Simple & Delicious Valentine’s Day Menu

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Valentine’s Day Cookies

Valentines Day. As a kid, it was fun exchanging little cards and candies at school, but the anticipation of my dad getting home from work was the real excitement. We’d run to the back door to give him a huge hug and wait, jumping up and down. And there they were. The holy grail of Valentine’s Day. White boxes that each contained heart-shaped boxes of Fannie May candy. That’s when they used real ribbons, and made each box unique. Now I sound like my dad-“back in my day…”

My mom always got the biggest box, my sister the medium box, and being the youngest, I got the smallest box. My sister and I hid our boxes on the shelf in our closet, far away from our brothers.

My dad & I dancing. I was probably 4 or 5 rockin’ a super cool all purple outfit. 

The days of heart-shaped boxes have passed. They’ve been replaced with a delicious meal. Not going out to eat, but a meal made at home is the best kinda Valentine’s Day.  Invite your lover, friends, or family, turn up the music, uncork some vino, and make an easy, yet delicious meal together. Here’s a simple menu you can use. Try one recipe or make a night of it, cooking them all.

Let’s start with a simple appetizer.

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Brie Cheese



2 pounds of whole brie

16 ounces of strawberry preserves

1 sheet frozen pastry puff, thawed


1. Place whole Brie with rind on an oven proof serving dish with shallow sides.

2. Spread preserves over brie.

3. Stretch puff pastry to cover brie and tuck under the sides.

4. Bake in preheated oven at 350 degrees for 25 mins.

Serve with crackers or bread.

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Shrimp Pasta

Here’s a tasty main dish you can’t mess up & is sure to be loved by everyone.



1/4 cup extra virgin olive oil, divided

1 8 ounce package of angel hair pasta

1 tsp garlic, minced

1 pound of shrimp, peeled & deveined

2 20 ounce cans Italian style diced tomatoes, drained

1/2 cup dry white wine

1/4 cup chopped parsley

3 tbsp fresh basil, chopped

3 tbsp fresh Parmesan cheese, grated

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1. Bring a large pot of water to a boil & add 1 tbsp of oil. Cook pasta until al dente. Place pasta in a colander to drain.

2. Heat remaining oil in a large skillet on medium heat.

3. Cook garlic constantly stir & don’t allow it to burn.

4. Add shrimp and cook for 3 to 5 minutes & remove from skillet.

5. Add tomatoes, wine, parsley & basil to skillet & stir. Cook about 10 mins until liquid reduces half way.

6. Add shrimp and cook another 3 minutes.

7. Serve shrimp over pasta & spring fresh Parmesan over top.

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Mini Cherry Cheesecakes

Of course I included a dessert recipe; the most important course! I’m actually going to give you 2 dessert recipes.



12 Nilla wafers

2-8 ounce packages of cream cheese, softened

3/4 cup of sugar

2 eggs

3/4 cup cherry pie filling

Cup cake liners

12 cup cake pan


1. Heat oven to 350 degrees.

2. Line cup cake holders with paper liners, place one wafer in the bottom of each cup & set aside.

3. In a medium bowl, beat the cream cheese & sugar they’re until it’s light & fluffy.

4. Add 1 egg & beat mixture then add 2nd egg & beat again.

4. Spoon mixture equally into all 12 cup cake sections (on top of wafers).

5. Bake for 30 minutes.

6. Turn off oven & slightly open the oven door, leaving the cheesecakes in the oven for 30 more minutes.

7. Remove tray from oven & allow cakes to cool completely.

8. Top each cheese cake with cherry pie filling.

9. Place tray in the frig for at least an hour before serving.

10. Store leftovers in the frig.

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*works best in a 4 quart cooker


1 cup flour

2 tsp baking powder

2 tbsp butter

1/3 cup chocolate chips

1 cup sugar, divided

3 tbsp + 1/3 cup cacao powder

1 tbsp vanilla extract

1/4 tsp salt

1/3 cup nut milk

1 egg yolk

1/3 cup brown sugar

1.5 cups hot water

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1. Coat inside of cooker with non stick spray.

