Get In My Belly: No Bake Cookies

Also known as “Slop Cookies”.  But I like to just call them “piles”.  You’ll see why.


  • 1 3/4 cups white sugar
  • 1/2 cup milk
  • 1/2 cup butter
  • 4 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder
  • 1/2 cup crunchy peanut butter (or whatever you have on hand)
  • 3 cups quick-cooking oats (sometimes I used the old fashioned ones and they still hit the spot when you are PMSing)
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract


1. Pick a sizable pot and combine sugar, milk, butter and cocoa.  Stir it up real nice over medium-high-ish heat until it reaches a FULL boil.

2. Ya’ll this is important.  Let it boil for 1 1/2 minutes.  No longer, otherwise cookies will crumble into a zillion bits and get stuck to your shorts in inconvenient places and no shorter because the cookies never set and you’ll have to lap them up, which is worth it but humiliating nonetheless.

3. Remove from heat and add peanut butter, oats and vanilla.  Stir well.

4. Spoon onto wax paper into “cookies”.  If they look like diarrhea, you are on the right track.

5. Wait for the cookies to set.  You’ll know when they are ready because they’ll look like this:

See?  Total piles.

5.  Be generous with them because sharing is caring:

Tips:  These freeze well.  Once I stop being a coward, I’m going to spice this recipe up by maybe adding marshmallows, chocolate chips, raisins, toasted coconut, Reeses Pieces OR all of the above.  Maybe you should too.

Mountain Sun

As you well know, MamaP trucked it out West to Boulder to visit me, securing the (very prestigious) title of First Visitor.  For the most part, we’ve been behaving ourselves and I’ll share our adventures soon.  But…a sneak peek never hurts, right?

On Sunday morning, we roused before the sun and hiked up Chautauqua in the beautiful quiet.  The sun joined us soon after and we watched, enamored, as she braved a new day and cast her amber hope on the face of the Flatirons.

The early morning light was absolutely perfect for pictures:

It was so perfect, in fact, that I asked MamaP to snap a few of me.  I didn’t get up at 5.45am to don lipstick and chandelier earrings for the deer, you know.

I told her she did a great job.  Then, we went home and got hot coffee.

Flashback Friday

When I flew “home” to MN, I got to spend an entire day with this lady:

Some of you may recognize her as the face behind the words of MamaP.

We spent the day locked out of my MIL’s house, laughing and eating bean chips (which is a combo that couldn’t possibly end badly).

And guess what?  MamaP is coming to visit ME…today – in my new home of Colorado!  An especially happy Friday to you all!

Boom shakalaka

I sent Hubs to Home Depot on an errand and he came back with the command hooks I had requested and a light in his eyes.

“A new frozen yogurt place just opened up.  We should go.  We should go right now, pretty please.”

I’m not one to squash dreams, people.

We went.  It’s an adorable little place, within walking distance of our apartment, called Boom.  They tout locally sourced and organic yogurts and toppings, which totally had me a loca.

It was yummerific and sorta guilt free since it’s just frozen yogurt after all.

I liked it.  A lot.

All in all, it was a nice way to round out a Saturday afternoon.  Although, I must confess, I am a wee bit concerned that anyone in a sound state of mind would open a frozen yogurt shop in the fall.  Along with organic caramel, I think I smell bankruptcy?

Speaking of fall, I noticed the leaves are just starting to change,

and it’s getting to be about time for scarves.  You *know* how I love me some scarves…


Hubs and I packed up our wrinkly knee caps and headed to our old stomping post, Minnesota.  It wasn’t snowing.  In fact, the weather was yummy, like September always is, and we blessed boat loads of people with our presence.

The main reason we hauled home was for this pretty lady:

Doesn’t she look amazing!?

But, let me back up to the beginning of that special day.  The first stop was the beauty salon to get our makeup and hair done.  Here are the bride and bridesmaids, all fancy:

You didn’t know my forehead was that big, did you?  Frankly, neither did I.

