The End

The time has come. Time for a new year. The end of the past twelve months, and the beginning of a new set of twelve months. The time where gym owners become really busy, and fast food restaurants are suddenly empty.

In 2011, I…

Showed appreciation and love to my family like never before.

Somehow got the cutest and most understanding boyfriend with an even bigger heart.

Made life-long friends.

Crafted my heart out.

Went to a 3-day music festival. No shower. Slept in a tent. 90 degree weather. Nuff’ said.

Went to 3 Atlanta Falcons football games. Danced at half-time at one and watched my sister in the other 2.

Went to the ACC Football Championship game in Charlotte, North Carolina.

Went to 6 states. That’s a lot for this small-town girl.

Moved to the biggest city in Georgia.

Declared a major and fell in love.

Realized grades weren’t a joke and made more A’s in college than I did my 4 years of high school combined.

Had alot of “firsts”. From eating, school, work, life and everything around and in-between.

Understood my health was important and a diet of alcohol and french fries won’t be my friend a few decades from now.

Faced some trials that made me understand it was time to be a big girl.

Roasted a butternut squash. Made a homemade pizza. Made homemade donuts. Tried a green smoothie. Ate vegetable after vegetable. Discovered hummus. Discovered SunButter.

Wrote a blog.

2012, I’m ready for ya.


Something about A Southern Girl

“.. make me feel right” Oh that voice, Amos. (Click link for a great song! I was in the audience)

If you didn’t know, you know now that I am from the South. I grew up on a dirt road with a field in front of my house. My dad’s family owns a meat packaging company. Bar-b-que and macaroni and cheese were consumed quite often.

The vinegary taste of my grandpa’s homemade BBQ sandwiched between a folded piece of Captain John Derst white (really, yellow) bread has always been one of my favorites. Mmm mm good. It wasn’t until I started getting older that I ventured out to different types and kinds of foods. I mean it’s the cool thing to do being a small town  girl that once considered Zaxby’s the best restaurant in town. Since living in Atlanta, I really look forward to eating at different restaurants and I always check out the menu online beforehand. First, to see how nutritionally beneficial it is. If it is not, but seems to be a pretty tasty place, I will go for it. I may or may not try anything once.

Not even a mile from my boyfriend’s house, there is a bbq joint- Heirloom Market BBQ. It is cady-cornered from the street so if you don’t miss it while driving by, you are doing good. My first impression was, “Um, it’s attached to a convenient store.” After much menu reviewing, Facebooking, and Yelping I realized Heirloom Market is the place to be <– according to the reviews. According to this southern girl’s taste buds, it really is the place to be. Connected to a convenient store and all.

I usually opt for the Spicy Korean sandwich with Korean sweet potatoes and cucumber radish salad as my sides. Today, I ordered the pulled pork sandwich with Korean sweet potatoes and cucumber radish salad. I really, really, really believe they have the best macaroni and cheese in the world, so I always suggest (butreallyforce) my boy to order the mac-n-chz so I can steal a few bites.

 If you are ever in this area, I highly recommend stopping by(and giving me a call). There are bar stools around the perimeter of the very small place, and a dinner table right dab in the middle just like your grandma’s. The only difference is grandma doesn’t charge you for that sweet tea refill.

The Best Recipe

I have always correlated health with a certain image of an ideal weight and body. I considered healthy people as skinny, and unhealthy people as fat. How ignorant of me! “Healthy” is far, far, far from being a size 2 for ladies and a Brad Pitt look-alike for guys. I was shocked to learn that there were very healthy men and women that didn’t have a body or weight of what I thought was ideal.

When I became more conscious of what I was putting into my body, I also became more educated of how it will affect me from years down the road. I have a medical family history of diabetes, obesity, heart disease, high cholesterol, and cancer just to name a few. Although some of the said chronic diseases are genetically passed down, I wholeheartedly believe most can be prevented or diminished with a clean diet and moderate exercise.

I will say it now: I don’t choose to eat healthy only for my weight and waistline. I eat healthy for my future. I exercise for the one organ ♥ that each one of us relies on from the time we are concieved to the time we are buried. I eat healthy, exercise, and enjoy desserts for my overall well-being and HEALTH.

