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Homemade Kale Hummus


For the past few years, I’ve turned into quite the hermit.  Which is a little weird for me, because in high school, I was in the band, and loved being an “officer” and loved being around people all the time.  My first year at the University of Texas at Austin, I was still that outgoing girl… wanting to be friends with everyone and everybody.  Then stuff happened.  I got hurt by friends and by people I cared about.  At that time, I didn’t know why it was happening.  When I graduated, I worked as a pharmacist for 5 years and I found myself growing bitter about the state of healthcare, scared of my patients & clients (who knew what they were going to be angry about), and living a life with zero passion.  So, I quit.

I’ve had a few months to decompress and try and find what makes my heart beat.  (That’s been fun.)  I thought I would have become a lot more outgoing and wanting to hang out with people more, but I’m finding comfort in being solitary.  I mean, I hang out with my hubbs all the time, but with other people… not so much. (I even have daydreams where me and my husband purchase a microhouse in the country by a river and grow our own food.)  At first it was disconcerting to me.  Am I just someone who doesn’t want to be around others?  How will I ever help anyone else if I don’t want to be around anyone?  I want to help others.

Well, I decided it’s okay.  I think there are a lot of factors that have made me the hermit that I am today.  I think that I’m recovering from sad, angry customers at Walgreens who would yell at me when their copay changed.  I think I’m recovering from the nurses and doctors who talked to me like I knew nothing.  I think I’m recovering from finally letting myself feel all the hurt that myself and others have put on me.  I think I’m recovering from my negative self talk… the voice in my head that always said I wasn’t doing enough… that I wasn’t enough.  So, it makes sense.  I’m just a little scared of putting myself out there again.  Who will attack next?  Me? Instagram stalker/haters?  Blog trolls? Family?

It’s only been a few months.  I’ll let myself have as much time as it takes to feel better about being myself.  I’ll practice compassion.  I’ll practice unconditional love.  I’ll be more aware of what I’m doing: breath, thoughts, food, emotions, etc.  This is where I am now.  I don’t have the superpower to see the future, so, I don’t know if I’ll ever be a social butterfly again, but that’s okay.  I can only act in the present moment… and this is me, today.

Progress, not perfection.  I think that’s what Kimberly Snyder says… (nutritionist for the mind, body & soul)


Ingredients (all approximate measurements):

1/4 cup lemon juice

1/2 cup water

1 tsp salt

1/3 cup tahini

2 cups chickpeas (or you can use 1 can)

1 cup of steamed kale (or more if you want it kale-y)



1. Put in food processor and process until as smooth as you like it.

2. Enjoy!



My inspiration for homemade hummus, because this is the first time I’ve made it:


laur7179 - March 23, 2015 - 10:07 am

I love you too lady! I’m so grateful to be your sister-in-law too xoxoxoxoxo

Megan - March 20, 2015 - 7:11 pm

I love you, Laura! Your blog is so great, your recipes look delicious (I need to try them soon), and I’m so thankful to be your sister-in-law. :) xoxo

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Body Shaming. It needs to stop.

Before: Picture posted on Lindsay Lohan’s Instagram.

After: My quick photoshop fix to straighten the door behind Lindsay Lohan’s butt.

Okay, #1 I can’t believe I’m posting about a butt & #2 I can’t believe I took the time to photoshop Linsday’s butt to what it probably looked like before it was photoshopped the first time. Anyways, this really stirred up anger in me. I have always had a hard time with my body image. It’s never been “right.” In my head, I could never conform to the beauty standards set out by media. MY butt is small. It’s pretty flat. I will never have the J.Lo, Kim Kardashian, etc. butt. Sometimes, I do wish I had a bubbly rump. It would be fun to have really womanly curves. But I’m tall, thin, and mainly flat. I’m learning to love that about myself. I’m not always successful. So, it really gets to me when I see stuff like this. Stuff that clearly says: “Don’t love yourself. You’re not good enough. Your butt is flat, and that’s ugly. Let’s make your butt bubbly. That way, you’ll love yourself more and other’s will definitely love you. *photoshopping happens* See! Now you look gorgeous. Post this picture.”

Like, what the hell? Sure, Lindsay isn’t 16 years old anymore, her body has changed. Big whoop. We’re all only 16 once and all of our bodies change. Trust me. I just went swimsuit shopping and THINGS HAVE CHANGED. BUT THAT’S OKAY. I wish the body shaming would just stop. Any kind of body shaming. There is enough judgement out there in the world. There is enough self judgement within each one of us. Let’s learn to love ourselves more. Not be ashamed. Love yourself. Take care of yourself. Do more things that make you feel better.

& please don’t photoshop your butt. Your butt is beautiful. Flat or bubbly.

laur7179 - March 13, 2015 - 1:31 pm

Man. Maybe she was about to do gymnastics! I don’t have any desire to wear a onesie… unless it’s a one piece bathing suit – I guess… is that kind of the same thing? Mind. Blown. I would love to take it back a century and just straight up wear a dress to the pool. Maybe I should start doing that… lol. I’m waiting for the day when I just say “ef this! I’m going to wear these clothes/gymnast onesie no matter how I fit in them.” THAT sounds liberating.

Beth - March 12, 2015 - 5:39 pm

Amen! And models should be wearing clothes anyway. Why is Lindsay wearing what she’s wearing? Did someone just catch her on the way to ballet class? Whenever I see a lady wearing skimpy clothing (Think women’s gymnastics), I imagine a dude in the same outfit. If it would look ridiculous on him, then she shouldn’t be wearing it, either. Most (American) guys have a much wider selection of bathing suit bottoms than women. Why is it so hard to find bathing suit shorts for ladies? There’s so much pressure to try to look good in skin-tight/ skimpy things. If women didn’t have to try to fit into them, suddenly there’d be a lot less pressure. (My bathing suit shirt and shorts just came in from LL Bean, though, TYVM.) :)

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