Things I'm loving this week...

1. Orange Roses.
2. This Little Guy, Better Known as Sir Chester...yes, I knighted him at birth.
3. The Obligatory Sbucks.
4. Being Back in the Concrete Jungle.
 
 
Hello kidlets. Sorry for the delayed blog post. I had an allergic reaction to my lunch yesterday and, well, one package of Benadryl later and here I am. 

Pre-throat closing, Sir Chester (my family's lovely white chihuahua) and I spent some "quality time" together...in the bath tub.
Please note the "Jewish" rubber ducky floating in the background...just saying.
Happy Chester, happy life!

As for me, I'm currently focusing on drinking excess fluids as my throat is still very sore. The joys of having massive food allergies. Note to self: do not try and steal fries off your father's plate. You will only wind up in a Benadryl coma. No bueno.
 
 
Whereas tropical storm Isaac came out to play yesterday afternoon/this morning, I decided playing baker/cookie hoarder was a much more amusing (and tasty) way to pass the time. 

One of my favorite cookies, these "shortbread meets sugar cookie meets my lifelong affinity for icing and sprinkles" cookies are not only fun to make, they're also fun to eat...one fishy face at a time.
Oh, and "Team TLM" cookies were obv a necessity as well... 
Happy cookie eating/cookie monster imitating! See ya on the flip side (aka, tomorrow).

Lataaaa.
 
 
 
 
Greeeeeeetings from Florida where the BF and I are currently visiting with my parental units!

[Insert obligatory photo of palm tree here]

After hopping an early morning flight to the sunshine state (and after only eating a stale oat bran muffin and a few handfuls of cheerios at 5 something in the morn at the airport) the BF and I were beyond starving when we arrived at my parents' house later in the morning. So, what's a girl (and her boy) to eat when famished at 10am? A veggie burger egg brunch (plus bread), of course.
Something that the BF and I enjoy on a weekly basis, this eggtastic brekkie is one with not only staying power, but tastebud power as well. Mmmmm-city if you know what I mean (yes, that is the joke I just made. It's bad, I know. But this omelet is amazing so overlook my bad humor and get a'crackin...literally [ba dum dum]).

INGREDIENTS:
(yields 2 servings)

5 Eggs (3 Whole; 2 Whites)
1/2 c. Cottage Cheese
1 Dr. Praeger's Veggie Burger Patty
S & P to taste
Cooking Spray
DIRECTIONS:

1.) Turn stove on to medium high. 
2.)Throw the veggie patty into a nonstick saute pan and cook till first side is brown. Flip. Cook through.
3.) While patty is cooking break the eggs, add cottage cheese, and season with a pinch of salt and a few grinds of pepper. Set aside.
4.) Once patty is cooked, break it up with a spatula. Leave patty pieces in pan.
5.) Spray pan with cooking spray and pour eggs into pan over the patty pieces.
7.) Once eggs begin to solidify (you can see it doing so on the edges), take spatula and loosen edges of omelet. Fold eggs in half.
8.) Allow eggs to cook for a few minutes and then flip eggs over.
9.) Cook till done, serve, and happy egg eating.
 
 
1. My Big Girl Camera (taken with my shiteous iPhone camera).
2. Birthday Cake ...even if it isn't vanilla and vanilla.
3. My CLEAN [for now] Apartment. We'll see how long this lasts.
4. Messy Sock Buns. Also known as: greasy hair gone good...kinda.
5. Love... specifically the one I love. I know, I know: sap attack!! DEAL WITH IT.
 
 
Hello, hello! I am currently in the process of writing my next Huffington Post: Becoming Fearless piece so, in the meantime, I decided to post my last HP article that was published over a month ago (and now you see why I need to focus on writing my next HP article... Oops!). 

If you didn't read it the first time around, well, you suck (kidding!) but enjoy anyways and, if you did read it before, well, I don't know...read it again. Please?! 

Laterrrrrr gators!

