Party Like It’s “1985” (<–Sarcasm)

So my mom turned a certain significant age this summer. An age which she would kill me if I revealed. It doesn’t hurt that she looks all of 35, so she lets people think she was a teenager when she had me which I think is hilarious.

I mean really. I pray to the good Lord that I inherited those genes.

I mean really. I pray to the good Lord that I inherited those genes.

So of course we wanted to celebrate this occasion with a big party, but because we’ve moved so much, her closest friends live all over the country. Meaning that if we were to have a big party, like 4 of her girls would be there. Sad Face.

So instead, I, my dad, and my sister planned a big birthday girls’ weekend to Dallas!

Y'all. My friend Raven is a super talented graphic designer. She did all of our wedding stuff, Bryan's business cards, and tons more for us! She doesn't have a name for her freelance business yet, but I will totally hook you up!

Y’all. My friend Raven is a super talented graphic designer. She did all of our wedding stuff, Bryan’s business cards, and tons more for us! She doesn’t have a name for her freelance business yet, but I will totally hook you up!

My mom, sister, and I drove down together, which was really fun, even if we were extremely late and had to meet everyone at the restaurant instead of the hotel and change and fix makeup and hair in/outside of the car in a parking garage. Aaah memories.

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Notice the two boxes of Joe Joes cookies back there. That’s called roadtrip pregaming.

After getting high off perfume and hairspray fumes in the car, it actually ended up being a really fun fist night. We went to Shops at Legacy in Plano and had dinner at Benihana with the 3 of us, my Mimi, and my mom’s friends Leslie and Alicia, all of whom stayed with us the whole weekend! After dinner we walked around the corner to Paciugo, a gelato bar, where my friend Charlotte and her sister met us for dessert.

My mom felt super classy taking her pregnant daughter and her underage daughter into the bar area while we waited for our table. The weekend just got better from there.

My mom felt super classy taking her pregnant daughter and her underage daughter into the bar area while we waited for our table. The weekend just got better from there.

My Mimi decorated the hotel room to surprise my mom when we got back. It was beautiful and girly, just like my mom likes. This is weird because if you met her you would not think she’d be into girly things, but she loves her some pink and purple and flowers.

This was on the hotel room door greeting us.

This was on the hotel room door greeting us.

Fresh flowers from Mimi and candy from me.

Fresh flowers from Mimi and candy from me.

More fun balloons!

More fun balloons!

Our first night back, we had a slumber party in our PJs. We watched Father of the Bride 2 (the baby one!) and had the candy pictured above and popcorn in the most adorable popcorn buckets ever.

How cute and perfect are these?!

How cute and perfect are these?!

 

This was taken Saturday morning. We did our best party girl impression and left everything a mess like this all night. I made Midori Sours for everyone complete with cherries and fun silly straws and cocktail glasses.

This was taken Saturday morning. We did our best party girl impression and left everything a mess like this all night. I made Midori Sours for everyone complete with cherries and fun silly straws and cocktail glasses.

I also put these fun swizzle sticks in there! Confession: these are leftover from our wedding. My friend Erin taught me how to make them so you know I can't take full credit for a craft. But they are super fun and probably easy to make for the non craft-challenged people.

I also put these fun swizzle sticks in there! Confession: these are leftover from our wedding. My friend Erin taught me how to make them so you know I can’t take full credit for a craft. But they are super fun and probably easy to make for the non craft-challenged people.

So on Saturday we went to the Galleria and shopped for a bit. Keep in mind that none of us live in Dallas, so trying to navigate anywhere was like trying to herd around a bunch of cats. We also went to the Grapevine Mills Mall close to our hotel which ended in me driving by myself in Dallas for the first time. I give all the credit to Siri.

Saturday night we went to my mom’s favorite restaurant in Dallas, Razzoo’s Cajun Cafe. This is where the big birthday party happened. Charlotte came again, along with my friend Arden and her new baby girl Cambrie. I’ll give you one guess how the rest of the night went with a bunch of women and a newborn.

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I made her wear these things, which she LOVED. She loves for all the attention to be on her, you can ask her. I also got her that fancy goblet and made her carry it around everywhere. I'm hoping I'm still in her will.

I made her wear these things, which she LOVED. She loves for all the attention to be on her, you can ask her. I also got her that fancy goblet and made her carry it around everywhere. I’m hoping I’m still in her will.

So before I continue, I need to pause and tell you that last weekend I was down in Dallas for a podcast conference that Bryan attended. Since I had some downtime while he was there, Charlotte helped me do some recon work for fun location for the girls weekend. My mom wanted to sit and have drinks on a patio somewhere after the birthday dinner Saturday night, so we found a fun, themed place called the Truckyard. We went to a few other places too that were really crowded and loud, so when the Truckyard was quiet, had an eclectic age group, and a really laid back vibe to it, I knew it was perfect.

Fast-forward to Saturday night after Razzoo’s when we got there. What Charlotte and I didn’t know was that it was move-in week for SMU and UTD, which were both right by this place. It was packed with college students and they were carding. This would have been a problem since my sister is 16, but the bouncer was feeling flirty apparently, and when she marched up to him in her party dress and braces and asked how old you had to be to get in (This is never a suspicious question right?), someone assured him that she wouldn’t be drinking and he just let her in. Our back-up argument was that she was with her mother and grandmother, but apparently all the guy needed was an assurance from a stranger that she would obey the law. Thankfully, she was planning on it anyway.

