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Dance your ass off

I got to go to the Lady Gaga Born This Way Ball last night and let me tell you, that bitch can put on a show!

I got tickets for a friend and myself through It’s basically Priceline for concert and sports tickets I managed to get tickets with a face value of over $80 for $30. It was awesome. And anyone who actually paid $80 for those tickets was insane.

We were literally in the highest row. There was NOTHING behind us. And I had a panic attack when we first got to the seats. I managed to survive with lots of alcohol. LOTS.

The show was fantastic. That woman can sing and dance and her mind is bizarre but it’s fun to watch. So the most random/disturbing/WTF moment was when a giant pair of legs with a VERY pregnant inflatible belly showed up on stage…. and Gaga proceeded to give birth to herself.

I have to say the pregnant balloon was pretty fierce in her fishnets and what I’m pretty sure was a belly button ring. Let’s not forget the zipper labia. Gaga birthed herself through a giant vag and out a zipper pussy. Damn Gina what will you come up with next?

Gaga’s about to give birth to herself!

So I spent a good 2 hours singing my heart out and dancing my ass off.

After the show we decided to hit up Round-Up Saloon. It’s Gaga’s unofficial after show stop in Dallas and one of my favorite bars in the gaybourhood. We stuck around for about 2 hours dancing with a bunch of people including one hot ass chick in leather tights and a spiked bra and a fabulous queen in a red sequined robe and 5″ heels. AHHHH I love the ‘hood.

A little before 2am I decided that I’m too old to be out like that and that I didn’t want to stick around any longer. My friend agreed. We were quite convinced that Gaga would show up as soon as we left but we checked this morning and apparently she didn’t show. Bummer… but I was glad to know that we didn’t leave only for her to show up 3 minutes later.

At any rate the night was super fun. I’m pretty sure I got a good work out. Between walking allllll those steps to my seats at the concert and dancing around all night.

I may have had a few too many cocktails (wish I’d had a kolonapin at the start of the show!) but I countered it by getting off my ass and watching what I ate.

You’re a peach

I mentioned earlier that I was trying some individual peach cobblers. They turned out great. And there were SUPER easy. There are only a few ingredients that are needed. This recipe made enough for two small servings (I used 3″ ramekins for each). 

Individual Peach Cobbler
1/3 C. Bisquick 
1/3 C. Almond Milk
1 snack size Diced Peaches in water (can use fresh or frozen but I’m super lazy)
2 packets Truvia
dash of spices (cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger)


Preheat oven to 350*. Spray ramekins with vegetable oil.

Mix the bisquick, milk, truvia and spices. Spoon about 1/4 c prepared mix into each ramekin. Drain some of the juice from the peaches but leave a little bit. Divided the peaches between the ramekins. Top with the remaining bisquick mixture.

Place on a baking sheet (I used a muffin top pan to keep the ramekins from sliding) and bake for 35-40 minutes.

Remove from oven and allow to cool slightly. Since each of these cobblers come in at only about 108 calories you can splurge with a spoonful of ice cream or whipped cream. YUM!



Delicious single serving peach cobbler 108 calories!




Friends are for Bear Stuff

It’s no secret to my friends that I have a major addiction to online shopping. Especially when it comes to Amazon. It’s why I wasn’t surprised when I came home today and there were giant boxes filled with toilet paper (32 rolls) and paper towels (48 rolls). I was slightly more surprised by the smaller box until I remembered buying some new shoes.

But there was one box that I just couldn’t place. I just couldn’t figure out what it could be. It wasn’t a box of the bras that I had ordered. Probably not the belts either. What the fuck did I order?!?!?!?

Then I noticed the return address. It was from my friend ‘Doodle’ and then I knew I was in for some trouble. I tore open the shipping paper and couldn’t stop laughing. She obviously remembered that I wanted THIS  mounted bear because she sent me (a less dead version). Wait that sounds like she sent me a living bear, and she didn’t. She sent me an INFLATABLE bear head. It was never living. So maybe that actually makes it more dead? At any rate. AWESOME bear head!

Super Cool Wall mountable bear head


It’s awesome. He will soon be keeping Regi comfortable on my living room wall. I’m seeing up a little menagerie in my small apartment and I love it.

Today wasn’t much of a weight loss day. I was running errands and getting my hair done. I love how it looks!

