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Cream Cheese Filled Banana Muffins

8.30.2013
It seems like every recipe I share involves bananas. This will only make the second recipe that I've shared, but still. It involves bananas. Maybe that's because I always by a bundle of bananas with the intention of eating them, but instead I watch them brown on my counter and choose to eat a spoonful of peanut butter instead.


We will just call it a win win though because if it wasn't for those bananas browning then I wouldn't have searched Pinterest for a yummy recipe containing bananas. And I wouldn't be sharing this freakishly amazing recipe from How To: Simplify with you today.



If you enjoy moist, lick your fingers, I can't get enough of these treats, than this is the recipe for you.



Recipe
Makes 12 muffins

Muffins
1 1/2 cup all purpose flour
1 tsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. salt
3 bananas, mashed
3/4 cup white sugar
1 egg
1/3 cup butter, melted
1 tbs. vanilla extract

Cream Cheese Filling
4 oz. cream cheese, softened
1/4 cup sugar
1 egg

Crumb Topping
1/3 cup brown sugar
1/4 cup all purpose flour
1/2 tsp. cinnamon
1 tbs. butter, melted

1. Preheat oven to 375F. Grease muffin pan or line with liners.
2. Combine 1 1/2 cup flour, baking powder and salt.
3. In a separate bowl mash bananas, then beat together bananas, sugar, egg, melted butter, and vanilla.
4. Combine banana mixture with flour mixture until moist and completely combined.
5. Spoon batter into muffin cups (leaving some batter to cover filling for each muffin).
6. Create cream cheese filling by mixing the 3 ingredients. Pour a tablespoon of filling onto the batter in muffin cups.
7. Top muffins with your remaining batter. (Doesn't have to completely cover filling).
8. Make topping using for to mix together ingredients until crumbly. Sprinkle over batter.
9. Bake for 18-20 minutes or until toothpick comes out clean from the center.


Eat your heart out.
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Relax. Life's Too Short For Stress.

8.29.2013

Stress: a state of mental or emotional strain or tension resulting from adverse or very demanding circumstances.

Obviously Roxi has no problem with stress, but it amazes me how easily we can let it work it's way into our lives. I struggle with it daily. It starts with stress then becomes anxiety, which then turns into feeling completely overwhelmed. I know many of you can relate.

Once upon a time my sister-in-law told me she took the word "stress" out of her vocabulary. She refused to let that 6 letter word pass her lips. She found that not even saying the word helped because it was like stress wasn't an option.

So I'm sharing some helpful tips to fight stress. Because let's face it, life is much more glorious without that ugly word.

Spend time in prayer.
This is the ultimate stress reliever. There is nothing better than giving your problems, stressors, and anxiety to the Lord. Letting go and letting God is a difficult thing to do, but when you do it is so rewarding. And what's even better is He wants your problems. He wants you to rely on Him to help you. I find that uplifting. 1 Peter 4:7

Fight it in the gym.
Not only does working out make you feel good about yourself physically, but it's a fabulous way to beat stress. When you work out your body releases endorphins which are chemicals that trigger a positive feeling in your body. Exercise has time and time again been proven to improve self-esteem and lower symptoms of anxiety or depression. So get to it!

Journal.
Writing is an outlet for me hence why I have this blog. Something about sitting here and writing about whatever is on my mind (and you all know that can be random, mildly inappropriate and perhaps boring) is a release for me. Others kick it old school and write in a journal or diary. Nothing wrong with that. Sometimes it's just about the quietness and stillness.

Do Not Disturb.
Picture this. No television/radio/cellphone/Ipad. Quiet house. Your favorite candle lit. A hot bubble bath. And a glass of wine.
I'm relaxed already. 
Maybe for you it isn't a bubble bath, but a nook in your house in your cozy chair with a book. Or your back porch in a lawn chair soaking up the sun. The point is put down the cellphone, social media can wait. Turn the tube off, there is nothing of significance on anyway. Get some alone time. Quite time by yourself is important. Important for you to be a better mom, better wife a better person.

