Just when I thought “they” weren’t checking for my fashion because I’ve been on the GOODWILL and Thrift Shop stroll — an outbreak of “Whatcha’ wearing today” broke out in my household and place of businesses. Yes, my place of … Continue reading
I’d like to think that I’m pretty wise for the count of my 19-years, but then I am also honest enough to say that my assessment is likely biased. I’m a cheerleader of life, love, liberties and humanity.
JULY is the month of the crab; the month of the aristocrat. July is my birthday month and I’d be lying to you if I said I don’t like the company of the ‘crabs’ in my ‘barrel.’ My clique and I are an odd looking bunch as it pertains to ethnicities. Hardly any of us a match – ethnic wise, and it’s lovely. We didn’t all become friends because we looked a like, but we do all have something in common and it’s important: FASHION. We’re individualist who meet at a very materialistic seam — #Wisdom. I know our assembly is not based on anything “deep,” but I love each and everyone of them for who they are and the uniqueness that they bring to our clique.
Is there a lot of “quirky-ism” in our group? Sure, there is, but they love me anyway. I am grateful. I thrive in loving company, it doesn’t have to be perfect – just loving. They are.
For the most part, we have all completed year one of college and soon off to year two, I’m excited… I’m a tad bit anxious too. Everything I thought I’d be doing, and actually planned to be doing by July 2016 has changed. Aristocrats plan. I planned and still, so many changes via new variables. I like new variables, pieces, scarves, shoes, earrings, bangles, and the like – they can give new live to any mundane outfit, but when it comes to new variables to my social calendar, well… these are the things that try to keep me up at night. My mom is good for reassuring me that I’m “so 19.” It helps me to get myself off the hook of absolute reasoning – I endeavor to be better still. So I push forward.
Pushing forward just means that I accept the changes, the evolution that is and will be happening in my life NOW and as long as I live.
The more I accept that I am Coming of Age and into my own, the more I realize A Return to Innocence is looking more and more appealing. Sure, I’m only 19, working two jobs and still under parental good graces (they pay most of my bills), but I’m not too green to realize a good thing while I’m in it and in fact, I’m proclaiming that I’m revealing in it. One day I won’t be 19 and juggling a happening social calendar, but maybe board meetings in corporate venues, so it would be wise that I take as many ‘notes’ as life is offering me, comprehend, digest and grow stronger & wiser because of.
I told ya – I am Coming of Age and I realize A Return to Innocence is a much safer place to be while I work out my ‘crabs in a barrel‘ situation. Aristocracy isn’t yielded to the weak, so as I enter year 2 of my collegiate journey I am excited, open minded and my calendar book is flexible. I’ve learned a lot still I have so much to learn. I’m up for it. A wise person once said, “If you can’t face the music, you’ll never lead the band.” Me? I was born to be a band leader. Sheet music reading is now in progress.
Life: bring on your wisdom, I meet thee with grace.
— I’m the Cupcake Chique
I’m originally from Texas. We get all of the annual seasons and some even make encore appearances. 😀 It was my norm – all that I knew. Then in high school my parents uprooted me from the Lone Star state and replanted me here in good ol’ Arizona.
The transition was slow-growing on me at first, because I just missed my comfort zones; however I’m happy to say that I’ve been here for 4-years now, and I love it.
Residing is the valleys of the Phoenix metroplex is worlds away from residing in the mountains of Flagstaff. We’ve had several snow days in my short span of 3-months. I’m giddy.
Texas had snow and when we left Texas for Phoenix, I left my coats behind. Today, in Flagstaff – I miss my coats but I’m making do. Thank God none of my walks are too far and the good news is the further the class the quicker the caloric burn because I’m on the hustle to get to central heat.
And still, even in the face of this beautiful on-and-off snow-white season I still crave ice cream. I’m a college student. I can’t afford Cold Stone and I just don’t have enough room in the efficient fridge that I share with my roommates for a pint of ice cream.
All of a sudden Eureka! I had an idea: What if I made some and my friends and I consumed it all in the same day?
I began searching for simple and easy recipes to make the healthy treat with modest accommodations and found this:
Honey Ginger Strawberry Ice Cream
Author: A Kitchen Addiction
Serves: 1 quart
2 C strawberries, diced
½ C honey
2 tsp ginger
½ tsp cinnamon
1 tbsp vanilla extract
3 C 2% milk (can use skim, but the ice cream won’t be as creamy)
In a medium saucepan, mix together strawberries, honey, ginger, and cinnamon. Bring to a boil over medium heat. Reduce heat to medium-low and simmer for 15-20 minutes or until strawberries soften and sauce thickens. Remove from heat to cool for 20 minutes. Pour sauce into a freezer safe container and place container in freezer for 45 minutes to cool completely.
Stir vanilla and milk into strawberry sauce. Pour mixture into ice cream maker and freeze according to manufacturer’s instructions. Serve immediately.
EASY-Peezy! BoOm-BaM! But, um, unfortunately for me and my immediate tastebuds, this is all I have on deck – ingredient wise:
And while it’s easy to get my hands on skim milk, I absolute do not have any ginger, any friends that house in their cubbards nor could I find any coins that I could gingerly spare towards the cause. So it looks like today I’ll be eating a bowl of cold strawberries and will have to leave the “ice” of it all to Mother Nature. She’s doing a fine job.
While bundled up, looking out of the window and eating a bowl of cold strawberries I started to wonder about the health benefit of this delicious berry that i love so much – only to find out it’s not really “a berry” at all. “The ‘strawberry’ is a misnomer. They are considered an accessory fruit. A strawberry is actually an aggregate of several small fruits, each containing one single seed called ‘achene’. Thus, it is the only fruit that has seeds on the outside.” [Strawberry 411]
Some of the many other benefits of eating raw strawberries is great digestive aid, it’s good for your teeth, (those seeds are natural plaque fighters), and it pairs well with chocolate. What else do I really need to say?
Today I dream of ice cream in the snow – Tomorrow I’ll be in Chandler and yo!
I’m going to insist my parents treat me to a Cold Stone LOVE IT bowl.
Mmm. Yum. Surely you wanna’ go.
But on the real, I am truly digging this sweet show of snow!