Broccoli Salad

While I work to find out what may be wrong with my stupid body, I was instructed to follow the paleo diet as much as I could. It's been hard and easy. Hard, because I can't afford to go to the store for $50 worth of fresh, organic produce every couple of days, nor am I going to spend the money on "grass fed" beef, etc. The small technicalities which make paleo, paleo, I haven't been able to do that as hard core as I would like. But I'm doing my best. I'm avoiding dairy and grains and filling up on meat and veggies and some fruits. 

I ordered a paleo cook book* to try and help come up with some new ideas and today I tried my first recipe from it: 
Chopped broccoli salad. It is really good! And so easy to make! Here's what you need:
3 cups finely chopped broccoli florets 
I small Apple, cored and diced 
9 strips of cooked bacon, crumbled 
3 green onions, diced
1/4 cup of balsamic vinaigrette 

Throw all the ingredients in a bowl and mix until everything is evenly coated. Simple! And delicious! If you don't care about keeping it paleo you can use any balsamic vinaigrette dressing you'd like. If you want the paleo version of the dressing, here's the recipe:
Go try it. It's good. 

*cookbook is Everyday Paleo Family Cookbook by Sarah Fragoso

As far as I know I don't have anything completely serious wrong with me. Since March I have been overly fatigued, I've gained quite a bit of unexplainable weight, my hair has fallen out, etc. There's other issues wrong too that I don't wish to share on a public blog but I have an appointment with a specialist next Friday. Let's hope we can get some answers! 


Wild Weekend

So there I was...

I had just sat down on the couch after doing the dishes for the hundredth time this week and was excited to rest for a minute. I could hear Kennedy playing happily down the hall. All was good. 

Then the silence was shattered by the most terrifying, sickening scream/cry I have ever heard come from Kennedy. I had NEVER heard a sound that horrible come from her before. I was off the couch and down the hall like a bolt of lightening. She was standing in the hallway, bawling, and my car keys were sitting at her feet. I wasn't sure how she got them. 

I didn't know what had happened. I grabbed her and hugged her and started looking for blood. My keys have a caribeaner on them, maybe she got her fingers pinched? But that wouldn't have caused a scream like that, would it? I didn't see anything on her that could have been the source of the pain and I kept asking her what happened, but all I got was crying. 

I hugged her again and looked at the keys. 

It wasn't until then that I noticed they were laying directly below the electrical outlet in the hallway... 

A light bulb went on and was instantly coupled with the sickest feeling in my stomach. I realized she had put a key in the outlet and had electrocuted herself. I instantly started to cry and hugged her so hard I thought her head was going to pop off. 

We then had a long discussion about not putting things in the outlets (which I'm betting she never does again) and I mentally added this incident to the top of the "worst parenting experiences ever" list. I'm lucky she wasn't injured or worse. I still feel really sick when I think about it. 

But, silly me, that wasn't the end of the weekend excitement. 

Yesterday I was at my parents house for dinner. While we were eating the kids were downstairs playing and eventually made their way upstairs. I looked over into the living room and saw Kennedy drawing on my moms couch with marker!!! 

Again, I bolted towards her and stopped her and scolded her for doing so. I wasn't sure where she had gotten the marker or why she suddenly decided to was a good idea to color on the couch. Maybe the electrical shock knocked a bolt loose. 

It was a dry erase marker which everyone says "comes out easily". My friends, it does not. We scrubbed and scrubbed and googled remedies for getting it out of fabric. One suggestion was Murphy's oil soap so we tried that. 

While I was scrubbing, I placed the bottle behind me. I must not have noticed Kennedy sneaking around because after a minute she started coughing and sputtering behind me so I turned around and saw her holding the now opened bottled of soap, and it was dripping from he mouth. The crazy butt had just tried to drink it!!!! Never has she ever done that, or even cared about cleaning supplies at our house. I couldn't believe what I was seeing!! 

