Thursday, May 28, 2015

I'm Sorry Guys

I'm sorry for skipping out yesterday. It's been a rough week and a half. I'll explain more tomorrow or Monday maybe. In the meantime I got you a present so don't be mad at me just watch this...

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Humpity Hump Day Confessions

I confess... 

...I had a date last night. I know, I know, what happened to just enjoying being single? Well guys, I just really wanted some free drinks. SO SUE ME.

...I'm highly unsure if a second date will follow since I ended the first one by shooting finger guns and winking and saying "Thanks for not murdering me". At least I didn't shake his hand this time?

...I hid my crazy really well though so snaps for Melissa?

...the date was the complete opposite of what I'm used to and I'm still trying to process it. I should not complain, because when I say opposite, I mean an actually decent human being.

...when he asked if 8 was okay to pick me up, it took all my will power not to groan and say no. I'm such a grandma, but 8 is only one hour away from when I go to bed!

Now it's your turn. Link up below!

 Making Melissa 

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Tuesday, May 19, 2015

L'Oreal Fibralogy

I always get so excited when boxes are delivered to my apartment. It's like Christmas! When I saw the L'Oreal box waiting for me I giggled like a child and ran upstairs to rip into it. I love beauty, hair care and skin care products more than I should; I mean obviously, since I'm an Arbonne Consultant. But I've never been one to believe in the magic of thickening serums and specially crafted shampoos for my dull, thin hair.  
Honestly, I was skeptical to even try this at first. The box touting Blake on it and promising thicker hair had to be an exaggeration. Don't show me this beautiful goddess and think I'm going to believe you. I got past my initial indignation though, cause free stuff, and gave it a shot. 
Look, I know I'm obviously not going to have hair as luscious and perfect as Blake Lively; but I'll be damned if my hair didn't actually get thicker! I've always had a problem with my hair since it's so fine and thin. Lack of volume has been an annoyance for years. I pretty much lost hope years ago and resigned myself to a lifetime of limp hair. 
I finally feel worthy of using the hair flip emoji. And if you want to see pictures of my hair, I'm sorry but I just honestly haven't washed it in a while so you don't want to see that. 
But the last few Instagrams I've posted that show my hair are courtesy of this wonder product. So you can go look at that.
I highly recommend Fibralogy. Have you tried it?

*I received these products complimentary from Influenster for testing purposes.*

Thursday, May 14, 2015

Cheddar Ranch Chicken

I've been getting very creative in the kitchen lately and trying new recipes. This one was brought to my attention by my roommate. It's one of the most delicious chicken recipes I've found to date. It's rich, crispy, juicy and flavorful... and damn easy to make! I made it for my mom on Mother's day and from prep time to cook time to table it was under an hour. So high five Caitlin for telling me how to make it!

8 boneless skinless chicken thighs
4 boneless skinless chicken breasts
1/2 cup Miracle Whip (or mayonnaise)
1 pack Hidden Valley ranch seasoning
1 1/2 teaspoons of minced garlic
1/3 cup of Panko (or regular bread crumbs)
1 cup of shredded cheddar cheese

  1. Preheat your oven to 425F.
  2. Line a baking dish with parchment paper and place the chicken inside.
  3. In a bowl, mix the mayo, garlic, ranch powder and cheese. 
  4. Cover the chicken in your mixture, add a little extra cheese on top if you want it to be extra cheesy, and sprinkle the Panko or breadcrumbs on top of that. The breadcrumbs are just to crisp it up. 
  5. Place in the oven for 25 to 30 minutes or until done. 

And that's it. Seriously, did I not tell you how easy it was? It takes me five minutes to prep it. I'm all about saving time because lately I've been so busy after work!

Have you ever made a recipe like this? What's your go-to quick meal?

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

And Then I Was Late... AGAIN.

I confess... 

...I really suck and just noticed that I didn't even prepare today's post. This is getting ridiculous. I need to start settinga billion alarm reminders so I stop being so awful.

...I've made a blog schedule for the next 3 weeks. Some of the posts are for my other blog, A Winnipeg Affair, but I'm finally geting my ass in gear to create content for the first time in months!

...My new roommate brought a record player with her and I'm slowly becoming a giant hipster. But seriously, nothing sounds as good as Mumford on vinyl.

...My best friends are getting married, having babies and buying houses while I've been eating corn dogs in my underwear in my apartment and basking in all that is single life. It's hard for me to admit, but I think I'm having a bit of a "wtf am I doing with my life" crisis. I mean I don't want marriage or babies but I definitely feel behind.

...Mother's Day was really nice this year because I cooked for my mom and then convinced her to take a billion pictures with me which never happens. She almost even filmed a dubsmash with me. Progress. But seriously, there's just something about hanging out with my mom and sister that I enjoy so much more than I used to. I guess that's growing up.

...I have a really bad habit of backsliding. I'm mid backslide right now and I know I'm making bad decisions but I have a hard time making the right ones. 

