Monday, February 28, 2011

Inspired quote.

enough said.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Soups on Sunday.

This is a weeknight soup. Or an any night soup. Or an I'm hungry and don't know what to make soup. It can be made in under 15 minutes. That is not a typo -- under FIFTEEN minutes.  

I ran across the recipe years ago when Cookie Magazine often provided my cooking inspiration. Kids were young and cookbooks were scarce. I quickly tore the page from the magazine, inserted it in my completely unorganized recipe organizer.  I have since pulled it out on many chilly nights. Or when I'm sick and I need to make something easy {for myself - insert sniffles}. Or when I don't have anything for lunch. Truly, it is easy, satisfying and comforting. A perfect companion in my humble estimation. 

Put it in your arsenal and use liberally!

via Dinner: a Love Story
4 cups chicken broth
1/4 cup uncooked orzo
salt and pepper
3 eggs
3 tablespoons lemon juice
Rotisserie chicken (optional)

In a saucepan bring broth to a boil. Add orzo and cook until al dente {approx. 7 minutes}. Season with salt and pepper and reduce heat to low. In a medium bowl, whisk together eggs and lemon juice until smooth. Ladle about 1 cup of the hot broth into the egg - lemon mixture, whisking to combine {you're tempering the eggs so they don't scramble - don't skip this step}. Add the mixture back to the simmering saucepan. Stir just until the soup becomes opaque and thickens as the eggs cook, 1-2 minutes. Add chicken and more salt and pepper if desired. 

And if you have not yet purchased Time for Dinner: Strategies, Inspiration, and Recipes for Family Meals Every Night of the Week {by the Cookie editors}, what are you waiting for?! It is my go-to family meal cookbook!

Friday, February 25, 2011

What to wear.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Travel fantasy.

I am always planning our next big trip, or weekend getaway, or summer excursion. It doesn't matter what the occasion, I love to travel and for what I lack in actual time to travel I more than make up for in fantasizing about my travels. 

And I have a particular affinity for northern California. I especially adore the coast just north of San Francisco. Mill Valley, Larkspur, Corte Madera -- it all holds a special place in my heart. So when I ran across this amazing this rental -- the Poet's Loft -- my jaw dropped. The house is near Point Reyes, where you could hike to the lighthouse and eat fresh cheese. And it has a hot tub on the deck. A day trip to the wine country is an absolute must. But even with all that is within close proximity, I fear I would spend all day sitting in this room and just enjoying the view.

Wouldn't you love to stay there?

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Girls' Trip!

I cannot say for certain, but I think my friends and I have planned an incredible girls' weekend.  If my family's plans to sabotage my trip fail, this is what I have in store. 

We are headed to Charleston, South Carolina. 

Just girls. 

No husbands. 

No kids. 

No agendas. 

Just good friends looking to reconnect and celebrate our collective 40th birthday!

We are staying at the Restoration on King, a little boutique hotel right in the heart of Charleston. The rooms resemble a swanky little furnished apartment -- perfect for a bunch of girls who *may* want to spend a few hours lounging around each day! Additionally, they bring continental breakfast to your room each day, offer an evening wine and cheese reception, and {be still my heart}, cookies and milk are served each evening. Suffice to say, I think I will be quite comfortable staying here. 

We will spend one evening dining at Rue de Jean, a refined French café and bar who claims to "pay homage to the classic brasserie cuisine that inspired vehemently loyal Parisians." Ohhh la la!  I suppose I need a crash course in ordering French wines?!

We will shop on swanky King Street as well as at the Old City Market. I cannot wait to see what quirky little finds I stumble across in the antique stores or at the market!

We will also enjoy a "Haunted Charleston Walking Tour." Boo!

One morning we will spend a few hours learning {and sampling} the secrets of low country cooking. On the menu: Shrimp and Squash Soup with Local Goat Cheese Cream; Braised Pork Chop and Butterbean Cassoulet; Marinated and Grilled Winter Vegetables with Balsamic Drizzle and Fried Cornbread Squares: Pear and Sausage Pilaf; Double Crusted Bourbon Apple Pie a la mode. Heaven! 

We scheduled a private tour with Old South Carriage Ride.  We were planning to bundle up and sip on hot chocolate during the tour {southern girls!}, but alas, it looks like we will enjoy more moderate temps than we initially expected. I cannot wait to sit back and enjoy a lively tour of such a beautiful and historic city! 