I called poison control but I wasn't super worried because I was pretty sure she didn't get more than a sip. But the lady on the phone said to give her some juice and food and watch her closely for an hour. She said Murphy's oil soap contains alcohol so it could lower her blood sugar and cause her to be intoxicated. Brilliant. Yesterday she was electrocuting herself, and now she was getting drunk. 

They called back in an hour to see if she had thrown up, which she hadn't, thank heavens. But she was acting super hyper and goofy, so I do wonder if the little bit she got made her feel slightly tipsy. It was pretty entertaining. 

I won't even list the crazy things she did after that because they're normal things every child does, just maybe not back to back throughout a whole evening, but I was about ready to kill her by nights end. I'm not sure why she decided to be a nut case this weekend.  

Here's to hoping we have a better week and that she's done living on the wild side. 

And we never were able to get the marker completely out. 


Girls Night!!

A few months ago my good friend sent me a text saying how excited she was the Hanson was coming to town and asked if I would go with her. I was slightly confused... Hans-who? 

She educated me that the little boy band from the 90's (I say little because they were in their teens) was still around. I had no idea! I remember "Mmmbop", their hit song WAAAAAY back in the day, but I didn't know they had any new stuff. 

So like any good friend she made me a mix and I was assigned my homework for the next couple months to listen. If I was graded I probably would have been given a C-. I sucked at listening as much as I should have. I had trouble convincing Kennedy to switch from "apples and bananas" to rock music. Can you believe there's no transitional advice for that? 

Anyway, the night of the concert approached and my friend was beside herself with excitement. We both were but for different reasons. Cory worked last night so Kennedy got to go sleep at grandmas and I got an ENTIRE night kid free. That alone was amazing. But we also had dinner planned and I think concerts are awesome, even if I don't know the band too well. We actually put on makeup and did our hair and went out for our night on the town! 

We hit up La Jolla Groves at the gateway. Neither of us had been there before so we gave it a go. Also, the manager offered us a free appetizer or dessert. Um, yes! 

It was delicious. Remember that new eating clean thing? Yeah, that went out the window for the night. I had planned it that way so I didn't leave with any guilt, just a glorious stomach ache after gorging myself on lots of carbs! I didn't get a picture of the rolls. Those were orgasmic. 

I would definitely go there again. Next time I'll try something less borning than the fettuccini Alfredo. Even though it was yummy. 

Alright, so the concert was at The Depot, which I had never been to before. I really liked the feel of the venue and everyone was close no matter where they stood. The opener was Paul McDonald. I guess he was a past American Idol contestant that didn't win. I LOVED him!! His music was great and he was incredible live. There wasn't a single missed note. 
Plus he danced all crazy which made for some entertainment. My friend and I sat and listened and laughed at silly stuff. We decided it was a good idea to take a picture in the dark, immediately after a laughing fit that had us crying, and this was the best we got:
Nice, right? We're so sexy! 

Finally Hanson came on stage around 9:30 and put on a great show. I had a blast dancing and singing along to the one song I knew :) Plus it was fun to see my friend be so excited. She was in heaven! They played for almost two hours. I'll admit, I was dead on my feet by then. It's been a long time since I've stood and danced for 3 hours straight and even longer since I've stayed awake past 11. But it was well worth it! 
Everyone said the boys were so hot. I personally thought the oldest was the most attractive. I don't dig long hair on guys and he was without shiny locks. 

I did have a minor scare after the concert. It was SOOOO loud in there. In the words of the lesbians around us, "epically loud". When they stopped playing I had no hearing. You know on movies when a bomb goes off next to someone and their hearing is all muffled and they're disoriented? That was totally me! I could hardly hear anything my friend said and there was a humming and buzzing all around me coupled with muffled voices and sounds. I was really worried I had damaged my ear drums! But after we cleared out of the building it started to go away. Phew! 

We made it home just before midnight and regardless of how tired I was, my body decided it didn't want to sleep until after 1 a.m. Booooo!! 