As I haven’t said the word enough: Being healthy and taking care of my body is very important to me. Up until recently, I treated my body with ignorance. I was never concerned for my future, only concerned with my pant size.

Now that I have been educated and have a deep passion for Nutrition, Health, and fitness I realize a balanced diet (with chocolate included) and physical activity is essential for a long, happy, and healthy life.

Recipe for Health

This recipe is perfect for all seasons: Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall. No baking, cooking, or bizzare ingredient is needed. Be creative using an open-mind and a appetizing result is guaranteed!


  • 3/4 cups heart-healthy carbohydrates, protein, and fats
  • 1/4 cups all out, balls out mentality
  • 1 cup physical activity
  • 1 cup well-balanced sleep schedule
  • 1 Tbsp personal motivation
  • a sprinkle of chocolate
  • a dash of positivity
  • endless amounts of smiles

In a medium bowl, combine whole grains, lean meat, healthy fats such as peanut butter, fruits, vegetables, and low-fat dairy with whatever. the. heck. kind of fattening and comforting food you want too. Set aside.

In a separate bowl, mix 1 tbsp of motivation with cardio exercise of your choice and equal amounts of strength training. Stir until well combined.

Combine physical activity mixture into the healthy + not so healthy diet mix. Add a batch of well-balanced sleep. Store in refrigerator for 7-8 hours.

Sprinkle a serving of chocolate, a dash of positivity and serve with tons of smiles.


Pretend like the water splashes on the mirror aren't there + I didn't take a mirror pic 😉

Cheers on this Thirsty Thursday to our health and well-being! I’ll drink eat to that!


Oh Hayyy, it’s What I Ate Wednesday. I am completely unprepared for WIAW since I typically document my Tuesday eats and it didn’t cross my mind until late last night. Instead of including one full day of eats, I am documenting What I Ate (on this) Wednesday (morning).


I took blackberry jam to the next level

Last night, as I was browsing through my Pinterest feed as per usual, I came across a GRILLED pb&j! I love grilled cheese, and I love peanut butter + jelly and I now love grilled pb&j. All it takes is a tad bit of butter, 1 tablespoon of nut butter, a spoonful of jam and a greased skillet. YUM!

I used 2 pieces of whole grain bread (one end piece, my fave), a dab of butter on each outside piece, a tablespoon of natural peanut butter, a spoonful of blackberry jam, and a few halved blackberries. So gooood! I definitely recommend giving this a try.

Grilled PB&J + mason jar o’ milk

 I am off to a 30,00 square feet antique store with my grandparents and mama today so I have packed a sample packet of Justin’s almond butter with a apple AND a orange. I love fruit!

Thanks to Jenn at Peas and Crayons for hosting the partayy. Happy What I Ate Wednesday!!

Found: A Clueless Nut

I hope all of you had a wonderful Christmas! I certainly had a great one and feel truly blessed.

My mama’s PB kisses

It’s hard to believe it’s been 12 days since I have written a post. I decided to take a break because I knew everyone was off doing their own thang.

It has been 2 weeks since I have exercised also. I am ready to break a sweat, inhale vegetables, and chug some water!!!!!

Sista love
My boy and his nephew, Boone
I had too much fun being domestic this Christmas!!

 This morning I started off right with a bowl of warm, hearty oatmeal!

Holiday Oatmeal (Inn)
    • 1/3 cup old fashioned oats
    • 1/2 cup water
    • 1/4 cup milk of choice (I used 1%)
    • 1/2 banana
    • a few blackberries
    • Spoonful of natural peanut butter
    • chopped pecans
    • dash of cinnamon
    • festive sprinkles!!!

Later today, I plan to knock out my spin-off of the 100 Workout! It. has. been. way. too. long.


Have a great Tuesday!

I heart Antiques

…and I promise I’m still 19! I got my antique lovin’ honest. All around my mama’s house and Mema’s there are antique dishes, furniture, and small paraphenilia.

Last night, I made a cranberry, orange, and walnut bread in my new loaf pan.

