Dog Treats and Different Beats


Adopting Bro’Ham and the new administration are running simultaneously with my need to clear space mentally, physically and emotionally. I’ve been in a constant state of flux for almost two weeks. It’s draining and energizing at the same time. My life is taking a new path.

I used to want to be the person that was a catalyst for big change, but I’ve moved away from that. Big is a subjective word. Right now, a big change is making sure that The Kid is sane and safe and that The Girl understands her role as a citizen in one of the most opportunistic countries on the planet before she’s eligible to vote. Big is knowing what’s happening at city council meetings, what bills are moving through the state legislature and how they will affect our civil rights and economic viability. Big is realizing that what’s happening is shrouded in race and there is a lot of work to be done there, but economics plays a major role in creating unity. Big is encouraging people to realize new opportunities instead of expecting ones from the past to return. Big is starting local and fighting for the rights of all people to be financially independent. At the end of the day, it boils down to scarcity: not enough jobs, not enough money, not enough room. Not enough. And not enough is a lie.

These thoughts are sometimes overwhelming, but you know what? Bro’Ham has been very soothing. He doesn’t care about any of this. He cares about us. He’s happy to have a family. His in-the-momentness is relaxing and therapeutic. I can see how pet parents live longer.

So to salute Bro’Ham, I motivated and made the dog treats. I found a simple recipe because I don’t want to introduce too many things to him in case he has allergies. We already had two incidents, so I’m leery. Anyway, the recipe is simple: oats, egg, salt and beef broth. I can live with that, but no snack is complete without bacon in some form. I mean… why even eat it? Bacon grease for the win.

Now I’m sure you know that I had to try the dog treat. Um… it was like eating that Matrix protein. Next time I’ll eat one: the apocalypse. But apparently Bro’Ham was all in. I had to make him go lay down so he’d stop sniffing my hands for treats.

Dog Treats


  • 2½ cups ground oats, divided
  • ½ teaspoon salt
  • 1 egg
  • ½ cup beef or chicken broth
  • Bacon grease, melted

Preheat oven to 325 degrees. Line cookie sheet with foil and generously grease with bacon grease. Set aside.

Add 2 cups oats, salt, broth, and egg to a large mixing bowl. Combine well. Add remaining ½ cup oats and combine.

Knead dough for about 3 minutes. Press to ½” thickness. Cut with cookie cutter or knife and place onto a prepared pan. Drizzle bacon grease over treats.

Bake for 20 minutes. Remove from oven and allow to cool completely. Store in an airtight container or in the freezer. Thaw to use.

recipe from Add A Pinch


Bro’Ham likes them. At least that’s what I tell myself. I had to feed him three just to get this collage. I think he did it on purpose.



Food Inspiration: Dog Treats Made with Love


Um… so yeah… there’s no recipe. I promise this isn’t click bait. I was really going to make some treats for Bro’Ham until The Hero said that he would hate me for all eternity if I made him any treats with peanut butter. I couldn’t tell if The Hero was disgusted, horrified or downright surprised that I had even considered this. But I didn’t want to leave you hanging, so the photos above are for inspiration.

Now being a Google pro, I did find some dog treats that didn’t have the dreaded peanut butter in them. They did however have some other ingredient I don’t ever want to put in my oven for any living creature: liver. Good gawd! Nixed.

Seeing that I’m somewhere between the Comic Sans bloggers and the uber perfect bloggers with bone cookie cutters, I couldn’t do a half-assed job on my first doggie treats. And sadly enough, it’s The Hero’s and my house so I didn’t have the appropriate meat on hand anyway. After another battle with the dog hair (I WILL win this war!) and a slew of other crap-hitting-the-fan events, I’m too tired to go back to the store to buy it.

I am still not going to buy the bone cookie cutters because I don’t think Bro’Ham really cares about the shape  as long as he can eat it. Plus, he chewed the buttons of our sofa cushions so I may be a little in my feelings right now. As a matter of fact, I’m so in my feelings, that’s why there’s no recipe. Let’s just go with that until Friday.

Week in Review: January 29, 2017

Spoiler alert: this post is about my adventures with Bro’Ham 


I survived a week as a new pet parent! I was so happy that I treated myself to donuts Saturday morning. Man… pets are work. People said it was like having a kid, but It’s more than that. The kid can’t talk back to you. And most don’t get in the way when you’re working on projects trying to get caught up on your blog.

Anyway, Bro’Ham is doing pretty good with ‘sit’ and ‘stay’. I realized some of it was my own fault that he wasn’t listening to me. Last night, The Hero showed me how to walk him so that he isn’t pulling. Changed the whole game. For the first time I didn’t regret having to take him out.

