July 26, 2013

Goodbye, Tschüss, Adios, Aloha Y'all!

Approximately one year and 19 days ago I married that hunka hunka burning love above.

Newsflash: It's true what "they" say - you really do let yourself go after marriage.

Last night we finally got to eat a piece of our wedding cake. I hope that it tasted better last year. Woof!
TJ and I have spent a majority of the summer apart. He's been up in New York running a hockey camp, and I decided that I wanted to stick around my parent's house for the summer. I miss my brother and sister like crazy while we are away for 7-9 months of the year ... plus my dad keeps the Keurig and Chobani's stocked, so there's really no reason for me to leave. (Hi Dad ;) )

People have passed weird comments, like it's not normal for us to spend time apart during our first year of marriage. Whom whomp. Mind your businass, people. I probably would have dreaded our time apart a lot more if we hadn't booked a trip to Mexico, but we've literally been counting down the days and looking forward to this "First Anniversary" trip for months ... and now we're finally leaving TOMORROW! Yay!

Hasta la vista, baby!

July 25, 2013

Thursday Things

You reap what you sow.

Make ahead frozen daiquiris. Store them in mason jars in the freezer. Genius. 

I wish I started doing this six years ago.

Love this ----> What Inspires Your Blog Posts?

Perfect for wine nights. Crescent roll, slice of brie, tart apple, pecan, drizzle of honey. Bake at 375 for 13 minutes. YUM.

Everyone who has ever pissed me off in life - you've been absolved. 
Read: 10 Reasons To Forgive The Person You Hate The Most.

Swooning over this $30 DIY IKEA Hack Bar Cart from Blush & Jelly
find more IKEA hacks here



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July 19, 2013

Real Talk // Living The (Hockey Wife) Life ...

I wrote a post a little over a year ago titled Girl VS. Girl, Why Can't We All Just Get Along.

You won't find that post anywhere in my archives because I swept through this blog back in September and deleted a handful of posts that I either didn't want to represent me, I didn't want to remember, or in this particular situation, I didn't want to give certain people the gratification in print any longer that they made my life a living hell.

To repaint the post with a few quick brushstrokes, I wrote about this crazy situation between myself and another "hockey wife" that happened two seasons ago. I was the victim of her torment and actually had to consider taking a restraining order out on her ... but I didn't ... because, well, she was the wife of one of TJ's teammates, and it was just this really awful, awkward situation to be put in at the time.

And no, unfortunately I can't make this type of crazy up, people.

Anyways, there is a reason why I'm bringing this shittastic moment from my life back up again.

This past hockey season I noticed a change within myself. I went from being the girl who always organized the appetizer and wine nights with the girls while the guys were on the road, and the girl who always coordinated the carpools and dinner dates before home games ... to becoming a girl who passed on every single "girls night" this year because I "had to work." 

I casually withdrew myself from the group, but in reality, I had very little desire to even attempt trying to become friends with another "hockey wife" ever again. 

Honestly though, could you really blame me?

Because in addition to the aforementioned situation, I've also dealt with three other vicious acts by my "fellow hockey wives":

1.) A hockey girlfriend creating a website posing as me that bashed all of the other wives and girlfriends on the hockey team.

2.) A hockey wife calling me at 2:30am ruffling my feathers with a lie that TJ had girls in his hotel room while on a road trip.

3.) A Captain's wife successfully scheming with her husband to urge management to release TJ from a tryout with a team in Germany, because I'm very good friends with one of the girls who was there, whom she had a falling out with, and so, she did not want my friend to have another friend on the team.
Again, I seriously can't make this shit up even if I tried.

Now, I'm not insinuating that all "hockey wives" are crazy, it just so happens that I've bumped into one or two ... or three ... okay, fine, four. In six hockey seasons. And I'm scarred. 

Scarred because I've experienced first hand that girls can be crazy bitches. Even I will admit that I can be a crazy bitch sometimes. Because women know how to hurt other women. I think it's a part of our genetic makeup, like a primal instinct that's instilled in us from when we used to have to bash each other over the head with a wooden club to prove who was the better mate. Except now, instead of bashing each other with clubs, we bash each other with hate, unkind words, malicious gossip, spreading rumors, social shunning, cyber-bullying, and emotional abuse. Did I really just go there? I think I did.

Okay, anyways ... so where was I going with this again?

Oh, right ... to tell you about this necklace and incredibly touching card that I received from a "fellow hockey wife" whom I haven't even actually met before in real life. 

That's right - we've never "been on the same team," and yet we are the same team - we root for each other, support each other, and wish nothing but the best for each other - like how women should be. She sent me the Hamsa in hopes that it will bring me good luck, health and happiness in the coming months, as she's well aware of the struggles that I've faced over the past few months that I've tucked behind me.

And this, my lady friends, is who we should all aspire to be like when we grow up.