That evening we will dine at Husk. It sounds divine: "Brock and Chef de Cuisine Travis Grimes, a Lowcountry native, reinterpret the bounty of the surrounding area, exploring an ingredient-driven cuisine that begins in the rediscovery of heirloom products and redefines what it means to cook and eat in Charleston." They had me at "Chef de Cuisine." 

We'll end our weekend with brunch. Of course Charleston has so many great restaurants, that we simply cannot decide. We are currently holding reservations at both High Cotton and Magnolias

I'm torn after perusing both menus:  banana bread french toast at High Cotton or Marscapone French Toast at Magnolia.  How's a girl to choose?! Maybe I'll check to see who offers bottomless mimosas.  That would seal the deal. 

We said all along that it didn't matter where we went -- we just wanted to be together. Now, I'm starting to think we'll have the best of all worlds!

Where is the most spectacular place you've visited with friends? Was it all you hoped it would be? 

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Music break.

I adore Adele.  I fell in love with her, along with most of the country, in 2008 when she stunned a huge SNL audience during the infamous Tina Fey / Sarah Palin skit season. Her first album, 19, is among my all-time favorites. I just downloaded her latest offering, 21, and cannot wait to listen to it in its entirety.  

Take a break and enjoy her rich, robust, voluptuously bluesy voice. 

Monday, February 21, 2011


It has been too long. Much too long since I have gone away with girl friends. I adore my duo and the hubs, but there is something special about going away with just friends. Especially friends who have known you since you looked like this:

You just know they love you. Truly, there is no other explanation. 

And I'm not sure if you noticed {you may be too distracted by the perm gone awry - I was hoping for Farrah Fawcett but think the stylist hated me} but I was fashionable enough to wear a strawberry pin on the lapel of my very colorful fruit shirt. Sassy. But what you can't see is perhaps my favorite part: shiny purple pants. It was 1980 after all. I was just coming into my own and stretching my fashion legs {clearly a little too far}!

Back to the point:  they are very, very good friends. Friends who I have known for three decades but some of whom I haven't seen in years. I am looking forward to reconnecting. Spending long days and nights talking and shopping and eating and talking and eating and drinking and talking. 

Obviously, though, my family is attempting to sabotage my plans. My Little Guy has been home sick with a fever since Friday morning. I think / hope / pray the fever broke last night and we are through the worst of it. 

But you know how this goes: Little Miss Thang will fall tomorrow or Tuesday. And my immune system will inevitably give in on Wednesday or Thursday. Just in time. And while these friends adore me, I am pretty sure they do not adore feverish, coughing, sniffling, barfing me. 

So, you see, my family is sabotaging my plans. 

They've clearly been planning this for weeks.  

And their timing is impeccable. I think my throat is a bit sore already. 


Thursday, February 17, 2011

Virtual Guide to Airline Travel.

Traveling, or more specifically, traveling on a budget should be an Olympic sport. There are a plethora of websites offering "the very best" deals. The possibilities are endless. Which is why it is nearly impossible to compare apples to apples even when line up the fares back-to-back. There are bag fees on some, but not all carriers (thank you Southwest!). Additionally, the fees vary from carrier to carrier. And I simply cannot remember which is which and how much they each charge. 

Today I was booking flights for a trip to Florida. Continental was $83 cheaper than Southwest, but now that the Hubs has lost his Platinum status on Continental {insert pathetic sobs} we'll not only be sitting in coach *GASP* but paying to check four suitcases?!  

I would love to think we'd just carry-on. It sounds so savvy and jet-setter-ish. But here's the thing: I'm not a jet-setter. I don't get away too often and when I do I take every outfit I can pack into my 45 inch piece of luggage. Yes, I often have the "HEAVY" sticker slapped upon my bag. It's not pretty. Nor I am as I hoist it off the conveyor belt while trying not to knock-out one of my kids who inevitably wants to "help."  

But I digress. 

I found this nifty little chart today that shows fees charged by various airlines for the first bag, the second bag {my "heavy" bag is saving me another $30 I now defensively note}, and other helpful bits such as what items can be gate checked and which must be checked at the counter.

It's a handy little addition to my virtual travel file and I thought you may like it too.

I'm generous like that. But stay away from my free drink coupons.  I hear I'll need to use them in coach.

Click on the image to enlarge.  

via Best Travel Deals Blog

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Big shoes to fill.

I adore my Little Miss Thang. Adore her! Though, she can be quite challenging at times. She eats with her mouth open. She does not care if her hair looks like a nest. She really does not want to wear anything other than jeans and t-shirts {and for the record, I rarely wear jeans and t-shirts}. She constantly uses incorrect grammar and UGGGHs at me when I correct her. She is her very own little person -- full of vim and vigor.