The ladies in our group were not feeling the college vibe, however, so we left and went back to the hotel to hang out and eat more candy.

Sunday morning some people had to go home, but the rest of us went to Klyde Warren Park and had brunch at the food trucks. The food was OMG SO GOOD. Plus, they had a truck that made custom ice cream sandwiches, y’all. SO. GOOD.

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It was a great weekend and I’m happy that so many people were able to come out and celebrate my awesome mom’s birthday. I’m kind of a fan of hers if you couldn’t tell. We even let her sleep on the way home instead of blasting music she doesn’t like. That’s true love, you guys.

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This is my baby sister driving. I’m past the point of this bothering me because I DIDN’T HAVE TO DRIVE.

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Peep Crispy Treats…It’s What It Sounds Like.

BIG NEWS! I’m cooking again! Apparently the baby decided that I can be trusted to handle multiple food smells at once again, so I’m back in the kitchen in all my glory (Bryan’s words, not mine. Kind of.)

So I am not a big sweet tooth, which helps along the fact that I am not much of a baker. It also makes for a difficult time for my mother as she tries to find candy stocking stuffers and Easter basket goodies. Yes, Bryan and I both still get Easter baskets from both sets of parents and will until the day we die and JUST WHATEVER ABOUT IT.

Anyway. My husband, on the contrary, is a giant lover of all things sugary and dessert, but for some reason is not a huge Peep fan. This leads to lots of leftover boxes of Peeps after every Easter. I set them out for guests to take, but apparently month-old candy (candy?) isn’t very appealing. This considered, Bryan’s favorite dessert of all time is Rice Crispy Treats. He doesn’t like Peeps but he likes MARSHMALLOW treats. I don’t get it either.

Because Peeps don’t expire ever apparently, we decided to make the most of them by turning them into his favorite sweet treat.

NOTE: I was not paid for this at all by Peeps or Rice Krispies. I just didn’t feel like taping over labels and using vague synonyms for all of my ingredients.

I give you:


You will need:

The usual suspects: Rice Krispies (You could also use generic if you’re so inclined.), butter, a stirrin’ spoon, and salt, which is not pictured. Sorry.

AND: Peeps! I used purple also, but they didn’t make it into the photo.

The rest of these are ACTION SHOTS. That’s why they’re so blurry, duh. Not because I’m impatient or anything.

Throw some butter (like 1/3 stick) into each saucepan. Then dump each package of peeps into separate pots. It’s important to do each color separately because ew.

Next, throw some salt in there. You do this with regular crispy treats, but with Peeps variety it’s extra important because OMG so much sugar.

Goodbye sweet Peeps.

Next, stir them all until they are melted down. You can do this for each one individually, but make sure the others are on low or no heat while you babysit one of them. If you haven’t smelt the burnt butter/marshmallow combo, just trust me. You can also do what I did, which is make Bryan help me. They are for him, after all.

It will eventually look this like. NOTE: If you are a food color-sensitive person like I am, don’t use green Peeps. It will remind you of the Nickelodeon slime days.

PCT pouring

Coat bowls with nonstick spray or butter, then pour in some rice cereal (like 1.5 cups or so). Once your Peeps are melted, QUICKLY pour them over the cereal before they cool. Coat your spoon in spray or butter and stir stir stir!

Once it’s all combined, coat a pan in nonstick spray/butter and dump your concoction in there.

Press each color into strips. You can really press them in there however you want, but I chose to do mine like some sort of Easter flag. Again, I would advise against mixing them all together, because ew.

And there you have it! My husband has already taken out like half the pan. With a little help from my sister-a fellow sweet tooth.

I’m super excited to be back to my regular cooking schedule. I got giddy while meal-planning. I kid you not. I even made mocha brownies FROM SCRATCH Y’ALL. I would share the recipe, but I didn’t take pictures, sooo.

Love, Alex

The Daily Fav Day 15: Candy Crush!

I failed. I fell into the black hole trap that is Candy Crush. I fell early too. I was the one running around telling people not to download it because the would be sucked in too. This game is ridiculous, time-wasting, and childish. And I love it!

Below is another list within a list of reasons why Candy Crush sucks/is awesome:

1. I am the sole reason that Bryan has never downloaded or played this game. Seriously, he hates it. For no other reason than the fact that it is such a distraction for me.

2. I sadly and embarrassingly have definitely spent money on this thing. I’m sorry but when I am one jelly bubble away from moving on a this freaking level I’ve been stuck in for a week, $0.99 seems worth it at the time of my insanity.

3. These people are freaking genius. How they got grown adults to obsess over a game of candy, lollipops, and rainbows and PAY THEM MONEY FOR IT is beyond me. They make almost $100K a day on this thing.

4. I don’t log it into my Facebook. I do this a) because it’s annoying when other people send me requests, and b) because I am apparently too stupid to figure out how to get lives from other people because I can’t figure it out and I’ve tried it several times.

5. A few months ago, my phone had to be reset and apparently I had removed the option to save my progress in Candy Crush and so it deleted everything I had before like, August. It’s a little very, very sad how angry it made me.

6. This game made me hate chocolate, and I am angry about that. Other players know where I’m at with this.

7. See how ridiculous I sound? Seriously don’t play it. Ever.

PS: I am fully aware of how idiotic this is (See: entire post), but I won’t stop and you can’t make me. So there!