Becoming [Fashionably] Fearless

Ask me what my favorite clothing item in my closet is and, no doubt I'll respond by telling you all about these deliciously over the top pair of yellow, leopard print cigarette pants that I randomly picked up discount shopping way back when. I love them and pretty much wear them everywhere—out to dinner with the BF, to work, to the grocery store...to the dentist's office. Actually, for clarification's sake, yesterday was the first time I ever wore them to the dentist's office but, if yesterday's teeth cleaning served as some sort of extended example, than leopard pants do indeed function as appropriate dental patient wear (not that I ever doubted that this was the case but still, good to know). This is especially true seeing how one of the dental hygienists, let's call her Stacy, continued to compliment me on my pants the whole time she was x-raying my chompers.

Now, I know a lot of the time we as women tend to compliment other women's fashion choices only when we don't like what it is that the fashionably fearless are wearing. It's kind of like our way of avoiding the otherwise obligatory "you don't look so cute/what the hell are you wearing" conversation. Personally, I am not a fan of this "lie to one's face" fashion faux pas phenomenon, but that's neither here nor there. So, in knowing that girls can be mean (not that that's anything new), I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't somewhat skeptical of Stacy's casual commentary. Did she really like my pants, or was she just complimenting my wild (literally) wardrobe wear because she was so repelled by them that she didn't even know what to say other than "love the pants!"?

Sincere or not, Stacy's feelings about my pants are not about to stop me from indulging in my leopard loving ways. Why? Because I don't dress for my boyfriend, parents, grandparents, clients, boss, neighbors, dental hygienist, and so on. I dress for one person and one person only: myself! I dress in clothes that make me feel happy, confident, and fabulous. And why shouldn't I? It's my body, my money, my choice

I guess what I'm trying to say here is, stop dressing in a way that puts the opinions of others over your own. Fashion is a form of self-expression, so express who you are. This doesn't mean you need to dress in designer labels, bodacious prints, or streamlined silhouettes. What it does mean is that you should not dress in fear; do not not wear something because you are fearful of what others will think. Besides, who really cares? Come to think of it, it's the people who dress in a way that resembles their individual personalities and spirit that tend to be the ones who we as outsiders looking in perceive to be most confident, most self-assured--most fearless. 

So, next time you get dressed, put on something that makes you feel your very best. Put on something that screams YOU! Remember, you don't need permission to wear the clothes you like. All you need is a little courage and a desire to become [fashionably] fearless. 
 
 
Like most bitches, I heart froyo. It's frozen, it's yogurty...it's delicious. 

Here in DC, as with most big cities, there are a $h!t ton of places where one can get his/her froyo fix. Some places serve custard-style froyo whereas other stores opt for a more icy meets soft serve variety. Some places are self-serve while others fill your froyo [pimp] cup for you. And, most importantly, some froyo shops charge extra for toppings, while others allow you to layer the rainbow sprinkles, gummi bears, and shredded coconut on for free. So, who has the best tasting froyo and where can you get the best frozen yogurt bargains? Well, as a part-time frugu (that is meant to mean "froyo guru") I have compiled my list of the top five froyo franchises in the district.
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5. FroZenYo

Texture: Creamy
Toppings: Self-Serve
Cost: By Weight
My Thoughts: If you like creamy, "fun flavored" froyo like cake batter, red velvet and mint chocolate chip, then FroZenYo is likely right up your tastebud alley. BUT (and that's a big but), if you are like me and prefer euro tart or something with less chemicals, then FroZenYo is probably not the best choice. That said, FroZenYo does do well in the "bargain category" in the sense that they do sell 29 cent bottles of water as well as the fact that the hot fudge and caramel sauce station (if you're into that) is located past the registers and can be loaded on after you pay making these two weight inducing toppings free.

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4. Sweet Green

Texture: Icy
Toppings: Comes with 3 "small" scoops of your topping of choice
Cost: $4 Small / $6 Large
My Thoughts: I like the tangy to sweet taste of Sweet Green's froyo, however the texture is a little too icy for my tastebuds. That said, I do like the fact that toppings are included seeing how, if it's not self serve, a tablespoon of blueberries will likely spike the cost by $0.50 or even $1.00. 