So the other day when I saw her trotting around the house in my wedge boots, I thought to myself: my, she does have some big shoes to fill. Not because I've been so successful or expect her to take the path that I chose or some path I've predetermined for her. I have no idea what she may want to do. 

The "shoes" she must fill are my expectations for her. I am completely aware of it but am unable to adjust: I've set my expectations for her quite high. I push her harder than her {twin} brother. I expect more in so many ways. I see an inner strength in her and know that I can push her. She will persevere. She has that fire. So I push further and expect more.

Is that fair to her? 

Or him? 

I'm not sure.  

And in terms of full disclosure here, my Little Guy seems to naturally exceed expectations. He always does well in school. He has impeccable manners. He practices the piano without being asked. He says yes ma'am when I speak to him. So maybe it's just that I see little room for improvement in him {at this point -  I know his time will come.}

And well, Little Miss Thang's natural output are her constant companions: attitude and sass. If Little Miss Thang brings home a bad grade she immediately says it was because the teacher explained it wrong {always someone else's fault}. When I ask her to do her homework she groans. And my Little Guy tells me he loves me and her at least 5 times each day. She refuses to admit she has any feelings for him {he's okay} and gives me big hugs while muttering something inaudible in my ear. "Just be nice!" I say 500 hundred times each day {truly, this is not setting the bar too high}. 

She is smart and strong. She does not let anyone {especially me} tell her what to do or who to be. I love this aspect of her. And hate it. 

But it is this very resistance that makes me push harder. It makes me think she can handle it. It makes me think she can fill boots much, much bigger than my size 6 wedges. 

Do you parent your children differently? Do you admittedly favor one? Are you harder on another? Is it a birth order thing for most? Harder on your oldest? Or, like me, do you think it is a reaction to his or her innate nature? 

Monday, February 14, 2011

God's Chocolates.

As Valentine's Day approaches there is chocolate absolutely everywhere I look: boxes of chocolate in all the stores, chocolate on tv, even chocolate girl scout cookies. 




I even saw chocolate Altoid breath mints in the grocery checkout aisle the other day! I think that's what led me to remember the famous quote from Forrest Gump: "Life is like a box of chocolates ... you never know what you're gonna get." {you know the accent.}

In reality, that phrase can be true in many ways. We wake up every morning completely unsure of what the day may hold for us. We've made our plans. Sometimes they even happen the way we make them. But we never know for sure, do we?

The days that come with caramel in the middle are my favorite. The ones with the strawberry goo are just so so — but the ones with coconut — YUCK! I'd rather go back to bed. Then there's the days where tragedy or difficult times come out of nowhere, and the chocolate sits untouched ... there's simply no sweetness to be had in those moments, it seems.

God knows that life as it pertains to circumstances is uncertain for us. That's why He comforts us and reminds us so many times that He is our constant companion, our steadfast friend, our consistently loving God and Savior. He doesn't keep promises the way we do:

When God wanted to guarantee His promises, He gave His word, a rock-solid guarantee — God can't break His word.

You see, no matter what chocolate we are "in the middle of" right now, He is there — with the certainty of His promise today and life everlasting. Listen to how Hebrews 6:19-20 encourages us:

"We who have run for our very lives to God have every reason to grab the promised hope with both hands and never let go. It's an unbreakable spiritual lifeline, reaching past all appearances right to the very presence of God where Jesus, running on ahead of us, has taken up His permanent post as high priest for us . . . ."

I love the visual picture of grabbing on to Him with both hands as He runs ahead of me to the Father. That makes me able to get up today and everyday and praise Him for whatever comes my way.

Let's binge on His priceless box of chocolates today — the sweetest and most satisfying of them all.

"Taste and see that the Lord is good;
Blessed is the man who takes refuge in Him."
Psalm 34:8

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Soups on Sunday - Valentine's Edition.

I realize beets are not for everyone, but my Valentine adores them. And what else produces this gorgeous Valentine's color!?

So, if {and that is a big if} we were dining alone for Valentine's, I would serve this soup with a bottle of champagne and a small side salad {note my priorities}. 

We would linger over the soup. 





Just enough to get us to dessert which is, after all, the main event. And in this romantic parellel universe {where kids do not demand attention and refuse beet soup} we would end with a Chocolate Cloud Cake. And additional bubbly, of course!  

Ahhh, a girl can dream. 

If you are living the dream, try it for yourself.

