Helping Autism and Zack Sunday, Jun 18 2017 


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Help Zack!

Through my travels I’ve met a lot of awesome, humble people. A woman I met working, Barbara, has a non-verbal son diagnosed with Autism. 

To help Zack, they would require an RV for therapeutic purposes in order to see family or just relax after overstimulation. 

Share or donate please!! They really could use the help!!!

Thankss sooo muchhh!!!

A.I. ❤️

The SouthWestern “Wafflet” (Egg Omelet) Friday, Feb 13 2015 

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I saw this idea on Pinterest one day and wanted to try it…Well, being a procrastinator, I did not try it right away.  A few weeks later, I woke up one morning and decided I wanted to make the “Wafflet” idea. So, I went straight to the kitchen and Wham bam thank you mam, it worked and I was so excited! I usually hate eating eggs because they taste too raw for me when I get them at restaurants. No matter how burnt the chef makes them, it’s usually never good enough for me. This idea allows me to be able to cook the eggs exactly how  I like them, at any varying degree of overcooked to normally cooked. It was a lot of fun and I would definitely say try it with your kids!!!

STEP ONE: IMG_4947

Plug your Waffle Iron in and mix up your eggs how you like them!

I used

5 Large Cage Free Eggs

Chopped Organic Onion
Chopped Organic Tomato
Chopped Organic Green Pepper
Pinch of Himalayan Pink Salt
Pinch of Organic Black Pepper
Tablespoon of Organic Half-n-Half

STEP TWO: IMG_1335

Spray Waffle Iron with any cooking spray you choose and pour your egg mixture on! (Process takes about 3 minutes depending on how you like your eggs)

TIP – Let the mixture sit on Waffle Iron OPEN for about 30 seconds to 1 minute and close lid

TIP – If you have a fancy Waffle Iron that flips over, DON’T FLIP OVER!!!!!! Mixture will pour out the side when you try to flip it!

TIP – If your Waffle Iron DOES NOT have a “catch pan” or something under it that can help prevent a mess when the egg drips out the side a little, put a plate or towel or paper towel underneath. It will really help save your counters 🙂 Also, don’t walk away while it’s cooking, it really doesn’t take that long to cook so just be patient!

STEP THREE: IMG_1336

The “Wafflet” will be fragile so I suggest using a cake serving spatula vs a regular square one. Plate and enjoy!

This is my new favorite, quick breakfast that is quite fun! Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy!

x0 ~Asset

Vanilla Ice Project House Tuesday, Jan 13 2015 

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I spy the Vanilla Ice Project House!!!!!!!! So exciting to watch the transformation! Can’t wait till it’s almost done!

I am a “wacko” Saturday, Jun 8 2013 

Well, my sister kinda hit the nail on the head with that one! I am a bit of a wacko. But not in the way that she thinks. I am quite misunderstood. But make no mistake, I am one angry and dark chicky. And it all stems back to my adoption. I hate how everything comes down to that.

I say I’m misunderstood but that just sounds like a cop out. I think I’m just a lot more complex and deeper then people can see on the surface which makes it hard to really get inside my head and get me. Part of my complexity is my own misunderstanding of myself. There are so many parts that make up my entire being that it’s hard to see that sometimes my anger is really pain or my happiness is really loneliness. I’m really good at putting on a brave face and smiling through the pain. That is usually when after a while, I explode. Which is never good…don’t believe me, ask mi familia!

Sometimes it’s just damn hard to be me. Mostly because I don’t get why I do or think things. I ask a lot of questions that I will never get answers to. My inquisitive mind is what gets me into trouble. I could be perfectly fine and then my mind is going with all these random questions and contemplations that I just cant think straight and then I get frustrated because I can’t collect my thoughts and I can’t answer the questions because I can’t calm my thoughts. It’s a never ending cycle of “holy hell I want to pull my brain apart!! Somebody give me a lobotomy!” That is all really hard to see when all people see is the end of my short fuse and me freaking out. I’ve been trying so hard to keep myself together and pick up the pieces that I’ve broken over the years and years of abuse I endured from self-hate but I can’t seem to keep my shit together when all the people around me, don’t want to be around me. It makes me hate people more and it makes me more angry and therefore inevitably furiously texting or calling someone screaming. Not exactly the response most people would give. My phone is my demise when I am in “wacko” mode. I will feverishly text you with caps and some choice words along with it if you don’t answer my text in time or you don’t call me back or the sun is shining. Sometimes yes, the sunshine can piss me off. Don’t ask me why because that will probably piss me off too! haha just kidding….well, half kidding 🙂

I think last night, with the fight I started with my family….and when I say my family, I mean my entire family got involved – mom, dad, sister, and brother and while my brother in law didn’t really have a first row seat, I’m sure he had his opinions from the second row, if I were him I’d hate me too, just sayin… was kind of a good thing for me at least. I woke up this morning and literally said “I have a great family. People who actually love me” out loud. Naturally there was no one else here to hear it so I was talking to myself haha (and no that is not why I think I’m a wacko haha!) That is something I can honestly say I have never said and actually felt something when I said it. It was nice…and then I cried lol I clearly am not big on family love. I guess real love scares me that’s why I hold onto the fake love from old crappy friends and significant others. I guess it also scares me to let in my mom because I have so much animosity toward the woman who gave me up and I project all my anger out on to my real mother. This week has been quite good for clarity but not so good on keeping my emotions at bay. who the hell knows though because this is all speculation since my mind is clear….today! haha