2. In a large bowl, whisk together flour & baking powder.

3. In a separate bowl, melt the chocolate & butter & mix.

4. Whisk in 2/3 cup of sugar, 3 tbsp of cacao, vanilla, salt, milk & egg yolk.

5. Add flour mixture & mix completely.

6. Pour batter into slow cooker & spread evenly.

7. Whisk together remaining sugar, cacao, and hot water until sugar is dissolved. Pour over batter in slow cooker. Do not mix.

8. Cover & cook in high 1-2 hours. The cake will be very moist and floating on a layer of molten chocolate when it’s done. You’ll know it’s done when the edges begin to pull away from the sides of the pot.

9. Turn off cooker and remove lid. Don’t let lid drip into cake.

10. Allow cake to cool for 25-30 minutes before cutting and spooning onto plates.

11. Make it extra tasty by adding a scoop of vanilla ice cream.

Happy cooking and Happy Valentine’s Day! 






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4 days after my accident.

I remember flying up and seeing the leaves of the trees and wondering what was going on. The lady driving the SUV hit me from behind so I had no clue what was happening in those first few seconds. It felt like slow-motion, just like in the movies. Up towards the trees I popped, then I landed down on the pavement of the road flat on my back. That part happened relatively quickly along with the pounding of my head on the pavement. Every time I think of that moment, I thank my lucky stars that I strapped my helmet on my head that day.

The back of my head was killing me and I was almost certain it was from the harness apparatus they had strapped around me to keep my spine from moving in case of head or spine injury.

“OK your mom and dad are on the way,” my boyfriend walked in and told me.

“What do you mean? I told you not to call them,” I bitched.

“They’re going to have to come and be notified anyway so I called them.”

He was right. Of course someone should have called them, but inside my heart broke at the thought of worrying them. They’ve been through enough. My parents had just begun the first day of their week-long vacation time together. They were at dinner looking over the water and my mom could sense something somewhere wasn’t right. Her mother’s intuition was justified, I was just sorry I didn’t listen to my own that day. Something felt off to me too, but it was a little late for that. Before I went riding I had a deep pit feeling in my stomach that I didn’t have any of the other days I went out riding. I questioned it, but I couldn’t put my finger on it, so I went through the motions of plans with friends.

Doctor after doctor stopped to screen me in the ER. Before I could beg them to take the brace off my neck and head, I was pushed through the halls into x-ray and cat scan rooms. Finally, I was rolled back into the ER where I found my parents standing. The doctors told us I needed to go into surgery immediately to begin cleaning the debris out of my wounds.

That first surgery was 8 hours long to which I woke up in a dark recovery room trying to ask for someone. The tubes in my throat during the long surgery left my throat so dry and hoarse, all I wanted was some water.  Oh shit, and what about my injuries? I tried to lift my head slightly but all I could see were casts on my left leg and ankle.

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This was after the first surgery as we waited for a planned to be made. 

Over the course of the next several days I was pumped with every pain medication and antibiotic known to man. I even had a morphine drip which meant anytime I was in too much pain, I could simply pushed a button to get a dose of that poison. Let’s just say, I pressed it often. The pain was excruciating and all I wanted was rest and sleep. Those two items on the top of my wish list weren’t fulfilled for months. I was in it for the long haul to which I wasn’t aware of at the time. Day after day, round the clock, I had a doctor or a nurse come in to either check vitals or give me a shot. Once I dozed off I was woken by someone else sticking me with a needle. I think it was in the middle of my first week in the hospital, and my parents were just waving off the friends visiting me, when an audiologist came in my room. She had white hair that was perfectly groomed and an all-white dress and matching sneakers. She explained how she needed to do some hearing tests as she set up some kind of board with several buttons and wires. My parents stepped out into the hallway to let her do her thing. She placed a couple plugs in my ears and asked me questions. I couldn’t hear a thing she said but for some reason she started yelling at me. I thought what the hell is she yelling at me for? I can’t hear a damn thing she’s saying. Once her finger waving accompanied her yelling, I had enough.  I could barely reach it but I stretched through all the wires attached to me and grabbed my bedpan, throwing it as hard as I could at her. Damn, I missed. Someone just get her out of here please!Of course the crashing of the metal pan against the wall and floor alerted my parents who quickly walked back into my room.