The wedding party was a bit rushed for time, which didn’t allow for my normal picture taking antics.  So, I don’t have any pictures of us girls all dolled up in our matching dresses.  But, here’s one shot of a few maids cleaning up moments before the ceremony:

Don’t panic, there was just enough time for two wonderful people to get married and seal it with a smooch:

It was then that I was able to meet up with my better half and I asked him what he thought of my hair and makeup getup.  He said that I “looked nice” but that he preferred the more “natural” look.  I don’t really understand why, it’s not like I looked like I was on day 4 of a meth binge or anything:

Do you see what I’m saying about the endless prairie land that is my forehead?

Anyway, with the ceremony over, it was time to let loose and warm up the dance floor.  There was a choo choo train and I had no choice but to “Come and ride it”:

Much much more dancing, to Hubs dismay, followed.

It was the perfect night to celebrate the perfect couple: Tiffany and Travis.


Take it from me kids, being married is so totally awesome.

Flashback Friday

I know.  I messed up and double posted last week, AGAIN.  If WordPress would make a idiot-proof-posting calendar plugin, that would be very helpful.  WordPress, are you listening??

So, here it is again, new but not really, my Flashback Friday.  Think of nice things to say in the comments regardless because the girl below really is the captain of my crunch.

I tend to have hot friends.  Have a nice weekend and promise to spend time with someone beautiful.


I’ve got a bad case of it.  With each passing week, it seems to worsen.  I’m double posting some days, then other days I disappear into *really* thin air (ooh, an altitude joke).  I’m not sure why I’m having such a hard time keeping up, except for the fact that I’ve been insanely busy doing important things:

I’ve talked to a specialist about this funky spell of blogitis and her only recommendation was to stop being lazy.  I’m totally seeking out a second opinion.

Flashback Friday

Tomorrow, my cousin Tiffany is getting married and I’m a bridesmaid for her big day.  Not only is it an honor, but the bridesmaid dresses have pockets.  Pockets!  How cool is that??

Even though we are a blended family, us cousins have always made a point to stay close.  Here is a picture of us (mostly), taken way back on Christmas of 2002 – before any weddings, babies, adoptions and the general musings of life moving forward.  We look so young, so ready for new adventures.  Well, except for me, because I was passing a kidney stone right at that very moment.

Cheers to love and marriage and passing only gas (and old people on the highway) from here on out.

Raves and Faves: AUGUST

Here is my Top 7 (yes, 7) list of August loves. In other words, another chance to List thing-ys. *claps*

1.  Obviously becoming Coach Candace was the highlight of my month.  There are more kids on the team than people that attended my wedding, so our coaching staff is quite large (similar to my appetite):

2.  I met a new friend for coffee and she is crammed full of niceness, smarts, and all that’s cool – like so many folks I was blessed to know in Minnesota.

Our coffee date bled into an afternoon and even though I had ample opportunity to take a picture of us, documenting the beginning of what I am hoping is a long and hardy friendship (sssh, she doesn’t know yet), I took a picture of my food instead:

Some days, I have no idea why I do the things I do.

3.  Origins Vitazing

This stuff is awesome.  It’s SPF15, kinda tinted, free of yucky chemicals and makes me feel important.

I’m not really sure what part of quitting my fancy job made me think it’s alright to starting buying rich-lady-moisturizer.  Another repercussion of this purchase is after happily skipping out of Origins front doors, I’m perfectly positioned squarely in front holy Sephora.  Mindlessly, I start trotting towards it, like a Pavlov dog, joining up with the pack of other frothy-mouthed women, desperately hoping to fix up what we can’t change with a little body butter and a killer eye shadow kit.

4.  I got a new desk.  Hubs claims it’s for working but online shopping seems to be a better fit.  And now that So You Think You Can Dance finally ended, supposedly I have more time to do both (but I’ve been sleeping extra instead).  Doesn’t it have a nice view?

5.  We were good little Coloradans and hit up our first Rockies game at their outdoor stadium in Denver.  Even though we were late to the game, they lost, and it rained, I was still able to get myself a burger with gluten free bread (to the pricey tune of $9) and it rockied my face off.

6.  No bake cookies.  I’ll be sharing the recipe soon but just know that it pairs chocolate with peanut butter, a marriage that you know is going to last.

7.  Plain and simple, Hubs and I have been enjoying day trips to the mountains.  They are free.  They are beautiful.  And that’s a nice combination if you ask me.

Well, we all made it through August without much fuss and sexy September stepped in for the final act of summer.  Let it be a good show!