I can honestly say that the craziness I caused last night was completely out of anxiety and loneliness and fear of even more abandonment. I needed a physical presence with me. It is starting to come to the time where I’m realizing that I need a family, my family. As much as I can’t stand how my sister tries to micro manage my life, I miss her. I’m jealous of the relationship she has with my brother’s girlfriend and his ex. I always have been. In fact, I’m jealous of the relationship that my brother’s girlfriend has with my entire family. I always felt replaced when my family would embrace someone new into our lives. But it wasn’t fair of me to feel that way when I basically did the same thing to them when I would meet a new friend. None of this shit makes sense to me. It frustrates me to no end as a matter of fact. I cant for the life of me understand that I know I need my family and I know they love me and I know they want nothing but the best for me but the second I meet someone new I have always automatically replaced them with my family. Using this new friend as a false sense of family. I have never put them first. but I always expect them to put me first. especially when i’m in crisis, I expect them to drop everything and coddle me. I mean I’m not saying I have always been a douche to my peeps. I can be a really good person. I can be really kind and crazy fun. I think my biggest issue is my anxiety and how I let it take over every fiber in my body.

It’s taken me a long time to come to terms with all of this and try to sort it all out. Sometimes, I wish my parents would put me back in a behavioral program with more intense therapy but that isn’t living my life and learning from my triggers. When I was in a program like that, I had nothing to worry about so of course my attitude and stuff was mostly in check and I had a good routine. But that is living in a perfect little bubble that is not reality and when you get out of there, reality smacks you so hard in the face because you have no idea what the hell you’re doing and you freak out again….or that’s just me!

I’m pretty sure this post is much longer than I intended it on being so I’m going to leave you with this….

Kris Kross will make ya, jump. jump.’ We out!

*Everyone’s thinking it. I’m just sayin’ it. You’re Welcome* 🙂

TBD? IDTS! Thursday, Apr 4 2013 

TBD = Too Busy Disorder
IDTS = I don’t think so

Earlier today, I was watching the Ellen DeGeneres comedy bit that she did back in 2003 called “Here and Now“. She is hilarious! She talks about procrastination and how in this day and age we have so many disorders that are abbreviated to 3 letters because we are so lazy, and busy, that we can’t even say the whole name of the disorder. Too Busy Disorder. TBD. I’m pretty sure I have that. Most people do. Everyone is always complaining that there aren’t enough hours in the day to get what they need done. Too busy to do this or that. But, what I’ve been wondering is what if we really do have that time in the day but we are so programed to say that we are soooo busy. I know I do it. I say all the time that I’m too busy to do things…but, when in fact, I have nothing but time!

It’s kind of like when someone asks you what’s wrong and you’re immediate reaction is, “nothing I’m just tired.” We all know you’re lying. You’re not just tired, you’re just too lazy, or scared, to say what’s really on your mind. You’ve also been using that cop out since the beginning of time so you’re brain is automatically going to spit that out as an answer instead of telling the truth. Hell, I do it. The “I’m just tired” line has been a friend of mine since I knew how to avert peoples attention elsewhere, instead of just coming out with what is bothering me. Most of the time I don’t even realize I’m saying it.

We push people away by lying to ourselves and to them. It’s not that we are all too busy to do things or say things, it’s that we are all too damn scared to live! Growing up nowadays sucks! I wouldn’t want to be a teenager in this day and age. Everyone wears a mask and no one is true anymore. We shove the ones we love aside for strangers. We lie and say that we don’t have enough time for people or things that are important to others. Using that as an excuse to isolate yourself from the world and get trapped in your own crap. Or instead of going to hang out with Grandpa, you decide that your time is better spend elsewhere. That is, until your grandfather dies and all you want is to spend another minute with him. You’re not too busy then, are you?

Selfish. That’s all this human species has come to. We, as a whole, are not good people. We are glutton for punishment. Wondering why we can’t do things over and why things happen. Why couldn’t I have just spent time with my grandpa instead of going out and getting high? Why didn’t I just go to college like normal kids my age? While hindsight is 20/20, what about the things right in front of your face? We are all so busy meddling in other peoples business that we forget about the things that are most important…Family. While all families do not get along the same, blood is thicker than water. Now I realize that my being adopted kind of puts that whole saying out the boat, except for the fact that I don’t need to be a biological child, my family is my family. Through thick and thin, I have always had my family at my side. I’ve taken them all for granted. I was always too busy being not them that I ended up throwing away precious years of my life. Don’t do the same.

YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE UNTIL IT’S GONE! Don’t forget that! Change your TBD to NTB (Not Too Busy)!!! Life will pass you by and you will have lost anything worth having. Life is too short to live with regrets. Go procrastinate thinking about what I just said 🙂

*Everybody’s thinking it. I’m just saying it. You’re Welcome!*