16 years later. Lotus mudra; rising from the muck to the light. Falcon tattoo; overcoming, strength, & connecting to the higher world. 

“I guess that’s the last time we’re leaving the room,” my dad said. We laugh about it now, but in the end they think my hearing was slightly rattled from banging my head. I already had bad ears from years of ear infections as a baby and throughout my childhood. I had tubes in my ears twice, but nothing seemed to help.

Specialist doctors would come to see me often. The orthopedic surgeons and plastic surgeons met to decide what to do then reported back to me. My tibia and fibula where going to be an easy healing job because there was remaining muscle, tendon, and skin surrounding them. When you break a bone, the blood flow surrounding it heals the bones. But in my case, my ankle was screwed. The action of the SUV’s front tire stopping on top of my ankle, sitting on it, and then rolling off of it, had done extensive damage. There was basically a chunk taken out. Add in the removal of all the road rash, and I wasn’t left with a lot to easily put together.

The easiest solution? Amputate my left foot. Fuck no. The doctors presented this idea to me first to which I told them if they took my foot, I’d take my life. Pretty dramatic, but that’s how I felt. I told them that wasn’t an option for me and to think of something else to save it.

Beyond grateful for yoga & my yoga teachers

Over the next couple weeks I had 3 more operations to continue cleaning out road rash from my wounds. Although held together by a new cast, my toes peeked out the top where I had several stitches around my big toe from the burns. Before this accident I had never had stitches or a broken bone. But hey, whatever they could sew up or pull together was a good sign. Let me just tell you, when burn wounds are healing, it sucks. It itches like you’ve stepped in liquid poison ivy times a thousand. And guess what? You can’t itch them. They try to give you anti itch medication, which helps a 1/2 a percent. So cue in 100% sleepless days and nights and another pumping of medications to the list. The morphine was on overdrive for weeks now. Not good. I began to hallucinate big time and after the rats came marching through my room, we all agreed to removed that drip and rely on oral pain pills only.

My original surgeon left town for a few days and in walked his temporary replacement. God this guy looked a little familiar. His name did too. Sure enough he went to my high school and he wasn’t too much older than me. Not that it meant he was bad, but I preferred my original doctors through this complicated ordeal. After days into his rounds, he told my mom and I that they’d come up with an idea to try to save my foot. In short, they’d have to use another part of “body” to replace what was missing. This was all just to try it out too. Experimental surgeries were the next round of operations that laid ahead for me. He gave us the information and let us soak it in. I’m not certain but I have a feeling the long days and nights of zero sleep, trauma, and being pumped with a shit ton of meds lead to some goofier reactions to things. I started making jokes about using parts from a pig or something by reaction of thinking the doctors ideas were so far out. I couldn’t comprehend this idea happening to me. He finally had enough of us, which I can’t blame him for, and said he come would back tomorrow with the other doctors to talk about it again.

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My daily happiness comes comes from the simplest things in life. 

This was their plan. They wanted to take out my lower left abdominal muscles and place them in my injured ankle. Not to function but to have something to fill it with a source of continuous running blood. They would also use bone grafts since there was ample bone missing. Also, they’d take a large skin graft from my butt cheek to seal it off. “Oh fuck that you’re not taking it from my butt.” I mean how the hell would I recover while sitting on a major wound there too? Finally, the doctors said they could take the skin from my left hip and I agreed.

Cue in complication number 88. You have three main blood vessels in your foot. With the extensive damage I endured, we didn’t know how many of mine I had remaining, if any. My doctors told me for the surgery to have any hope of working, I’d need to have at least one of the three blood vessels. Awesome. Add it to the list. To test for this, they pumped a colored die into my blood and slid me into the MRI machine. Please, please have at least one good one. I prayed so hard. My mom and I stayed up late playing a few games of our favorite card game, Phase 10. I beat her every game until I made the smart remark bragging about being tired of winning. That jolted her and I haven’t won a game ever since. Talk about eating your own words.