As cheesy as this sounds - her kind and gentle heart has literally restored my faith in women. I'm no longer afraid to go out on a ledge and befriend someone anymore. I'm actually looking forward to meeting the girls this year - and who knows, hopefully making a lifelong friend or two.

So, in closing:

Dear Every Woman Who Is Reading This Blog Post Right Now,

I challenge you to "pay it forward" to another woman today, and to keep the beautiful gift of kindness that I recently received flowing. Even if it's something as simple as complimenting another woman's cute shoes, or noticing that she's having a great hair day and telling her so. Be genuine. Brighten another woman's day ... just because. Support her, encourage her, start a conversation with her and actually listen to her. Turn the spotlight onto someone else and celebrate her accomplishments, poise, grace, humor, opinions, or career. Treat her the way that you want to be treated. And most importantly, I challenge you to stop viewing the next woman that you meet as your competition or enemy, and instead - consider the possibility that you're meeting a potential best friend.


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July 16, 2013

Cupcakes & Sangria

Is anyone else still on holiday mode, or is it just me?

Here's what I've been up to the past couple of weeks:
(aka, a whole lot of nothing special to report)

1.) Getting my artsy fartsy on
2.) Raspberry Lemonade Cupcakes
3.) Slow but steady wins the race. My time is improving though, yay!
4.) Marylou's Coffee = amazing.
5.) Our first anniversary ♡
6.) $5 shorts from Walmart. Me so fancy.
7.) A quick weekend getaway to Cape Cod with mi amigas
8.) Strawberry Lemonade Sangria = dangerously delicious
9.) Yes.

Raspberry Lemonade Cupcakes
Raspberry Cupcake Ingredients:
1 Box Betty Crocker Super Moist Lemon Cake Mix
1 3oz Box Raspberry Jello
1 cup water
1/2 cup coconut oil (or vegetable oil)
3 eggs

Raspberry Cupcake Directions:
Heat oven to 350F for shiny metal or glass, 325F for dark or nonstick
Place cupcake liners in pan
Combine Lemon Cake mix and Raspberry Jello mix in a large bowl
Add water, oil, and eggs to dry mix. Beat on low for about three minutes
Pour batter into cupcake liners (I used a 1/3 cup measuring cup to fill)
Bake for 15-20 minutes
Let cool, then frost with Lemon Cream Cheese frosting

Lemon Cream Cheese Frosting Ingredients:
1 stick of butter, softened
1 8oz package of cream cheese, softened
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
2 cups confectioners sugar
Zest from 1 lemon
Juice from 1 lemon

Lemon Cream Cheese Frosting Directions:
Cream together butter and cream cheese
Add vanilla, mix well
Slowly add in confectioners sugar
Add lemon zest and juice, mix well
Transfer to pastry bag (or, I used a plastic baggy) and decorate cooled cupcakes


Strawberry Lemonade Sangria
Strawberry Lemonade Sangria Ingredients:
2 large bottles of sweet white wine (I used Barefoot Moscato)
1 quart lemonade
8oz triple sec
2 sliced lemons
24oz frozen strawberries
1 liter seltzer water (I used Polar Lemon flavor)

Strawberry Lemonade Sangria Directions:
Combine moscato, lemonade and triple sec in large container/beverage dispenser. Stir well
Add sliced lemons and frozen strawberries
Let "marinate" for a minimum of 4 hours
Right before serving, add the seltzer water for a bubbly pop
(p.s. - don't be afraid to chow down on the strawberries, they are my favorite part!)


Annnnnd, that's all she wrote. 


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July 12, 2013

Run And Hide Your Crazy And Start Actin' Like A Lady ...

Real Talk:

I've mentioned here before that it really annoys me that the only time I ever really receive any type of feedback on my blog posts is when something awful happens in my life, or I have something to really bitch about, and I share it with the world. 

Exhibit A: Life Lately According To My Third Glass Of Wine
Exhibit B: Eventually I Will Be Okay, Just Not Today
Exhibit C: Thoughts On Blogging

But, I get it ... those personal stories and feelings that I share here are what makes me real and what make me relatable. 

They also make me very vulnerable to judgement though, and sometimes that scares me. 

A recipe or DIY project doesn't really relate to everyone who comes here ... so I'm wondering, what is it that makes you come here every day/week/month/year? ;)

What do you want to see more of here? What do you want to see less of here?

De-lurk, my blog friends!

As much as I make this space my own personal happy place, it's also a place that many people visit each day, so it's important to me that I'm publishing content that also interests you, too.

So, spill it. I'm heading to The Cape this weekend and I better return to some feedback!! ;)

Have a good weekend, friends.


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July 9, 2013

Forecast For Today: Unproductive With A Chance Of Dicking Around

I have another "case of the Mondays" ... on a Tuesday.

