Sweet Pea

Never in my life would I imagine feeling the overwhelming love that I feel now.

I’ve been blessed in such a tremendous way to be the mother to now TWO precious Daughters of God.

After waiting for what seemed like forever, 40 weeks and 5 days to be exact, the day finally arrived where Sweet Pea came into this world.

After thinking the day would never come, we decided to take a weekend trip up to my parents house and relax. And of coarse when one finally let’s go and realizes it’s probably not going to happen when wanted….It happens.

So at 6:50 A.M. when my water broke we knew that our plans were going out the window and we were going to have this baby…Even if it wasn’t in the place we had originally planned.

It was a fairly difficult labor, but luckily it only lasted 10 hours with about 15 minutes of pushing. (Boo was 20 hours of labor and 1 1/2 hours pushing…)

After a few hours of my labor not progressing, they decided to put my on pitocin to see if that would get things moving along. After a few doses of pitocin, we soon realized my body, and Sweet Pea, wanted nothing to do with the medicine. My blood pressure was dropping all the time, and my heart rate was fluctuating uncontrollably. Nothing about me was stabilizing. Then Sweet Pea’s heart rate started to drop, so we decided it was best to turn off the medicine to see what happened.

Within minutes my body kicked in, everything stabilized, and I began to progress perfectly.

Only thing was now the epidural wasn’t working.

I applaud any mom willing to do the birth the natural way. As for me, I would prefer no pain whatsoever.

But my body had a different plan for me, and rejected practically every form of medicine. So with each contraction becoming closer together, I would try and breath my way through it…Only instead I would cry through each one. I’ll never forget that pain…

And if I do remind me before I think of having more kids…

Then the time came to push, which went rather quick. When she came out the umbilical cord was wrapped around her and her neck several times and she was blue. They took her away quickly, and for a few minutes I was freaking out. But soon enough she was in my arms, nice and pink! :)

I’ll never forget seeing Boo ‘s face when she came into see Sweet Pea. Having our little family together felt so complete and wonderful. I truly am the luckiest wife and mama out there!

Over the past few days our little family’s life has changed dramatically. We all have lost sleep and are going stir crazy, but never before in my life have I felt this happy. The spirit in our home is so strong and happy I truly feel blessed.

Boo is adjusting as expected. She loves her baby sister so much, but I can tell it’s difficult for her. We’ve been told to leave her alone and go away, followed by a door slam, for the past couple of days. I know it will get better, and I look forward to the day when I can hear them laughing together.

For now I am perfectly fine watching Boo give Sweet Pea multiples love hugs and kisses!

Dear Sweet Pea,

I am so glad to finally be holding you in my arms! You are precious in every way, and I can tell you will have a very sweet and loving personality. Thanks for making our family complete and bringing lots of love into our little family.

I Love You! xoxo-

Mommy

Thank You for all your sweet comments, tweets, etc. on Sweet Pea! I have the greatest and most supporting readers!

( Also a special thanks to certain readers out there who helped me pick the name Sweet Pea for our little gals blog name!)

Be back soon with some food!! :-)

Walk N’ Da Park: Family Video

I’m 100% sure that I’m trying to be taught some sort of lesson right now.

I’m 78% sure that it has to do with patience…

(I WOULD be at least 95% sure if I didn’t think I was partly being taught to just enjoy what little time I have being a mama of  one child…)

Either way, I’m going crazy.

(I’m also obsessed with Instagram. Things just look better with filters…Included my face.)

I’m at the point where I would rather be tired and worn out because I’m taking care of two kids, rather than feeling full/ bloated/ in pain/ slow/ hungry/ not hungry/ and grumpy being pregnant.

I know, my complaining is annoying…So much I’m annoyed by myself.

At this point I’ve decided to stop focusing on the walking, dancing, and jumping and  just forget about it all. I figure when I’m not expecting it to happen, it will.

So for now, I’m enjoying lots of play time with Boo. I know that this new baby thing is going to be quite the shocker for her. According to her, Baby Sister’s name is either Cows or Elephants, and she is coming ‘so long’ from now…

Another person I find fearful of what’s to come in the future is the hubby. I can tell when he’s getting stressed out when he starts doing odd and unexplainable things…

For one, he took the trash out today.

:)

And a few days ago for dinner he put cheez-its on his salad…

He also drank plain coconut water. Seriously, he’s loosing it.