Yoga heals my mind, body & spirit everyday.

The next day we got the news about my MRI results. I HAD one remaining blood vessel left in my foot like they needed to attempt this surgical experiment. Game plan made and the next surgery was scheduled a couple days later to take my abs to my ankle. This was super weird to say the least. We were taking big risks, and more unforeseen events were about to unfold…

The Healing Yogi: Part 1

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I can’t wait to wear some normal fucking shoes, I thought as I limped along the tough carpet through the gym. These slip on shoes suck with no support or comfort. Grabbing the wall with my left to take a break, I stopped. I had been limping for a few months now as my injuries healed. I took a deep breath and looked over my left shoulder and peered through the glass. On the other side was a room filled with a few people on mats and colorful blocks. I watched as the teacher spoke to her students as they all began to lie back on their mats and close their eyes. The lights dimmed and beautiful music filled the room. I didn’t know what they were doing, but it looked amazing.

“Hey Tina, ya ready to get outta here?” my brother asked. “I was ready when we got here,” I told him, feeling ready to get home and take some pain meds and go to bed. My brother drove me to the gym since I was still unable to drive myself anywhere. A week earlier, I completed my physical therapy and graduated to using the gym. My left leg was so atrophied from multiple casts that it was the size of my thin arm and half the size of my right leg. I had a lot of strength and size to build up, but the effort to walk about the gym was exhausting enough. I moved from being bed bound, to using a wheelchair, to using a walker, to using crutches, to finally using a cane. As sour as my attitude could be sometimes, I was exceptionally excited for the little wins and gains I was making overtime.

Eventually, I was able to drive myself to the gym, and I even had my first pair of gym shoes on my feet. They felt very strange on my feet at first, but I was so happy to have them on, I took a picture of my feet in those Adidas, and emailed it to my doctor.

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Checking in at the front desk of the gym that day, a new person working greeted me. She looked at me with some concern in her eyes and told me she knew me from somewhere. I told her I was sorry, I just couldn’t place her anywhere in particular. Then she said, “By any chance were you in a motorcycle accident a couple years ago?” Of course I told her she was right, but asked her how she knew, because she still didn’t look familiar in the least bit. Besides, the town my accident was in was about 40 minutes from the town we were currently in.

“I was the lady who ran outside of her house, told the car to back off of you, and held your head in the street until the ambulance came,” she explained to me.

“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat? Youuuu were.” I muttered as my mind flipped through a thousand flashback memories of a minute by minute playback of what seemed to be the worse memory of my life.

“Thank you. Thank you so much for being there for me. You were my angel that day.”

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I was still in disbelief that we had somehow met again in a totally different location. I don’t think I would have ever remembered her divine role that day.

Hobbling across the gym floor, I made it into the women’s locker room, sat down and cried. More and more details started flooding into my mind. I remember trying to pull myself up to sit and being stuck.

“I caaaan’t movve my…” I said at the same time I noticed my left leg was under a car tire. “Fucking move now, you’re on top of me.” No movement from the car. Why aren’t they moving? I thought. Reaching to unfasten my helmet strap, and thanking the universe for having me pick that day to be the only day I actually wore my helmet since I bought my motorcycle, a lady ran over to the car that was pinning me down. “Back up, back up! You’re on top of someone.”

The driver rolled off me, and I slowly sat up as much as I could. “Woooow, so that’s what the inside of your body looks like,” was my first thought examining my gaping wounds as I was sprawled out in the middle of the road.

Quickly after that, I thought, holy shit this all looks really, really bad and I am scared. I can freak out and start panicking, go into shock, or really try hard to hold my shit together. Okay, I’ll hold my shit together. Someone told me an ambulance was on the way, but it wasn’t long until it felt like 20 fucking years had already past.