I’m trying out some individual peach cobblers and will be sure to update with the results later. Until then I’m drinking some wine and watching a Drag Race Marathon (can’t wait for the new season to start!).

Hello, my name is Procrastinator

One month after Christmas and I JUST took down my Christmas tree. The Christmas tree that I never finished decorating in the first place. To say I have a procrastination problem is an understatement of epic proportions.

Generally I like to gloss over my procrastination my saying that I work best under the pressure of a deadline, but in cases like taking down my Christmas tree or organizing my linen closet there isn’t the same urgency. At least not for me.

But I’m applying the same attitude I’ve had about working out- just get up and start even if it’s just a few minutes- to my house work and I’m sloooooowly getting my apartment back to looking normal.


For a while there it looked like a Hoarders Started Kit had exploded in my studio apartment. Not a good look.

Ok truthfully it still looks that way because although I’m making myself tackle these projects I’m not going all super cleaning woman.

Yesterday I mentioned to SailorVee yesterday that

As has been said in the past “the journey of a thousand miles begins with one step” it’s overwhelming to think of the thousand miles but it’s not too bad think of one mile. One mile I can do. And tomorrow I can do another mile. And the next day…

I was talking about getting off my ass and getting started with my workouts, but I realized I really should apply it to the rest of my life. Cleaning and organizing my apartment (hell organizing my LIFE) is a huge challenge. But I can take it one task at a time. Today I can put away my Christmas decorations, tomorrow I can clean out my sewing corner, the day after I can organizer my book shelves. It may take a bit longer than if I popped some adderall and went to town, but I’ll get it done.

As Nike says ;Just Do It! (or said, do they still use this slogan?)

No more procrastinating! Probably. Or at least mostly no procrastinating. Or something. Whatever, I’m trying here!

The more they stay the same

Today was my weekly weigh in day. There was no change from last week. Bummer.

On the bright side I hadn’t gained any weight.

Keep the Faith

So I’m trying to remember that the weight isn’t just going to melt away. There will be good days and bad days, weeks where I loose, weeks were I gain (hopefully not many), weeks were the number on the scale doesn’t change. But it’s about more than just that number.

It’s about learning to make smart choices. It’s about finding a healthier and happier me. It’s about getting my ass off the couch and doing something. And I’ve taken steps to make sure that all of those goals are met. I am more than a number!

One of the hardest things for me has been the attitude in my office of  ‘food as a reward’ we get donuts when we’ve had a good week, or pizza for lunch. Someone brings in homemade fajitas for the office because we all pitched in on a difficult situation. Sometimes I cave in and let myself indulge (and maybe even overindulge) but other times I’ve been really good about treating myself to the yums without going overboard… and remembering that I can make up for a caloric breakfast or lunch by sticking to a lighter dinner and going for an extra long walk in the evening.

I’m also super psyched because I now have a membership (and a complimentary one at that!) for the Hilton Anatole’s Verandah Health Club. The place is amazing. They have some awesome amenities like:

  • cardio and strength training
  •  25-meter indoor lap pool
  •  outdoor play pool
  •  ¼-mile secure outdoor track
  •  full court basketball court
  •  racquetball and squash courts
  •  aerobics classroom
  •  boxing gym
  •  kinesis and spinning room
  • whirlpools, steam and sauna rooms

I’m especially excited to get into the pool to swim some laps. With my recent back issues I think it’s just the thing I need (though getting into a swimsuit isn’t high on the list of things I want to do, OH THE HORROR!).  I can’t say I’m not looking forward to using the steam rooms or whirlpools either.

It looks like they have some awesome group classes and the best thing about it is that it’s about 1/2 a mile away. I can walk over when I go during the day though because of the neighborhood I’ll probably drive if I go at night.

I’m ready to put this week behind me a keep heading forward.  Because if I allow myself to quit or even slow down now it’s just means it will take me that much longer when I start back up.




10 things I hate about

well things in general.

