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Chicken with Penne pasta and a simple spinach salad

Chicken with Penne pasta and Spinach.

The pasta: I didn't want any thick tomato or alfredo sauce so instead I made a butter sauce with sauteed red bell peppers and onions. Topped with Feta cheese.

The spinach: I served them raw with a simple raspberry vinaigrette.

Chicken: No special technique here. Cook the chicken how you like. I seasoned it and cooked it on the stove with olive oil.

Try it yourself and enjoy. :)

-Desi

What do you keep calling for? It's over...

I remember when we "broke up".

I put that in quotes because we were never really dating, just "talking". Whatever that means. That is some phenomenon my generation created that never had any kind of definitive meaning. I think it was created to make a girl feel just special enough to stick around but still give the guy the freedom to mess with whoever he wants without technically cheating.

Anyhoo, I remember when we "broke up".

This is the guy that I mentioned a few blogs ago. The one guy that managed to get me to fall in love. When it all ended, it was a very dramatic situation. Lots of yelling involved. I will admit there was quite a bit of back and forth between us before I really decided to be done for real, and there was quite a bit of insecurity on my part while we were together.

I has been about one year and three months since we ended our "relationship" and I'm glad it's over.

There was a time when I cut off all communication. He lost his phone, thus losing my number. Then I deleted him off facebook, twitter, and skype. Then blocked him on all three so there would be no enabling through secret stalking. (lol) Sounds extreme, I know, but take my word for it. It was necessary and he deserved it.

A few months after all this I calmed down and although he was not allowed back in my world of social networking, we ran into eachother one day and I allowed him to have my number as an attempt to form a friendship.

Biggest mistake ever.

I really should have stuck with my first instinct because in the last few months I have had to deal with phone call after phone call after text message after phone call. Today we graduated to the next level: voice mails.

I just don't get it. I know I'm pretty cool and all but you have to know when to let go! I mean come on! We haven't even had a polite conversation in forever. He always had the ability to get under my skin, to piss me off and turn me into a bitchy version of myself that's barely recognizable.

I'm not bitter. I'm not angry. I would really like for him to just move on, like I have.

-Desi

Hey! You There!

So here I was, slaving away at this keyboard, well not slaving but still I need you to feel my intensity here. Here I was blogging at least once a week, and posting on facebook every single time hoping that someone would read what I had to say. All I could think was that my friend over at http://takcurligurl.blogspot.com/ was the only person reading because no matter what I wrote, she was the only one to comment!

Imagine an upset me wondering why no one was reading. Feeling like the most uninteresting person on the net because I couldn't even get my facebook friends to say anything, anything at all. Although I don't have the time to blog as often as I'd like to, I was trying to come up with more ideas, things that kept my blog new and interesting but still nothing. No comments.

Then, out of no where, people started bringing up things I only said in my blogs, they already knew the endings to stories I didn't tell them yet. And I got excited! Do you know what that means? That means that you all are reading!

And "they" say people don't read anymore? "They" have no idea what they're talking about. Maybe "they" are really the uninteresting one's and no one cares what "they" have to say...

I don't know, BUT what I do know is that I have readers!

I'd love to know who's reading. It would make me happy to know my audience and it would help me to write things you guys might care about. So here's what I need you to do: COMMENT! :) Let me know who you are. Tell me what you love. Tell me what you hate. Give me ideas. Ask me questions. Get to know me and let me get to know you. Or just simply stop in an say you're reading!


Yes I'm talking to you. YOU!

YOU! lol Ok I think you get it :)

Thanks

-Desi

Me? Fashionable? Why thank you!

I remember when I was younger. I was a middle schooler down in Miami when my mom let me pick out the pair of shoes I wanted, all on my own. Her advice was simple. "Get what you like."

Now I was about 12 at the time. At that age when my light up Sailor Moon LA Gears were no longer cool so if I wanted to be the talk of the town, or at least the talk of my homeroom class, I needed a major style upgrade. Something that said "watch out world, I'm not a little elementary school girl anymore!"

I remember going to Ross with my mom and looking through what seemed to be an endless section of shoes, I was a little overwhelmed. After years of having my mom choose clothes and shoes and just wearing what she gave me, this task seemed daunting. All I could think was "I am not a little kid anymore! I want the opposite of my LA Gears." Thinking color was synonymous with child-like, I opted for the blandest shoes of the bunch, a pair of plain white sneakers.

I wish I could say that I loved those shoes so much and I customized them and made them my own -- but that's not what happened. I think I wore them two or three times before I admitted defeat and went back to letting my mom get what she wanted for me.

I did try again over the years and i trusted myself a little more, although it took me a while before I started to trust outlandish color pallets.

I had years when I only wore jeans, years when I was interested in nothing but sneakers, years when I only painted my toes jet black and years when I thought rolling my flare jeans into capris was better than buying jeans that were already cut to capri length.

We'll just put it this way, It took me a while to really find my style.

Thankfully, I think I'm finally making some head way.

The common myth seems to be that skinny girls get all the breaks when it comes to shopping because everything just magically fits. Not True!

Where things are too tight and too small on you, they are ridiculously big on me, fitting like a burlap sack, and cleavage? What's that?

Us skinny girls have our struggles too!

I think in the last two years Ive really learned to find clothes that look good on my body type. (Thank God!)

I know you want some pictures! So let me stop talking and show you what I wore today.

Dress Ross Stores $8.99

Belt Wet Seal $9.99

Earrings Somewhere in NY (Gift :))

I wanna be a billionaire so friggin' bad.. but only if I'm doing what I love

So I've been thinking and I realize that I have no interest in working for someone else for the rest of my life. At this point all the work I do for other people is for the sole purpose of learning the business and doing things for myself later.

I've been talking to my best friend over at http://takcurligurl.blogspot.com/ and these conversations have really started to inspire me.

I don't know exactly how this will happen or what exactly I will be doing as I'm working for myself but the desire is there. It's not that I have a problem with authority or I have issues with being told what to do, and I know it would take quite a bit of work to make it happen. I just want to be able to create something, nurture it and watch it grow into some great.

I'm not ready for babies, and chia pets are lame so I figured I'd start a business lol

But seriously though!