We went to PetsMart this week too. Yeah… so… I didn’t realize:

PetsMart:dogs | Chuck E Cheese:kids

I’m in PetsMart, frazzled that I am the only one with the crazy dog who is spazzing out because he hasn’t seen any other dogs (and all the smells!) since the previous week. My dog turned up and he lightweight turned up the other dogs (as much as their obedience training would allow). Dog party. Unfortunately, those pet parents were not happy about it. Neither was the cashier. And can you believe the only person who helped me was an almost-drunk customer? Needless to say we won’t be going back to that particular PetsMart. I’ll go to Wal-Mart first.

I went to war with the pet hair. To avoid you feeling sorry for me, I’ll spare you the details and tell you that the hair won. And Bro’Ham still has not had a bath. That’s my workout Monday night. I’m going to stay positive and believe that he’ll like not smelling like last week’s funk.

Had our first ‘oh yeah?’ incident. Went out to a birthday celebration and came home to a nice pile of crap. Talk about annoyed. Who wants to clean up dog crap at 1 a.m. after having some drinks? Not. Me. Or The Hero. And then… as I’m discovering the funky gift, The Hero lets Bro’Ham out without a leash. Guess who wants to run off? Saturday night was not cool. Not cool at all.

So I’m hoping that this week feels more normal and I can figure out a schedule that doesn’t leave me sleepy, missing workouts and finishing my posts on time.


Sealed! DIY Whipped Butter


It’s been almost four days since we got Bro’Ham. To say having a dog is a whole different experience doesn’t begin to describe what being a pet parent means.

I have to feed another living being. Every day. He wants affection and reassurance that he’s okay and a good dog. He follows me around. He’s left a layer of dog hair that has broken my clean freak spirit. Two tongue baths (I am still weirded out by that, but another day). And he’s brought me a real sense of peace and calm.

Bro’Ham being here means a lot of handwashing. A lot. And for some reason, terrible static electricity. I know there’s some correlation between ash and getting the shock of life, so I figure now’s a good time to make some whipped butter.

I’d made a batch before and didn’t love the consistency. The recipe added beeswax, which isn’t something I’ve used before. It felt… waxy. It took forever to liquify and was just all around not a good deal.

This time I had the bright idea to substitute coconut oil for the beeswax. The end result is exactly what I wanted: a light, whipped cream that melts and glides on my skin easily. No more welts from all the rubbing.

Whipped Butter


  • 3 ounces shea butter
  • 3 ounces cocoa butter
  • 4 ounces coconut oil

Measure both butters and the coconut oil into heat safe  medium-sized bowl.  Set the bowl in a pan and add enough water to come about halfway up the bowl. Heat on medium-low until melted. Set aside to cool to room temperature. Using a whisk attachment, blend at high speed until frothy, about 1 minute.


Refrigerate 10 minutes or until just solid.


Once solid, using beaters, mix on high speed for 30 seconds to 1 minute or until desired consistency. Store in airtight container.


Namaste. Chakra Mantra Gallery


I’m going to keep it real. Bro’Ham has completely changed the game around these parts. He’s a great dog. Hasn’t chewed anything. Gets off of stuff when we tell him to. Eats his food and doesn’t stare at us longingly when we eat ours. And sleeps. Sleeps for hours. I took today off and this guy slept almost all day. He’s sleeping as I type this. Yes, his head is hanging off the couch.


So in light of being a first-time pet parent and keeping to a promise I made to myself and you to post three times a week, today’s post is really simple. Before Bro came along, I was learning more about clearing energy and things to make room for a different life. I had just gotten around to using breathe to clear blocked chakras and wanted to learn a little bit more about them as they relate to certain physical and emotional pains I feel.

I’m a tactile and visual learner. I have to read and do things in order to understand and know them. If you’re one of my friends or family reading this, it’s the main reason I text, email and send cards. I remember written information a lot better. It only made sense to make visual reminders of the mantras associated with each of the seven main chakras. There are others, but as a newbie, I’m starting here.

I came across a site that had iPhone wallpapers with all seven mantras that I absolutely loved. What’s the site you ask? I have no idea. I tried to search for it in my history only to find that I use the Internet way too much. I can’t find it. If I do though, I’ll come back and update. Anyway, I decided to print each one on a sheet of paper and frame them to hang in my room.

I would give you instructions and a supply list, but really, it’s as easy as it looks. Print, trim, frame, hang. Seriously. If you want to get fancy, add a nice mat or decorative card stock (what I did) to lay behind the mantras.

Friday is recipe of the week. Or maybe a DIY project. I don’t know. It really depends if Bro’Ham turns into psycho dog or I get around to getting my life back on schedule. Let’s see what the next two days bring.