This morning, with only 6 hours of sleep, a respiratory illness, and sacrificing the ONE day I was kid-free and had the chance to sleep in as late as I wanted, I chose instead to get up and use that freedom for a run with my best running buddy ever!! I meant to take a picture of our awesomeness but I forgot. She just had a baby so it's been a long year without her and I was so excited to hit the pavement with her again. We even plowed through the ridiculous wind blowing today which left my throat and lungs in a state. But we did it!! Go us! I'm excited to have her back. Can ya tell? 

In an unrelated matter, you need to go throw away your shaving cream right now and start using baby oil to shave your pits and legs, ladies!! Oh my crap, it's the best thing you will ever do!!! I can't get over how smooth they are each time. You know after you've shaved your legs and you suddenly get a chill in the shower or right after and you instantly feel your leg hairs poking back out with the goose bumps? It's like dooms day, right? That doesn't happen! They seem to stay smoother longer (a day or two) and you don't need lotion afterward because your skin is already moisturized. I have super sensitive skin and eczema and this causes no bumps or breakouts. I'm obsessed. Go try it. The end. 

I hope everyone enjoys their weekend. GO UTES! 


Well That Lasted Long...

Hi, my name is Megan, and I have a problem with blogging. Remember this statement?
"My goal is to start blogging every day or every other day." 

Yeah, that was on Monday. It's now Sunday in the next week...

I think I have a pretty good excuse though. Our little baby girl has been sick with the flu. There's not much to blog about when that happens. 

"Today I cleaned up vomit 6 times and did 5 loads of puke laundry. We sat on the couch all day and watched Finding Nemo 500 times." 


I do have to say it's been the weirdest stomach bug I have ever seen. She was up most of the night Tuesday throwing up and did the same thing all day Wednesday. Thursday she was fine, and then Friday afternoon she started throwing up a bunch again out of the blue. Yesterday she woke up so whiny and cranky but didn't get sick but then after her nap she was an angel. This morning, while we were getting ready for church, she did a half throw up thing. I think she just choked on her breakfast that she still had stashed in her mouth like a squirrel because there wasn't very much and she's acting totally fine. And she was laying down. But to be on the safe side, we're tag teaming church today. Awesome. 

Anywho, so that's my excuse for being really, really bad at this. If that doesn't work, then here's some cute pictures of Kennedy smiling:

It has been incredibly rainy here the last couple weeks. Actually, let me rephrase that. It's been rainy and stormy everywhere else but where I live. I guess we have gotten an ok amount of rain and we did get a decent thunderstorm yesterday. I LOVE me a good thunderstorm. But everywhere else has been hammered with rain and storms. I have been welcoming the weather with open arms because I was so sick of the heat! That, and our grass was in pretty bad shape before we got all this rain. Our city enforced watering restrictions and our grass has suffered. Somehow we're the only ones. But each time it rains I can almost hear the grass take a big gulp of water with the lip smacking "ahhhhhh" at the end. We even got to mow it yesterday. 

Alright, moving on. 

I think I'll save the details of this next topic for another post but I wanted to share a couple things. 

Ever since having Kennedy something hasn't been right with my body. We thought we had it all figured out with my thyroid and whatnot but now it's looking like it may be something deeper. I'm working with doctors to find the culprit but until then, it's been a whirlwind of frustration and questions. 

In my efforts to find ways to help, I've talked to a few people in different areas of expertise to see what they would recommend. After talking to an insanely knowledgable personal trainer, I have been instructed to eat much, much cleaner. Let's be honest, my diet before this sucked. Anyway, it has been SOOOOO hard. Eating healthy sucks for 3 reasons:
1. The majority of health foods are outrageously expensive. 
2. Most healthy recipes taste like you just licked a moldy dishrag. 
3. Eating rabbit food means you're hungry ALL THE TIME. 