Roasted Beet Soup 

1/2 pound red beets (about 3 medium)
1 1/2 teaspoons butter
1 1/2 teaspoons olive oil
1 leek (white and pale green parts only), chopped
1 small onion, thinly sliced
1 celery stalk, chopped
1/8 teaspoon ground ginger
1/8 teaspoon ground allspice
1/8 teaspoon ground white pepper
2 cups water
1 small bay leaf
1 fresh thyme sprig
1 fresh parsley sprig
1/4 cup whipping cream

2 tablespoons crème fraîche or sour cream (for garnish)

Preheat oven to 350°F. Wrap beets in foil and roast until tender when pierced with fork, about 1 hour. Cool. Peel beets. Cut 1/4 of 1 beet into 1/4-inch cubes; reserve for garnish. Cut remaining beets into 1/2-inch pieces.

Melt butter with oil in heavy medium saucepan over medium-high heat. Add leek, onion, and celery and cook until beginning to brown, stirring frequently, about 13 minutes. Stir in ginger, allspice, white pepper, and 1/2-inch beet pieces. Cook until vegetables begin to stick to bottom of pot, stirring frequently, about 7 minutes. Add 2 cups water, bay leaf, thyme sprig, and parsley sprig. Bring to boil. Reduce heat to low, cover, and simmer until vegetables are very tender, about 25 minutes. Remove bay leaf, thyme sprig, and parsley sprig. Cool soup slightly. Working in batches, puree soup in blender with cream. Season to taste with salt and pepper. (Can be made 1 day ahead. Cool slightly, cover, and refrigerate.)

Gently rewarm soup (do not boil). Divide between 2 bowls. Garnish each with 1 tablespoon crème fraîche. Sprinkle with reserved beet cubes.

Photo and recipe via

Friday, February 11, 2011


I'm boycotting blogging today!  

It's a bloggy boycott day. 

As if I needed a reason!  

If you tweet, find me at @amyeatlivelaugh!

I'm sure I'll be tweeting up a storm. 

Not just taking a day off. 

Of course not. 

There is important tweeting to be done!

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Thoughtful Thursday.


I'm not certain if this is just realistic or setting the bar a tad too low.


Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Double stuffed, indeed!

Some people simply take desserts more seriously than others. To some, desserts are merely an after-thought. Something you can do without. 

I've never understood such people. 

To me dessert is the reason I eat my meal. To be fair, I do generally enjoy my meal, but it is a means to an end. And the end generally involves chocolate. 

You may have noticed, but both Oreos and chocolate chip cookies hold a special place in my heart. A dear, dear place. I am fairly certain I sustained my duo in utero with my constant companions: Oreos and milk. And since birth I have used my duo's existence to bake my homemade chocolate chip cookies as often as possible. And believe me, it is possible for me to bake them quite often. 

Don't judge and leave vicious comments calling me a bad mom and noting how my children are at increased risk of obesity and other horrid ailments. We also all eat plenty of fresh spinach. Balance, folks. I promise: I have never given them cookies for dinner. 

Cookies before dinner, yes, but not cookies for dinner. 

But enough about me, take a look at this ooey gooey goodness. 

Now run, do not walk, to the store to purchase the ingredients {that is, if you don't already have them on hand as I do}. Your children will immediately adore you and forever remember you as the sweet mom who was always willing to put her own figure at risk to ensure you could sample such goodness! 

We are making memories here. 

And I'm fairly certain this will be memorable. 

Oreo-Stuffed Chocolate Chip Cookies

2 sticks softened butter
3/4 cup packed light brown sugar

1 cup granulated sugar
2 large eggs
1 tablespoon pure vanilla
3 1/2 Cups all purpose flour
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon baking soda
10 oz bag chocolate chips
1 bag Oreo Cookies

1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. In a stand or electric mixer cream butter and sugars until well combined. Add in eggs and vanilla until well combined.

2. In a separate bowl mix the flour, salt and baking soda. Slowly add to wet ingredients along with chocolate chips until just combined. Using a cookie scoop take one scoop of cookie dough and place on top of an Oreo Cookie. Take another scoop of dough and place on bottom of Oreo Cookie. Seal edges together by pressing and cupping in hand until Oreo Cookie is enclosed with dough. Place onto a parchment or silpat lined baking sheet and bake cookies 9-13 minutes or until cookies are baked to your liking. Let cool for 5 minutes before transferring to cooling rack.

Makes about 2 dozen VERY LARGE cookies.

