Blogging is funny sometimes. While I enjoy typing away about my latest love (usually food) I sometimes feel like blogging can be overwhelming at best. I'm an obsessive Type-A person so the moment I press "publish" on my blog, I become a typo-searching monster who is over analyzing the littlest things. It's like I become possess and start thinking about everything in terms of "what's good for the blog" and I get lost in what's going on really in my life. I started this blog about a year or so ago to help "cope" with my lack luster life in Kuwait. It helped at first to get me out of my funk there, but overtime I started to enjoy my reality in the Middle East more, so I no longer needed it.
Here's how easy it is:
Soften some butter. I like to leave it out on the counter overnight and forget about it until you need it. Don't try to cheat and pop it in the microwave-it just won't be the same as when the butter slowly comes to room temperature.
Now whip your softened butter in a big bowl for about 3 minutes. You'll notice that the butter will almost appear lighter in color and fluffier!
Now add in some sifted powered sugar. Yet again, don't cheat: sift that sugar! By sifting it, you're reducing the chance of ugly looking sugar lumps in your frosting.
Mix the butter and sugar together.
Now add your salt and vanilla. Also you're going to add some milk, ONE tablespoon at a time. How much milk you add will determine how thick or thin your frosting will be. Then, mix it all together.
That's it. Seriously. Now you have delicious and homemade sweet buttercream ready to go!
-Add more sugar if you accidentally make your frosting a little too thin
-If your buttercream is a little too thick, add one tablespoon more of milk and mix it together. Repeat until you have the perfect consistency.
-Buttercream's main ingredient is butter (haha) So this means if it starts to get all warm and runny when you're frosting, pop it in the fridge for a little to let it firm up again. After it's had some time to chill out (pun totally intended), then you can continue on with your buttercream frosting creation.
1 cup softened unsalted butter
3-4 cups of sifted powdered sugar
1 tablespoon of vanilla extract (or any other flavored extract)
A pinch of salt
Around 2-4 tablespoons of milk or heavy cream
1. Whip softened butter on medium for 3-4 minutes.
2. Add sifted powdered sugar to the butter. Mix together until smooth.
3. Now add vanilla extract, salt, and about 2 tablespoons of milk. Mix together well. Add more milk (one tablespoon at a time) as you see fit, to make the buttercream thicker.
It's been twelve days since I last posted. I wish I could give you a great reason why I haven't posted, but honestly, I don't have one. These last twelve days have just been jam-packed--between preschool graduation, a Memorial Day BBQ, birthday parties, and a couple of "farewells" to some new friends, I feel like this last week and a half had little room for anything else.
- Pull everything out. Do yourself a favor and take EVERYTHING out of the drawer(s). It will seem crazy at first to have that big pile of junk sitting there staring at you, but there's two reasons you should do this. One: Once you've pulled all that junk out, it'll all have to go back in. It'll force you to put it away in a proper place. Two: Junk drawers are dirty. You'll be surprised what kind of stuff you'll find in there. No joke, I found cereal, a chuck e cheese coin, and every receipt ever given to me in there. Wipe the whole drawer out and start fresh.
- Don't go out and buy a fancy organizer. There's no need to buy a fancy drawer organizer unless you absolutely feel the need for one. I used a silverware holder (cost me $2 at the store), some old tupperware, and a pencil case to organize my stuff. Just use stuff around the house or buy something cheap at the dollar store, no need to be fancy. Serious organizers just want all their stuff to have a home, who cares about whether the organizer is black or pink. **Extra tip** All of my tupperware and organizers are 3M taped to the drawer. This way when I open and close the drawer everything doesn't roll around and get disorganized again.
- Group like things together. Sounds silly, but it works. You're ten times more likely to put something back where it belongs if you know exactly where it goes. Since most junk drawers are filled with odds and ends, it's easier to visually know where to put things if they're all grouped together. Example: all adapters and cords go together. Pens and pencils are together.
- Make a pile for trash, shred, keep, and an "I don't know" pile. I know you're saying "duh" right now, but just do it. At the end it'll be easier to sort through the random "I don't know" papers when they're the only ones you're dealing with. Most of the time, my "I don't know" papers are things like User Manuals and Warranty paperwork. Today I decided to just throw all that in a binder and store it on a shelf in my laundry room.
|Excuse the ugly lighting on this picture. It's late and I'm too tired to fix the awful coloring in this photo.|
I've always been somewhat insecure of my body. Surprise surprise, right?! Let's be honest, most women these days have some sort of body issue. Whether you think your arms jiggle, you have "thunder thighs", or you simply think you're fat... the reality is you and I aren't the first (or the last for that matter) to dislike something about our bodies.
One of my biggest insecurities is what I look like in a bathing suit. Okay, I know, most women feel the same, right?! Don't write off this post just yet. I'm going somewhere with this.
I actually remember the first time I thought I looked terrible in a bathing suit. I was fourteen years old and I was at the local community pool. My two friends and I had just arrived and we're quick to jump into the water. That day I had decided to wear my favorite hot pink bathing suit and I thought I looked cute. However, the moment I splashed into the pool, one of my well meaning friends said what I thought was one of the oddest things ever, She asked me why my bathing suit made it look like I had a fat pocket near my arm pit. I was so embarrassed that she even noticed. Somehow that moment spurred a long running series of insecurities. I would think things like my ribs stuck out in a weird way or I would obsess with the fact that my thighs touched. I was constantly comparing myself to the girls around me. I was ashamed that I wasn't stick thin and hated that I wasn't curve-less.
Sadly, I think this teenage sob story happens to a lot of girls. The worse part of it is: insecure girls grow into insecure women. Some of us grow out of it, but most of us will never forget that first boy who calls you fat or those girls at school who talk about the way you look behind your back. I'm in my late twenties and I still try to cover up as much as possible. I remember when I was in my early twenties, I hardly ever wore a bathing suit. It got so bad at one point that I wouldn't even go to the beach without a sweatshirt on because I thought I looked too fat. I mean for goodness sake, it wasn't until three years ago that I got over my fear of wearing shorts!
So where am I going with this? This blog, this journey, is meant to create a new mindset. Be more open and let go of things. My main thing is I'm trying to say "yes" more than I say "no" so this means when my daughter asked me a couple of days ago to go swimming (despite the fact that I didn't want to go), I gave in and said yes. That day I forced myself to put on my bathing suit and to get out of the house for the day.
Once we were at the pool, it didn't take long for my family to start begging me to get in the water. Usually I avoid, at all cost, other people seeing me in a bathing suit and on that day the pool was filled with people. I felt so shy getting into the water. I felt like everyone was looking at me, even though no one really was.
It wasn't until I was swimming around with my kids for a couple of minutes that I realized something. I don't care what other people think about me. Teaching my daughter to swim and watching my son playfully splash everyone in the "big pool" are memories I'm never going to want to forget. More importantly, I realized I wanted to be apart of the memories, not watch from the sidelines. It made me think about all those years that I said no to going to the pool or the beach. How many times have I said I can't or I don't want to because I felt fat or thought I didn't look great. Please tell me I'm not the only one who let fear hold me them back.
The moment I got home I began searching on the internet. In my mindset I kept thinking: Mama is going to buy a NEW bathing suit. No more sitting on the bench watching everyone else have fun. I don't care what my excuses were before. Every day I waste thinking like I used to is another day I don't fully enjoy my life.
So here's my message to all the women who may feel the same: Follow suit. There's no reason too big or too small to miss out on the best parts of life. Start off small. Buy yourself a new bathing suit. Jump into the pool. Have fun and forget the rest.