Either way I can’t wait for out coo-koo family to become four, living off of 4 hours a sleep and little to rare showers.

(Wait? Isn’t that my life right now?)

Anyways, I’ve thought a lot about this blog and what’s going to happen to it when the new baby arrives. I want to say that my post will continue as normal as possible, and that’s the goal. But I also know what it’s like to have a new baby, and sometimes I’m not going to be able to make a glorious meal.

I’ve got a few things I’m planning on doing at that time, food included, but one of them is more videos. Maybe you guys hate them, and I’m sorry, but my goal is to really get you guys familiar with our little family. I’ve debated on doing this for a while because honestly I find myself embarrassing…But it is going to happen! :)

Hopefully once a week I’ll post a video of some sort, rather it’s cooking, exercise, family life, being silly, etc. I want you to get to know our little family and our personalities…Not just that I like Trash TV, Boo is a drama queen, and the hubs likes to buy white shoes… :)

On top of it, I’ve got a post workout series coming along for you guys to follow a long on my journey to a healthy and fit after baby body. I’m excited for it all to come together, and I can’t wait to share!

I figured what better way to start off with is a family video…of us being us. We are new at this, and kind of look like losers haha! But you get to see my whole glorious pregnant self, and well…That’s just hot!

(Embarrassed face…)

Hopefully next time I post I’ll be holding my sweet baby girl!! Send some good vibes! Have a great week!!

Oh Coconuts!

Today my daughter learned her first swear word.

Now before I get a phone call from my mom, let me rewind and explain myself.

For one, I’ve got a pretty clean vocabulary and you are most likely not going to hear something inappropriate coming out of my mouth.

That is, unless you cut me off…

Or I forgot to record the recent episode of The Bachelorette… (I kid..maybe)

Or your my labor and delivery nurse asking me if I want a mirror facing me to see what’s going on ‘down there’…Bleep No.

For the most part I’m a good example to Baby Boo. That is until a day like today occurs, and all Bleep breaks loose.

Bleep hits the fan, if you catch my drift.

My morning started out on the couch, as most of my mornings do, and I already could feel that today was going to be a challenge. (The farther I get in this pregnancy, the harder my body has to work…and the harder it is to do things.)

My prediction was correct.

Unfortunately staying home all day has made Baby Boo, and myself, a little stir crazy and right around lunch time is when things start to get challenging.

After a 20 minute nap, numerous time outs and tantrums, food all over the floor, and enough Mickey Mouse TV shows to make me go cookoo…I was beat.

Then in an effort to get Boo’s lunch ready before she could find something pointy and dangerous to plug into the wall, I knocked over one of my husbands fruit fly traps.

Nasty gross vinegar and dead bugs spilled all through out my countertops and on top of papers.

That’s when it happened.

“Oh Shoot!” (But not really)

Within minutes Baby Boo was dropping things purposely, and knocking things over saying that phrase one right after the other. In an effort to (not laugh for one), and not make too big a deal out of it, I simply said,

“Instead of that word let’s say, “Oh Coconuts!””

After a few times correcting her, she finally had it down. Or so I thought…

Now, instead of “Oh Coconuts”, I was hearing, ” Oh Shoot! No….Oh Coconuts!” (Remind you she didn’t use the word shoot…)

The rest of the afternoon followed in what seemed to be, fitting events.

“Oh Coconuts!” enchiladas…

The name comes from not only it’s look, but it’s taste too.

Last but not least, a toddler with a dirty diaper caught rolling around on my white bed sheets…

That’s right…

Oh Coconuts!

Now if you will excuse me, I’ve got sheets to wash, crushed ice to eat, and trash Tv to indulge in…

Here’s to hoping there is nothing Coconuty about our day tomorrow.. :-)

Food, Home, and Family

In an effort to try and get ready for baby #2, I’ve been doing my best to make sure everything’s ready to go before the little chickpea makes her arrival. I just have this feeling that life with a two year old and a newborn baby won’t leave me much time but to sit on the couch and say MOOO.

I’m also worried I’m going to pull out my hair, because some days I think Baby Boo is plotting against me in anger against the soon to be arrival of our new family member. We’ve recently established time out, which has been a…how do I put this…

JOKE.

Time out doesn’t work when your toddler tells you to go away yourself and go on time out.

Seriously Boo?

Best idea you’ve ever had.

Despite willing to give anything for a nice foot massage, pedicure, and a full nights rest without 7 trips to the bathroom, I’m enjoying these past few months we have before things become a little different around here.

