Monday, January 26, 2015

Calling All Couponistas

   Knowing that some readers, friends and family are coupon experts. Feeling so excited to share this website. I could barely wait until Monday, when this blog is usually written.  This came from a sad feeling. After putting the coupons I couldn't use in the recycling bin. Googling, what to do with expired Coupons?  I found this website.

    Turns out that military Commissaries will take expired coupons.
Included below is a link to the website. And it has the addresses of military bases that will take these coupons.

http://www.grocerysavingtips.com/p/military-family.html

   
     Figuring out this whole coupon thing. One must agree that getting a $3 bottle of salad dressing for .99 cents because one has a coupon that doubles is so intoxicating. I may have a stock pile before all is said and done. Saving money and helping others save money is absolutely fabulous.







Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Forty Days of Good Deeds

    I'm about to leave my 30's and turn 4O. I was feeling quite out of it. I was having a mini mid life crisis.  I was having a hard time with the thought of getting older. 

     So instead of continuing in my mini mid life crisis. I am going to make my birthday about helping others. I don't want life to be about me. Or to be a pity party. Exactly 40 days before my birthday. I am going to pray that each day I can be a blessing to someone. This is coming up soon.

       I will post a couple of the things I do. Not to brag. The humble brag is absolutely not fabulous. Hopefully to be an inspiration to others. 

      

        Posting a cute picture of Lily Poo, just because. 


#Fabulous #40Days #40GoodDeeds #40DaysofGoodDeeds

Sunday, January 11, 2015

Do You Make New Years Resolutions?

  When you make resolutions, do you keep them? I make them,  but when it comes to keeping them. I am bad. I went over my resolutions from last year. And lets just say I am not organized and I can't play the piano.  With reading the Bible and praying. I did much better. There's always room for improvement in that. 

   So from now on. No more resolutions. And with that I am free. I will work on being a better person. I will work on being a healthier person whether it's January or June. No more feeling like a failure when I don't keep them. I can start over as many times as I need too. I finally figured out that New Years Resolutions are so 2014.

   You want to hear something funny? I spent New Year's Eve
2014 watching Downton Abbey Season 3. I then spent NYE 2015 re watching Downton Abbey. This time Season 4. Does that mean I don't have a life? Don't answer. 

    Stay warm! And be your own fabulous! #fabulous #OneinaMillion



Monday, November 3, 2014

Adventures at the Olive Bar!

     I wanted to make a certain type of pasta that used tomatoes and olives. And I have to say this is my version of the pasta dish. For those of you that are Italian Food Purists. I will probably shame you to no end with my thrown together version. Truth is, recipes bore me. The only time I use recipes is when I am baking. When absolute measurements matter. Otherwise no recipes. Just let my taste buds guide me.

        So moving on with, Adventures in Olives! The I went to an olive bar and picked out my special gourmet olives.  Before starting I lurves I mean love Olives. I eat one and find out they have pits. Didn't know this. Wouldn't have purposefully bought pitted olives.


     
         I love to cook but I am no Martha Stewart. How on Earth am I going to pit all these olives? And be able to eat dinner before 9pm? I tried just slicing them, but those sweet little pits clung to their olives. When I would chomp down on a olive. I noticed that the pit would shoot right out. Knowing that I couldn't bite every olive to get the pit out. Or could I? No, no I couldn't that would be really gross. And then I would end up eating all the olives instead of using them in the dinner.

      So I came up with the idea of smashing them with a knife.......


..........Ok that works, but I am so bored just pitting one at a time.  I just couldn't see smashing twenty or thirty olives one a time. I am about to fall out of my chair and fall sound asleep just thinking about it. So I put a couple olives on the cutting board and smash them all together.
          Ahhhhh! Much Better!
     
         I dice some fresh Roma Tomatoes and mix in some Italian seasonings. These seasonings are pre mixed and so I don't know what is in them. Then mix in my pitted and chopped olives with some minced garlic. Cooked it at 400 degrees for an hour. After that I plated my pasta added my tomato and olives. Then added some mozzarella cheese. And I have my dinner. And I tell you, it was delicious. Will make this again, very soon!



        Because when you make a really good, fresh and homemade dinner. It is fabulous and it is not tyranny. Far from it. I love a fabulous home cooked meal.

TUNE IN NEXT WEEK! When I give advice on how to get olive oil stains off of your tablet cover. Just kidding, but seriously an oily tablet cover is not Fabulous.



Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Bulbs, Prayers and Faith

          While planting bulbs, I was considering how praying and faith is just like fall planting.




            Planting bulbs is like the seasons of your life. First you get the bulbs. And life is good. The weather is still relatively warm and the sun is shining most of the time. There is just a bit of chill in the air, warning you that some hardship is coming your way.