...I took a bunch of books out of the library to do some research for a book idea I've been toying around with. The woman at the library looked at me like I was a serial killer in training. Sorry not sorry...

Now it's your turn. Link up below!

 Making Melissa 

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Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Tinder Confessions

 I've long since given up on Tinder as a legitimate dating app. Come on guys, we all know why people still use it. Which is why I have zero problem letting my friends take over my Tinder for a night. Or why I log in simply to swipe and screenshot. Because yes, if I come across you and I know you, you bet your ass I've taken a screenshot and sent it to everyone we know. 
Since I have no intention of using the app to find a boyfriend or a hookup, I'm picky as all hell. Left swipes are about 95% more likely than right swipes. Want to know how I decide which way to swipe? Well you're in luck because I have a list. Here goes:
  1.  If you're holding a fish, I swipe left. 
  2.  If you're in a group picture, I swipe left. Sorry, but chances are you're the ugly one. 
  3.  If you're holding a child, I swipe left. How do I know if it's yours? I don't. Bye.
  4.  If your picture was taken in a mirror, you guessed it, I swipe left. 
  5. If you're not wearing a shirt and you don't have the body of Thor, I swipe left. 
  6.  If you have an eyebrow piercing, I swipe left. 
  7. If you're in a picture with a girl, I swipe left.
  8. If you're playing an acoustic guitar, I swipe left. 
  9. If you're skateboarding, I swipe left. 
  10. If I know you, and we're actually friends, I swipe left. 
  11. On the contrary, if I know you and we've dated or we're not that close, I swipe right solely to see if you've swiped right on me. 
  12. If you're in the club, I swipe left. 
  13. If your profile contains the term "Tinderella", I swipe left. 
  14. If you have a sexy man bun and beard, AUTO SWIPE RIGHT. 
  15. If I think you have a stupid name, I swipe left.
  16. If you're posing with a tiger, I swipe left.
  17. If you have bad teeth, I swipe left. 
  18. If you're a hipster, I swipe left. 
  19. If you have a witty tagline, I'll swipe right, but only if it makes me chuckle. 
  20. If you're holding a cat, BYE. I hate cats. 
Notable mentions: I will unmatch you faster than a girl untagging unflattering Facebook pictures the morning after a drunken night if you think this will work. 


Side note: One of my favorite things is guys who just don't stop trying. Exhibits A, B, & C below. 


No one smiles that much...

Tinder is ridiculous. I don't think there's any other way to put it. But hey, at least it's fun...

Now time to link up your confessions!

 Making Melissa 

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Tuesday, May 5, 2015

That Time I Was Forgettable

Hello lovelies. I hope everyone had a nice weekend! It's finally starting to look like summer here in Winnipeg and so in celebration I've finally shaved my legs. Also, it's more so I can wear dresses to work and not get sweaty and not cause I really wanted to. 

But alas, the reason I've gathered you all here today is not to discuss my awful personal grooming habits. No. We are here today for a story; another installment of "Story Time with Melissa".

I don't know how much I really wrote about my time as a single gal last winter. I can't recall which date stories I told, and which ones I left off of here out of sheer embarrassment. So if you've heard this one I will apologize now, but a little refresher. 

Last February I went on a date with a guy and had my friends sit in a corner and creep on said date for fear that I might get raped and/or murdered. Look... I know I need help. I really need to lay off the Criminal Minds, but we had met online so sue me for being cautious...
Well anyway, I thought it would be funny to tell him after awhile that they were there and he obviously thought I was ridiculous. So we decide to go bowling, but the lanes are really busy so he suggests we just go back to his place to watch a movie. What do I do? Ask for his address and text it to no lewss than 4 friends and request they call me if they have not heard from me by midnight. Strike 2? 

He's fairly nice, we go to his place, he lets me pick a movie and I choose Taken 2. Not a smart move choosing a kidnap movie considering my psychotic brain. Whatever, we watch the movie, I sit on the opposite end of the couch and sweat profusely cause I'm so nervous and then I leave before 11 pm. Safe to say I never hear from him again. I was giant, awkward, sweaty weirdo who accused him of being a serial killer. Not surprised. It might have been my biggest regret in the last year that I couldn't act like a normal human being. 

Fast forward to this weekend and I was at a social and lo and behold who is the first person I spy? Yup. So I avoided him like the plague cuase I was so embarrassed of myself. But then later in the night I got the courage to message him and ask if he was in fact there. To which he replies yes. And then two days later he adds me to Facebook through an act of creeping that impressed the hell out of me and we talk and it's great... and then I realize he doesn't remember our date. 
I'm not lying. He. Does. Not. Remember. How do these things happen to me? I swear to god I felt like I was in an episode of Seinfeld! 
But then a bright light shone down on me and I realized this was my second chance! So I need you all to hope for me. I need this redemption! He's so hot. I'm getting this second date. And I'm NOT going to be a giant weirdo this time.

The End.