And let me tell you, I couldn’t be more excited for that change.

To begin, I’ve been doing a great job of making, writing down recipes, and taking pictures of food. I figure as long as I have some saved up for those days where I’ve done nothing but been a human cow, I’ll have something slightly more appealing for you to enjoy!

Most of these recipes/pictures are first runs and I still want to take my shot at them a few times. I like to try things out more than once before I post things, that way I know that it all works out.

And because I love to work extra hard for my readers to like me :)!

The above was an attempt at cauliflower pizza crust. I wasn’t too impressed with the texture of the crust, so I’m definitely going to try that again.

Other than food, I’ve been working hard to get my house in order that way I won’t worry about decorating/organizing after baby.

And because I don’t like to sleep…or sit…

First thing I tackled was cleaning out our closet.

Our closet didn’t have much room…Especially with all the hubs white shoes! :)

I think I did the best I could despite such little space. Trust me, whenever we have a house I’m getting a closet all to myself…I’ll let the hubby store his shoes in the garage.

Next I wanted to get rid of our big out of place black dresser, so for mother’s day my parents bought me this dresser at  a thrift store…

 After a little bit of prep and paint, and almost putting my self in to labor, I ended up with this:

Slowly but surely, our room is coming together.

Lastly, but more importantly, we’ve been spending more time as a family every second we get.

As you may know my husband has been a busy little bee first with school, and now work, so we don’t get much time together. When we do have those days or a few hours, we take full advantage and spend it together doing something fun!

I couldn’t be more excited for what these next few months have in store for our little family. I love to watch us grow together as we pass each milestone.

Have a great Wednesday!!

Needing to Stop It…

I’ve noticed the older I have gotten, the more lessons I have learned. With each day I find that I become wiser, and I clearly wasn’t as smart as I thought I was at 16. (Even though, I am pretty sure I told my parents on a regular basis they couldn’t possible know and understand more than me…Like seriously?)

To add to that I’ve also noticed life has gotten harder, again not as hard as I thought it was at 16. I used to believe my battle with acne, boyfriends that flirted with other girls, and OMG the fact that Shane West didn’t know I even existed were the end of everything!…And yet, I somehow survived. If only I knew then what I knew now, I might not have had meltdowns over silly things like popular girls who wore size two prom dresses, or that my car had almost 300,000 miles on it and the windows weren’t manual…

I mean seriously, rolling down car windows manually…..So.Embarrassing.

(Let’s be honest. Me in high school=Embarrassing)

:)

What’s even more embarrassing is that still at the age of 23, I tend to have the same qualities as 16 year old me. I’ve found my self obsessing over little things that don’t matter, comparing myself to others, and frankly acting like a teenager. I’m not sure if this is a battle with everyone in general, or the female population. Either way I see it…It’s got to stop.

If you follow me on Facebook, you know that I was in the hospital last week. Being pregnant with my second baby, I couldn’t be more excited and blessed. Unfortunately Baby#2 has been a rough a bumpy road, unlike being pregnant with Baby Boo. I have found my self battling with extremely low blood pressure, sickness, dizzyness, weakness, and more. After taking some test this week, my doctor determined there was a chance I could have blood clots. On top of that I have been having numerous heart ‘things’ going on, and so we thought it was best to go to the hospital.

Luckily they didn’t find any clots, and I was able to get a series of test done for my heart in hoping to find some answers. All of this has been frightening and stressful. I’ve been up late at night, worried about this and that, and hoping that everything will be ok.

Then, as if the week hadn’t been hard enough, my grandpa nearly suffered a heart attack and ended up having a quadruple bypass this week. (Not to mention my grandpa isn’t overweight, and even at the age of 80 he is an avid bike rider.)

So this week as I was sitting in the hospital waiting for results of tests, I couldn’t help but be…mad at my self. Mad about the way I have viewed life previously, mad at where my priorities have been focused, and disappointed and how I had allowed certain things to affect my happiness each and everyday.

It’s been a tough couple of years, and at times I have felt incredibly lonely. Having a husband gone a lot, and living in a city where I don’t know anyone has been a challenge.

This past year I have really put a lot of pressure to do and be my best in (non) important areas. Whether it be having a nicely decorated home, having the best blog, dressing and looking cute, and becoming the best chef, I have tried to do it all. I compared myself to others, became jealous, and eventually got down on myself because I couldn’t ‘succeed as well as others.