  1.  The Escalade parked outside of my apartment with an alarm so sensitive that it goes off if a butterfly farts within 50ft of it. 
  2. People who email me with a neighbor issue FOR THE FIRST TIME saying something to the effect of “It’s gotten to the point where we want to move”. Awesome! How ’bout you let us know about the issue before it gets so bad that you’re about to stab someone and see what we can do to fix it instead of just flat out threatening to move?
  3. Texas’ bipolar weather. It’s hot. It’s cold. It’s a perfect day for a nice walk until OMG WHO TURNED ON THE HEATER (or A/C). I wish that the weather at least pretended to be some what predictable. I feel like they probably don’t pay Texas meteorologists enough. That or they pay shit because you have a better chance of predicting Texas weather by having a drunk monkey throw darts at a list of days of the week, temperatures, and weather events than by getting a degree and trying to actually predict the weather. HELLO mother nature, it’s January, why the fuck is it 76* in my apartment?
  4. Food Trucks. Ok, actually I flippin love food trucks. Especially the ones that park on the block outside my apartment every Wednesday. What I hate is food trucks on the block outside my apartment when I’m trying not to gorge myself like a gluttonous pig. I really wanted the BBQ and Cupcakes from the food trucks.  The succulent aroma was calling to me as I walked my dog (and attempted to loose the extra ass cheek I saw in my pants this morning). I was strong, but just barely.
  5. Hall & Oats. I also don’t actually hate them either. But the satellite station we have to listen to at work pretty much plays all H&O all the time. WTF?  I guess the silver lining is that it isn’t that Will.I.Am/Brittney Bitch song… so Brit’s out of her batshit insane stage and back to emulating Madonna fake British accent and all?
  6. Stupid iPhones with their stupid uber shatterprone screens. What I hate even more is that I want to get this one fixed ASAP (instead of trading in for a more sturdy phone) and I also want an upgrade in Sept.
  7. Booze abstention. So I kinda suck at that anyway since I had 2ish (ok probably 3) glasses of wine tonight. But still. Hate it. Not that I can’t enjoy sober time, but sitting around at 10:30-11pm with out finishing off a bottle of wine is a little sad (or is it more sad that I find it sad that I’m not letting myself drink(much) anymore?)
  8. Dog farts. I was sitting here writing this out when all of the sudden the smell of decomposing fish carcasses assaulted my olfactory senses… in other words, I SMELL SOME STANK! I don’t understand what is going on in her (my dog, Lily’s) stomach that makes such a noxious aroma, but I pretty much want to lock her in the hallway for the night. Good thing she’s cute.
  9. Have I mentioned the fucking Escalade parked outside of my apartment that has THE most annoying car alarm around? I’m pretty sure an alarm shouldn’t go off just because someone looked at your pathetic attempt at auto buying penis enlargement. It didn’t work, and only resulted in a good number of people considering helping each other out when slashing your tires (I don’t condone slashing anyone’s tires… unless the guy fucked your best friend in which case slash away*)
  10. Anyone who would wear this shirt. Thank you Tazer for opening my eyes to the fact that some people think it funny to walk around looking like they’ve entered a contest for ‘largest thing to emerge from a gaping vag’, may I never make their acquaintance.

*probably still not a good idea to slash anyone’s tires no matter how many people think it’s a viable solution.

Something I don’t hate? Mac and Cheese. I lurve me some mac & cheese. My ever growing ass however does not. So tonight I tried something a little different, I switched up a few ingredients and added cauliflower and it ended up at about 200 calories from one (pretty big) serving.


Mac&Cheese (with cauliflower)

  • 1 tbps oil (or margarine or butter)
  • 1tbsp flour
  • 1 C milk (I used almond to reduce calories)
  • 2Oz  Chipotle Gouda shreeded
  • 2Oz Goat Cheese- crumbled
  • Seasoning to taste (salt, salt, salt, nutmeg, paprika…)
  • 1 C cauliflower (I used yellow)
  • 1/2 C whole wheat elbow maccaroni
  • 1/4  C parmesan

Throw the cauliflower and elbow macaroni in boiling water, continue to boil for ~8 mins.

Make a roux (oil/flour). Slowly add warmed milk removing all lumps lower heat and stir to thicken. Slowly add in cheese  and seasonings and stir until incorporated.

Strain pasta/cauliflower mix. Cover with cheese sauce and pour into small baking dish. Top with parmesan cheese and place under broiler for 4-5minutes until bubbly.

Makes about  4 servings. YUM

Not to sound corny

But I have a major crush on polenta right now. I usually grill it for a few minutes and eat it as a side but tonight I decided to try something different. It’s a pretty versatile food and there are hundreds of different ways to cook it.

I’d seen mention of polenta lasagna and was intrigued, but I’ve never given it a try. Until tonight.

It was really good. So good that I wish it were lunch time tomorrow already so that I could have leftovers.




