Skinny Limits Juice Cleanse

1- Pure & Simple: Kale, Spinach, Parsley, Cucumber, Apple, and Lemon.
2- Balance: Kale, Spinach, Parsley, Cucumber, Apple, Lemon and Ginger
3- Green Firefly: Kale, Spinach, Parsley, Celery, Cucumber, Apple, Lemon, Pineapple.
4- Scorpion Lemonade: Lemons, Agave Nectar, Cayenne and filtered water.
5- Green Firefly: Kale, Spinach, Parsley, Celery, Cucumber, Apple, Lemon, Pineapple.
6- Crescent Moon: Raw Cashews, Vanilla Bean, Cinnamon, Agave Nectar and filtered water.

Spain is in one week. So I needed to pull out all of the stops. 3-day juice cleanse baby. I chose to do the Skinny Limits Tropical Juice Cleanse for one reason alone. Pineapple. Two of the daily juices have pineapple in them and I'm a sucker for any juice with pineapple. Which is pretty amazing considering I didn't even realize that I liked pineapple until I was 19. 
Which leads me to this: I am a leeeettle bit of a picky eater. It is my curse. I particularly hate cucumber. And this guy weasels his way into every green juice out there.

So you can imagine how I feel about the first juice of the day. I'd say a little prayer of courage, plug my nose, and gulp until I had to come up for air. Moral of the story: if I can do that, you'll probably drink it and love it.
Juice number 2 is a bit of the same with a little ginger flair. Which I like. It's like a little translucent mask to all that healthy. 
But juice 3 and 5. Well that right there is a little bit of deliciousness. And this picky eater, hater of all things grown in the earth, genuinely enjoyed these guys.
So. Juice number 4. It's spicy lemonade. Now, orange chicken is spicy to me. So this juice was like delicious fire. It burned. Though I'm pretty sure my mother-in-law would love this stuff. She practically carries cayenne pepper around in her purse to add a little life to her food at any given time.
As for juice 6, everything you've heard about cashew juice is true. It DOES taste like horchata. A+ in my book

Then there are the logistics that come from drinking juice all day long.... Well, it is a detox. So don't venture too far away from a bathroom. I felt a little uncomfortable day 1, but felt great day 2 and 3. And I was never hungry. Though that doesn't mean that I didn't crave food. It's also easy because there is no thinking involved. The juice arrives at your door the day before you start and they are all numbered and ready to drink. Easy peasy. 

I'm kind of tempted to do a cleanse each season.

*Skinny Limits sent me the Tropical Juice Cleanse for review. These opinions are very much my own.


Three Years

Three whole years. And with each year it seems that my hair gets darker. By six years, we may be looking at jet black hair. 
People don't like to say that marriage is easy. Because apparently it's not. But I wouldn't really know because marriage to Jason is easy. It's the easiest thing in the world. And the funnest thing too. 


A Lousy Picture is Worth About 348 Words

My cute sister-in-law's mother embroidered this cute towel to wrap my tortillas in to keep them warm. Isn't she the cutest? There is a slight language barrier so when she brought this up to me, it took me a second to realize it was for me. "Por mi?" I said. And she laughed and nodded and didn't correct me or anything. Haha. It basically made my week.
Did you know that tres leches cake is the easiest dessert in the world. Step one) Bake a cake. Step two) Poke a bunch of holes in it. Step 3) Pour evaporated milk, half and half, and sweetened condensed milk all over it. Step 4) Chill. Step 5) Cover in whipping cream or cool whip and maybe even some strawberries and eat!

Jason and I went to see Gatsby at a new theater last week. This is one of those theaters where each pair of seats has a table, and a menu, and order cards, and pens, and lots of leg room, and waiters, and really really good food delivered right to you. Because we are idiots and ate before we went (they serve burgers and pizza and even steak!), we just got dessert. A strawberry balsamic milkshake (what?! exploded head) and freshly baked cookies. I wouldn't go there for every movie, but it was definitely a worthwhile experience. (Also, before the previews, they show old movies, which is quite fabulous.) And as for Gatsby, it's been said already, but it can afford to be said again. The soundtrack... The soundtrack....... THE SOUNDTRACK!!!!