Then it was a game of 1,000 questions.

What’s your name? Kristina.

How old are you? 23.

Are you married? No.

Who can we call to tell what happened? No one.

No one? No.

Really? What’s your parents number?

Don’t call them (I don’t want to scare them).

Do you do drugs? No.

Have you been drinking? No.

Have you done any drugs today? No.

Have you taken any drugs today? Just like the last 8 times you asked me the same question, no I haven’t (Jesus, did a large bag a dirty syringes roll out of my pockets or something? Why do they keep asking me if I take drugs, because I don’t, like at all).

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A paramedic flashed a pair of scissors, reached for my jeans and I shouted, “Don’t cut my favorite pair of jeans.”

“Do you want your jeans or your leg lady?” he asked.

“Fine, cut ‘em.” I complied.

It seemed I waited forever for an ambulance to arrive to rely on something tangible to keep my sanity. What I didn’t realize on the ride to the hospital was that I was in for a much longer life changing experience.

That casual Friday afternoon taking a short ride over to my friend’s house flipped my life upside down. My happy, carefree life turned into shock, worry and a desperate hope that my leg and foot would be ok.

Travel Guide to San Diego

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California Tower/Balboa Park

San Diego is the perfect place to spend a summer vacation, especially if you want to escape the desert heat of Arizona, like me. It’s only a 50-minute flight from the Valley of the Sun. Yeah, I will be flying there more!

My trip was totally spontaneous because let’s face it-traveling is my spirit animal! I must do it, and do it often. Ok, so I decided to go to San Diego on Monday and fly out the next morning on a SOUTHWEST flight. They have several flights per day to pick from. I checked out several hotels and settled on staying in the city. Last time I stayed right on the beach, so I wanted to switch up the vibes a bit.

The Palomar Hotel/San Diego

I checked into the The PALOMAR on 5thAve. It’s right in the hub of Gaslamp Quarter. The Palomar Hotel was very accommodating for my earlier than regular check in hour, and they had super friendly staff. It was middle ground for the places I wanted to visit. This area is known for its night life, but it wasn’t so loud that it kept me awake. You know me-early to bed, early to rise. They have a beautiful pool with a full food/drink bar on the 4thfloor, and a gym-which I only used once since I did so much walking!

Pool: 4th Floor of Palomar Hotel
Poolside at The Palomar Hotel


You know how much I love animals, so my first priority was the SAN DIEGO ZOO. It’s HUGE and your admission ticket comes with a guided bus tour. I decided to go at my own pace and walk the grounds so I could take time taking pictures-you know how I just got a fancy camera! I got there when it opened at 9am and walked to the monkeys first. I don’t think I have smiled that big in ages! It was like being in another world with these creatures. Africa Rocks was definitely my favorite section of the SAN DIEGO ZOO. There’s a ton of places to eat in the zoo from restaurants to mini snack stands. I walked the entire zoo in 4 hours, and headed to my next stop…

BALBOA PARK! The zoo is part of Balboa Park, & the park is huge! You could make a whole day of it. I explored Balboa & was in heaven! The weather was perfect so I checked out the Botanical building & Lily Pond, soaked in the gorgeous architecture, stumbled upon the Japanese Friendship Garden, and of course took a ton more pictures. There’s museums, shopping, gardens, and scheduled tours.

Botanical Building/Lily Pond
Butterfly at Lily Pond


It’s pretty hard to get me out for night life, but when it comes to baseball, I’m in! This was my first time at PETCO PARK where the PADRES were playing the A’s. It was a 10-min. walk from my hotel, & there were plenty of people walking too. I had great seats behind home plate-talk about views! I ordered food from PHILL’S BBQ. It did not disappoint. The chicken was so juicy and coated in the most delicious BBQ sauce. I can still taste it! It came with fries & slaw which were great.PADRESPADRES

Other suggestions:I was close enough to hop right over to Coronado Beach and enjoy the gorgeous beach, or go to the water for a beautiful HORNBLOWER boat tour (both of which I did last time I was in San Diego), but I wanted to check out new spots this trip.




