Monday, 28 September 2015

Snack Attack!

I have finally tried making zucchini chips.
I will say,
I did not take a picture but will show what they looked like from a pic on pinterest.
They were so easy. 
Although next time, I will try to make my slices more uniform.

Basically, all that I did was spritz my slices with a little olive oil, and then sprinkle them with my Flavor God Seasonings
I chose to use the Honey BBQ for some of the chips and Chipotle on the rest.
I think threw them in the oven at 350.
I think next time I will use a higher heat, but at the same time, I was also baking multiple loaves of zucchini bread.

All in all, they were tasty, and a wee bit addicting!

I say give them a go. 

Photo from

Thursday, 24 September 2015

Snack Crack

On a lighter note, this is my favorite savory snack crack at the moment.
I cannot even begin to tell you of the mouth boners I get from them.
They are zesty, spicy, just delicious!
I do have to portion them out because if I do not, I will sit and eat the whole can in one sitting.

I have found them everywhere, even in the stores around my area, and you guys know the rural area that I live in. My nearest grocery store is seventeen miles away, but even in that rural area, they shine like a beacon to my taste buds!!

A Secret

I have always been sort of a loner.

Many people would probably never believe this.
I'm usually a social butterfly when I am out and about.
However, I do not chase people to talk to them.
If someone does not want to be my friend, fine.
If I see someone I know, but a group of people have them in a social circle, I will wave and mouth the 'Hi.'

I grew up in a very small town, in a very small rural area.
I was a weird kid and did not have many friends. 
I got used to it.
I spent much time alone.
I read. I drew. I painted. I wrote. I dabbled in different activities.
As I got older, the tendency to keep to myself stayed.
In high school, I thought I had developed a group of friends, but realized that that was not always the case. I was ditched from plans. Plans were kept secret.
For a while, I tried to stay included.
I chased. 
It did not change anything.

I spent many weekends alone, reading, writing, painting.
There were times that I still pursued trying to fit into a group of friends.
Then, I learned it didn't matter.

As I grew older, I came to really enjoy my alone time.
When I was out on my own, I never had a roommate, and didn't quite understand people who couldn't bear to be without one.
I did fall into a fabulous group of friends.
Those girls are still my main sisters today, no matter how far away we are from each other.

Even now, we have moved to a town of 90 people, plus or minus.
That's correct. I spend probably 80% of my time alone everyday, all week.
Do I get lonely? Of course, I do.
But I still have pursuits and activities that I enjoy and go do... on my own.

In this world of social media, I will not chase people down to talk to me. I refuse to fight for the attention of anyone. I am not saying that I will purposefully ignore people. What I am saying is that I will not vie for the attention of any person if they are in the middle of talking to other people. Same out in public. If I am in a group situation, I just sit back and allow everyone else to purr and coo over whomever they are considering the king/queen bee for the event. I will not butt in. I will not try to sway the conversation toward me. 
I mean, one time, my hubs tried to surprise me for my birthday. There were tons of people invited for a night out. It wound up just my husband and myself after a while because a more interesting person showed up.
Good thing I like him, and we have a good time alone.

Here's the thing. I am not the person that cannot survive without attention or being the 'best' friend to everyone, and I'm okay with that. More times than not, I get asked to go cheer other people up. I get asked to find out what is wrong with Person A. I am the person asked to mediate situations.
Then, I'm pretty much back in the background and not given much thought until I'm needed again.

However, I feel the need to change this. 
Much is my own fault, admittedly.
I do not ever ask for help.
I do not want to bug anyone, nor lay any of my problems on anyone else's shoulders, including my own spouse.
I will never let on if anything is wrong with me.
I will always do what I can for whomever I can.
I have created this to an extent. 
It's just me.

But yes, I get lonely.
I am human.
Though I may say that I'm fine with it, my feelings do get hurt to be ignored or put on the back burner constantly.
I have found that I am hermitting away even more now as I grow older and we are in a super rural area. Even with social media, I don't beg people to chat with me.
If I have not spoken to someone in a while, I do try to drop the, "Just saying hey," on them.
Whether they choose to reply or not is their choice.
I am now learning who to stop dropping the hi on. 

