Eggs, part 2

Remember when I made blackened fish with a non-stick pan? Remember when it stank up the whole house? Remember when I woke up the next morning, and *I* smelled like nasty charred seasoning? Even after a shower? Ugh. Yeah, me too.

Gross.

Anyway.

Eggs. Part 2.
(Here is eggs, part 1.)

You were warned. More was coming.

I think this was what started it. My personal own egg craze. I wanted to throw something together quick and the hubbs was eating something of his own. I threw together some bacon, peppers, turkey roast, and eggs, of course. It was delicious.

Remember my turkey roast? Remember my meatloaf? These are major players in this post.

Mm. I make up the turkey roast and keep it in the fridge. This was just seasoned with thyme and olive oil.

This meatloaf I forgot to even put an egg in... just veggies and 2 pounds of ground meat, turkey and beef. :)

One time, I added meatloaf instead of turkey. Oh yum.

One day I was really hungry.

So... turkey, bacon, meatloaf, peppers, and three eggs later...

Oh, for the love.

Then, for a bit more protein, I added turkey to my morning mix with sweet potatoes, onions, and sausage. Well, that was just incredible.

One evening, I cooked up just onions with turkey and eggs. Except I forgot I was going to be around people that night. Yikes. Sorry, folks.

One of the sweet gals from the gym gave me some pork sausage links to try... so I did.

They were quite yummy, but I was not too ecstatic about the corn flour in there. Oh well. Better than a lot of pork sausage, and it was nice to know the origin of the pigs. More on pork sausage later, though.

Just another daily breakfast with about double the amount of sweet potatoes I usually eat. I must have been prepping for a cardio day.

Then, just yesterday, I finally procured my farm-fresh eggs. Ahh.

See that lovely golden color? They match my sweet potatoes!

You better believe this was amazing. :)

I am also back to my U.S. Wellness Meats pork sausage. Seriously guys. This stuff = the bomb. (I just said "bomb" on my blog. Will that get me blacklisted? Investigated? Let's hope not.)

I have ordered three different times from them so far... and no, I'm not affiliated with them, meaning I don't make money if you all order from them. Just an honest review here. Although, I think they do offer an affiliate program.. Hm. Interesting.

Anyway, they produce an amazing email newsletter complete with tips, tricks, recipes, and more. If you follow them on Pinterest, they offer all sorts of Paleo suggestions for their products. They also have super fast shipping, and the meat I've gotten has always been still frozen.

Plus. It. tastes. incredible.

This pork sausage literally is a party in your mouth. Playing all your favorite songs. No Taylor Swift allowed. Black lights included.

And see that list? Pork, salt, rubbed sage, red and black pepper. That's it.

I was really impressed the first time I made this. Every other sausage I have seen is a gray, lifeless color. This is a beautiful pink. Mmm.

I think this alone has turned me into a morning person. Maybe. I still hesitate to call myself that, but it's becoming more true. The clock rolls around to 9:00pm and I start getting antsy to go brush my teeth. Or I fall asleep sitting up. Sad.

But if the sausage is not enough...

Hello, bacon! Not just any bacon. And not just any nitrate-free bacon.

Nitrate-free, sugar-free bacon.

Hey-oh!

Anyway, again, here's the website, please go check them out. They have smartly aligned themselves with not only the Paleo/primal community, but also the CrossFit community. To be honest, there's quite a bit of overlap there. However, I am impressed by companies that know what they are doing in the marketing/promotion/social-media aspect.

They also pride themselves in their grass-fed meats. Read more here about grass-fed meats.

Anyone else hungry now? I think I'll make eggs for supper.... ;)

Walmart.

Let's set the scene.

(PS. Use of the word "black" is for descriptive purposes only. So you know in what way I heard all this. In no way at all am I racist... but maybe there's a reason for some of the common stereotypes.)

Joel's in the car, patiently waiting for me to come out with groceries. He was so patiently waiting that he just had called me to see if I was ever going to escape that place.

Hung up the phone, swung down the next aisle, passed someone, and heard: mmm hmmm. You know, the way black people say that. It might have been that certain expletive they say like that too. The one that starts with D.

He was talking on the phone, nbd, probably was talking to them.

I keep walking. I hear "excuse me?"

I keep walking. I hear "excuse me?" again. Louder.

Uhm what? as I turn around.

How do I find a girl like you? (As he's checking me out up and down) You lookin' good! (Insert something that I can't remember about white hair...) You from here?