So I've been on the hunt for clean eating recipes that keep me full and don't taste like barf. Given the week we've had, I think I have a fresh memory of what barf is like, to compare. So you can trust my judgment. 

Luckily, I've actually been able to find some! Yay!! As of yesterday I've been given diet restrictions for a couple months and now can't eat the smoothies without modifying them a bit, but let me share what I've found. 

My first attempt at a green smoothie was this one:
It was delicious! I didn't blend mine quite enough so I felt like I had to chew it before each swallow, so make sure you blend it for a while. But it was good and kept me full for hours. 

The other was a blueberry oatmeal smoothie. I really liked this one: 
1 banana 
1/2 cup blueberries 
1/4 cup rolled oats 
1/2 cup vanilla yogurt (I used Greek yogurt)
1/2 cup milk 
Handful of ice 

I also added a stevia packet and half a scoop of vanilla protein powder. 

Both smoothes were less than 500 calories and were packed with protein. 

This morning I made these babies:
Protein pancakes! 

Beat 1 whole egg and two egg whites together. Mix in any flavor of protein powder (I used vanilla today) until its smooth and has the same consistency as regular pancake mix. Cook like regular pancakes. They cook a little faster since they will be thin at first, but they plump as they cook. I liked them, and get this, so did Cory!! They almost taste like German pancakes without the crap in them. 4 small pancakes were 165 calories and had 25g of protein without anything else. I topped mine with half a banana and some chocolate PB2. Even more protein! Bam! But you can top them with whatever. Cory smeared his in butter and syrup... Seems contradictory. But whatever. 

So go try those recipes. You won't be disappointed. And I'll continue to share the good ones I find. Hopefully more than once a week. 


Doubling Up

Yesterday morning started out with a run. It's finally cool enough in the mornings now that I can take this little chick with me:
Even though the stroller makes me run slower than I could speed walk. But I think I still get points for trying. And it beats waking up at 5:30 to run on our treadmill. 
Next was Kennedy's knighthood ceremony which she took very seriously 
She's been asking to watch Ice Age and Finding Nemo over and over again, even though both of them have many parts that scare her. I love the cuddles when that happens :) 

Then we went and ran errands, and during nap time I started watching this again:
I tried getting into it a few months ago and it never clicked. But Cory and I have started watching Lost at nights and I became obsessed with him: 
So obviously now I'm watching Vampire Diaries for the hot eye candy. Sometimes I have to turn the air conditioning up. 

I also made these outrageously delicious honey-lime chicken enchiladas for lunch since I was going to be gone for dinner:
You can find the recipe on the Six Sisters Stuff blog. Just google honey lime chicken enchiladas and their website will be one of the top results. I would provide you a direct link but I'm using my phone and don't know how to do that :) 
I didn't want to make 10 enchiladas so I only used half the chicken and one can of green enchilada sauce and half a cup of cream. But I used the full recipe for the marinade so there was lots leftover to mix with the sauce which is why mine looks red. It was DIVINE!!! I'm not even remotely kidding when I tell you I licked my plate clean. So I recommend doubling the marinade if you're making lots of them. But that's just me. They're incredible!! 

After Kennedy woke up she spent some time with Grandma Hunter while I went to boot camp class and I must say, I kicked freaking BUTT!! I almost danced out of the gym because I felt so awesome. It was a good day. Plus between that and the run I had a zillion calories burned that gave me a big safety net to eat lots. I wish I had time for double workouts every day. 

Then I rushed home and frantically took a shower and got ready to go play bunco with some girls in my ward. I actually won something! Check out this sweet mug:
It was also filled with CANDY! So I was one happy chica. 

I came home feeling refreshed from having a mommy break only to have Cory inform me that Kennedy broke down and had to cry herself to sleep because she was heartbroken I wasn't home to tuck her in and she wanted to know where I was. I almost burst into tears! So, so sad. 

Then all hell broke lose at around midnight last night but I will save that post for tonight or tomorrow morning.

