Niner Nation, Spaghetti, & A Recipe

This morning I woke up, opened my blinds & looked outside with my sloth eyeballs. The first thought that came to mind was, ‘I have to run today”. So, I did.

I also stopped and said hello to my favorite neighbors, Bessie and Esther. They are stinky bitches, eat grass, and let people squeeze their tits all day for milk. But I love them. There are 3 cows, 1 bunny, and tons of chickens. I was concerned that I would get chased off the property by the owner in his carhartt overalls with a shotgun, but it was worth the risk. Here are some photos I took while I coughed up a lung.

I came home, drank an ice cold glass of water, and made the most delicious shake ever. It had strawberries, blueberries, rasberries, 2 scoops of plain greek yogurt, flaxseed, almond milk, and orange juice. I got a little excited & made a mess…

After, I showered and went to the grocery store to get what I needed for a delicious homemade spaghetti dinner. Here is the recipe I am following. I prefer the Healthy Harvest pasta over regular pasta, because it is whole grain and I always support healthier options. Dinner turned out delicious, Andy and I are so happy with the way it turned out.

I made some garlic and brie to eat while I watched the game today. Even though my boys lost tonight, I still stand by them. Yes it was rough, and I did have some tears in my eyes when we lost in overtime. BUT, I’m a huge 49ers fan and so proud that we made it this far. Next year baby…


All in all I had a great Sunday. No words can describe the smile on my face when my man showed up 2 hours early from work. We watched the game together and he comforted me after the loss. These are the kind of Sundays I have dreamed of… I hope you had a great Sunday as well. Despite the fact that it’s the day before the most dreaded day of the week it’s still the best in my eyes. Loves, smooches, and football chest bumps until next time. XOXO, Bee

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I Still Love You…

Maybe when you watched the game today, you thought of me. After all, you were the one who planted the seed of love for the 49ers into this beautiful garden I call life. I still wear this perfume you gave me, but only on days where my heart feels stable & the weather says there isn’t any precipitation in the forecast. Deep down, I wonder if you read my blog still. Part of me hopes that you’re hanging onto the only way you can be a part of my life right now. Being humans, we make mistakes. I guess you could say we have both been acting like humans without any filters. Forgiveness is something I strongly believe in but still struggle with every single day. I hope that we can look past the bitterness & stop being stubborn… I understand that I am not always right (even when I am wrong), so I promise not to point fingers. We both still have so much to learn. I do hope that eventually, we can do the learning together. Until then, know that I still love you, & I am still crossing my fingers you do too.

Just to clear things up… This post is not about some secret man or ex-boyfriend in my life, it is about my father. My boss likes to say, ‘Never assume, because you will make an ass out of you & me’. Sorry for the misunderstanding… Thank you.