As dreary as this sounds... don't worry, at least not until I'm parading around in animal skins barefoot and just making grunting noises for communication.
Have a great one!

Tuesday, 15 September 2015

Body Positive

I have been seeing many posts all over social media about this daily.
I think it's absolutely fabulous.
I have seen bodies of all shapes and sizes represented.
 I am a person who can see the beauty in all people,
especially if they are healthy and happy with themselves.
And, no, I do not imply healthy to mean thin, trim, or buff.
With that said, I wish some of these people spewing all of these posts could also do the same.
It's not fair to pin-point other various body types and then ridicule them because one loves their body type or size, but find others' not to their liking.
I've been at both ends of the spectrum.
At one time, my five foot nothing frame was over 140 pounds.
When I was younger, I couldn't get the scale to budge past 93 pounds.
Now, well, it fluctuates.
I'm okay with it most times.
In fact, I will go months and months without even stepping on the scale.
Yes, I go to the gym normally five days a week.
I enjoy eating, but I also like to cook in a 'clean' way.

I really don't need to hear negativity on the way that I choose to live.
I hate when people say, "But you're already skinny."
Which by the way, I do not consider myself skinny. 
I am not after 'skinny.'
I happen to prefer a more toned and athletic body on myself.
I also am offended when someone asks me the stereotypical question to my love of lifting weights, 
"You don't want to look like a man, do you?"
Let's see, I've been actively living this way since 2011, and I don't look like a man yet...
At least, I'm pretty sure that I don't.
*fingers crossed*

I happen to enjoy becoming stronger.
I like my teeny potato biceps.
I am always up to try some new adventure.
I am glad to say that I never get sick with those seasonal colds and flu viruses.
I am healthy.

So if you are going to claim to be body positive, embrace all of those other body types who are healthy, enjoying life, and happy too. 

Monday, 7 September 2015

Boo Face

This is my disappointed face.
We spent the whole weekend working around our house.
I showered, put on makeup, and left with semi-wet head - see that?!
We hit all of the little restaurant/bars within a ten mile radius of our house, and all of them closed before 8 pm.
I suppose that's a sign.
Even though there were hundreds of vehicles with campers and such headed out, probably also looking for a place to plop for a burger and adult beverage.
Who are we to judge businesses for passing up more cash.
Bless 'em for not having to, I guess.
I just wanted to chill at a bar for a bit and have one, lol.
Oh well, instead, we came back home, I snuggled into my pj's (it's about 40 degrees at night here) and threw on an Ink Masters!
As I said, maybe it's a sign for me to just chill, not gorge, and watch some other masochistic fantasies! I feel the need for new ink...
At least I don't look like I suffer from too many wrinkles yet!

Friday, 4 September 2015

Summer in the Mountains.

You know you live in a small mountain town when you go down the dirt road to check your mail and this sign is hanging on the out box.
You don't know how much I wanted it to be these guys:
but, nope, it's the wild, hairy kind.
Oh you know what I mean.
We knew there was one roaming around as he has been in our yard every week stealing from our hummingbird feeders and breaking into our garbage through the bars and straps.
Now, there are three buggers.

I guess that's the excitement of living in a tiny town with a year round population of 85 people. 
That's what someone told us.
Not sure if it's completely accurate, but I do know that 3/4 of the cabins around us never have anyone in them.

We finally made it out to a private lake that we kept hearing about.
It is only about eleven miles away, but the twisty, narrow, dirt rock roads makes headway slow.
It is beautiful though.
People were camping, kyacking, paddle boarding, swimming, biking and hiking.
There were also all sorts of trailheads up the mountains. 
I got very excited because now I can wear the new bikinis that I have...and not feel guilty buying some on clearance now that fall is upon us! I may even look into rashers.
I get to swim again!

I was a hot mess, but it was awesome out there.