It’s amazing how we can get caught up in this world and the things that really aren’t important, and eventually let them overtake our ways of thinking and living. And unfortunately it has taken one of the hardest weeks of my life to get a slap in the face and really understand what’s important and what I needed to do.

Stop it.

I needed to Stop It.

I know that it’s okay to want to succeed and to be the best person we can be, and I truly believe in working towards goals and doing what we love. But when we work so hard to the point where it begins to affect our most important priorities and the way we value ourselves, then it’s not worth it. And at that point, we need to Stop It.

I know that I am a better mom when I forget about trying to do every single ‘pinterest’ activity I see, and just doing and playing what my daughter loves. (And yes, that could be running around in circles singing the same song over.and over.and over.) :)

I also am a better mom when I stop focusing on trying to reorganize, decorate, or make the most fabulous dinners that have taken me all day, and instead keeping things simple and cuddling on the couch with a Mickey Mouse book or TV episode with Boo because it makes her happy.

I’m a better wife when I stop stressing about the way I am looking, or the fact that my hips are getting wider each day. Because a frustrated wife doesn’t smile, and honestly smiling is way more sexy than not…No matter how big my hips may be.

I’ve learned to be happy to have my husband home when he is, instead of feeling down every time he isn’t. Understanding the blessings of him having a job and an education, and being grateful that he comes home to me safely each night is more important than anything.

I’m not a perfect person, and I know that no one is. But life isn’t about having the best blog, or the best house, or the best butt…

It’s about truly realizing what you have around you at this point in time and being grateful for it. Smiling because of our blessings, and appreciating our lives on a daily basis.

To me, there is nothing healthier than smiling, remaining positive, and being grateful.

 While in the hospital, I thought about the different possibilities that could happen to me. As I began to scare myself, I realized nothing else seemed to matter, but being there for my daughter and husband and having them in my life. I wanted nothing more and nothing less. And that’s where this post comes in. I realized this week more than ever the importance of appreciating what you have and living life to the fullest…Enjoying every moment, and forgetting about the little itty bitty things that well are…itty bitty.

So if your at a point in your life where you are weighed down with trying to be this and that, simply take a step back and look at what you have and forget about the other useless things that drive you crazy.

Simply, Stop It.

It’s not worth it. And believe me, it’s way better to be happy and healthy!

*Thanks so much for reading this post! I know it isn’t foodie related, but I believe it’s apart of our journey to living a happy and healthy life.*

Take Time to Smile

I never knew that a little child could teach me so much.

Such as cherishing the small things, and the moments that matter.

That a smile so big and bright can change the way we all feel about ourselves, our day, and our lives.

Also, a little bit of patience, and a lot more laughter is more important than any amount of stress and anxiety.

And if there so happens to be a moment of sadness or disappointment, that the best feeling in the world is knowing that a quick cuddle session followed by a hug and kiss can make it all go away.

Thank you Baby Boo for teaching me the important things in life, and cherishing the moments that matter.

XOXOX

Have a great start to your week friends! Take time to smile! :-)

Is it a Boy? Girl?

From the second I laid eyes on my dear Baby Boo, I imagined the fun times that us girls would do.

At just an early age she was covered with bows…

Poofy tutu’s and hair flowers that reached to her nose.

Lots of pictures, playing dress up, and even tea parties.

Tons of laughter, hugs, and kisses and singing songs-What a smarty!

Although it’s quite fancy that her life is surrounded in pink,

She still finds the time to make our hearts sink.

With cuddles an snuggles up to daddy each night,

He’s wrapped around her little finger oh so very tight.

And now, almost two years later we are adding one more.

A sibling for Boo, and more snuggles galore.

We couldn’t be happier, whether it’s a boy or a girl…

Just as long as it’s healthy and falls asleep in a whirl.

Now the day has arrived where we reveal the little one’s gender,

And we wanted to announce in a way with much splendor!

I made cupcakes, of coarse, with a secret message inside…

The color in the middle will release joyful cries!

IT’S A GIRL!! IT’S A GIRL!!

Do you know what this means?

More pink bows, more dresses, matching outfits, and ballet…

(Or as the hubby sees it…)

Two weddings, two proms, meeting boyfriends..He better start to pray.

Either way that you see it, it’s the greatest blessing non the less.

Are we happy, are we grateful, are we healthy…And the answer is YES!!

