Well, LJ... you put the nail in my LJ Blog coffin. I'm finally leaving you. No, don't try to talk me out of it.... I could put up with your annoying banner ads and all, but when you just popped up a video ad for Best Buy that I had to watch before getting to read my post/update it... well, that's just going too far. I've been seeing the writing on the wall that you're going the way of the great SS Titanic, LJ, but this is just lame. My friends, you may now find me at my new wordpress blog. I do so love some of the aspects of LJ, still, but I just can't get down with this. And sadly, I will more than likely be even less present on your LJs, my friends, but I'll come back once in a while to check.  Catch ya on the flipside.

 

Beezers' Bourbon Bacon Pecan Pie

This recipe is a modified version of Paula Dean's Bourbon Pecan Pie. At the Pumplin Thanksgiving 08 Celebration, I found myself eating some homemade pecan pie and thinking there was something missing. I've always been a huge fan of pecan pie, but it sometimes borders on just too sweet for me. So, while talking with the fam about this conundrum, I thought, "What if I added bacon?" It was a moment of brilliance, where the heavens opened, angels sang and the great spirit of bacon shone down on pecan pie and made it whole.

( Click her for the secret recipe )
If you ever give this pie a try, do me a favor and let me know! missbeezers AT gmail DOT com

 

I need to get back on track with my exercise/food tracking.  The last few weeks, I have ignored exercise, jogging, calorie counting, etc., all because I'm feeling rebellious and lazy.  

Well, I refuse to keep going down this sad, dark tunnel of self loathing.  Time to get back in gear.

I just feel like once I've messed up, I'm toast.  Like, I was doing SO WELL for a while there, then I mess up once and I'm on the bad-eating, stressing, no fun, fatty fat fat wagon again.  

OK self, let's get things back in gear again. 

Sunday, sunday, SUNDAY!!! In DC.

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Bark Victory! recently moved from LA to DC and hopes to keep our mission going in our new home. Bark Victory! was recently profiled in In Magazine LA - http://www.inlamagazine.com/pdfedition/1126.pdf - pg. 36!

Bark Victory! is back on track in DC on August 23rd at the Velvet Lounge, raising money for PETS-DC (www.petsdc.org) who help folks with HIV and AIDS take care of their pets. Scheduled to perform are: tribal fusion bellydance troupe Kallisti Tribal, rocking accordionista Eric Voboril, musical comedy trio Eva Brontosaurus, acoustic rocker Tom Goss and and alt. rockers Candy Coated Pain Pills. The evening is hosted by DC's fittest comedienne Dawn MacLear. Doors 7:30 PM, Show 8:00 PM sharp! $10 suggested donation. Velvet Lounge is located at 915 U St., N.W., kitty corner from the Green Line U St. metro stop.

I'm feeling a bit of a slump lately.  Even though I have been taking care of myself, I'm feeling some serious guilt about my life in general.  Mainly, I'm feeling like I fail as a fully functioning, well rounded adult.

And by those statements, I mean that I just can't seem to "get it."  I have no clue how to balance all of the little things I have to do in a day, week, month.  For instance, if I make fitness a priority and stick to exercising at least 5 days a week, that time is sucked away from other important things, like doing laundry, cleaning the kitchen, remembering to drop off my library books or iron clothes.  And, subsequently, if I make sure every night to vacuum the living room and clean up dinner/wipe down the counters, I then find I have no time to take out the recycling, exercise, knit, dance, etc., etc., etc... you catch my drift.

And add on top of this the need to take care of Story and try to enjoy my time with her and Tim.  What it all equates to is feeling like a busy, worn out, stressed out mess who NEVER gets everything done. The only way I can think of is to totally deny doing anything for myself and never getting any sleep. BOTH of which aren't options.

I just don't know what to do sometimes. I feel like I seriously need to assess my life and figure out how I can get all of these tasks handled. Because as it is, I'm whirling out of control.

I wish I had the money to hire a maid, a life coach and an organizational/time management specialist.  I need a sugar daddy/mommy!

 For just 3 easy installments of $19.95, I can share with you the magic weightloss secret that lets you eat what you want, drink a glass of wine or two per day, eat delightful desserts and shed pounds while you haven't done a lick of exercise.  Do not be fooled by competitors, the Beezers Secret of The Ages Diet will have you gasping at your scale and fitting into your skinny jeans.

( Click here for the secret. )

All joking aside, I need to get some rest/sleep soon.  We're going on week two of raising a baby with an extreme amount of energy, hightened mobility and a completely whacked out sleep schedule.  So, Tim and I are basically zombies.

:*( 

We're excited for tonight because we're going to a wedding and my mom is watching Story overnight.  AKA we can get a full night's sleep without worrying about the baby.  This will be heaven, I tell you!

Why does it seem like the more I watch my weight and exercise, the hungrier I get?  I didn't used to get 11 a.m. hunger pangs, but now I find myself every day at 11 a.m. on the dot wanting to reach into my lunch stash. And what's worse- I am completely out of snacks.  Since getting on the Eating Better Bus, I usually keep pretzel rods around that I can gnaw on whenever I feel a snack attack, but today I polished off the last one.  Grrrrr.

On another note, I have purchased a scale so I can monitor my weightloss.  I am thrilled to say that I am only 10lbs away from my pre-baby weight!  I had originally set the goal of being back to my pre-Story weight by January, to give myself some breathing room.  But I think I'll be past my goal in the next month or two. YAY!  And in all, I am SO PROUD to say that I have lost 50lbs already since she was born. 

Although my final goal is still a good 50lbs away.  I hope that by this time next year, I'll hit that goal or be darned close to hitting it.  I figure that if I keep up my exercise routine, keep dodging bad for me foods like a ninja (except for my splurge days, which I'm allowed a couple a month) and sign up for as many running events as I can, I'll get there eventually.

Just to share with other friends who are trying to slim down the lifestyle changes I've made that have made the difference:

( my weight loss tactics )

For those of you out there in the weight-losing game, let me know what you do to stay on target, too.  I think having a community to share with really helps me when it comes to things like this.

We watched Firefly and boy, does it make me sad.  It is SUCH a good show, such a DAMNED GOOD SHOW that it makes my blood boil that it got cancelled so soon into the story.  And yes, my poor browncoat heart can admit now that it will never, EVER get another shot.  But grrrr... how is it that so much crap gets to stay on TV and something this great gets the can?