I like to keep you in suspense... 


New Leaf

I have SUCKED at blogging lately. The timing to suddenly be lazy was pretty bad as well. I had just started getting quite a few readers and then I disappeared! And I'm guessing so did many of you?

To be real and honest, I've sucked at a few things lately in life. I don't really have an explanation for suddenly dropping the ball on so much. But it's time for a change! I'm going to be a better blogger! I'm going to go to bed on time! I'm going to try and eat better! I'm going to be more positive! I'm not going to watch an entire TV series in a week on Netflix anymore! I'm going to have a life! 

My goal is to get a daily post in or at least every other day. Which means I will have to get lots better at taking pictures. My phone is going to love all the attention. 

Let's start with yesterday! 

Cory had the day off and we planned all weekend to do something fun together as a family. As we were discussing it, fate threw us a bone and the news suddenly announced that the Living Planet Aquarium was moving to their new building and Monday was their last day open. To celebrate, they were offering a free admission day. Well, there ya go! Day planned! And we had never been there before. 

I am the worst assumer in the world so I assumed that since school is back in session all over the valley, that it wouldn't be too crowded. 

I was promptly proven wrong when we were forced to stop at the stop light at the intersection where the building is and let the mile-long train of mothers and strollers, who were parking far, far away, cross the street. Kennedy even pointed and said, "Whoa!" 

Whoa indeed, Kennedy, whoa indeed. I wish I had a picture. It's what I imagine the pioneer wagon train looked like. 

If you've ever been stuck in traffic in a large city, I want you to visualize that same scene but with strollers. It was bumper to bumper with several kids hanging off of each side and an infant strapped to each moms chest in a baby Bjorne. Except for grandparents, Cory was basically the only man. It was total chaos! I also heard a unique array of names shouted at their kids, like Taylin, Jaxston, Preslyn, and Jill. 

Anyone who knows me can testify to how much I hate crowds. I loath them. Nothing puts in a bad mood faster except PMS. But I was determined to have a good time and let Kennedy enjoy the fish and displays. 

I wasn't as determined as some moms though who would throw their weight around to push past the line or attach their child in front of them and use them as a battering ram to get up to the display insisting there was room while teaching their children to be polite and telling them, "say excuse me!" It made for great people watching, which was nice since we could hardly see the animals. And if you're ever in the market for a stroller and you wonder how well it functions, just go to the aquarium on free admission day. It's like a stroller expo. 

Crowds aside, we had a pretty good time. We got to see most of the fish and Cory and Kennedy were attached at the hip. 

She's been slightly obsessed with him lately. I'll go to get her up in the morning and her first question is, "Where's Daddy?" Hi, Kennedy, nice to see you, too. But we got a couple pictures together. 
And we unknowingly were possessed at the same time. Check out those eyes! 
Speaking of eyes, wandering around a dark aquarium and then stepping outside into the blinding sun.... Not so fun. I can sympathize with vampires a little now. I think I even hissed at one point. 

We joined the mass exodus to the car and concluded that we would try and make it out to the new aquarium someday, but never, ever again on free admission day. 


Here's Why I Love Google...

When you decide to go camping in south-eastern Utah in the middle of the summer, and the heat fries your brain to the point of forgetting to take pictures as frequently as you normally would, you can always google them! We won't be in some of these, but at least you'll have a visual. So lets begin. 

For Labor Day weekend we went to Moab with Cory's family and some of his cousins. We chose Moab because everyone complained that we go somewhere cold each year. We definitely over-compensated for that. Absolutely no cold weather here:
The campground was all but deserted which was kind of nice, but we were the only loons trying to camp in that heat. But we made the best of it. 