-Dessert First-

Lucky for me CALI CREAM ice cream shop recently opened down the street. With over 60 ice cream flavors, you can make more than one stop here! Plus, they give you unlimited samples before you order. I went with Dat Brownie Dough flavor. Total heaven!

-Lunch Twice-

The staff at the Palomar recommended eating at IRONSIDE FISH & OYSTER in Little Italy. Little Italy is a 5 minute Uber ride or a 15-20-minute walk from Gaslamp. I did both a lot since I kept going back to Little Italy.  IRONSIDE is a totally gorgeous place with a wood and plant entrance, octopus décor, and the wall of piranha!

Piranha Wall: Ironside

I went back a couple days later because the food was so delicious and the staff was a super welcoming. I had oysters, rock fish ceviche, swordfish over salad, and shrimp. They have the best cocktails I’ve ever had! Definitely order a Negroni!

-Clean Eats-

Finally, I made it to CAFE GRATITUDE. Each dish is named with an affirmation & I am all about using affirmations! Their menu is packed with plant-based, organic meals & drinks.

I had the soup of the day-a butternut squash. It was a delight in my mouth bowl of goodness. Next, I ordered the delicious BoochCraft kombucha (I am seriously counting the days until this stuff hits Arizona). Then I got the I am Welcoming Mediterranean Plate. The falafel, hummus, tabbouleh, and crostini were so tasty and filling.



Pizza is one of my true loves, and I can say I found the best pizza in San Diego-NAPIZZA!  They serve pizza by the slice, plus salads-my favorite combo of all time if you really know me well. I ordered the BBQ chicken, veggie combo, & cheese slices. The crust is to die for!  NAPIZZA is also in Little Italy. Now can you see why I kept going back?

-Nuts for Donuts-


The deco of this place caught my eye. It’s a lot of pink with angel wings-a girl had to check it out! The unicorn donut was a beauty so I ordered that first, then their famous Homer ‘s donut, and a salted caramel donut.

They were the perfect sugar treat to have before walking for hours in the zoo. I liked the Homer’s Donut best-pink, with a cake batter glaze & sprinkles.

-Dinner of my Dreams-

LIONFISH. It was a 5-minute walk from the hotel, right down the street in fact. 5thAve is filled with night life and plenty of places to eat and visit. LIONFISH takes reservations, but they were very happy to seat me after I walked in. It’s a two-story place, with rooftop seating (I’ll have to sit there next time), and a huge fresh seasonal ingredient menu.

I’ll just say it was really hard to pick since everything sounded so great. After asking my waiter and the chef for recommendations (I can be very specific when it comes to ordering), I made up my mind. I actually started using Tim Ferriss’ tips for getting a table (and being VIP) at Hot Restaurants HERE and they work! FOOD I ordered: the lobster appetizer, the cod fish which comes with mussels & clams, and side of brussel sprouts mixed with squash & lumps of goat cheese. It was all so delicious & my waiter surprised me with a chocolate mousse dessert cake. What a gent!

That was a lot of running around & eating for a 4-day trip, but it was so worth it! My dogs were tired so I spent an afternoon by the pool- that California sun felt so good!

There’s so many more places in San Diego I want to visit & people to see, but that only gives me another reason to go back! Tell me more places I need to go next time I’m in San Diego!

See ya next time!


Turnt on Turmeric

IMG_7682 Hi guys! I feel like this blog post has been a LONG time coming! I wanna talk all things turmeric, and why I use it every day. That’s right, I use it every single day! And I’ll tell you why! 

I took a TON of medication when I was recovering from my accident. I am talking months and months of antibiotics, pain meds, you name it. Of course after being run over by an SUV, that was mandatory. As I recovered using those meds, my body was severely inflamed, bloated, ached, and just did NOT run properly. UGH! I couldn’t believe that I would be in continuous pain forever with all the injuries I sustained. 

