Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Friend Roster

I have an AMAZING circle of friends.  (I bet mine is better than yours.)  When you're younger, you're quick to call any and everybody your friends.  But, the older you get, the smaller your circle becomes; your friends become your family.

Just like in basketball, you have your Starting (Fab) Five:  

  • Roll Dog - This is the person that you can call up at 1 in the morning & say let's go out & they are ready to roll!  The key to your roll dog is they have to live in the same city and just as they are down to roll with you at anytime, it has to work both ways.
  • Life Coach - This is the person that you can tell all of your issues and secrets and they give you great advice.  This person can look at any situation and give you the most logical, rational answer.
  • Lawyer/Doctor/Financial Advisor - When you have to choose a stock option or that rash just won't go away; this is the person that you call.   
  • Life of the Party - This is the friend who knows where to party and who to party with wherever you go.  Whether yall are in Morocco or Bismarck, North Dakota, they'll have you poppin bottles.  
  • Connector - This is the friend who knows someone in every field.  This is the person you call up when you are looking for a new job, a new apartment, or a new man.  
I think with my friends, I'm the Life Coach or the Roll Dog.  I can't even find myself a man, so I'm definitely not a Connector....   

So, which one are you?  Who's in your Fab Five?

   

Friday, April 19, 2013

Cuz I'ma Girl


I've shared with yall the highs and lows of living in New York City.  However, you experience this city very differently as a single woman.  As I often say, living in this city will put hair on your chest.  I have had to become resourceful and resilient.  Since I'm a single woman in the city, I've had to acquire a ladder, a toolbox, and mace.  I've had to fix a boiler, catch a mouse, unclog a toilet, and kill a giant flying roach.

I always knew I wanted to get married, but now I know why: so I will never have to do any of those things again.





Tuesday, April 16, 2013

It's all about meme meme meme


Unless you've been missing from social networks for the last few months, you've been inundated on FaceBook, Twitter, and Instagram with memes.  What is a meme you say?  Well, a meme is defined as an image or video that is passed electronically from one internet user to another.  My definition of a meme is a picture with annoying text written over it (see above).  Are some of them funny? Yeah.  But are they mostly annoying?  Hell yeah.  The most annoying thing about memes is they are mass-produced and copied over and over and over again.  What is the purpose of being on social networks if all you're going to do is reproduce other people's ideas?

Me, I like to be an original.  My own thoughts, my own ideas...other people's recipes.  Hell, that's why I started this blog.  The internet has become our virtual footprint.  I, for one, want my footprint to be my original work.

Monday, April 8, 2013

Guest Book Review: Fifty Shades of Grey

Today, we have a guest book review!  So, I told yall how squeemish I was reading the sex scenes in Mogul so I knew I wouldn't be able to handle The Shades.  But don't worry, my good friend Nay wrote a book review for you:



I dove into Fifty Shades of Grey.  Even though I'm super busy watching missed episodes of Scandal On Demand writing reports, I made sure to set aside precious moments every day to read me some Fifty Shades.  Halfway into the book, I realized why....it's because I really, really hated this book and wanted it to end as soon as possible.

The heroine of our story is an outlandishly insecure recent college graduate Ana, who is 'seduced' by a rich, gorgeous psychopath named Christian Grey.  Mr. Grey showers Ana with all kinds of ridiculous gifts and breaks her off with more sex than the Duggars have per year.  But, he also has strange, 'dark' rules, such as the fact that he does not like to be touched or looked at....oh and then there's the small thing of him wanting to literally beat the s#!t out of her.

Overall, the takeaway from this book is if you think you're an otherwise bright young lady whose looks leave much to be desired and you meet a man who humiliates, stalks, force feeds you, makes you cry (oh, and did I mention beats the brakes off you) you should probably go for it cuz that's as good as it gets.  And even sadder than that is the fact that this book has been met with critical acclaim by women all across our society. Oh, the empowerment!  Well, yall check out Books 2 and 3 and let me know what you think.  As for me, I'll be reading the Autobiography of Ida B. Wells or something to get my life back on track.


Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Div's Monkey Bread


 

I didn't grow up eating monkey bread (I'm looking at YOU, Ma) but I should have.  There's cinnamon, sugar, brown sugar, bread...what I imagine clouds taste like.  

This monkey bread was a part of a delicious brunch I recently had at my apartment for a few of my girls.  We had brunch, mimosas, and made visions boards.  Who knew cutting out pictures and crafting could be so therapeutic but we had so much fun.  

I made my monkey bread in these beautiful Rachel Ray ramekins, but you could use a muffin pan also.   

Ingredients
1 or 2 cans of refrigerated biscuits
Cinnamon & Sugar mixture
Brown Sugar
Cooking Spray
Egg Wash

  1. Preheat oven to 375 degrees or whatever temperature the biscuits recommend.
  2. Spray ramekins (or muffin tins) with cooking spray then sprinkle a light coating of brown sugar over cooking spray.
  3. Cut biscuits into fourths or sixths.
  4. Coat each piece of biscuit in egg wash then cinnamon/sugar mixture.
  5. Place your coated pieces of biscuit in your ramekins.  You can put as many or as little pieces as you would like.  This is where you freestyle.
  6. Bake for 30 minutes until golden brown and biscuits are done.
Now, some people make an icing to put on the monkey bread.  Those people are just being greedy.  Bon appetit! 



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