I don’t mean to sound too much like Jerry Seinfeld, but what’s the deal with mattress pads?! We’ve been sleeping on the worst mattress ever for… um 10 years. What’s so bad about it, you ask? We hacked it from a condo my mom sold and the new owners didn’t want it so obviously the poor college students would take it. At 20, I didn’t think twice about it. But now, as an adult, I’m pretty sure this is in the top 5 grossest things I’ve ever done.
After we graduated college, Jaryd and I went on a six week long cross country road trip. In Detroit I got the most amazing fresh out of the oven zucchini carrot baked good. I loved it so much that I emailed the shop owner the next day and asked for the recipe. She declined.
Hi loves!! If you haven’t picked up on this yet, let me spell it out. I L-I-K-E C-H-O-C-O-L-A-T-E. Well, I like-like chocolate in that 4th grade “Will you go out with me? Check yes or no box” kind of way. Not really, but kinda. It’s my go-to treat. All chocolate errrythang. This Valentine’s Day, though, I’ve probably told Jaryd 10 times not to get me chocolate. I know, who even am I? I’m trying to keep it healthy people!!
I’m back, baby!! I took a few days off from blogging because I. had. the. FLU. Yes, you read that right. I am the a-hole that kept putting off her flu shot aaaaand then she got it. Never again. Mark my words. From this moment on, I will promptly get my flu shot early fall. It was dicey for a couple days there. I still feel pretty icky, but things are definitely on the mend. I apologize about my melodramatic negative Nancy post, but at least you go a duh-licious soup recipe from it!
Ok, moving on to our lighter, fluffier, happier agenda… chocolate mousse. Soooo, this is kind of like a “life hack” that every low carb person needs to know. It’s quite possibly the easiest recipe you will ever make. But first, let me bore you with this backstory…
There are some combinations that should never be messed with. 1. Milk and chocolate chip cookies. 2. Milk and chocolate cake. 3. Chocolate and peanut butter. Here’s the thing: I looooove Reese’s peanut butter cups. This Halloween I bought one bag of Reese’s for the trick or treaters and one bag for me. For about two days straight I lived solely on Reese’s cups and coffee. Not my finest moment.