Plus, I have my favorite pair of sassy shorts on right now, so this is all that you're getting out of me today, sweet blog:

Isn't that the truth.....whomp whomp. 

You can find more of my favorite funnies on my Pinterest board HERE.


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July 5, 2013

Just Take My Word For It ... I'll Spare You The Picture Of My Ass.

I'm milking a bit of a hangover, as well as a bright red, sunburnt bum today. 

Let this be your friendly reminder to wear sunscreen, friends. 

(Just take my word for it ... I'll spare you the picture of my ass!)

My agenda for this weekend includes:

1.) One of my favorite parts of the offseason - listing our unneeded stuff on eBay
2.) Painting a canvas or two
3.) Reading by the pool (are you reading a good book right now? which one?)
4.) Finding a few cute bikinis for Cancun (suggestions are welcome!)
5.) Shutting off my iPhone push notifications and enjoying each day to the fullest

What do you have planned for the weekend?


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July 3, 2013

Ten (Easy!) 4th Of July Inspired Recipes

YOU ... ya YOU, the one who is going to a 4th of July BBQ and has no idea what to bring.

You're welcome.
I've collected ten (easy!) red, white and blue recipes to inspire your creativity. 

Some of these are no bake or easy bake, while others are stab 'em with a popsicle stick and throw some sprinkles on 'em, wam-bam-thank-ya-ma'am, enjoy. Each of them are festive people pleasers, and the best part is that a few of them only take minutes to prepare!

Patriotic Ice Cream Sandwich PopsRed White and Blue Ice Cream ConesNo Bake Firecracker Bites, Cream Filled Strawberries, 4th Of July Fruit WandsPretzels AmericanaFrozen Bananas, Firecracker Cupcakes
Star Cut Out Rice Krispie TreatsSprinkle Brownie Bars



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July 2, 2013

Kaffee with Kym

If I invited you over for coffee today, you'd see me in all my glory - sans makeup, hair thrown on top of my head, and you may question if my oversized mug has become an extension of my hand.

I'd tell you that I should have thought about this whole "Kaffee with Kym" thing months ago when we were living in Germany (since coffee is kaffee in Germany), but to just go with it.

I'd ask for your advice about something that weighs heavy on my heart. We'd begin by talking about the whole Paula Deen situation, and I'd tell you that I've become sick and tired of ignorant people judging others based on the color of their skin, sexual orientation, or where they come from. I've been an outsider in another country, and I suppose it's made me more open to and accepting of others ... or,  I just have a kind, human heart. I'd ask for your advice on how to stop people from passing these types of comments in front of me, especially if they are family or a friend? The judgmental words, jokes and insinuations make me uncomfortable, sad and angry - but I believe that if you don't have anything nice to say to not say anything at all - so, I never do. But I want to say something. I want to question why these people are so judgmental and flat out ignorant ... but I don't like confrontation. So, what would you do? What do you do in these situations?

I'd tell you about a man who I worked with years ago, who was in a fatal motorcycle accident a couple of weeks ago. He was returning from a benefit for a young boy who was shot by his father before watching his sister be shot dead, and then his father turning the gun on himself. Chad, the man in the motorcycle accident, updated his Facebook status about three hours before his unfortunate accident, with the words: "Life is precious and should be appreciated as such!!!" I've been looking at his last Facebook update frequently - while his words were in reference to the young boy's benefit, they became strong, lasting parting words - life is precious, and it should be appreciated as such because it clearly can be taken from you at any moment.

I'd also tell you, on the same eerie token, about my father's psychic reading from last week when my family went to the beach. The psychic told my dad that she saw that I had a miscarriage, and to let me know that there is nothing that I could have done differently because that spirit wasn't meant to visit earth yet, and that a new baby would be here soon. I usually brush psychic-stuff off as a crock of crap, but that's creepy, huh?

I'd then lighten up a bit and ask you if you have any 4th of July or summer vacation plans, and I'd tell you that I can't wait to head to the Cape with friends next weekend, and then to Cancun with TJ at the end of the month.

I'd tell you that we should do this more often, thank you for being a good friend, and invite you back real soon.


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July 1, 2013

Hello July // Goals

Did June FLY by for anyone else?

I really hope that July and August slow down just a bit, but I fully understand that it's up to me to savor each moment and make the most of each day that is presented to me.

This month I'm hoping to:

1.) Find the fun in blogging again
2.) Continue working out at least 4 days per week
3.) Paint a few canvases for our apartment in Denver
4.) Run at least 30 miles
5.) Knock off a few things on my Summer To-Do List
6.) Sign up for a 5K
7.) Contact a few pet shelters in Denver to discuss volunteering
8.) Actually complete the July Photo A Day challenge 

What are you looking forward to this month? 
A summer vacation?
Total relaxation?
Tell me in a comment below =)


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