Friday, July 19, 2019

Doesn't Matter

I am the mutha fuckin SHIT!
I am too legit to quit!
So I think--Hey! Hey!

But that shit don’t matter.

You could be the queen of England with a golden pussy on a platter…
None of that shit would matter.

You could cook, sheave, clean.
Be his black queen. Rub his back, tell him he’s the shit.
Be his peace, give him laughter.
But to an undeserving nigga, none of that shit really matters.

You could spin around keep the dick still inside, stroke his egostick on a magic carpet ride.
And STILL that shit wouldn’t even matter

He could have his cake, have his way with your heart on a stake.
Throw two shits to the wind, where oh where do I begin?
You thought yo ass was up to the plate, first batter.
Haha, think again bitch—doesn’t matter!

You tried to come in—like a wrecking ball.
Thwarting and wreaking havoc on his emotional walls.
I am woman! Hear me nurture. Receive my Love!
With you, I can see a future baby daddy….
BLOOP! Think Again—Doesn’t matter Hoe!

Girl, let me tell you…You got sooo much love to give. Why not lend your talents to someone deserving. Someone who isn’t broken, and ready to receive all your gifts and swanky things.

But I know your type, the HGTV fixer upper woman of hype. You love the potter’s house game. Ignoring the shame of entangling your emotions on a deserted love ocean because you like to tame. 

The irony of your pangs, is that you’re alone in the blame for the pieces of your heart you must clatter.

Cause really…HE doesn’t matter…

Maybe you shoulda got with the Nutty Professor sis...he'd appreciate you lol

Monday, December 10, 2018

Low Carb Huevos Rancheros Recipe

Since starting a Keto Diet in June or 2018, I've lost roughly 15lbs, I'm sharing my journey on an instagram page entitled "Dining While Keto"  and Ive also created a list of Keto Friendly Restaurants on Yelp.

I wasn't a carbivore before starting this diet but some of my carby favorites like: Tortillas, Pizza, Rice and Plantains were not easy to replace. I've found equitable or even better tasting substitutes but the one thing I missed was Corn Tortillas, specifically Tacos and Huevos Ranchero. Almond Flour and Egg Tortillas just didnt cut it. And the CarbSmart flour tortillas were good but it wasnt an equal to the corn version.

I searched the internet high and low for a susceptible version of my favorite breakfast food, Huevos Rancheros but came up with the aforementioned egg/almond flour versions. Then a lightbulb went off in my head: I'd have to create my own version!

So here it is, my favorite breakfast recipe: Huevos Rancheros

This recipe doesn't call for the traditional Rancheros sauce, but the Beef Chorizo is a formidable companion in this dish.

Kassie's Keto Huevos Rancheros

Serves 2 people


Handful (1/2 c.) of finely shredded Monterey Jack Cheese per shell

4 Large Brown Eggs 

Step 1
Buy or make Avocado (or regular) Pico De Gallo according to linked directions. Set aside in fridge.

Step 2
Cook Beef Chorizo according to package directions. Set Aside

Step 3
Using a non stick pan free of blemishes or defect (I like using ceramic coated pan) on medium high heat grab a handful (1/2 cup or more) of shredded Monterey Jack Cheese and place in the center of pan in a circle about the size of a small tortilla. You can click here to see the technique. Fry until melted and golden, flip and fry the other side. Repeat 3 more times to make 2 shells per person.

Step 4
Plate two fried cheese shells per person.

Step 5
Take two spoonfuls of the beef chorizo and spread on each cheese shell

Step 6
Cook egg to your preference: Poached, Scrambled, Over Easy or my personal favorite Sunny Side Up. Place egg on top of the chorizo topped cheese shell.

Step 7
Take 1/4 cup of the Pico and place on top or off center of the egg

Step 8
Drizzle Avocado Cream Sauce

Net Carbs per one Huevos: 7g

I like to accompany this with a mimosa (splash of OJ only) and a side salad.
I may update this with some more step-by-step photos. 


Wednesday, August 1, 2018

Dating Sucks In The DMV

I've always been a super independent girl. I say girl because in some ways my independence developed as a juvenile and kinda got stuck there. Im stubborn, strong-willed and I always get my way--ALWAYS! So whomever God prepared for me needed to be even more independent and strong willed and tolerant (Lawdamercy he is patient).

Dating in the DMV didnt suck but it also wasn't a walk in the park. As I got closer to my 30s I started to be more intentional about dating. I created a list of wants/needs, organized my priorities, became civically engaged, volunteered, traveled, attended church, you know...put myself out there. Tradition has it that when you put these techniques into place, a man will just fall into your lap. Thats exactly what did not happen to me.

I didnt stumble upon my man doing these things alongside me. He didn't have time for that frivolous stuff--he was busy too!

It was friendship. We started off as platonic friends, blossoming into something...

Slowly burning.
Crockpot kinda love.

Physically, he isnt my type which is why it took me by surprise.

I met him at a networking event in Spring of 2016, he was quirky, boisterous, outgoing, cocky, pleasantly annoying--basically a male version of myself. No instant attraction whatsoever. But we naturally were drawn to each other. It was like instant friendship, when we exchanged Facebook friend requests it was if we'd been old pals.
Our conversations always flowed naturally and I felt at ease. I suppose that the lack of romantic intentions on either of our part helped ease our friendship into the bliss.

Our first outing in the Summer of 2016 was a platonic "double date" with mutual friends. Really just 4 single friends on a random outing but we joked the entire night about the double date concept. I remember rebuffing flirtatious dialogue from our other guy friend and naturally being drawn back to my future lover's side. Still nothing romantic piqued my interest.

But I could tell God was ordering my steps for something great. I had been on several dates that I now know were to prepare me. The man I had been talking to at the time seemed to be retracting from our teetering flirtatious friendship.


Make room for my new beau...

Last summer I went to the emergency room feeling nauseous. Good ole Facebook just initiated a feature that captured your "nearby friends" and he saw that I was in the area wanted to link up after his side gig was over. When I told him I was in the hospital he rushed to my side.

Guys, I was looking a hot mess. Liiike total hot mess. But you know what--because I still thought of him in the platonic sense, I didn't care. I moved with confidence and ease.

Later on I mentioned I was moving and he said he could come help me move. Great! I had about 6 other guy friends helping out, I didn't think anything of it.

He came over that Sunday and something clicked. We shared a bottle of red wine and I expressed my delight in the intricacies of the flavors and notes--he chimed in rhythm and that's when the lightbulb went off.

Right under my nose. This whole time???

Instantly, I started getting nervous, butterflies, sweat. OMG Do I really like this guy? We've been friends for nearly 2 years and its taken me this long to realize he could be The One?

That late summer Sunday in 2017 we shared our first kiss and it was magical. Our lives and worlds have collided perfectly ever since.

The End.
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