2 words…BACON WEAVE

Summer is the perfect time for one of America’s favorite sandwiches, the BLT.  I have always cooked my bacon (which is like twice a year) in the microwave, but it’s always such a mess.  I can’t remember where I recently saw the idea to weave your bacon slices.  The main benefit is to keep your slices nicely on your sandwich without falling out so I wanted to give it a try.  The baking method also seems easier to me than using the microwave.

I found this 2 minute tutorial which I used as a general guide. 

http://www.foodandwine.com/blogs/2015/03/02/how-to-make-a-bacon-weave-for-the-worlds-best-blt
I’m not sure if my brain wasn’t working today or what, but the weaving of the bacon on the video seemed complicated so I improvised.  I still followed the instructions of cutting the bacon in half.  I laid 3 of the slices vertically. The other 3 slices I “wove” through horizontally doing the over-under technique. 5 bacon weaves total.  Really simple.  I bet kids would love to help with this part!

Before pic of the 5 bacon weaves.  The little piece in the bottom right corner was for Brutus. 😊 

 

I cooked it for 20 minutes on 400 degrees.   
  Put them on some paper towels to soak up the excess grease.   
Voila!  Don’t forget to add the avocado slices!  Makes it so much better. 

  Yummy.  

Depending on the size of your family or how good you are trying to be with your diet,  this could make 5 sandwiches.  Or, hypothetically speaking, you could do double bacon or just eat the extra weaves by themselves and then it is a perfect dinner for 2 people who really love bacon. 😉

Happy Eating!

Love,

J. 

Changes

  
   

Yesterday we were on the move again!  Yes, we moved into a new apartment.  So, a couple weeks ago we found out that the lady we were renting from had not paid the rent and was at risk for eviction if she didn’t pay by whatever specified day.  Well, of course she had an explanation for that and it was taken care of.  Then, the cable went out for the past 2 days.  We attributed it to the recent storms and then the electricity went out yesterday.  It was only our electricity and not anyone else in the building.  For us, that was the last straw.  Too many things seemed off and the lady had no excuse not to be paying her bills since we pay her directly.  We weren’t going to stay at a place where these things keep happening.  It was a nice place, but too many red flags.  I picked up David from work ASAP and we immediately started packing.  I don’t know how my husband is so brilliant, but he managed to find us a nice, furnished apartment in a super short period of time. For a brief moment I did feel a little homeless, but luckily David is the man and made things happen quickly.  He is good at that.  Wish he would teach me his skills.  Ha!  

Our new apartment is located in Sandy Springs, GA. The management here seems top notch.  It is a little farther out from the city which I like.  Less traffic. Yay!  It’s also only a couple minutes from the MARTA station for David.  Awesome! Fantastic location with stores and restaurants all within walking distance.  Although we were both stressed and panicked about having to move our things yet again, I believe that everything happens for a reason and ultimately we will be happier and more comfortable here.  It also gives us yet another area of the city to experience to figure out where we want to live permanently.

Barely oriented to my surroundings, I managed to get to my interview in one piece this morning and it went GREAT!  Sometimes all you can do is pray and hope for the best.   This experience is really testing me and teaching me to be a more flexible and relaxed person.  Even though things feel chaotic right now (well, they did yesterday), I am still able to have a sense of peace and calm.  No doubt it’s because I have had time off to de-stress and collect myself,  but I have really been focusing on taking good care of myself by exercising and eating well.  Natalie introduced me to Chalene Johnson‘s podcast, something new that I hadn’t tried before and I LOVE HER!  She is so inspirational.  Thanks, Nat! 

Here are some pics of where we will be staying for the next few months.  

  
    
    

View of the pool from our apartment.  So excited!

 

Poor Bru barely had a place to sit while we loaded up our cars.  Still, he was in good spirits.    

After awhile, he was OVER IT, just like his mom.  We were exhausted. 

 
Getting settled in….

  
Anddddd totally adjusted! That was fast.  Yep, I think this place will do. 