Week in Review: January 22, 2017

It’s been a long week. I intended to get all my posts for the week done today, but I didn’t have time. And I still have a bunch of things to do before I go to bed in oh… two hours.

I’m gonna keep it brief and highlight the highlights. Found some great craft books at the library this week. I want to give you a glimpse into this week’s craft post, but I don’t want to jinx the success of a first-time project. I’m super excited though.

I went to the Women’s March in Cleveland this weekend. I had no idea that a similar march was held in Columbus the week before. Anyway, I drove up to Cleveland for the day to march with friends. It was an experience for me, my first public protest. I debated not going until I went to to find out more details about the event. In a serendipitous way, I was meant to read the comments. I mean people were downright disrespectful. It’s so easy to be an ass anonymously, which pissed me off. So much so that I woke up at 7 to hit the road and be there by 11 for the march.

It was a great event. Last I heard, there were 15,000 people in attendance. That’s not too bad! After the march, most people just hanging around the city started asking questions about people’s signs. And there were a bunch of great signs there. These are just some of my favorites:


We both decided that we needed to make a lifestyle overhaul and do it together. That includes eating better, getting more organized, working out in the mornings and being more productive in the evenings. In celebration of this new way of life (read: mourning comfort foods on a regular), I said my final goodbyes eating this wonderful key lime tart from Whole Foods. I tell myself that since it’s from Whole Foods, it’s more nutritious.


And lastly, we adopted a dog. Meet Bro’Ham Fleetwood.


I’ve never been a pet parent before. I remember killing the one pet we did have, a goldfish, back in the mid 80s. Today, when we went to the shelter to casually look at dogs, Bro’Ham was the one we both liked. He is so chill. We don’t think he ever played with toys because he looks at them like ‘what? what is that?’ And he’s treat finicky. We’ll have plenty of time to get to know him though.

Where’d the name come from? Bro’Ham was The Hero’s. He considers Bro’Ham an early birthday gift. I got to choose his middle name. Fleetwood, in honor of the cowardly lion in The Wiz, seemed the only fitting name. If you don’t know here’s the clip:

Of course being a childless and pet-free house, we had to make some changes. Things are in disarray. I honestly don’t care right now. It will be the first time I have to think about putting things up high since the early 2000s. I can’t even keep my unfinished glass of wine by my bed anymore. I’m looking at it longingly now on the other side of the room. By Bro’Ham. Who won’t relax until we’re both relaxed. Sigh.

Another week down. As I frantically try to meet my midnight deadline (boy does typing that feel familiar), it’s been an enlightening and exciting week. Let’s see what the first week as a pet parent brings.


I Shirt You Not: T-shirt Refashion



I tickle myself coming up with titles for each post. I’m still chuckling at this one.

So I’m going through my stuff again, seeing what can be released from my life to make space for something else. Is there a such thing as too much letting go? Because I feel like I was just getting rid of stuff at the beginning of December. There are still items that need to get the boot though.

Unfortunately, I seemed to slack when it came to my t-shirts. While there aren’t many I don’t like, four of them immediately came to mind. It’s not that I don’t like these particular shirts. They’ve simply outlived their original lifetime. Perfect DIY candidates.

Now to find some t-shirt inspiration. Where? Pinterest of course.

Rant alert: Okay… what did they do to Pinterest? It’s so much work trying to find projects now. Was Pinterest rehab so effective that it’s been long enough to miss some majorly minor site enhancements? Sheesh. There was a day when everything I could possibly want to make was right there on my landing page and I’d pin to my heart’s content. Now there’s some kinda fancy algorithm that makes me do the work to look for projects. Ugh… who wants to use the search function? Why, Pinterest, why?!

Focus. DIY. I was looking for a cool project I could finish in a short amount of time (think 10 minutes or less). I found a couple that looked promising. I figured I’d start with the easiest one: a simple cut-out.

DIY T-shirt Refashion: Cut-out 


  •  T-shirt (jersey works best)
  • Scissors
  • Fine-tip marker


Iron the t-shirt, if necessary. Put it on to see where you want to make your marks.

Mark three points on the shirt to define the area you want to cut.

Start by cutting the neck (1 to 3). Then cut from 1 to 2 and 3 to 2. Grab at 1 and 2 and pull gently to curl the edges in. Repeat with 2 and 3.

And… you’re done. Simple.


You may have wondered why there’s a lot of cleavage in today’s main picture. This post is a DIY and fail all rolled into one. I like the idea, but having almost 82% of my cleavage on display was not the intended outcome. For the next one, I have to rethink the angle and length. Luckily, I have three more tries to get it right. I’m not giving up on this. Unless it involves geometry.