Thank you everybody for your sweet e-mails, comments, notes, support, etc!! We appreciate each and everyone of you, and are so glad to share this monumental time in our lives with you!

We can’t wait for you to meet Baby Loo!! :-)

Homemade Diva {Ding} Dongs

So I’ve got this thing called a butt.

I mean, everyone has them, unless your like my husband, than you have to look real hard for his.

But mine, my butt, is very easy to find. In high school I had nicknames like J-Lo, the white Beyonce, and booty-booty. It’s true.

I had this art class, and every time I would walk in front of a boy, all he would say was, “booty-booty-booty-booty.” And you can bet your bottom dollar that when, “I Like Big Butts” came on at school dances, my friends would all look at me and say, “Giiiirl, this is your sooooonng!”

And trust me, I hate pant shopping. With every clothing geared toward the skinny jean look, you can bet that I run far far away to the sweats section. Because big baggy sweats are SO much sexier than tight skinny jeans on my big booty…

Ok, so maybe I need a personal stylist…and some help…

You see, with pregnancy, things on your body get bigger…and wider, because a baby needs room to grow. Some days I feel like I need to strap a “wide load” sign on my back side, and other days I feel like eating ding dongs. Either way I see it, watch out…

“Beeeeep…Beeeep…Beeeep.”

Let’s be honest, whether you eat healthy or not, at some point in mostly everyone’s life, they have had a ding dong. I’m brought back to school lunches, where unwrapping a piece of tin foil was never so exciting just knowing there was circle of chocolate covered cream filled cake inside…

Yummm..

But now I’m a little for cautious and know that besides a delicious cake I also get nasty preservatives, unhealthy amounts of fat and sugar, additives, and yucky yucky stuff. This is a problem my friends…because I have been craving ding dongs like my butt depended on it.

Well, it was a problem, but not any more…

Homemade Diva (Ding) Dongs

*Vegan, Gluten Free, Dairy Free, Delicious*

Ingredients: (For the Cake) (Cake recipe adapted from here!)

1 c. Bob’s gluten free flour (or whole wheat pastry for non GF)

1/4 c. cocoa powder

3/4 tsp. baking powder

3/4 tsp. baking soda

dash of salt

1 1/2 TB. cornstarch

1/4 c. melted coconut oil

1/4 c. applesauce (room temperature)

1/2 c. non dairy milk(room temperature)

1/4 c. maple syrup(room temperature)

2 tsp. vanilla

1/2 c. dates + 1/4 c. water pureed together to form a paste. (you can do this with a blender or food processor)

Ingredients: (For the Filling)

One can full fat coconut milk, top open and covered with plastic wrap, that has been sitting in the fridge over night

sweetener of choice-maple syrup, stevia, honey, agave, powdered sugar

Ingredients: (For the Coating) (Double amount for thicker coating)

1 -85% cocoa chocolate bar (you can do sweeter if you prefer, but I love dark chocolate) (3.5 ounces) (about 1/2 c. chocolate)

1/8 c. coconut oil

1 TB. sweetener of choice (I used agave) (optional)

Directions: (for the cake)

1. Preheat oven to 350. Mix dry ingredients together in one bowl, and wet ingredients together in another. Fold wet ingredients into the dry ingredients until incorporated. Don’t overmix.

2. Spray a cake pan/square pan(8×8) etc. with non stick spray and pour batter into cake pan. Bake in oven for 20-25 minutes, or until center comes out clean. *Note: These aren’t going to rise super high, so for a higher cake, you can use a smaller pan or use a cupcake muffin pan.)

3. Once cake is done and cooled and released from pan and placed on cookie sheet, use a glass/circle cookie cuter and cut out circles.

What you do with the leftover cake is up to you…Whether you eat it, or…eat it…or eat…It’s up to you…

I promise…I won’t judge. That would be hypocrytical.

4. Set aside and make filling.

Directions: For the Filling

1. After can of coconut has been sitting in the fridge overnight, remove it. With a spoon, scoop out the full fat cream that thickened overnight and put it in a bowl. Add a few TB. of your sweetener of choice and whisk together. Put back in the fridge while you make the chocolate coating.

Directions: For the Coating:

1. Add your chocolate, oil, and sweetener in a bowl that is sitting over a pot of simmering water. (double broiler.) Continue to stir until melted. Set aside. (You can also melt the chocolate in a microwave.)