 I will keep everyone posted on the job situation. 🙏🙏🙏
Thank you for the prayers, well wishes, and continued support.   Miss everyone SO much!

Love,

J. 

Homesick-adjective; 1. sad or depressed from a longing for home or family while away from them for a long time.

  
Last night was the first night that I truly felt homesick since I moved here a month ago.  I don’t know if it’s because the day felt unusually long and monotonous or because the feelings have finally caught up with the time passed.  I couldn’t really pinpoint the particular reason for the tears and I guess I don’t really need to understand why.  I think I was trying to figure out a reason because I had been doing so well, staying strong during a difficult transitional period.  That’s what this has been since March when we made the decision to move here…a transitional period.  I hate referring to it as that but that’s how I feel.  It makes me feel better because transitional really means temporary and I know I will feel settled at some point. But I’m not yet.  I guess I am just missing my family and friends and routine.  I miss our neighbors, our house, our yard, our garden, our grill, our patio, just EVERYTHING that made me feel I was at home.  After about 10 minutes of tears I fell asleep and woke up deciding that I wasn’t going to feel sorry for myself today.  NOT TODAY!  As I have said before, I am not naive enough to think I am the only person who has ever made a big move to a new city leaving everything comfortable and familiar behind.  

The good news is TODAY WAS A BETTER DAY!

Maybe it was because I made the conscious effort to MAKE it a good day.  After 30 years of life I finally understand the psychology and research behind making your own happiness. This is something my Mom has been preaching to me my whole life.  It all made sense when I read The Secret years ago. Why is it so hard to put into practice during the hard times?!  Because the truth is, not every day is going to be good or happy or effortless.  We all go through struggles and trials and tribulations of varying degrees.  Life isn’t easy and it isn’t supposed to be.  So, I continue to remember that life is what you make it and I can either be sad and irritable for what I don’t have and what I’m missing or I can accept these trials knowing that it will get better over time and slowly, but surely, I will feel like Atlanta is home

  
A few simple things that helped make my day a good one: Prayer, Good Morning America, exercise, starting a new book, sun (2 1/2 hrs worth of pool time), random texts with friends and family, making a good dinner, and looking forward to future plans (Mom and sister are visiting in 3 weeks).  I almost forgot I have 2 episodes of Real Houswives of NY to catch up on tonight. It really is the small things we need to appreciate. 

It helps having a supportive husband and David is there for me every step of the way.  He makes me laugh all of the time and that’s something to be grateful for.  He is there for me even when he may not be able to fully understand what I’m going through.  That’s love.  

I’m not sure why I felt compelled to share this, but I just did.  This wouldn’t be an honest blog to only paint things in a perfect light.  That’s not the way things are and that’s not me.  I’ve never done well with hiding my feelings.  Don’t get me wrong, I would totally rather write about Pinterest recipes and awesome restaurants, but this is my therapy for right now. 

Thank you to those reading for allowing me to share these thoughts.  I’m sure I will look back at this someday and laugh because everyone knows you only remember the good and forget all of the bad

  
Love,

J. 

Happy Independence Day!

Can’t believe it’s the 4th of July.   This year is just flying by.  Today was a lazy day.  Slept in, afternoon movie matinee to see Jurassic World (awesome, but holy cow $40?! gotta have popcorn and soda obviously),  napped, and dinner out.  Now we are back at home watching the Macy’s fireworks show on TV. We can hear the fireworks outside and Brutus is being a very brave boy!  He is usually terrified, but it seems he is adjusting to being a city dog.  Very mellow holiday and we wouldn’t have it any other way.  Oh, how the times have changed. 

 Brutus in his thunder jacket.  Works for fireworks too! 

Since we didn’t get to grill like we usually would, bbq sounded good.  We went to The Pig and the Pearl restaurant in Atlantic Station.  Let’s just say we definitely got our bbq fix and then some. Going to have to run extra this week!  
  Oyster shells on the ceiling.   

Pic outside after dinner.  We were uncomfortably stuffed!

Hope everyone is having an enjoyable weekend relaxing with family and friends!  Be safe!

Love,

J.