Photos and recipe via Sing For Your Supper.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Can you do nothing for 2 minutes?

Five and a half years ago, a British university student named Alex Tew created an Internet sensation by launching the Million Dollar Homepage. But Tew’s new website, Do Nothing for 2 Minutes, is actually much more compelling.

The instructions couldn’t be simpler: “Just relax and listen to the waves." “Don’t touch your mouse or keyboard.” And clearly, walking away from your computer is considered cheating. Depending on your temperament and tendencies towards fidgeting, this may be easier said than done. 

I failed my first few attempts. My TweetDeck was beeping in the background. The dogs were barking at the dry cleaner delivery guy {yes, I have our dry cleaning delivered -- free service}. Suffice to say, life was going on around me. But then I found my groove. Unfortunately, once in my groove I thought I needed louder waves so I increased the volume. Ugh - that made the waves louder, indeed, but the ticker started over at 2  minutes. And flashed a red FAIL. Rude.

It truly is harder than it sounds in this age of constant motion and instant everything. 

But eventually I was able to calm my head and sit completely still and quiet for two minutes. Should it be that hard?!  And what does it say about our society {or maybe just me} that it is my computer that forces me to be still for a couple minutes?!

Monday, February 7, 2011

I'm having an affair.

I realize this is inappropriate fodder for my blog. I also realize some of you do not know me well and may not want to be burdened with my ugly truths. Others know me all too well and wonder why they are reading this on my blog. Sorry, but it's true and I need to get it off my chest. 

It is simple, really: I am having an affair.

He is just so cute {and young}.

He reminds me what it is like to be young again.

Oh and his energy!  Amazing.

Of course, it started innocently enough.

Doesn't it always.

But his skin is just so soft.

And his belly so cute.

And don't get me started on his ears.

Oh, and the way he kisses me on the neck.

I cannot resist!

Even if I wanted to, he follows me everywhere I go.

He wants to sleep with me night and day.

I've even allowed him in the bed!

I know I need to stop it.

Maybe just dial it back a bit.

I never wanted to hurt anyone.

But I fear he is on to me.

I can see it in his eyes.

He is hurt.

Of course, he refuses to talk about it.

Just like a man.

But I cannot give him up now.

I won't.

It's simply not possible.

There is no turning back.

Even if I wanted to, he is far too comfortable with the situation.

They are just going to have to learn to share me.

And the couch.

My Shadow turned away from the camera.
He cannot believe he is being forced to share me and the couch!

Comfortable may be an understatement.

Disclaimer:  This is obviously a parody and is no way intended to make light of marital infidelity which is not at all humorous.  

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Soups on Sunday - Super Bowl Edition.

photo and recipe via
Everyone has their favorite football food.  Maybe it's wings or chili or hot dogs and hamburgers. I'm not picky {ok, well that is not entirely true, but I do love game day food. All of it.}.  

As part of my little guy's cub scout achievements he is required to plan, shop for, and help cook a meal. Tonight is the night he and the hubs have taken on this task. I've made a few suggestions {really, I cannot help myself} but I am going to keep my mouth shut and stay out of the kitchen.  I cannot wait to see what's for dinner!

I can pretty much guarantee this soup is not on the menu for our family tonight {it would not be the little guy's first choice}, but it is as easy as they come and a great game day dish.  Add to or delete items as it suits you and your family.  You cannot go wrong with this simple and delish one-dish wonder!

Taco Soup

2 pounds ground beef
2 cups diced onions
2 (15 1/2-ounce) cans pinto beans
1 (15 1/2-ounce) can pink kidney beans
1 (15 1/4-ounce) can whole kernel corn, drained
1 (14 1/2-ounce) can Mexican-style stewed tomatoes
1 (14 1/2-ounce) can diced tomatoes
1 (14 1/2-ounce) can tomatoes with chiles
2 (4 1/2-ounce) cans diced green chiles
1 (4.6-ounce) can black olives, drained and sliced, optional
1/2 cup green olives, sliced, optional
1 (1 1/4-ounce) package taco seasoning mix
1 (1-ounce) package ranch salad dressing mix
Corn chips, for serving
Sour cream, for garnish
Grated cheese, for garnish
Chopped green onions, for garnish

Brown the ground beef and onions in a large skillet; drain the excess fat, then transfer the browned beef and onions to a large slow cooker or a stockpot. Add the beans, corn, tomatoes, green chiles, black olives, green olives, taco seasoning, and ranch dressing mix, and cook in a slow cooker on low for 6 to 8 hours or simmer over low heat for about 1 hour in a pot on the stove. To serve, place a few corn chips in each bowl and ladle soup over them. Top with sour cream, cheese, green onions and jalapenos.