            And bulbs are plain and unfortunate. They look nothing like the finished product. Seeing the plain bulbs in the store. Marveling how such a dreary little thing could become a beautiful flower.


            Then Winter and hardship come. And you may feel beat down. Winter both the physical season and the season in my life have a way of making me feel defeated. This part of your life can make you feel like you are drowning. And you look at where you planted your prayers and it looks like soil or mulch. It is even more unfortunate than the bulbs that you planted a couple months ago.  I always remind myself the harder the winter the more beautiful the spring flowers. And the same is true in life.

 


             Even though you cannot see it. Something wonderful is going on beneath the surface.




             And then as your prayers begin to be answered. And you see the answers springing forth. As the weather gets warmer and things get a little better. And the seeds begin to spring forth. One of my favorite videos on You Tube, showing the process of seeds growing.

            

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d26AhcKeEbE





       
           


              I wish that all prayers were answered in a couple weeks or months.  Some take a year or years and even decades. I know that I have been praying for certain things for many years. And obviously the prayers haven't been answered. I don't give up hope. When the prayers are answered it will all make sense. That is where faith comes in. And keeping the faith, throughout all seasons of life is fabulous.



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Friday, October 17, 2014

Using Our Words for the Postive the Social Media Edition

      
      Something that has been weighing heavily lately. Is how our words are used. We can be a force for the positive and lift people up. Or we can be a force for the negative and tear people down. This is really hard for me. I used to be really proud of my sarcasm and wit. Seriously not realizing that on the other end of my witty snark, was another person. Maybe I knew them in real life. Maybe this person who was on the receiving end of my snark was a celebrity. Or a reality show celebrity. Not realizing that even though they put their life out there. For all of us to read about. They are still a human being with feelings.
 
           Having this sort of epiphany. When I was the victim of someone else's alleged snark. And not having done anything to deserve such treatment. I was really upset. And then I realized the error of my ways. Even though I had been having this come to Jesus moment for many months. This one incident was my moment of clarity. Everything came into focus, so to speak. 
 
           It happened when I posted a picture of my dog, Olivia. I posted it on some unknown Facebook page. With a caption saying that she was the cutest dog. And some faceless internet person said, no actually she is not cute, she is an ugly little dog. Considering neither Olivia, nor I had ever even met this person.  And considering all Olivia has gone through. In her short life. All of her health problems. She was really scrawny and sickly before I took this picture. This comment from an unknown internet person. This comment really hurt my feelings.
 
 
 
           I think that social media and the internet have emboldened people sitting behind their computer, smart phone, or tablet (myself included) And we say a lot of things that we would never dare to say to someone's face (myself included)
 
           I have to nervously admit that social media like Facebook and Twitter are my guilty pleasure. Along with message boards for my favorite TV shows and singers, etc. And I used to go to the Twitter page of people I didn't like and comment on their status updates. What benefit was there for me? Truth is there was none. Doing this in no way shape or form helps me. It actually makes me a worse person.

           Even if I find the behavior of the one I commented on to be repugnant. Will that help anyone? Especially the one that I am making a commenting about? I have already found out that it just drags me down. It doesn't do me any good. By commenting on a celebrities awful behavior. Will it somehow help the celebrity? I doubt it. I bet it would have the opposite effect. Think about it? Would you change for some random person leaving you a negative comment on social media? Or would that make you feel defensive? I mean, this person doesn't know you.
 
          I do believe that celebrities and reality TV show celebrities really do read their twitter and Facebook. Along with the message boards. And even those that are regular every day people read write posts on message boards and read the comments. They are all human and have feelings, too. We should be kind to people. Those we know in real life and those we only know from TV and  message boards. We don't know what their daily struggles are. We don't know what their emotions are. I don't want to be the person that posts a negative comment and sends someone over the edge. We may never know if someone is so emotionally fragile that a negative comment will do serious harm. Everyone is fighting a battle. So we should be kind.

          I have started asking myself if what I write is necessary? Does it need to be said? Does it need to be said, by me? Does it need to be said, right now? And even then I still fail. I still post things I shouldn't. What can I say? I am a work in progress.
 
          Join me as I become a force to use my internet words for the positive. I think the prettiest, strongest and most fabulous are those that build each other up instead of tearing down. Being a positive person is fabulous.



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Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Confession is Good for the Soul

      The September fitness minutes goal was 1000.  I didn't even get close. Just did about a quarter of that. So I will scale back my goal for October. My goal for October is 250 fitness minutes. That is eleven minutes a day, five days a week. I do believe that I can manage that.




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