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3. Yogi Castle

Texture: Icy meets Creamy meets a smidge more Icy
Toppings: Self-Serve (endless options)
Cost: By Weight
My Thoughts: My boss is actually the one who introduced me to Yogi Castle. It's her favorite and, for a long while, was my favorite as well. One of YC's best qualities, besides the fact that there is one located a few blocks away from my apartment, is the fact that "all Yogi Castle frozen yogurts proudly bear the Live and Active Cultures seal of National Yogurt Association." Obviously this means you can eat more of it. #FroyoWin

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2. Pinkberry

Texture: Perfection
Toppings: Expensive. Behind Counter.
Cost: Arm and a Leg
My Thoughts: I know, I know...Pinkberry, how cliche of me. Then again, there's a reason Pinkberry is so big and the reason is because it's soooo good. It's creamy without being overly rich tasting and it's tangy without being tart. Personally, I am a big fan of their strawberry flavor sans toppings. Then again, I'm a Jew (and therefore cheap) and don't want to pay extra for said toppings. Oh, and for the record, Pinkberry also has the "Live and Active Cultures" seal, in case you were wondering.

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1. IceBerry

Texture: Again, Perfection.
Toppings: Pricey. Behind Counter.
Cost: Up there, but not soooo up there that I'm turned away.
My Thoughts: I didn't discover IceBerry until recently and let me just tell you, it's one of the best things that has ever happened to me. It's tangy and ends on a sweet (but not too sweet) note. Best of all, it reminds me of Bloomingdale's froyo (i.e. Forty Carrots...but that's a whole other NYC Edition post) which, for this Washingtonian, is an amazing feat. 

 
 
...did you miss me?!
Actually, don't answer that question. Just read. Gracias.

It's been a glorious two days since I made my last blog-y appearance and guess what, I'm feeling (and thinking) better than ever. Halle-freakin-lujah!

So, what's been going on with me in the past two days? Well, first I had jury duty on Tuesday. Always a party and a half. Then, on Wednesday, I made my apartment aesthetically pleasing (i.e. brought in some old but new-to-this-apartment furniture, hung up some artwork, added my own personal work space, and finally put some flowers the BF gave me in a vase). It's funny how when your "home" is in order, you feel in order. At least that's what happened to me. That said, I'm sure you've noticed the new little sidebar "hello" blurb (or maybe you haven't, but now you know to look there). A new "about" page is on its way as well. Essentially, things are looking up over here at TLM headquarters (also known as the small corner of my studio apartment) and I'm so happy to be back. 
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TLM headquarters (aka, snazzy central)
Oh, and I promise to not leave you stranded like that ever again...at least not for a long, long while.
 
 
Dearest TLMers,

I've been trying to write my next Huffington Post: Becoming Fearless blog post all morning. I've tried to write at Starbucks, in the lobby of my apartment building, in my apartment in my apartment building (well that one was obvious), but no matter where my laptop and I go, my writer's block continues to persist...as does my mental bashing. 

It's been about a month since my last article was published and, in that time, I have come across a plethora of inspiring scenarios, the likes of which include a certain New York Times article and the fact that one of the main characters on Political Animals is bulimic. I've started to write countless posts discussing these topics and more but alas, I am unable to finish each and every one of them. So, what's going on with me? Truthfully, I have no idea. Really, I have none. What I can tell you is that sometimes mental clarity is hard to come by and, right now, my mind is struggling (re: last week's umbrella piece).

For now, let me leave you with this: over the next few days, TLM will probably be going through some formality changes. I have some new ideas in terms of TLM's overarching theme as well as my goal(s) with The Life Muse. In the meantime, I'm trying to have fun; I'm trying to keep my mind off of the fact that, as a writer, I'm having trouble writing. So, if you will, keep your fingers crossed that my mental clouds clear and clarity resumes. Trust me when I tell you that we will BOTH benefit from it!

All my best,
Linz