Sobriety Sucks - But At Least it's Made Me Slightly More Productive

i love vodka.  i love the bar.  i love drinking. 

so anyone that truly knows me, knows i'm usually full of shit when i say i'm going to stop drinking.

but back in October, i decided that i wanted to stop being so fucking chubby.  so i went on a diet.  which meant i had to give up my dearest friend, vodka.  most doubted me.  and with good reason.  i'm not very good at following through with things i say i'm going to do.  but  i must say, fuck you very much, for those that didn't believe i could do it (Lincoln) because it's now been thirty-two days on this motherfucking diet with zero alcohol.

don't get me wrong - it's been fucking miserable.  aside from waking up and not feeling like a piece of shit, the only other plus has been that i've actually dropped weight.

so, although many of you could care less, i am presenting the last thirty-two days in the form of pictures and words. 

enjoy or destroy.

first and foremost.  i've read an assload of books in the last month.

• The Help


• The Kite Runner


• Orange is the New Black


• The Hunger Games trilogy (for the love of all that's holy - READ THESE)

become more obsessed with all things related to cooking and baking and blogging.

• made Mexican Manicotti


• perfected my meatloaf


• made cake balls, cookies, mini cheesecakes, truffles, and peppermint bark


• loved up on many of my favorite blogs like this one, this one, and this one.

discovered many things about the pussy residing in our house.

[caption id="attachment_518" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="relax PETA. he's being supervised when he plays in the plastic bag."][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_519" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="he LOVES Nati Light."][/caption]

learned that Lincoln loves his new shotgun more than me (i'm not even kidding.  the night he got it he suggested i sleep on the couch).

[caption id="attachment_522" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="i named her Eleanor."][/caption]

found that i truly enjoy encouraging/peer pressuring others to binge drink.

[caption id="attachment_525" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="firm grip there Lincoln."][/caption]

crafted x-mas presents.  i would post pictures but i will refrain (even though they turned out awesome).  i don't want to assume that people even read this blog, but with my luck the people getting said gifts will see them here and everything will be ruined.

watched Foy learn how to eat a crab leg.

[caption id="attachment_526" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="not the proper form, but i'll accept it."][/caption]

learned that Murphy Lee is a HUGE Rush fan.  and that Lincoln hates clothing for dogs.  but i don't think band tees should count.

[caption id="attachment_527" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="Exit the warrior, today's Tom Sawyer"][/caption]

 this is unrelated.  but G bought me this hat.  and i love it.

[caption id="attachment_528" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="i'm not buying whatever he's selling."][/caption]

so that's it.  that's what i've been doing.  nothing exciting. 

i realize that i could blog more - since i'm not hammered all the time. 

i apologize if this bored anyone.  i'd like to think it didn't. 

but leave some comments if it did.

i really like 'lil wayne, although i rarely listen to him or even have any of his music but this line always resonates with me.

'cuz if you lookin' for me you can find me on the block disobeyin' the law

#realtalk 

 

 

Piggy Pie - Not to be Confused with Insane Clown Posse

so I recently went on a diet.  a crazy diet.  where you get to eat nothing that is fun and do nothing that is fun.  it's crazy strict and makes me stop drinking alcohol and coffee - which i believe is slowly killing me. 

but i'm losing weight.  so i'll stop bitching.

i've discovered that cocktailing really dominated my free time (believe it or not).  and now that i'm not doing that, and i'm caught up on all the crap tv that i watch, and sometimes the book i'm reading starts to bore me - i find myself itching to find something to do.

surprisingly...i've turned to cooking and/or baking (depending on my mood). 

i know.  it makes no sense.

i don't eat anything that i make.  and i don't have to worry about it being in the house for too long because lincoln horks it down like a swine.  so i'm good.

but i'll get to the point.  last night, in the fair city of okauchee, the power went out.  which dashed my plans to make dinner and dessert.  i found myself in quite the predicament.  i had NO diet food cooked up and was at a loss.  lincoln and B suggested we go to the bar.  ugh.

the bar is my Mecca.

but i stayed strong.  i did go.  and while i watched lincoln and B cram fries and various greasy meats down their gullet i enjoyed a measly salad with no dressing and a tiny piece of grilled chicken.

and water.  a lot of water.

but Lincoln and B thought it would be a good idea to order dessert:

[caption id="attachment_477" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="dicks"][/caption]

but then WE Energies called.  so i left.  to go home and make these:

[caption id="attachment_480" align="aligncenter" width="224" caption="mini cheesecakes!"][/caption]

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unusual.  i know.  i'm only know they were somewhat delicious because lincoln did hork one down.  and so did my co-workers. 

score one for the good guys.

thanks to Jenna at Recipe Diaries for the recipe and who has officially got me hooked on her blog.