Martha's got nothing on me

I've been on a major health kick lately, and that pretty much means that I count every calorie that goes into my mouth and I want to know EXACTLY what I'm eating. Yeah, I'm that girl now.

Lately I've been craving something crunchy and I'm too much of a freak to allow myself to eat a potato chip. They're so UNHEALTHY!! Anyway, I was obsessively scanning allrecipes.com (my mecca of recipe goodness) and I came across something called Baked Kale Chips . These first drew my attention because they involved something green (my main requirement for something to be healthy). If it's green, it's healthy, right? right? The second thing that made me want to try these little babies out is that the recipe is incredibly simple and quick. I mean you can't go wrong with only 3 ingredients.

Well, I'm going to stop gushing and just list the recipe.

Ingredients

• 1 bunch kale
• 1 tablespoon olive oil
• 1 teaspoon seasoned salt

Directions

• Preheat an oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Line a non insulated cookie sheet with parchment paper.
• With a knife or kitchen shears carefully remove the leaves from the thick stems and tear into bite size pieces. Wash and thoroughly dry kale with a salad spinner. Drizzle kale with olive oil and sprinkle with seasoning salt.
• Bake until the edges brown but are not burnt, 10 to 15 minutes.

I'm telling you, you can't go wrong with these babies...well unless you're one of those unhealthy people who doesn't eat anything unless it's deep-fried or endorsed by a cartoon character.

Isn't 64 such a lovely number?

Spring is officially here, I only have 64 days left in Buffalo, and I've lost about 30 pounds. Life is good. I actually don't have anything to complain about today which is a rare occasion so you should consider this my little gift to you...all 2 readers that I have.
Two weeks ago I flew out to Missouri with mommy dearest to apartment hunt and settle her spirit on the fact that I will be living 14 hours away from her...again...in the opposite direction. Overall it was a great trip and I enjoyed my time with Trenia. The fact that she brought me a pair of pajama pants with gnomes on them only made me love her more. **On a side note, Gnorman gives me "the eye" whenever I wear them and it kind of creeps me out** I found a townhouse that I really liked and I also found a coffee shop that fulfilled my need of quirky. What more could I ask for? Ok, a Target closer than 1.5 hours away would be a huge bonus but I'll survive.
Everything seems to be going along smoothly, right? Well...not quite. A week before I left for Missouri I got an email from UT saying that an interview at their medical school had been scheduled for me on April 19. An interview!?!?! It's April and that's REALLY late in the whole medical school application cycle. That's not a very good sign considering they've had my application for months. I was perfectly content with going to KCOM and now UT had to come and muddy things up. Because it is so late in the cycle, I'm pretty sure that I'll either get rejected or waitlisted and the more that I think about that, the more I realize that I'm ok with that happening. I don't know if I even really like UT. After the interview, I realized that Memphis is only marginally better than Buffalo (it is in the South after all), I don't like the first two years of the program, and I don't know if there's anywhere remotely close to the school where I would feel safe to live. On a plus note, the 3rd and 4th year rotations are amazing so that is something to consider. I don't know why I'm even stressing out about this now because I haven't been accepted (and I probably won't be). I just have to keep reminding myself why I fell in love with KCOM and Kirksville in the first place. Of all of the places where I was interviewed and accepted, it was my favorite and it just felt right...more right than Atlanta, more right than Harrogate, more right than Erie, and more right than Memphis. I'm not going to stress but I am going to hold out on signing that Kirksville lease until I have made my FINAL decision. Ahhhh!!!

I think that I'm going to be anti-social this weekend. I'm looking forward to it.

You Look Sexy Rockin' That Mullet and Those Mom Jeans

Ahhhhh...spring. There's nothing like a change in weather to bring out the worst of Buffalo fashion. Most of us up here in the great white North have been hibernating for the past few months and when the sun finally decided to make an appearance, we all went a little crazy. Yes, you might have caught me wearing flip-flops and a t-shirt in 40 degree weather but compared to some of these people, I was the epitome of class and high fashion. Before I go into detail, I just want to state that I am focusing on the wannabe Desperate Housewives group of Buffalo women. Don't get me wrong, a certain set of women up here (Amherst) do know what is and is not appropriate to wear out in public, but most of the ovary-toting population is still stuck in a time when Bon Jovi was cool. **Disclaimer** I could go into just as much detail about the Buffalo men but I don't have the desire or the stomach to do so. Writing about hair gel and gold jewelry makes me want to vomit and start cutting myself so I will just stick to the mulleted women.

Over the past few weeks I've noticed a large amount of women sporting the she-mullet. I'm not talking about the mullet that you will find among the women's softball set *cough, cough* I'm talking about the mullet that takes hours to curl and fix and looks kind of like a helmet. You know what I'm talking about...take a time machine back to 1987 and you'll see them all over the place. On top of the mullet, there are way too many women wearing the light-washed, straight leg blue jeans. I'm not talking the more stylish skinny leg. NO, I mean the ones that are wide up top and then taper. Oh the horror!!! In combination with the jeans of death, these women wear baby doll t-shirts. Baby doll tees are not flattering on ANYONE. They are cut too short and the sleeves tend to pinch arm fat...and believe me, most of the middle-aged women up here do have the arm fat. As a sidenote, the rate of hypertension, high cholesterol, obesity, and heart disease among the people of Buffalo is higher than the national average. Hmmmm....Do you think it has something to do with pizza and wings? Yeah, probably. So to re-cap, we have the mullet, the mom jeans, and the baby doll tee. Yes, it makes quite a combo. If I'm really lucky, I'll see the occasional pair of high-top Reebok sneakers but most of them just sport Sketchers.
               "But I love my Sketchers."
               "That's because you don't have a Prada backpack"
What movie? What movie?

Ok, I've got to stop or I might go postal on the city of Buffalo. I have 82 days and I'm gone. GONE!