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I made a batch of 5-Minute French Fries earlier this week, smothered the whole plate in mustard (yeh, I like mustard on my fries) and proceeded to chow down to my hearts content. I got halfway through the batch and just couldn’t have another bite. I was stuffed.
POWER POSSE POST BY SUZANNE HENDRIKS I love meeting new people. And, when I meet them? I know that there is no thought in their mind that I battled with a life threatening disease. 10 years ago, I was an energy filled, saucy university student who happened to go to the doctor for a stomach…
I love enjoying food. Like, taking my time preparing a bunch of different sides, salads and entree options with not a care in the world. Like, sitting leisurely as I pick away at my plate. Like, indulging in a simple dessert with absolutely no guilt.
I went through this crazy taco salad phase a couple of months ago, right around my 27th birthday. No matter what I prepared for dinner, what marvelous things I baked for the blog, or the fabulous meals we enjoyed at restaurants, all I felt like eating was taco salad.
Trying something new can be scary, overwhelming and downright mortifying. Unfamiliarity makes our wildly active and fertile imaginations run rampant. The what-ifs start piling up and, before we know it, we have a mental list a mile long of why we can’t move forward with something.
We made it to Calgary! The dogs are ecstatic, we’re overjoyed, and the car is happy to be resting. When I was in Calgary a couple of weeks ago to look for a home for us, little pieces aligned and, miraculously, Kevin and I were able to get our Airdrie home back. The universe works…
Here in Canada, our long weekend was this past weekend. There were barbecues lit up everywhere, the smell of charcoal at every turn, and; because 3 days off warrants a visit from a special friend, Angela made the trek to Montreal to join in the long weekend festivities. We grilled to our hearts content, watched…
There are days where I just feel… unpretty. Days when my clothes are too tight, my hair has a mind of its own, and a ginormous zit has taken up camp on the middle of my chin. Days where I feel awkward, unattractive, and anything but fiercely feminine. Where all I want to do is lounge…
Long weekends are great, aren’t they? I gave myself permission to disconnect from the world for 2.75 days to meditate, sleep in, go outside, and cook. On Friday, I walked to the discount grocery store in search of a new ingredient that I could experiment with over the weekend, something I’d never heard of before….
7 days have passed since I proposed we all try going dairy-free for a week using the resources from my new Done with Dairy Toolkit. I gotta say, I’m so impressed by your enthusiasm and willingness to do the challenge. Head on over to the Done with Dairy Toolkit comments to read what others’ have experienced…