IMG_7678Enter turmeric! I discovered this MAGNIFICENT root that is a golden miracle! LITERALLY! I started taking a turmeric supplement in a capsule form every morning, and noticed a big decrease in my inflammation and pain levels each day. THEN, I watched as my skin literally started to GLOW! My stomach bloat became reduced, because it also helps release toxins from your body. 

Now don’t get me wrong, I still get massive bouts of pain after a long days or during stressful times-even during the super fun events in life. This is where I amp my intake of turmeric in yummy ways! I make some delicious drinks like my TURMERIC ELIXIR or my TURMERIC GOLDEN MILK. I even add it to my recipes like this one, TURMERIC POACHED EGGS. I bet Lauryn from the The Skinny Confidential would love these eggs on her GG crackers! 


So I definitely sneak turmeric into my recipes as often as possible, even if it’s the slightest amount.

Turmeric seriously gives you the most radiant skin! SKIN!! I almost forgot! I must leave you with this tip. I make a super dreamy skin mask using turmeric since it calms pores and decreases acne and scarring! Just mix 1/2 tbsp. of turmeric powder, 1 tbsp. of raw honey, and lather it all over your face! After 15 minutes, gently remove the mask and watch your skin GLOW! Smooth and soft my skin feels immediately! 

IMG_7681Ready to get Turnt on Turmeric with me? Start small just by using a capsule  everyday or by making my turmeric drinks or food recipe above. Of course if you are on any other meds or medical watches, check with your health care provider to see if it’ll interact with your other supplements or meds. I have never had any issues with turmeric except reaping all the AMAZING benefits, but we are all different. 

Much love to you all!



3 Ways to Get Slim for Summer


Spring has sprung-at least in Arizona it has! I’m not kidding though, I still can’t believe how fast March flew by. I keep thinking it should still be February.  Any day now, we’ll be wearing skirts, tanks, and our swimsuits again. Sound fun?

I’m going to admit, I don’t feel ready for it this year. One, I’m not in me best shape. I’m not sitting here dwelling on that though. I know with a few, simple things, that can all get a whole lot better. These easy tricks help me slim down, de-bloat, gain energy, and seriously make my skin GLOW! I love that added bonus.


I know you are probably thinking, “Ok, come on with it and give me the tips already!”

TIP 1: WATER! Drink it like it’s your LIFE. Not to be dramatic, but you must drink a ton of water each day. Literally carry around a gallon jug. Bring that sucker to work with you, and use it to refill your regular water cup. While I am working at home, I keep my gallon on the counter and refill thought the day. Or I lug the jug with me everywhere. Extra tip: drink more water in the first half of the day. This way you’ll be sure to get it in, PLUS you will be hydrating your body.  A hydrated body doesn’t give your body false hunger signals. 

IMG_4946 TIP 2: GREENS! When I have been slacking (like this week) on getting in my greens, I just make sure I have them in the morning. Then the whole day doesn’t go by without me eating or drinking them. Yup, you heard me, I eat or drink my greens. I either make a big smoothie (green recipes posted on my website) and pack it with mostly greens, or I have a huge green vegetable filled salad later in the day. Double bonus if I have both in one day. Extra tip: having all these greens will help you kick any cravings you have. BUT you have to eat or drink them everyday! 

Tip 3: MOVE! That’s right, get your booty going! I know at home workouts are super convenient, especially in the winter, but getting your buns outside for a workout is super magical!! I always notice the way my body feels after a hike, a long 

IMG_7385walk around town, riding my bike, or playing with my nieces at the park. The fresh air, feeling the vitamin D on my skin, and not not to mention the beauty I can watch while moving are very therapeutic. Nature and exercise go together like Selena and Justin, chips and guac, and cheese and wine. Ok, I think you get the idea. Trust me, it’s like cheap (inexpensive) therapy. I’m not kidding. Anytime I’m in a funk or feel like crap, I get outside. I know it’s the quickest way to solving any mood I don’t want.

I want to know, what tricks do you have to get slim for summer? Tell me! I love trying new things. Also, what other topics do you want me to Blog about? Ask me any questions. 

xo, KK