We arrived at camp late Thursday night. We set up camp, fried some hot dogs, and promptly went to bed. Or at least tried. We tried to put Kennedy on the other slide out bed in our tent trailer and barricaded the edge off with our bags. She jumped around and laughed and giggled and kept climbing over the bags, almost killing herself. Annoyed, I decided to move Cory on her bed and have her sleep with me on the big bed. Again, there was much rejoicing from Kennedy. I would yell at her, spank her, ignore her, bribe her, I basically tried everything to get her to lay down and go to sleep and nothing worked. She kept kicking her legs and mashing her face into the screen windows so see what was going on outside. And she thought she was being sooooo cute. Cute stops at 10 p.m.! 

In our anger, Cory came over and in a voice that frightened me, told her to lay down and go to bed. She kept kicking and tossing. I was at my whits end at this point so we got up, in the dark, and angrily and noisily took apart our table to lay it down into a bed thinking she would sleep better there since she's actually slept there before. Things kept getting caught or messed up in the dark and cushions wouldn't fit right or the blankets got snagged. Cory and I were yelling and swearing at each other and throwing cushions around. It was quite the spectacle. Lay off us, we were tired. Finally we got the bed made and went over to the wiggly worm who had caused all this chaos and barked, "Kennedy, come here!" 

No response...


No response...

I went and shook her.

No response.

The little brat had fallen asleep, on my pillow I might add, during all the noise and fighting trying to get her bed ready. I was angry, relieved, and lets be honest, it was kind of funny. She slept there with me the rest of the trip and did pretty well considering. If was fun waking up to this face: 

Friday it was too hot to do much so we took a drive to Gemini Bridges. They're these two arches:
But the road we were on took us above the arches, so we could walk out onto them like so:
It definitely freaked me out as far as heights go. But still cool. 

Speaking of cool, it wasn't cool when we got back to camp. Are you sensing a pattern here? So we put on our swimsuits and headed to the Moab Aquatic Center. It's a super nice indoor/outdoor pool with slides and the smallest lazy river I have ever seen:
It was THE BEST pool! The water was a perfect temperature and it was clean and not crowded. 
And my husband spent a lot of time on this:
And these two had an absolute blast together:
The rest of the evening was spent at camp watching lightening all around us that never actually came over us. 

Saturday we went and hiked Fisher Towers. We started this one several years ago but we weren't able to finish it. I've been dying to finish it since, and we finally got that chance. Woot!! It gorgeous!! You hike at the base of those massive rock formations. 
Like so:
And so..
Please notice the man standing on the top of that rock. Crazy!! 

The hike is also full of just cool things. Like this:
And cool people. That's our cousin, Sam and his adorable little boy, Asher. Not pictured: the mom, Kaela. And several others. 

I was crazy and volunteered to carry Kennedy for the first part of the hike, which the majority of it was uphill. Cory had her on the way back. She never complained during the whole 4.6 mile trip. But my butt sure did after hauling her around. According to myfitnesspal I burned over 1,000 calories on our 3 hour excursion. I've never been so drenched in sweat in all my life so I kind of believe it. 
Pretty view at the end of the trail
Hiking in 90 degree weather, as you can imagine, is not kind to body odor. We all were seriously soaked in sweat and we smelled pretty darn bad. So what was our solution? We headed back to the pool again! Yay!! Again, it was awesome. Kennedy even went down the water slides by herself AND loved the shower we had after. She's hated showers her whole life. Are things looking up at our house? Let's hope!! 

Luckily the afternoon cooled off a little and we decided to try a new Dutch oven recipe that my best friend had given me.

 Experimenting with new recipes when you're feeding a bunch of people is never a good idea, but thankfully it was a heavenly recipe. The crowd when wild and I plan on making it again on our next trip. It was delicious! So good in fact I forgot to get a picture of it. I'm bad at this social media/taking pictures of your food thing. 

Sunday we had to leave and come home so Cory could work today (Labor Day). We wanted to do something fun in the morning and hang out with everyone longer but again, it was too hot. So we packed up and headed home. Leaving Moab always makes me die a little inside each time. I love that place more than anywhere else. Until next time!