I’m 28 and, although, I still feel young, I can sense my body changing. I can’t help but feel sad about it, if I’m being honest. I never thought I’d feel the changes so quickly, but I am. Particularly in my skin.
J and I hosted the inaugural “Friendsgiving” party with our close friends this past weekend. Each gal was entrusted with bringing a crucial dish to complete our feast. Being the hosts of the gathering, I offered to take on the task of the turkey, stuffing and a side dish.
It was about time I wrote a post about one of my greatest passions: food. Just kidding… I do that enough already. However, I don’t want to discuss food in general, but other people’s food quirky preferences, or lack there of.
I visited the North Pole this weekend. Okay, not exactly the North Pole, but I figured it’d be a very similar experience as to the one I had this weekend at the Houston Nutcracker Market. There are hundreds of vendors that set up shop in the NRG Convention Center to spread holiday cheer …
What a weekend! It was filled with family, friends and food. What's better than that? Not much, in my book. On Friday night J and I went out to eat with my parents whom we haven't seen in a few weeks. On Saturday night I made a new lasagna recipe (coming soon in another post) that is definitely worth sharing, and on Sunday morning our close friends came over for a World Cup watch party.
I haven't written a post since March. March! Holy Mariah I'm way behind. I hate that I've let my blog fall to the wayside as my twin sis and I continue to build and grow our real estate business together. (BTW- we've moved brokerages and are now at a family-owned brokerage called Phillips & Associates Realty. We love it so far!)
Looking at my Netflix account under "Recommended for You", one would think I speak 4 different languages. I don't know what it is lately, but I've been hooked on international films and shows. Although sometimes tiresome and annoying to read subtitles, I get over the feeling quickly thanks to the attractive storylines, beautiful locations, and interesting cultures.
Y'all know I enjoy cooking. It never used to be one of my favorite things to do, but the older I get (and the second I moved out on my own), I learned I need to have some basic skills in order for myself and my waistline to survive adulthood.
It's hard to shop for boys, I'm not going to lie. Especially when your guy is a typical guy- he doesn't necessarily enjoy getting new clothes or grooming products. His hobbies are cars and electronics.
I don't go to the grocery store that often. Not because I don't enjoy going. I actually really do! I love browsing the aisles for new foods to try, or getting ingredients for meals I've planned out for the week.