Veggie Polenta Lasagna

  • 1/2 large red onion chopped (4 oz)
  • 3 oz white button mushrooms chopped
  • 1 large zucchini chopped (7 oz)
  • 3 oz fresh spinach torn/chopped
  • 1 tbsp extra virgin olive oil
  • 1 jar of pasta sauce ( I used Kroger brand w/mushrooms)
  • 1 package polenta (I used Frieda’s Sun Dried Tomato & Garlic) sliced in 1/8in pieces (18 pieces)
  • 1 C low moisture part skim mozzarella shredded (divided)
  • 1/2 C shredded formaggio trio: parm/asiago/romano (divided)

Pre-heat oven to 350*

Chop Veggies

Cover bottom of an 8X8 casserole dish with 1/2 C jarred pasta sauce. Set aside.

In a sauté pan heat olive oil and add zucchini, onion and mushrooms and cook until they start to soften.

Add spinach and stir to wilt

Add in jarred pasta sauce, reduce heat and allow to simmer for 10 minutes. You may need to add a bit of water if the sauce is too thick.

Meanwhile slice the polenta in 18 same sized pieces (about 1/8″). Layer 9 pieces on bottom of dish on top of sauce. Cover with half of the veggie/sauce mixture. Top with 1/2 cheese mixture (1/2 C mozzarella, 1/4 cup parm mix).

Layer 9 more polenta pieces. Repeat with sauce and cheese.

Cover and bake for 30 minutes. Uncover and bake an additional 15 minutes. Broil for a minute or two to allow cheese to brown.

This is the hardest part here… allow to cool a bit before cutting so it doesn’t fall apart into a delicious but formless pile of what could have been polenta lasagna!

This will make 6 servings (4 if you prefer large pieces!)


This ‘lasagna’ will run you about 270 calories per serving (400 if you’re like me and prefer a HUGE piece). It was definitely a good meal although it ended up more veggie/polenta heap rather than lasagna. Totally worth making though1

Veggie Polenta Lasagna

Not all it’s cracked up to be

Today was my day off. I had a few things planned.

  • Return some clothes to the mall.
  • Do some supplementary grocery shopping
  • visit my sister and her kids
  • get my weekly breakfasts made
  • take down the Christmas tree I only half put up in December
  • clean my pig sty of an apartment

I did exactly one of those things.

I mostly slept.

I haven’t been getting the best sleep lately. Between my back issues which made it difficult to get comfortable and my general erratic sleep patterns I’ve been tossing and turning and waking up exhausted.

Today I woke up early (at least for a day off) and fiddled around doing a whole lot of nothing. I did however manage to make my breakfast biscuits for the week (and next too). I switched it up a bit this time and made 6 with canadian bacon (200 calories each) and 6 with turkey sausage. I had received my whoopie pie pan (also muffin top pan) last week and this was the first chance to try it out for cooking the egg whites for the sandwiches  It worked perfectly. The eggs were the perfect size for the english muffins!

But pretty much as soon as I was finished with that I took a 4 1/2 hour nap starting at about 11. When I woke up at 3:30 I was of course exhausted and not really in the mood to run a bunch of errands.

I sat around for a while watching old episodes of Fringe and trying to get the energy to do SOMETHING.

A bit ago I decided I could at least take my dog for a walk. So I put my sneakers on, grabbed my phone and headphones, put the leash on Lily and started on a walk.

I had just walked through the stairwell door when my headphones got stuck on the doorknob pulling my phone out of my pocket and sending it careening into the concrete floor where the screen proceeded to shatter into tiny pieces. AWESOME.


Not my phone but pretty much what mine looks like at the moment 😦

I finished taking her on a walk anyway and let her run around the dog park for a while too. So she’s nice and happy and I’m bummed and still incredibly sleepy.

Of course I’m sure that as soon as I try to lay down to go to sleep tonight I’ll be wide awake until 4am.

Yup, this day was definitely not one of my bests. Hope you all fared better than my poor phone.

Bear Stuff (and you know, other things too)

New weekend, new vices.

I went to the Stars game last night with a friend. It was a blast. We walked to and from the American Airlines Center (which is just about a mile away from me) so I felt that mitigated the beers I had at the game. Right? I’m not a huge hockey fan at all but it was still fun and made even better because they WON! Go Stars! Of course we didn’t see the last 4 minutes because I was super hungry and because my ass was wet due to someone (not naming names) knocked my beer over and it soaked my left butt-cheek.