Not originally... Iowa.

Many black people in Iowa?

Not so much, no.

So... you probably wouldn't be open to carrying black babies?

(Internal gasp. Hel-lo. Hold up my left hand.) I'm married.

So am I. Don't matter.

Yeah, it does.

Oh, you're happily married?

Very.

Well, marriages break up all the time.

Oh do they? Not ours.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Oh, okay.

And he walks away.


He wasn't creepy, probably 23-25 years old, probably no taller than 5"8", was decent looking, and was dressed fairly nicely, in reality.  But, really? You want me to carry your babies? And ask me three times if I'll give up my marriage?


Wow.

Is my ba-donk-a-donk that big that I'm attracting black guys? I think it's time to hang up the push-up bra and start doing some squats or something.

I was looking all over for my other experience with Walmart on my blog... apparently it happened PB.. pre-blog. Where those Postville (IA) meat-plant raids were happening and they were carting out illegals left and right. And storing them in an auditorium 3 blocks north of our apartment in Iowa. And it's sunny noon as I'm in the Waterloo Walmart. And this Hispanic guy with nasty teeth and a tracking leg-bracelet followed me out to my car. The one time I parked like a mile away. And wouldn't let me put my own potting soil in my trunk. And hardly let me shut the door. And walked my cart back to the store grinning and waving as I speed-locked my doors and flew out of the parking lot.

That one actually required shoe shopping to get past the queasy stomach feeling.

Note to self #4687

Never eat cheap sushi.

Never.

Laugh for the day.

Hee hee.

65 things...

... that I've probably thought about before, knowing me.

1. First thing you wash in the shower?
my hair

2. What color is your favorite hoodie?
My white zip-up hoodie from HCC

3. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again?
I sure would. That would be wonderful right now. :)

4. Do you plan outfits?
Obviously.

5. How are you feeling RIGHT now?
Good... just finished some more juice for lunch. I also made myself a small chicken breast on the George Foreman that I had marinated in spices, ranch dressing, and olive oil since yesterday.

6. Whats the closest thing to you that's red?
... a chip clip. Random.

7. Tell me about the last dream you remember having?
Eek. I haven't remembered a dream in a long time. But I think it was that one where Joel and I were uhm, ya'know in a corridor of a sky-rise hotel overlooking this huge city.

8. Did you meet anybody new today?
nope.

9. What are you craving right now?
nothing, actually. I'm not really hungry. Chips and salsa always sound good though.

10. Do you floss?
*shame* about twice a year, three if I happen to go to the dentist.

11. What comes to mind when I say cabbage?
Ew. that would make disgusting juice.

12. Are you emotional?
Mmm. Yup.

13. Have you ever counted to 1,000?
What? No. But I did hear from the fml.com that this 24-yr old guy actually counted the number of licks to get to the inside of a tootsie roll pop.

14. Do you bite into your ice cream or just lick it?
both

15. Do you like your hair?
Sure. It's pretty versatile and isn't falling out anymore since I started using this natural shampoo and conditioner.

16. Do you like yourself?
Yup. And we're starting to be buddies with the scale, too. Woo hooo!

17. Would you go out to eat with George W. Bush?
Why not... I respect the man, and he'd probably be interesting to talk to.

18. What are you listening to right now?
The sound of my dehumidifier in the basement.

19. Are your parents strict?
In some ways.. I think they're about perfect in that department for me.

20. Would you go sky diving?
YES!

21. Do you like cottage cheese?
Mmm hmm. Love it. Every single morning.

22. Have you ever met a celebrity?
Er. No. I grew up in Iowa, remember? But I did meet a really famous photographer in Madison earlier this year.

23. Do you rent movies often?
Eh. That get's expensive.

24. Is there anything sparkly in the room you're in?
Sparkly? No.

25. How many countries have you visited?
Canada, Mexico... I'm not very well traveled.

26. Have you made a prank phone call?
Actually, no. Is it fun?

27. Ever been on a train?
Nope.

28. Brown or white eggs?
White...?

29.Do you have a cell-phone?
Love my crack-berry!

30. Do you use chap stick?
All the time.

31. Do you own a gun?
No.. should have bought one before the O-man raised the taxes on those.

32. Can you use chop sticks?
My feeble attempts probably don't fit the word "using" very well.

33. Who are you going to be with tonight?
Myself. :(

34. Are you too forgiving?
Not really... quite the opposite, actually.

35. Ever been in love?
:D

36. What is your best friend doing tomorrow?
Working... and not around home.

37. Ever have cream puffs?
My darling Grandma Baseman... I love your cream puffs!

38. Last time you cried?
It's been a little while. I'm proud of myself for sending Joel out the door without breaking down!

