The first thought that went through my mind when I woke up one morning as someone new's girlfriend was, holy cr*p. I was thrilled, petrified, and everything in between. I had committed to someone who was more than I could wish for. But I had also been very hurt recently in the past. The first time I was someone's girlfriend was in preschool. But, I'm pretty sure I didn't get asked a formal commitment question. The second time was in the sixth grade. His name was Matt and our friend groups had decided we were the perfect match. I think we may have said ten words to each other over the duration of our "relationship," and over half of them
I consider myself to be a strong, independent woman. However, there's a very simple way to turn me into a sixteen year old girl in a matter of seconds - a text from a new beau. During the first few months of dating my now boyfriend, my heart rate would speed up every time my phone lit up with a text message. Is it him?! (I have to admit, I tend to get just as giddy seven months into dating whenever I get a text from him.) The first couple months of dating someone is a roller coaster of excitement and utter fear. No one wants to get hurt and everyone wants to be loved. When you're trying to connect and impress with
It was a Thursday after a long work day, but I had the energy of a Kindergartner after nap time. I rushed home to shower, freshen up my makeup, and scramble through my closet for the perfect first date outfit. Ladies, you know what I'm talking about. A first date outfit must make you look like a jaw-dropping babe but in a subtle way where he's going to think you look like that all the time with minimal effort. I remember walking up the stairs to the rooftop bar to meet him. I saw him standing at the top and my legs started to feel like jello; the man is gorgeous. "Do not trip, do not trip, do not trip."
Fall is here and you know what that means… #pumpkineverything! Ladies, you know what I’m talking about. Any first sense of the season changing – a leaf falling, darker mornings, cooler evenings, Halloween decor lining the aisles at Target – and it’s a mad rush to Trade Joe’s to snag some of their organic pureed pumpkin! This year I’m setting my sights on actually carving a pumpkin and roasting the seeds inside. I promise myself every year but have yet to do it for almost half a decade. Don’t judge me! Life gets in the way. There’s been no carving yet. I have a “go big or go home” attitude about it and I won’t settle for an average jack-o-lantern.
No your eyes have not deceived you. I have deviously come up with a recipe for Chicken n' Waffles that is low carb, high protein, paleo, gluten-free, and super yummy! One of the best things about chicken n' waffles? It's salty meets sweet, breakfast meets dinner, crispy meets soft, the list goes on. It satisfies a plethora of cravings. However, this high-sugar, high-fat, high-calorie dish falls short in the health category. I was inspired to make a healthier version after my week-long trip in Pinehearst and Charlotte, North Carolina where the options for fried chicken and sweets are endless. Needless to say, I took full advantage of being on vacay and ate to my hearts desire. Sometimes that meant ordering a