I love the flavors in it and would be great with a dab of butter, splash of honey, or a spoonful of peanutbutter.
This morning my Mema and I gobbled our morning slice down with a cup of coffee.

Today we raided antiques and old junk at a place called “The Treasure Store”.

I love days spent with my Mema!
Back tomorrow with a regular post!

What I Ate Wednesday: Rainbow food

It’s Wednesday.. and that only means- What I Ate Wednesday. Originally, I planned on posting workouts on Wednesday, so at the bottom I added a small list for Werk Wednesdays. Also, the comment box is now open for anyone and everyone who wants to comment. Have a great day!


2 egg omelette: Sliced tomato, spinach, orange pepper

Before flip


Broiled grapefuit: Sprinkled with brown sugar, broiled on HI for 7 minutes


Spinach, tomato, bell pepper, apples, grapefruit, goat cheese

Apple + PB

Lunch of a champ

Homemade Whole Wheat Pizza: Pesto, spinach, tomato, bellpepper, mozzarella, feta, goat cheese, sprinkle of parmesan

The good stuff

Can’t forget dessert: White Chocolate Pecan Bark
Shoutout to Jenn at Peas and Crayons! Thanks for hosting WIAW!
Werk Wednesdays!
15 repetitions each
  • Stretch
  • Alternating jumping lunge
  • Burpees
  • Jumping jacks
  • Bicycle crunch
  • Push up
  • Squats
  • Burpees
  • Mountain climbers
  • Push up
  • Cool down

This is TOUGH but worth it! Good Luck and get it in!

Pizza + a Kitten that cooks

When commenting on other blogs, I refer to myself as the Clueless Nut. It’s easier to type and uh, fitting.
Most of my cooking is either done with my boyfriend, for my boyfriend, or guided by his instructions.
Admittedly, he has taught me alot about cooking. Or maybe I have taught myself alot about his cooking. Like when I stand over his shoulder and watch him do his thing (which he absolutely can’t stand) while also making sure he doesn’t throw in any bizzare ingredient i.e. butter, mayonaisse, sour cream.
As soon as I turn my back, he sneaks in a few of the said ingredients and quickly uses it however he pleases. I know it.
Take last Thursday for example. Finishing my last bite of that cheesy, gooey grilled cheese he quickly said, “Iputmayonaisseinthatgrilledcheese.”
I usually don’t eat mayonnaisse. But atleast it was the mayo made with olive oil. So that is somewhat healthier, right? Whatever.
Boyfriend is too much of a boring word to type. So from now on, I will refer to him as a nickname that was given to him by his friends- Kitten.
Kitten Facebook messaged me a recipe last night. We’re hip like that. Of course, it was pizza. Every week during the school semester, he makes homemade pizza. Since we are both on Christmas break and with our separate families, I have to be the cook (using his recipes).
Every Monday while growing up, my mama brought home one pepperoni pizza, one cheese pizza, and if we got lucky- breadsticks. Or even better, cheesesticks; because cheese pizza and cheesesticks aren’t the exact same or anything. Not in my 16-year old mind. My favorite part of the pizza tradition was the next morning. I would re-heat two pieces of pizza, jump in my car, and try to steer the wheel with a greasy pizza in one hand and my mascara in the other.
So to keep Monday tradition, I made pizza.
Homemade Whole Wheat Pizza
Serves: 4 (2 pieces each)
Dough Ingredients:
1 packet active dry yeast
3/4 Tablespoon sugar
1 teaspoon salt
1 cup warm water
2 cups of 100% Whole Wheat Flour (or flour of choice)
2 Tablespoon olive oil
In a medium bowl, combine yeast, sugar, and salt. Mix until first three ingredients are dissolved. Set aside.
In a medium bowl, combine flour and olive oil. Add the water/yeast mixture and mix just until combined.
Cover dough mixture. Allow it to rise for 1-2 hours.
Turn the dough out onto a floured surface. Knead by hands.
Shape the dough with a rolling pin. Place on lightly greased pizza pan.

Top with desired toppings.