Lists.
Nine times out of ten my stress comes from the overwhelming feeling of what needs to be done. Cleaning, errands, exercise, cooking, laundry, decorating, bible studies, meetings, etc.
We pack our lives full with busy schedules because we don't know what it means to just sit still. I've found that making lists and checking each chore off helps declutter my mind and make me feel accomplished.

Mow The Yard.
Not sure why, but mowing has a very calming effect on me. You too could try it. Your husband might appreciate it :) Just don't change the height of the mowing deck in the middle of mowing the yard. He won't like that.

PS. This post may have just been for me to deal with my own stress. But it's a goo reminder to everyone.

PPS. You should probably come back tomorrow because sometimes my outlet is baking and I may or may not have hit a home run this go around. And by that I mean I totally hit a home run.

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Emerald Peplum

8.27.2013


Hi lovelies! Yesterday was a gorgeous day here in the good ole' state of Tennessee. Right now the mornings start off slightly chilly, but full of sunshine and it gets progressively warmer as the day goes on. I could get used to it after all the rain we had this summer.

Sunshine is good for the soul. Nothing like an au natural mood enhancer.

It was so gorgeous outside it made me happy enough to put on something other than my pj's. Fancy that! Well that and the fact that I had a dentist appointment and a coffee date with some girlfriends. I figured after I got my teeth cleaned it was only fitting that I stained them back with a delicious dirty chai. Either that or I new I wasn't going to have a single cavity and I thought it necessary to reward myself.


If you have never had a dirty chai you should probably go put on your clothes (assuming you stay in your pj's with no bra like moi), get in the car and drive to your nearest coffee shop and order one. Seriously. You can thank me later.

Anyway back to my outfit. This emerald color makes me swoon.


I am in love with this bag. It was my purchase for Fall. It's the perfect Fall color in my opinion and it's a good staple to have. Not to mention it's large enough to hold my every necessity. PS. I have a lot of necessities.



Shirt: Liz Claiborne //Shorts: Banana Republic //Flats: Just Fab // Bag: Just Fab //Sunglasses: Coach
Bracelet: Sophistifunk :(






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Dinner For Two

8.26.2013


It was a long week, folks. Actually long doesn't describe it well enough. Draining. That's a better word for it. Physically, mentally and emotionally draining. Our days were filled with driving, talking, selling, smiling, lifting all in the hot sun. You name it, we did it. Many of those days were lacking sleep causing us to forget things, which then caused us to be annoyed about forgetting things, then driving to pick up what we forgot...ugh. You get the point. It wares me out thinking about it.

Perhaps that's why I was so thankful for Sunday. We didn't make it to church, but the sleep was worth it. Forgive me Jesus!  Waking up hen our bodies naturally awoke was amazing. Then lying there, appreciating not having plans. Magical. 

The rest of the day consisted of yoga pants, reading in bed and dozing off. I forgot how nice it is to just be still. 

Nothing made my Sunday better than Jon did. A special dinner made with love.


Sirloin topped with garlic shrimp, roasted asparagus with sea salt and potatoes. 

I feel so thankful knowing he still wants to do his best to dote on me after spending 170 hours straight with me. Most married couples would be ready to kill each other at that point. It was one of those Sundays that remind me how truly blessed I am to have married a man who enjoys making me happy. A man who loves from the bottom of his heart. He reminds me everyday with his generous ways. 

So thank you lovebug, for reminding me I am special to you.


Why I Don't Blog On The Weekends

8.23.2013
Since I'm new to the blogging world I had to make the decision on how often I would blog. I decided I was comfortable with blogging Monday through Friday, but the weekends were just off limits. It's just like any job. So why shouldn't I take a break? I don't want to loose interest because I am overdoing it.

Besides Saturdays are reserved for the fun stuff. Football, hiking, kayaking, weddings, lake days... you name it.







Aka the great outdoors! 

And Sundays are reserved for church, eating too much and family chaos. Oh and of course more lake time. Pretty much ranks as my favorite day of the week. Saturday ranks #2 (duh).








So with that I am off to prepare for whatever adventures this weekend may bring! Saturday being the final day of NASCAR thank goodness. I don't know how many more long days in the sun I can take. Happy Friday cool cats!