Saturday, February 5, 2011

Weather weekend.

This is how we handle snow in the South. 

We may at least laugh at ourselves -- everyone else is!

Hope you all enjoyed your {long} arctic weekend.  
We enjoyed the two days of frigid weather and are now 
pleased to see temps back in the 60s.  

It feels like home. 

Friday, February 4, 2011

Go Red for Women!

Did you know...                 
That heart disease is still the No. 1 killer of women, taking the life of 1 in 3 women each year?

Did you know…
That heart disease claims the lives of over 433,000 American women each year?

Did you know…
That we can make a difference?

The American Heart Association’s Go Red For Women® works every day to fund research and fight this killer so that more women can be saved. But they need our help. Please celebrate National Wear Red Day® on Friday, February 4, or any day to raise awareness about heart disease among women and the funds to ensure the research that could save a woman’s life never has to be denied.

The American Heart Association uses all revenues from local and national Go Red For Women activities, like National Wear Red Day, to support awareness, research, education and community programs to benefit women. These funds help women by offering educational programs, advancing women’s understanding about their risk for heart disease and providing tools and motivation to help women reduce their risk to protect their health.

How can you help?
  • Help raise funds through donations for lifesaving educational programs and the development of new treatments to fight heart disease.
  • Make your friends / readers aware of heart disease, its impact on women and how we can fight back.
  • Love YOUR heart by being physically active, eating a heart-healthy diet and being educated about heart disease and its risk factors.

This year I joined the local Circle of Red, a grassroots sisterhood committed to save lives.  The Circle of Red is a committed and passionate group of women who have the resources to significantly impact the community by providing a personal commitment to help find a cure for heart disease, the No. 1 killer of women.

I will be wearing red {specifically, rocking my red Tilda} and doing my part {online and in my hometown} to raise awareness.  Join me in spreading the word.  

Make it your mission to stop the No. 1 killer of women!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Crank it up!

via I Listen to Everything
If you are like me you have stopped keeping up with the latest music or hottest artists {unless, of course, you count Phineas & Ferb, which I hope you do not}. I know the big ones that are played every time I'm running carpool, but beyond that I find myself in a music abyss. 

I love music, though. Or rather, I love having a great playlist for exercising or entertaining or hanging out on a cold, cold winter's afternoon.  

Basically, I want to be cool even though I clearly am not cool {please don't tell my kids - I think I still have at least another year before they discover this sad fact}.

I Listen to Everything provides just that -- a cool list of music for every occasion. Cool people who pick and organize current music into handy little playlists - I LOVE IT! 

Here is their Workout Playlist:

Black and Yellow” by Wiz Khalifa
(As far as unofficial team songs go, it sure beats “Go Pack Go.”)

Safari Disco Club,” by Yelle
(Aerobics 5-6 p.m.)

Get Some,” by Lykke Li
(Drop and give us twenty. Okay, just ten.)

The Amplifetes,” by Whizz Kid
(An alternative to that energy drink.)

Bright Lights Bigger City,” by Cee-Lo Green
(Biggest biceps.)

Modern Lover (Original Mix),” by Black Cherry
(Keep your eye on the prize.)

Colours (Captain Cuts Remix),” by Grouplove
(Think of all the spandex.)

Shake Me,” by Taddy Porter
(Like an old-school vibrating-belt machine.)

Hot Mess,” by Chromeo (featuring La Roux)
(Not everyone looks perfect post-Piloxing.)

On and On,” by Girl Talk
(Kind of like the treadmill.)

Young Blood,” by The Naked and Famous
(See you in the locker room.)

Who Dat,” by J. Cole
(Nice six-pack.)

Marathon,” by Tennis
(Cool it now.)

Grilled PB&J.

Are you scratching your head like me and asking:  "Why didn't I think of that?!"

Plain jane cold sandwiches simply will not do with these winter winds a blowin'. 
But, this, well I'm pretty sure it will warm the heart and soul of all who partake.

You're welcome.  

And for those who like explicit instructions:

Grilled PB&J

2 slices of bread
2-3 tablespoons of peanut butter
1 tablespoon of grape jelly
1 tablespoon of butter, softened

Assemble peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Butter the outside of the sandwich. "Grill" the sandwich in a skillet on each side for 2 minutes on medium-high until it has browned.

Photo and recipe via Everyday Occasions

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