Cook for 12-15 minutes. Allow to cool for 5 minutes before cutting.
Topping Ingredients (from last night):
About 2 Tablespoons of pesto (used as a base)
1 tomato, sliced
1 cup spinach, chopped
1/2 red bell pepper, sliced
1/4 cup mozzarella
2 T, or more feta cheese
Basil and herb goat cheese, crumbled
A sprinkle of quality grated parmesan, added in the last 5 min. of cooking
Wash and prepare (chop, slice, crumble) ingredients accordingly.
Spread pesto. Add chopped and sliced vegetables. Top with mozzarella, feta, then goat cheese. In the last 5 minutes of cooking, lightly sprinkle quality grated parmesan.
Thankfully, I re-heated pizza again on a Tuesday morning.  I jumped on the couch, trying to control the remote with a piece of greasy pizza in one hand and my make-up remover in the other.

Gym + Stubborness

I want to wear what I want to while working out. Even if it means wearing an oversized t-shirt that has a hole under the left armpit and eight different colors of paint on the front.
I want to do what I want to, when I want to. The thought of crunches make my abs sore before I even dress for the gym. With that said, I don’t want to wait on Slow Sally to finish her crunches on the stability ball. AND then wait for her to wipe the entire ball after she is done. I swear, Slow Sweaty Sally.
I want to control the volume of music like I want to. Even if it means having to tell Pandora, “Yes, I’m still listening” ten times. Atleast I won’t be returning my headphones to my ear every step I take that causes that one mile seem like a marathon.
 I want to grunt, make horrid faces, and sweat hard without my bosses wife questioning me in the dressing room if I just ran a mile or took a shower.

It’s clear. Sometimes I want to do what I want to do. I’m stubborn- always have been. Is it something worth bragging about? Heck no. But what is, is the fact that I just completed a workout wearing, sweating, singing and doing work like I want to and when I want to.
Here is my spin-off of the 100 workout roaming around Pinterest. <– The original workout can be found here.
The 100 workout:
100 jumping jacks
90 crunches
80 squats
70 leg lifts
60 high knees
50 reverse crunch
40 squats + calf raise
30 mountain climbers
20 push-ups
10 minute cardio
That gym membership will have to wait.

Made from the Home

Find a sharpie. The bottom of a tin can. A little paint and a four year old’s fingerprint. 

and a ornament is made that puts that thirty dollar ornament you saw at the arts and crafts festival last weekend to shame.
Find a empty cone-shaped yarn spool. Plug up the glue gun. A little felt, wool felt, furry balls (POM-POMS!!!), and some patience…

and after 13 burns from hot glue and a few grown-up words later, you have santa cones that are cheaper and way cuter than the fat, cotton-filled Santa sitting on top of your mantle. 
Find a blank canvas. Some white lighted branches (after Christmas would be cheapest). Awful smelling moss. A little floral wire, paint, that stupid hot glue, and a patient boyfriend who helps (or takes over in my case) 

and after 16 burns from hot glue and 10 very stinky fingers later, wall art is created that makes you feel as creative as Martha Stewart or whatever her name is.
Find a mother who learns to sew for her four children. A nappy headed, thumb sucking two-year old who needs clothes. A creepy farm animal fabric. 

and there you have a outfit circa 1994 that screams, “Welcome to Georgia, folks!” Even though I decided to hip it up with my fedora and call the fabric “creepy” circa 2011, I have to admit my mama did a great job  and it was far from creepy then, especially on that nappy headed, thumb sucking two year old. 
And what would Clueless Nutrition be without a little food thrown in there. And no cousin, I’m not talking about the green smoothie I featured yesterday. I’m talking flour, sugar, and butter. 

and homemade donuts are created that will have the Krispy Kreme owner knocking at your door. Note: I will save myself the embarrassment of featuring the donuts from last night that were (not) so presentable. Hopefully you enjoy crumbs too. 
Any ideas, especially you Pinterest-ers, on what I may be burning my fingers and scarring the ears of my boyfriend and mother with today?
Special thanks to Pinterest, my mama, my boyfriend’s mom, Hobby Lobby and Michael’s for contributing to these projects.

Back to the food- Don’t you worry, you “normal” eaters. I will be working on that buttery and sugary donut creation. In the meantime, I will not judge if you JUST HAVE TO stop at that flashing red sign.