Puppy Chow, Muddy Buddies, whatever you want to call it

This stuff is addictive!

I literally made it three weeks in a row.

And it's so easy! It took about 5 min. This probably contributed to me making it three weeks in a row...

Puppy Chow/Muddy Buddies

9 cups any Chex cereal (except wheat)
1 cup milk chocolate chips
1/2 Peanut Butter
1/4 cup butter
2 cups powdered sugar (more if needed)
1 large brown paper bag

  1. Combine chocolate chips, peanut butter, and butter in a bowl and microwave in 1 minute intervals (stirring in between) until melted.
  2. Put cereal into brown paper bag and pour melted mix over. Close bag (fold a few times, obvs), and shake until cereal is coated.
  3. Pour powdered sugar into the bag, close the bag, and shake until coated. Add extra powdered sugar if needed.
  4. Let cool, and enjoy!



Last weekend I helped Daniel move out of his apartment. The place that was also my home until I had to moved out about 6 months ago.

It felt weird. I cried a bit.

Even though we've been broken up for a while and we are friendsish, sometimes I'm still caught off guard by it.

It was sad to see the apt practically empty. I can still remember when we first looked at it, signed the lease, and moved in. Everything was so different then. Hopeful. Optimistic.

I don't recall crying when I moved out. Maybe it's because I had 3 months of living with Cole and Brittany to adjust to the idea. I don't know.

It's sad saying goodbye to the only place in Houston that has ever felt like home.


Dear Houston Taxi Drivers,

I kinda hate you.

Tonight we had a good driver...or so we thought. He took us straight home, didn't get lost, such a good time. Until I whipped out my check card to pay. He kinda freaked out and gave B and me attitude about how we were wasting his time paying with a card because this is the time when the clubs are closing and people are wanting a ride. Uh, it's effing 1:20. The bars don't close until 2. I think you'll be fine taking a few min. to run my card. Unless you want this to be a free ride, shut the eff up and process my card.

He then proceeded to tell us that if we got mugged we would get the crap beat out of us since we didn't have cash. Seriously? At this point I looked at B and asked if she thought he was going to attempt to rob us next. WTF?

When B got out she slammed the door while I waited for the receipt. He looked at me and asked why she would do that. I told him it's because she's really strong and forgets. What I wanted to say was you are being a DB so you are really lucky she didn't just yell at you for the way you are treating us. It's not like we are trying to pay with monopoly money or anything! geez!

Then he went on about how he could call the cops on us...blah, blah, blah. Really? Because she slammed your door? I don't feel that they are going to do anything, especially since you are kind of harassing us.

It's times like this when I really appreciate NY cab drivers. They never gave B and me any trouble. Houston needs to get it together!


nuts & bolts

During girls night out with Laffy Taffy and B something strange happened.

We were taking shots and I felt something in mine. I figured it was a piece of ice that slipped through the shaker. It wasn't. It was a screw. Not one, but two. Two screws in my shot. At first I tried to rationalize it and think that maybe it was a new weird thing they started doing, but that obviously didn't make any sense. Why do they even have screws at the bar? B & LT's shots had what looked like a green bean in it. WTF Wonderbar?

B took it to the bartender and he looked at us as if I had slipped screws into the shot myself. Why would I do that? Maybe he watched the movie Heart Breakers where the con-duo broke glass and put it in their meals to get it free. I don't know. But that's just crazy.

He gave us a free round of shots to remedy the situation and to double as a tetanus shot.

I guess you could say I got screwed at the bar. I hate when that happens.