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Happy Saturday!

I thought I’d share a couple of recipes I tried out today courtesy of the How Sweet It Is blog.

For breakfast this morning I made these Blue Cheese Biscuits.

They were extremely easy to make and downright delicious! Plus, it gave me an excuse to use the  mixer I got for Christmas. (thanks mom!)

 

Doesn’t this look yummy? It was my lunch – an over-easy egg on top of a blue cheese biscuit! YUM.

If the biscuits didn’t look tantalizing enough, check out the flat bread pizza we made for dinner. It had BBQ sauce, shrimp, cheddar cheese, mozzarella cheese, gorgonzola cheese, red onion, jalapeno and cilantro!

The recipe was great, but I think we might just use regular pizza crust next time instead of the whole wheat flat bread.

Not bad for a Saturday, huh?

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honey, I’m home!

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In preparation for Mr. Pilot’s weekly homecoming, I have developed a ritual. It goes something like this:

1. Clean frantically.

2. Make the house look pretty.

3. Fake Perfection, aka, pretend I haven’t been running around like an idiot for the past two hours and put on some makeup and a nice outfit. What are you talking about? No I didn’t just clean the house and secretly shove all of the dirty clothes under the bed. It’s been like this all week. Oh that flower arrangement? Just whipped that up for no particular reason at all.

Number One, Clean Frantically. I am not going to lie. I’m not the cleanest most organized person. But when I have visitors or my Pilot comes home, I TRY to be. This ‘trying’ might consist of hiding my mess under the bed, in the closet or up on a shelve, dusting around the lamps but not picking them up, and shutting all bedroom doors, but it still counts for something right? I want people to think I’m organized. Who really has time to clean anyways? By the time I get home from work, the LAST thing I want to do is run a duster along the bookshelves. Keeping a house clean is a full-time job people.

The biggest problem I have is dealing with the amount of hair my two dogs produce. Let’s just say that I empty my vacuum canister about 5 times during each cleaning session. It’s gross.

Number Two, Make the House Look Pretty. After I spent a power hour cleaning my whole house tonight, I wanted to do something special. Maybe it will go unnoticed, but who cares. I saw a DIY flower arrangement on one of the blogs I read (this blog) that inspired me to create an arrangement. Here’s how it turned out. Not nearly as intricate as the example but still pretty.

Number Three, Fake Perfection. So after I proudly displayed my flowers, lit a few candles to make the place smell yummy and feel cozy, I went upstairs to tackle my disheveled self. And, do this! (also an inspiration from the same blog).
So now, we wait. Until Mr. Pilot comes home.

shit happens.

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This is Olive, our 1-year-old, Labrador-Shar Pei mix. While I love her to death, she drives me absolutely insane. Like right now, as I sit at my computer, she lays at my feet, emitting the most foul stench from her rear end every minute or so. Ew.

So anyways, I decided to take my dogs for a run after work. I’m on a fitness kick and thought a run would be good for both me and my two dogs. Since it had just stopped raining, we embarked on our run. About five minutes or so into our expedition, Olive starts pooping in the middle of the sidewalk. There is nothing I can do about it since (I know this is graphic) it is liquid. At this point, it is too late to turn around so we keep running. Well, the little nugget decides to shit the entire duration of our run. Probably about a dozen or so times. Pooping mid-run, while I drag her along. I feel sorry for whomever comes across that path next. Needless to say, she will not be running with me tomorrow.

If only my fiance weren’t in Detroit. He should be here to share the embarrassment and stink.

the pilots (soon to be) wife

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My fiancé is back from another five-day trip on Friday and thank goodness. I don’t think I could handle another day of dealing with my OCD dogs and this incessant rain. Stop. Reverse. Maybe it would help if I backed up and explained myself.

Hi! I am currently engaged to the most wonderful man I know, and my best friend. The thing is, he is an airline pilot, a very junior first officer who is based in Detroit and who is gone A LOT. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t change a single thing about my life, but having a significant other who is gone for the majority of the month is hard. HARD! When he is gone, I feel like a hot mess, running around with my head cut off trying to deal with my two OCD Labrador’s, keeping my house clean, motivating myself to eat a normal dinner every night (no Sarah, popcorn doesn’t count), keep in shape, plan my wedding, pay the bills, deal with homeowner woes, work 9 to 5 in a corporate setting, look like I live a perfect life and keep sane! Did I mention that I am only 24? Good thing I don’t have kids….

I know this sounds like I am complaining and you are probably saying “what is so special about this chick? My life is just as chaotic and I’ve seen other aviation blogs”. Well, here’s my thing – I wanted a way to record my trials and tribulations as a ‘soon to be’ pilot’s wife. The good, the bad, the ugly. This isn’t a self-help, how to cope blog. This is a ‘what the hell was I thinking when I cooked that’, ‘why did I stress about that’, ‘why didn’t I think of that’ blog. I want to share the best and worst with whoever will listen. Inspirations and dislikes, words of wisdom.  Someday, when I am older and wiser, I’ll be able to look back at this and laugh. It will all seem so trivial.