Directions: For the assembly:

1. Take your cream filling and put it in a pastry bag fitted with any tip that has a smaller hole. I use this long skinny one that has gotten in a few fights with the garbage disposal.

You can also cut out a center of the ding dong if you would like, if you don’t have a tip.

2. With your pastry bag, poke a hole in the cake a squeeze a bunch of cream into the cupcake. Squeeze hard…

I like a lot of cream in the center of my Diva Dong.

You can also poke more than one hole in the cake so filling get’s through out the middle.

Be Patient…We are almost done…

Once all the cupcakes are filled, it’s time to coat them.

Make sure your chocolate is sitting in a deep bowl so it will be easy to dip them. Simply hold the bottom of the cake with two fingers and dip into the chocolate. Set down and let the chocolate drip down to coat the sides.

It’s really messy, and not very pretty. You may have to lick your fingers a few times…darn.

If you feel it isn’t coated enough around the bottom, take a spoon or cooking brush and brush some more chocolate coating around the cake.

Set in the fridge for about 10 minutes to let the chocolate set, and then they are ready to eat.

The chocolate will stay hardened after and you won’t have to leave it in the refrigerator.

Look at all that creamy yummy goodness….

If I were making these for friends, I might have done a prettier job…But these were for me, my butt, and I…So I didn’t care how they looked, just how they tasted…

And I can assure you…They tasted amazing.

And if you have leftover cream filling, well don’t be shy…use it up!

A Typical Morning w/ Baby Boo-VIDEO

Some of our mornings start out…rough.

Since Baby Boo has never really learned the meaning of the word “sleep,” we tend to get an earlier-than-i’d-prefer start to the day.

I often find myself trying to hold my eyes open as I scramble through old recorded episodes of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, just so I can pull myself together…(Because there is nothing more awakening than hearing Mickey Mouse and Donald Duck having a conversation about choo choo trains and mouskadoodles.)

I used to wonder if our mornings “fit” into that typical every day schedule like other stay-at-home moms, and I often asked myself if I’m the norm…

or well…far from it.

But there is something that I have learned through out this whole mommy journey, and it’s that no one is ever of the norm…

No one.

Sometimes we go to the mall and there are mommy’s there who have taken showers and their clothes actually fit and match. My first thought it, “Oh Brother, look at me…I took a shower today. Nener nener nener. I’m the best mom ever!”

But as I have grown older, and the showers happened way less, I realize some things aren’t just that important. (Ok…Although showers ARE important.)

My daughter’s smile on her face brings more joy to me than anything.

Moral of the story: If you see me at the mall, run far far away…I’m stinky.

So for those mama’s out there that want to feel a little bit more normal, and realize that some mornings our hair isn’t going to be brushed, our clothes aren’t going to be perfect, and we might just have to listen to Justin Bieber more than once to make it though the day…

It’s all good! As long as you and your kiddos are smiling that’s all that matters!

A Typical Morning w/ Baby Boo!

Hopefully you all feel a bit more normal now! :-)

I Can’t Believe….

I can’t believe that a year ago:

Baby Boo was…well, a baby.

And over the coarse of 12 months she started walking, talking, eating on her own, giving kisses, saying “I love you,”, dancing to Justin Beiber, falling in love with Mickey, and on top of it all being my best friend.(Even though she has been my BFF since the day she was born.)

Every day with her is truly the greatest blessing.

(Even if she still doesn’t sleep through the night…)

It’s hard to comprehend that a year ago:

My husband was STILL in graduate school.

Now, a year later, he is graduated, working, and doing his residency! I am so proud of him!

One can humanly not study as many hours as my husband would study…It was just craaaazy!

It’s unbelievable to think that a year ago:

I drank my first green drink.

Now I am addicted and need to go to a veggie rehab for rabbits.

It’s crazy to think that a year ago:

One of my new years resolutions was to become a personal trainer….

Ummm I really don’t want to do that any more.

I also had hoped to run a half marathon….

I didn’t do that either.

I want to still do that…but I have a feeling it might have to wait. 😉

I’m so proud to say that over the past year:

This blog has grown beyond my dreams, but more importantly I have met so many great people! Each comment, e-mail, etc. makes my day and I truly mean that! Thank you for all your love and support!

Lastly, I hope 2012 brings:

Love, joy, health, happiness, and lots of chocolate!

Happy New Year Friends!! Be back tomorrow with some gosh darn food! (Can someone say FINALLY?!!)