After the game we were planning on trying out the new coffee shop near me called Ascension. However when we walked in they let us know that the kitchen would be “closing fairly soon”. Bummer. Both because we didn’t know if that meant, sit down and order quickly (they were still open for at least 2 more hours) or if he was saying “unless you just want a drink you should probably leave” we decided to just leave.

So instead we went next door to the Moth. I knew we’d get good food there and their kitchen definitely didn’t close at 10! All the walking to and from the AAC may have made up for the beers I drank, but I’m not sure that it covered the zucchini chips and the half a loaf of french bread I devoured after the game. But you can’t eat mussels, with all that yummy sauce, without bread to soak it all up! That my dears is a fact. It’s just not possible. Or if it is possible, it shouldn’t be. Eating mussels without something to soak up all that saucy goodness is a travesty.

Then today I met up with some friends with the intent to go wedding gown shopping for one of the girls. We got a little distracted with some delicious pizza from Il Cane Rosso in Deep Ellum and then some wonderfully fun vintage stores and decided we’d save dress shopping for another day.


  Me and Kristy enjoying mimosas

We hit up Dolly Python on Haskell which was SO MUCH fun… though the store did leave us feeling a bit claustrophobic  They have some awesome vintage clothes (and some that had us a bit confused) and some fantastically eclectic items for your home. There was an amazing mounted bear wearing both a fez and a boxing glove that I wanted with all of my being. I think he would look great next to Regi (my elephant- remind me to tell you that story sometime) but I think my dog would probably be freaked out… and truthfully, waking up with a boxing bear starring down at me probably wouldn’t do much for my anxiety.


He’s not wearing the fez in this picture which is disappointing but he’s still pretty awesome right? I think I’d name him Oscar.

Alas, I left without the bear. He’s probably out of my price range, if he’s even for sale, because honestly I don’t think I’d be willing to part with him if he were mine! I did see several items of clothing that I may need to go back for later. They weren’t quite my style, but I have some ideas of how to make them into something I’d love. I start my sewing class again in February (and I added an alterations class as well) so I’m really excited to start some new projects.

After Dolly’s we went to a few more fun stores and then headed to Greenville Ave for a snack at Blue Goose and then finally finished our girls day out with some manicures.

We wen’t to A N Nails on Greenville because they have the BEST prices AND they do a great job. We didn’t have time for a pedicure as well, but a mani/pedi combo usually runs $32! I know right?

And that would be where out day ended except that the nail salon was two doors down from Condom Sense and what girls day out is complete without a sex store shopping trip? We mostly looked at the peen decorations for Lorna’s bachelorette party (is it Oct yet?) and there may or may not have been some risqué purchases 😉

It was a great weekend with some great girls and I’m not going to worry too much about the not so great for me eating I did these past two days. The indulgences today should last me through the week, but I have some yummy things planned for dinners that won’t have me breaking the scale next weigh in!

Hope everyone else had an equally awesome weekend!

I pretty much lost a fat newborn

Last week it was a small puppy. This week (well the two weeks combined) it was a chubby baby.  4 more pounds this week for a total of 9LBS! NINE!  27ish years ago I was born and weighed in at a 9lbs. I was quite the chunker but soooooo cute. I basically lost baby-me.

I was freaking excited to see that loss this morning because with all of my back problems this week I was relying pretty much solely on watching what (and how much) I ate this week.

I guess it didn’t hurt that half the time I had little appetite because of the pain meds.

But I’m nearly completely pain free today. Or at least down to a much more manageable pain level and not a moment too soon because I have plans this weekend and I wasn’t looking forward to laying around in bed any more.

I’m going to the Stars game with some friends tomorrow night. And will probably have a few beers and a good amount of good but not good for losing weight food. So tonight I wen’t a bit healthier with dinner.

I made a fantastic peppered tuna steak with steamed green beans and spinach.

The recipe for this was pretty non-existent  I pretty much just mixed lots of pepper, some cayenne, paprika, and coriander in a shallow dish. I lightly oiled the tuna and then lightly pressed each side into the pepper mix. Then I cooked it in a hot pan for a few minutes on each side. I ever so slightly over cooked my steak because the pan was a bit too hot, but it was still fantastic.

I topped the green beans with some lemon zest and pepper and added a bit of nutmeg to the spinach. It was a great and easy meal. 

pepper crusted tuna steak

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