Chics and Salsa

Today marks the first in a series I am going to tag as graduate school problems.  Some of these things may or may not have been learned through personal experience.  Gosh, I really, really love graduate school...seriously....but some weekends, I feel like I only leave my bed for nourishment.  Wasting time going to the bathroom is for suckers...goodbye kidneys!  Without further adue, here are some signs that you graduate students need to step away from from the books and your bed (which is where I study):

1.  You feel a bump on your cheek and worry you have some sort of weird Ebolla-Enterovirus mutant growth.  Don't be alarmed.  It's just nutella.



2.  You wake up in the middle of the night with a buzzing in your ear and immediately start to run through a list of things that could possible be going wrong in your ear.  Is it infection?  A ruptured ear drum?  Of course not.  It's just a flying ant that decided to enter your ear and remodel it for its future babies...by biting...and thrashing.  Please do not anger it but pouring stuff in your ear.  Run, don't walk, to the nearest ER.  Later discover from doctor boyfriend that you could've killed it by pouring mineral oil in your ear and then calmly flushing it out with warm water.  AIN'T NOBODY DOING NOTHING CALMLY WHEN THERE'S AN ANT TRYING TO CHEW ITS WAY INTO YOUR BRAIN!!



3.  Your dogs have become so lethargic that a five minute walk around the block (because that's all the cardio you have time and lung capacity for) leaves them panting and you pulling on a leash.  An immediate nap and five glasses of water will rectify the trauma of this unprecedented exercise.  Bacon bits also help soften the blow.



4.  You have more pictures of yourself laying on different pieces of furniture with your dogs while studying than you have of the outside world.



5.  Blinking hard when you finally leave your dark room in the mornings for class is also not a good sign.  That gorgeous pasty body brings some serious sexy to the clinic setting.  You might as well hiss like a vampire when you leave your house.


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Now,  most times when I arrive at a thrift store, I arrive with the knowledge that I brought my cash and left my will power in the car.  Some days,  I am forced to leave things that I really liked because...

A.  There is no room in my small car.
B.  I tried exercising will power in the car and didn't bring enough cash.
C.  Some relative has threatened to call an intervention on me.

On those days, I take pictures on the ones that got away and look back and sigh, imagining all the ways that item could have been restored and styled.  Here are a couple of items that escaped my little hoarder hands:


I am sorry but these curtains were SEXY! Imagine pinch pleating and thermal protection.  Oooh baby! Did I mention that at just three dollars a piece their were a steal!?  Sadly, I had no purpose for them and they didn't match any of my current things.  


Look beyond the mountains of toys.  That, my friends, is the ikea desk I originally wanted for my room.  Modern, sleek and thin but with enough surface space for me to place piles upon piles of papers.  Sigh.  It was only 14.99.


This little lamp was so beautiful in person.  The light bounced of its crystals in a way that is too beautiful to describe.  That's right.  It wasn't plastic or glass but a heavy crystal with a metal base.  Beautiful princess lamps for someone else at 4.99.



Apparently Goodwill has discovered my weakness for cool Target stuff and thriftiness because they buy Target's surplus.  How will I ever kick my addiction!?

Bachelor pad chairs, come to momma....



At just $20-30 a piece I was really sad to leave these.  They were gorgeous!

Oh well, the quest for more will power (or a larger car) continues...


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Yesterday, I heard something on TV (or illegally streamed tv shows) that lit some sort of internal light bulb.  I just had to share with you.  The always wise Sheldan said, "If it makes you feel any better, in 100 years, you'll be dead and none of this will matter.".  You're welcome.  Uplifting?  No.  True?  Yes.  No matter how huge our problems are they are tiny compared the infinite complexity of the universe.  In other words, it's time to shake off the stress and go out to shake a tail feather.

Go on, have a great day!  Kick ass and sleep more than necessary my friends!  Have a wonderful weekend.
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Gosh, I love this soup.  I used to make this all the time before I began to get sick.  This is actually the first time I make it in five years.  It's rich and creamy, and nothing makes my heart melt with fat covered happiness more than this on a cold day.  

Now, this isn't the healthiest soup ever made.  It has heavy cream, bacon, and Italian sausage, but this is my definition of comfort food.  I made it as part of my food prep this Sunday.  I save it in small portions and freeze most of it in tiny mason jars for days when I come home so tired that a sandwich and a reheated jar of soup are the only alternative.  

I love to freeze my food.  It keeps me from having to cook all the time (and greatly reduces the chances of me burning food).  

I made some small changes to this recipe.  I add the whole bunch of kale that I bought and used real bacon instead of bacon bits, a whole package to be precise.  Enjoy!




**For a low FODMAP alternative, simply omit the onions and garlic, like I do.  I promise it will still taste great, but, as we all know, everything is infinitely more delicious with loads of onions and garlic.**


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A couple of weeks ago I went out with some girlfriends to a place called Pinot's Palette.  Pinot's Palette is a place where elegance and refined tastes mesh in an elegant dance that enthrall the senses... Or rather it rocks your world by letting you paint a canvas all the while getting smashed and giggling with girlfriends.  



No doubt that, when you leave, you think that Picasso can basically bow down to the master... Only to find that someone has replaced your masterpiece with something a blind colorblind person could do better on the sober morning after...

And while I usually do not drink because alcohol tastes like the soul of a puppy-killer,  I changed my mind on that day.  For the first time, I actually tasted really delicious wine.  Feast your eyes on the most delicious happy-maker I have ever found.  

We had the best time!  May I suggest that the location get petite friendly aprons that don't reach past the knees....





**Disclaimer**  I apologize for the blurry pictures.  One simply cannot be asked to hold a camera steady after finishing a cup of wine.  Yep, I go hard....
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