I'm In Need Of Some R&R

8.22.2013
This whole race thing is wearing me out y'all. I can barely type I'm so tired. Maybe an ice cold beer will make me feel better? Yes, yes I think it will. Hold on.

Ahhh yes I feel somewhat happier. At least I feel as if my fingers might make it through this post. Speaking of beer, guess what I found yesterday. A gas station that has beer on tap and sells it in growlers. Ahhhmazeballs. I went home with two full growlers. It's going to be a long week, but maybe a happier one now. Don't judge me.

Anywho, back to the subject of this post. I really don't have one. I have been so caught up in the craziness of this race that all my mind can think about is sleeeeep. Or the fact that I'm not getting much of it.

Perhaps I'll share 5 quirks about myself? Yep, sounds good.

Here goes 5 things you would never know unless your a friend or family. So consider yourself a friend of mine after you have read these.

One: I can't stand not having my nails painted. Fingers and toes must be colored at all times or I feel as if I'm standing in my front lawn butt naked yelling, "hey, hey neighbors! Look at me! I'm naked!" It makes me extremely uncomfortable.

Two: I despise my natural curly locks. Most pictures you will ever see of me my hair will be straightened or curled with an iron. Natural curls make me uncomfortable. I see other girls embrace it and I'm like man their hair looks like they just stepped off the beach. Mine does not. No, mine looks like I have stepped into one of those machines that blow money around you while you fail miserably at catching any of it.

 I guess it could be worse...it could look like this most days

Tres: I speak pretty dang good Spanish. I should after taking 4 years of it in high school (even though that was awhile ago) and working at Chick-fil-A for 4 years with an entirely Hispanic kitchen. I wouldn't say I'm fluent, but I can hold a conversation.

Four: I secretly want to have a full sleeve of tattoos, wear red lipstick everyday and dress in high-waisted shorts and heels. I have a thing for the whole "pin-up" style. Not like a thing for pin-up girls or anything. That just sounds wrong. I'm straight. Married to a man. Ugh I'm digging my hole deeper. Anyway maybe my Pinterest board could explain it better.

Five: I was going to be a Police Officer. I graduated, was offered a job at my dream dept. and turned it down to marry Jon. He proposed just after I graduated. I moved states and gave up the career I had dreamed about and worked really hard for. It took a lot of prayer and I know I am in the right place now, but it took a long time to understand why I went through what I did and not come out an officer. At the time I thought I did it for nothing. I saw it as a waste of time and money. It took 4 months for me to understand why I did it. Four months after I graduated I saved a woman's life and everything made sense. God had the master master plan like always. I'll save that story for another day :)

My beer glass is empty so my fingers are done moving. Off to go get that rest and relaxation. Goodnight loves.

180mph Vibrations & Booze. Also Known As NASCAR

8.19.2013
Before I reminisce on the site of overweight men with no shirt, the smell of booze and cigarettes in the air and the feeling of your whole body vibrating from the inside out from cars going 180mph I have to share for a brief moment my appreciation to the blogging community.

My blog has only been up for about 2 weeks now and so quickly I find myself getting giddy over a new follower or growing page views. My stomach does a little back flip every time I have a new follower or someone posts a comment. I could see how one could easily get caught up in the whole "statistic side" of it all. But I am enjoying making new friends more than anything. I am so moved by the community in the blogging world. It's so welcoming! I have met new people and made connections with people all over the world whom I would have never made contact with had it not been for this here blog. When someone takes the time to go out of their way to reach out and meet you, well it warms my heart. My soul feels giddy when I get an email from a complete stranger who says they can relate to something I've written. Needless to say, thank you bloggers for making me smile and thank you blog for helping me make new friends. It never would have happened had it not been for you as my sticky note. 

Now enough of this deep stuff and on to beer, nicotine and rednecks. 

As I mentioned yesterday Jon and I are in Bristol all week at the NASCAR races advertising for our business. It got me thinking about our experience here last year. We came, not to advertise, but as newlyweds. It was my first time at a race and boy did I fall in love. I didn't even know a redneck side existed in me. Tailgating all day with friends, country music, sunshine, cornhole, bud light lime. Otherwise known as a southerners paradise. I'll let the pictures tell the rest. Prepare for picture overload.







 

Going, going, gone.