Well, now that the shit storm of the election is over....

We can go back to our regularly scheduled program of talking about other stupid shit. One stupid shit I'd like to mention is the moron behind hacking into my Paypal and eBay accounts. I got a notification, while sitting in a doctor's office, with both kids in tow, that my "payment to Florida something or other" had been made with Paypal. I didn't remember ordering anything, so I went into my email, which had also sent me a ping, letting me know my eBay order was being processed. I was confused. I go to open up the email and see that a purple jelly rabbit vibrator has been ordered, off of Ebay, for $7.78, and will be shipping to my home address. I had a few thoughts about this...

1. I've been hacked.
2. Did Tommy buy me a vibrator?
3. Who buys a vibrator for $7.78 off of eBay?
4. Wait, is it used? That's gross.
5. Tommy better not have bought me a used, $7.78 vibrator, off of eBay.
6. I am going to need to make a phone call and say "vibrator" in front of my kids and a waiting room of parents, and small children.
7. You can't make this shit up. 

So, long story short, I was able to make a phone call and explain that I did not order any such (whispering, with my hand cupped over my mouth and phone) vibrator, and someone has clearly hacked my account. The woman at customer service assured me it would all be taken care of, and that I should change my passwords. Crisis averted, and I managed to do so without my children and a room full of parents thinking that I am some kind of sexual deviant. Except, fast forward a few days, and a package from "Florida something or other" ends up on my door. My initial reaction was to just throw it away, but I had to give it a look-see. And as promised, some nit wit, sent me a $7.78 purple vibrator that was not in any kind of protective plastic casing. So, I did what any other sensible person would do, and I threw it in with the recycling. I'm hoping it gets lost among the bottles and cans, and doesn't stick out like a purple penis sore thumb. If it does, my garbage men should get a real kick out of that. So, kudos to the moron, who found a way to successfully hack into my account, and then send ME something with my own money. Your Mother would be real proud. 

What's to drink....

My girl Kim has been all over with me, and she's been on the blog before, but THIS Kim is all dressed up for the holidays. Seeing this bottle got me really excited for the upcoming holiday season. It really is a special time of year, so I'm glad we get a special bottle, of one of my all-time favorite wines, to have on hand to share with family and friends.  I will be stockpiling this stuff. If there's a shortage in New Providence, you'll know who to blame. Cheers!

Kim Crawford Sauvignon Blanc looking all fancy-pants for the holidays

What's to eat....

It's crock pot season, which I find to be especially exciting, because it is the laziest form of cooking out there. Throw a bunch of shit in a pot and walk away? Yes, please. I really liked this recipe. I used less honey than it called for. I find the ketchup component to be sorta a throwback to the 70's, and it's a little trashy or something, but it works. Ketchup is delicious on burgers and french fries, but I feel like if you're throwing it into a recipe, the recipe loses some credibility. I guess I'm a bit of a ketchup snob, so to speak. And on that note, Heinz for the win. Other ketchup or, catsup (seriously, totally disgusting) are weird and strange. And it concerns me when I see other brands in people's houses. Makes me question their sanity. Anyway, this was a good one. If you have a husband or partner that doesn't mind you just serving meat, you can throw this at them. If you want to go that extra mile and microwave a pack of Trader Joe's white rice to go with it, you're a better person than me. 

Honey-Garlic Slow Cooker Chicken

http://allrecipes.com/recipe/236609/honey-garlic-slow-cooker-chicken-thighs/

Working on my fitness....

And finding the place where I am excited about being back in the gym. Last month was a rough one for me, I had some unexpected challenges, and for the first time, in a long time, I really lost my motivation to get to the gym and Crossfit. I went here and there, but my head and heart weren't really in it. Now, I'm looking at it from a learning perspective, and hoping that I can use my experience to be more understanding to myself, and others in the future. Sometimes we all need a break, and getting to the gym, or whatever outlet you prefer, is just too big a feat. And that's OK, because the thing that you don't have the energy for, or the motivation to do, will be waiting for you, with open arms, once you are ready. This week I finally feel like I am back to myself, in and out of the gym. I made myself the most ridiculously motivating playlist, and got my ass back to the place that I love, the place that brings me confidence, sanity, and strength, in body, and mind. The playlist made me a little weepy, but everything has the tendency to make me a little weepy. I just took it as another sign that things are going back to how they should be. I hope that if you are facing some hard stuff, and finding it hard to get to your place, you know to do yourself the favor and be kind to yourself, and remind yourself, that whatever it is, it will be waiting for you, when you are ready. This is a sappier post than usual, don't get used to it. 

Wishing you ALL of the Good Stuff. 

XO

Tara 

P.S. On the topic of stupid stuff..I'd like to give mention to another moron, who is the man that invented the stupid grocery carts with the kiddie car in the front. Hey guy, thanks for thinking this would be fun for the kids, but it's the LEAST helpful thing I deal with on a weekly basis. Moron-who-invented-this-thing, I have taken out multiple Entenmenn's displays, hit other shoppers (usually an elderly woman, who gives me a death stare, despite my profuse apologies), and I am concerned my daughter is going to suffer a traumatic head injury because I can never maneuver the thing out of the automatic doors of the place without crashing violently. Also, it's always very loud and rickety sounding, so on top of me careening through the store knocking shit all over the place, and injuring old ladies, I am also so overstimulated from all the noise that piece of shit car cart makes, I'm a wreck by the time I get out of the store. But because these things exist, and Kelsey doesn't seem to mind all the crashing and noise, I either contend with the car cart, or the wrath of my daughter, throwing herself all over the place, if we don't use the stupid cart. Thanks for nothing, guy. I hope you get yours.