39. What was the last question you asked?
I don't remember, something to Jeanine on the phone earlier.

40. Favorite time of the year?
Summer.. forever and always.

41. Do you have any tattoos?
Nope.

42. Are you sarcastic?
Never.

43. Have you ever seen The Butterfly Effect?
nope

44. Ever walked into a wall?
All the time. Say, is this a good time to bring up my novel idea about rounded walls in houses?

45. Favorite color?
What? I have to pick just one?

46. Have you ever slapped someone?
Hmm.. seriously? I don't think so.

47. Is your hair curly?
Le sigh.

48. What was the last CD you bought?
bought? Probably my Cold Play one that's like 5 years old.

49. Do looks matter?
Of course. But other things matter more.

50. Could you ever forgive a cheater?
Let's not test it.

51. Is your phone bill sky high?
Not really.. although, I'm not enjoying the extra $$ for the data plan.

52. Do you like your life right now?
I really do. I wish I had a job though.

53. Do you sleep with the TV on?
Ew. No. Two fans.

54. Can you handle the truth?
I sure hope so.

55. Do you have good vision?
Depends on how old my contacts are.

56. Do you hate or dislike more than 3 people?
Oh most likely.

57. How often do you talk on the phone?
When Joel's here, not that much, actually.

58. The last person you held hands with?
:) Joel.

59. What are you wearing?
My sweats from my walk this morning.

60.What is your favorite animal?
Dogs, always. Cats just bother me. I have dog fever sooo bad.

61. Where was your default picture taken?
For blogger? It's an old one from the studios at HCC.

62. Do you have a job?
Le sigh. Soon.

64. What was the most recent thing you bought?
Photoshop. :D Shh. Don't tell Joel. j/k But I'm in love with my new juicer, and that's pretty recent too!

65. Have you ever crawled through a window?
Er. no.

Okay, time to get to work..

It will NOT die!

So here's a cute story about Frank the Wasp.

Tuesday (yesterday) the internet guy was at our house.. great wonderful. Anyway, he must have let in a wasp... and so I noticed it just happily buzzing away by the window by my computer... We'll call him Frank.

eek. So I call Joel and ask him where he was. He's like, on 41, why? "Cause there's this wasp downstairs..." *grimace* *curl up into the fetal position* *tremors of fear*

And he comes home, gets the flyswatter (really, how could a person get that close to a wasp?), and promptly gets it. And puts it in the trash upstairs in the kitchen. My hero.

So today, I get home from my interview, have lunch, go to throw away my napkin... and well, looky-here. Stupid thing is still alive. Guess I won't use that garbage for the rest of the day... good thing we have a garbage can with a lid on it. So he "kills" it again. My hero.

And now tonight after meeting... well, helllooooo, Frank, dearest... and sitting in the same spot as the first time. I shriek, Joel finally hacks on the stupid thing with something metal, and he takes the garbage outside this time.. my hero. :)

DIE, stupid thing! No wonder I hate wasps. I think they can smell fear.



I guess the thing that worries me the most is I would miss hitting them with the fly swatter.. and then I would run away. And then they would attack me. And then all their wasp buddies would come and attack me. And then I would curl up and die, because its my biggest phobia... and I'm such a big wimp so I'd probably have a heart attack. urk. Bugs in general give me the creepies.. but then when they can hurt you?

New Address!

So we're moving, obviously, since I'm going to be done with school here in May.

Goodbye, Waterloo.

I didn't want to put new address information on here as this isn't private, but I wrote a note about it on Facebook, so if you're a "friend" of mine, you can still get that.

:)




Oh, and disgusting experience tonight. I went to Perkins with Lisa after mtg because we both slept too long to have supper beforehand. Our waitress was this greasy 25-ish woman who hadn't washed her hair in a week it looked like. She was obviously under some kind of influence as she was actually sweating on her hands and face, sniffling, and over-compensating with her words/weird actions. I was nearly going to suggest leaving after we ordered... but I held off. Thank goodness the manager person brought us our food and not her. It was bad enough when she came with the tickets.

We hand-sanitized it up and now I'm nursing a Sprite, as I actually felt like I was going to barf when I got home. Ew.

I'm still really grossed out. But at least my stomach is soothed.