Guess who took his very last final yesterday and is a full-fledged Economics grad. Jason. That's who. We found an amazing Japanese steakhouse and sat ourselves right in front of that teppanyaki grill, refusing to move until we thought it might actually be impossible to move from the food comas we ate ourselves into. Mushy stuff about how proud of him I am, and how amazing he is, and handsome, and funny, and kind, and forgiving, and a genu-ine gentleman. I love him.

*Yeah, exactly 348 words. I counted.


Don't bang you head on the desk

Recently, I've had a quite a few days I have wanted to introduce my head to the desk via banging. I've heard it's a fairly effective way of making a good first impression. 
See that pie chart above? See that large portion? I would say 90% of that 50% is devoted to 2% of my clients. They strongly induce head-banging urges.
See that littlest portion? That is what I went to school for and intended to do as my career. That section is probably a little generous but I got lazy because.. see that medium section? Well, I just wing that stuff. Because I don't really know what I'm doing. So I fake it till I make i..... something that is passable.

I used to have an Open-In-Case-Of-Emergency Drawer. Emergency in this situation meaning, "Okay, I was joking before but now I'm really going to bang my head against the desk." That drawer had incredible cures such as Double Stuff Oreos, Dark Chocolate Cadbury Eggs, Reeses Minis, Popcorn Indiana Kettle Corn. In a crazy bold move, I cleared that drawer out.

This was dumb.

Now I only have one solution. Close the door, turn up the music, lip-sync the greatest performance you ever not seen. But I'm a fickle girl. I collect songs like I collect muddy buddy recipes. That is actually a terrible metaphor. I curate lists of songs and then listen to them. I pin every variation of muddy buddies I see and I continue to only make the one and only original.

Though, this one has piqued my interest.

I mean, who can say no to an Australian Ska band. Who!? Don't let it be you, just to be sassy. Be sassy and say yes to this song.


I Just Really Love Parentheses

This photo is brought to you by the Anti-All-Word-Posts Foundation. Because some people out there just really hate reading. I'm here for you, illiterate generation. I kid I kid. I know you're not illiterate. Some people are just visual learners. So the above picture will "teach" you all about the joy of parentheses and exaggeration. You're welcome.

I have to preface this story by professing my love for the book The Host. Yes, it is written by the author of the Twilight series. Yes, there is a love story using lots of repetitive language of what that love feels like. (Lava, in case you are wondering.) BUT, it's an enjoyable story. So enjoyable, in fact, that it's my go-to book to read at the beach. Mindless, fun reading. If I were to exaggerate, I would tell you that I've read it seven times. But that would be a lie. Because I've read it exactly six times. Which is quite a lot for me, since I'm anti-reading/watching anything twice ever. Jason finds a show he loves and could watch it again and again. (Friday Night Lights, The OC, Seinfeld.) I prefer to watch/read something new, even if it stinks in comparison to something I've seen/read before that I could have watched/read again. The only other books I've read more than once are the Harry Potter series (before each new book came out), The Great Gatsby (because it was in my sophomore, junior, and senior year curriculums and my book club just read it last month), and A Tale of Two Cities (the greatest love story ever if you can wade your way through all of the grave-digging and French Revolution shenanigans).

All right, enough prefacing. This past weekend, Jason's sister and her husband were in town. We decided to head out to a movie on Saturday night, and since the entire world decided Iron Man 3 was worth going to on opening weekend (let's be honest, Iron Man 2 was awful. But let's be really honest, I love RDJ and I will watch anything he is in), we decided to go to The Host. On the way to the theater, I was trying to give a little background on the story. It wasn't going well. "Umm, well, it's about aliens... And there is a love story.... Well, kind of a love triangle... It's a really fun book.... Really." Skeptical though they were, my companions trusted me and off we went to wait in a crazy long line behind the IM3 attendees. We missed the previews (ugh) and sat down right as the movie began. Five minutes in I started to laugh. Atrocious. The writing. The acting. The set-up. I could feel Jason's eyes burning into the side of my face so I looked over at him. And started laughing even more. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry," I said in a laugh whisper. After my eighth (That was, in fact, an exaggeration. Let's go with fifth) apology, I leaned over and said, "Let's get out of here."

The four of us ducked our way out of the theater and when we walked out, we saw that Oblivion was about to start in five minutes. Jason went to exchange our tickets and this time, we sat down right before the previews began.

