Baked Chicken Tenders

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There’s something about a chicken tender, isn’t there?  You immediately feel guilty eating them, but they bring you right back to childhood when it was totally acceptable to order those every time you went out to dinner, no matter what kind of restaurant it was.  I LIVED on chicken tenders growing up.  Nowadays though, I prefer my food a little more sophisticated (most days).  Every once in awhile though, I want some good old chicken tenders.  So I decided to make my own – a healthier version so I could feel a little less guilty about it.

Baked Chicken Tenders

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When life hands you lemons

When I first stared my blog, I specifically called is a lifestyle blog as opposed to a food blog.  It seems like it’s turning more and more into a food blog, as that’s where my passion lies, however I wanted to have the option to write about whatever is in my heart and on my mind.  So, here I go.  Some of you that are reading this know me well, and some probably not.  So I’ll start by explaining myself a bit.  I’m pretty closed off.  I wouldn’t say I’m unfriendly, but I’m definitely not an open book.  I don’t easily share my feelings with people, even close family and friends, nor do I always tell everyone what’s going on behind closed doors.  I do feel like it’s a bit of a flaw; I often wish I could be more of an open book but it’s not in my nature.  When my mom was diagnosed with cancer in May of 2012, I followed this to a T.  I eventually told my friends what was going on, but I wasn’t good about keeping them up to date, or telling them how I was really feeling about everything.  I didn’t go shouting from the roof top that my mom had cancer.  I have so many regrets about that.  I see my mistakes now.  I truly believe that if I had used the powers of social media earlier in her illness, we could have found better doctors and a better treatment plan.  I can’t change that now, all I can do is look forward.

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