Happy Hour Mixology: Pink Grapefruit Margaritas

Image/Recipe found: theregoesthecupcake.wordpress.com

Spring is right around the corner here in Georgia and I couldn't be happier. 

The sun is shining, it's pleasantly warm... 

Sorta reminds me of Margartiville...

& Because I love a really good margarita, I decided to post a recipe for one. 

What you need:

1 cup Ruby Red grapefruit juice 

(According to theregoesthecupcake.wordpress.com, you want to get the Ruby Red, because it is sweeter)

1/2 cup freshly squeezed limes (about 4)

1 cup silver tequila

1 cup triple sec 

3 cups ice

1 lime to cut in wedges to garnish

What you need to do:

Put all the ingredients in a blender and blend! 

Then...

Grab a margarita glass, pour, & enjoy!

When It Comes Down To It...

"When it comes down to it, I let them think what they want. If they care enough to bother with what I do, then I'm already better than them."

Miss Marilyn Monroe

Daily Dose of Inspiration

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"Anyone can hide. Facing up to things, working through them, that's what makes you strong".

It's easy to throw in the towel when things get tough, but persevering through those really difficult times makes you a stronger, more confident person. As I get older I realize that my experiences have shaped me, and despite my forthcoming's, I am still alive; surviving.

"At first glance it may appear too hard. Look again. Always look again."

I can relate this particular quote to working out. At first, a half marathon can appear to be a daunting task. The endless training, the blisters, the achy muscles...UGH. Sounds completely unappealing, don't you think? The reality however is much different....

We cannot grow if we seize to move. To grow emotionally, physically, and mentally we need to put ourselves in positions that will allow us to grow.

"Never compare your journey with someone elses. Your journey is your journey, not a competition."

Sure, she may have a better job, a nicer home, or even the pair of shoes you are dying to have. But you can never compare. You are you for a reason and your journey may just be getting started. Roll with it girl.

With a Vengeance

As Damien showered, she found herself replaying the evening in her mind. Somewhere along the way she found herself reminiscing of a simpler time where her slumber remained uncluttered with that of her mistakes. Memories, she concluded, were like the wind. Unexpectedly they effect you in a way you are unprepared to reveal. And as she slipped on her jeans, she realized it was time to tell Damien the truth; she had been married before.

Although she was not proud of leaving him in the middle of the night without explanation, she knew she had to escape the wrath of his endless drinking , verbal abuse, and undying narcissism. Love, she discovered, had the ability to blind the eyes of the enamored, and she fell head over heels in love with his unforgiving good looks, sense of humor, and charm. But as she thought about their first year of marriage, she had to wonder: had she fallen in love with an ideal? After all, she had been the detective's wife; the trophy he clung onto as he received top accolades for being one of L.A.'s finest. Painstakingly she found her mind traveling down a road of deception; the affair, the wounds upon her stomach, Damien...

Matson, was a man of many talents, and she knew he had already began searching for his estranged wife. Despite his flaws, he was a resourceful, intelligent man that sought justice with a vengeance. A secret, especially the one she had kept from him, was enough to fuel his burning desire to reveal the truth. Perhaps it was sheer bordem, she thought, as she stroked her ring finger where a diamond once glistened. Perhaps it was the influx of loneliness that led her to a life she had never dreamed of living. But despite her reasoning, the adrenaline she experienced from running, from hiding, from pulling the trigger, excited her. Little by little she was becoming the heroine of a story she did not write...

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"Memories, she concluded, were like the wind. Unexpectedly they effect you in a way you are unprepared to reveal."

Fun & Flirty Cocktails: Cotton Candy Tini'

http://www.girlfriendgetawaytrips.com/cotton-candy-martini/

It's Friday, Happy Hour is in full effect...and I could go for one of these lovelies...

What you need to get Girl's Night Started:

1 1/2 ounces of your favorite vodka

1/2 ounce of X-Rated fusion liqueur (that pretty pink bottle you see in the LQ store)

1 ounce cranberry juice

Pink cotton candy (which you can find in the candy aisle)

Martini Glasses (one for cotton candy & one for liqueur)

What you need to do:

Put cotton candy in martini glass

Combine rest of ingredients in shaker & shake well!

Pour cocktail over cotton candy & enjoy! (The cotton candy dissolves right away!) 

Recipe found: Here

Writer's Block

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 Writing, after a brief hiatus, can be tortuous, like learning a new skill. Each sentence becomes that of anguish, a puzzle that cannot be solved. Words seize to form as the story in your mind drifts further and further away.

--My thoughts as I finally sat behind the keyboard...

Sinister Intention

Although Matson had originally planned on going home after meeting Jess at the diner, something about the way she reacted to his questioning intrigued him. And as she slowly drove away in her maroon pick-up, he couldn't help but follow her. Intuitively, he knew she was fostering a secret; a secret he desperately wished to reveal. A sly grin fell upon his face as nervous anticipation boiled throughout his blood. Careful to maintain a safe distance, he watched as the traffic light slowly changed from a pale yellow to a burning red. As he moved his foot away from the accelerator, he chuckled to himself as he watched Jess ignore the warning to stop and coast past the light. But as he sat waiting for the light to change, slight panic dispersed throughout his body triggering his heart to beat irregularly. What if she had seen him?

The possibility, he concluded, was slim. It was 2:30 in the morning and her eyes had been glazed over since the beginning of her shift. Convinced, he had remained unseen, he put his foot on the accelerator and continued down the road humming to the sound of Zeppelin blaring from the radio.

By the time she was back in sight, however, he had grown weary. He had simply followed her to her apartment complex; a place she had mentioned in passing conversation before. The vision of her on her cell phone, however, burned throughout his mind. She had made a phone call to someone, perhaps as a warning, and he wanted to know who she was warning. But as he sat curiously, he grew frustrated as she methodically juggled her keys to lock the truck that was clearly going to fall apart. "Come on, give me something Sweetheart", he muttered as he slammed his fist on the steering wheel. "Just one thing."

Once again, she took out her cellphone. Upon quick glance she proceeded up the staircase. Patience, not one of his finer virtues, depleted as she took each step. And just as he was about to turn his vehicle around, he found the answer he was looking for.

The secret lies behind closed doors...

Photo found on Pinterest, originally pinned from Dustjacketattic.blogspot.com

Chin Up, Beautiful

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Glass Slipper

"The road to happiness does not end with a ring on your finger. Glass slippers are tucked within the hearts of amazing women who have romanced themselves with adventures of hope and assurance. I believe that where there is hope, there is love. For the brokenhearted there is healing. For the lonely there is comfort. For the weary there is rest. For the anguished there is peace."

{Christy Williamson: Finding Your Own Glass Slipper}

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Valetine Sweetness: Red Velvet Chocolate Chip Cookies

Yummy: recipe found: HERE!

What you need:

1/2 cup butter (woah Paula Dean?)

1/2 cup sugar

1/2 cup brown sugar

1 egg

1 tsp. vanilla

1tsp. red food coloring

1 1/2 cups flour

1 tsp. baking soda

1/4 tsp. salt

1/3 cup cocoa powder

1/2 cup semi-sweet chocolate chips ( I may use white chocolate chips for aesthetics)

What you need to do:

1. Cream butter & sugars. Add egg and vanilla mixing well, then add food coloring!

2. Stir in flower, BS, salt & cocoa powder.

3. Fold in chocolate chips! 

4. Spoon cookie dough into little balls on cookie sheet.

Bake @ 375 for 10- 12 minutes

VOILA! Red velvet chocolate-y chip yumminess for your sweetie! (or you!)

Beauty

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Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art.

Ralph Waldo Emerson