Have I used up all of my prefaces for one post? Too bad. I shall preface again. I enjoy Tom Cruise but I feel like most of his movies are fairly predictable and tend to be the same ole thing. I was going to wax poetic about how groundbreaking this movie was, but now that I think about it, I guess you could say this falls in the former category. He flew a plane (Top Gun), rode a motorcycle (Mission Impossible, Knight and Day, Days of Thunder), had a hot leading lady (all of them?), and solved a futuristic mystery (Minority Report). But the plane was awesome, and the motorcycle was collapsible, the leading lady was especially gorgeous, and the futuristic mystery was a really good one. So Tom gets two thumbs up from me.

So the moral of this story is... don't sit through a bad movie because it's really easy to exchange your tickets or get your money back. Or maybe it's... sometimes, previews lie. Or possibly... don't marry a guy who hates popcorn, because it will make all of your movie going experiences a little less fun.


Cinco de Mayo

We kicked off our Day of the Battle of Puebla festivities with a morning hike. It's one of those hikes that is not overly strenuous, and easy for kids, but still feels like you've burned enough calories to gorge yourself later on....which we did. Plus it was pretty. And that's all that counts.
After our hike (and a pit stop at our lot which has officially been excavated) we headed over to my straight-out-of-Mexico-sister-in-law's house who treated us to the most delicious carne asada and al pastor tacos. I'm not very adventurous with my food but those al pastor tacos with pineapple have risen to the top of my list of "Ultimate Food Combinations" second only to peanut butter and chocolate because please, their position will never be usurped.
We played a very rousing game of Loteria which is essentially bingo. But since my sister-in-law called out the spanish words quickly, one after the other, it left us non-Spanish speakers scrambling to find the matches in an anxious dash. I lost. La Sandia did me in.
Because no fiesta is complete without horchata, we made sure to have a lot of it. A few people asked for the recipe, so here it is from Adriana herself.
"Ummm, well I kind of just dump the ingredients in there and keep adding more until it tastes right."
Don't worry guys. I wouldn't leave you hanging. So I turned up the heat and this is what I got (with some of my own interpretation added in).

1 1/2 cups rice
2 cups water
1 can of evaporated milk
1 Cinnamon stick (or ground cinnamon... I don't know.. a few teaspoons?)
2 quarts water (start small, add to taste)
1/2 cup sugar (start small, add to taste)

Soak the rice in hot water for 4 hours. (Four hours!? Don't want to plan ahead? You can use rice flour instead.) Blend the soaked rice. Pour the blended rice and evaporated milk into a pitcher. Fill pitcher with water and sugar. (The sweeter the better I say. Start small and add until the sweetness is right for you.) Add cinnamon. Mix well and avoid drinking the goopy stuff at the bottom. Throw in some ice to chill and provecho!


Buffalo Chips

Oh Buffalo Chips you delicious devils, you. Have any plans to make a weekend treat? No? Well, now you do. Yes? Forget them. Make this instead.

Buffalo chips
Put in microwavable bowl and melt:
12 oz. of chocolate chips
1 can sweetened condensed milk
3 T butter

Stir in and then set aside:
2 t vanilla

1 c butter
2 c sugar

Mix in:
2 eggs
1 t vanilla

Fold in:
2 1/2 c flour
1 t baking soda
1 t salt

Lastly add:
3 c quick rolled oats

Pat 2/3 of dough into bottom of a 13x9 pan. Pour fudge over dough and spread out. Then drop pieces of dough on the top.

Bake at 350 degrees for 20-25 minutes. DO NOT EAT IMMEDIATELY. If you do plan on eating immediately, bake longer. 

Personally I think these are best on the second day after they've really had time to cool and set, but my father-in-law likes them straight out of the oven. They are a goopy mess. The experts would not recommend this. And I think I've earned the "Buffalo Chip Expert" title. I can see the gravestone now. "Loving wife, Cherished Daughter, Buffalo Chip Expert"


The Wedding Book

This month, Jason and I will celebrate our 3 year wedding anniversary. And because we didn't get one right after we got married, my mom gifted us with the most beautiful wedding album from our photographer Justin Hackworth. I just received it last week and cannot stop thumbing through it. That day was full of so much happiness and when I look through these photos, I feel it all over again.

So to any dearies out there planning a wedding or planning on one day planning a wedding, I'd like to give you a little advice. Use Justin. You don't want to trust anyone else with some of the most joyful memories of your life. 

Go visit his site and you'll see a little peak of our engagement photos. It's the beautiful snowy pic that comes up first.