Thursday, February 14, 2013

Crazy with Chicken

I got a little bored sassy in the kitchen recently.

I took some ideas from Pinterest and got a little crazy.

With chicken.

I'm a wild woman.

I took some chicken breasts, split them.

Packed on some cream cheese, sharp cheddar, and garlic salt.

Flipped the tops back on and added some bacon, with some toothpick assistance.

And then baked it for 35 minutes at 350.

With the last 5 minutes at a Broil.

Are you on the edge of your seat, yet?

It.  Was.  Delicious.

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

Celebrating the Big 30 with Project Kindness

Celebrating the big 3-0 over the weekend was a blast:
Mr. Smith whisked me away to Ruth's Chris Steakhouse on Saturday night, courtesy of some T and Mimi baby-sitting.
And my parents joined us for lunch on Sunday.
Sweet birthday cards from loved ones.
Witty facebook messages and good tidings.
A great day with co-workers.

And The Project.

Project Kindness.

That's right - I did my own little celebrating with an idea I saw online a few months ago, and thought "Man, I want to do that!"

So, from Saturday until close of day yesterday, I did Project Kindness - acts of kindness to affect 30 people, to ring in The Big 30.

Here's how it went down and who was caught in the Kindness:

1 - The Children's Place associate, whom I told was a huge help and that I liked her jewelry.  She looked stressed, and I thought a compliment would help.  

1 = Gift Card given to the lady who works at the Parking Deck information booth at the end of the day.

1 = Rushed Man that I held the elevator doors for, even though everyone else in the elevator groaned.  Loudly.

1 = Sales Associate at Old Navy who looked surprised when I told her I would hang up my own clothes I had tried on, instead of dumping them in her pile.

2 = People whom I let have my closer-to-the-door parking spots at The Summit.

3 = Parking Meters that I placed loose change into that I noticed had run out of time in Downtown Birmingham.

4 = Co-workers whom I surprised with a box of delicious glazed donuts at Monday Staff Meeting.

5 = Fellow Rush Hour Drivers affected as I let them over in front of me in my lane.  

12 = Homeless people whom I gave warm donuts and hot sandwiches to at Linn Park on the way to lunch.   The co-workers also were dragged happy to participate in this part.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Last Weekend in my 20s...

Peeps,  this is my last weekend in my 20s.

Yes, that's right.  I turn 30 on Monday.

In some ways, I've always felt like a 30-something, so it's bit of a "Welcome Home."
Or in others - do we ever stop feeling like an awkward 12-year-old?

I saw this on Pinterest and thought it was fitting as I reflect not only on 30 years here, but (hopefully) many years going forward.

More details later on how we celebrated the Big Day!