tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13733300693946034282024-03-06T00:31:41.439-05:00Our Life TogetherReal life stories about the love, drama, and funny times of a 20 something married couple trying to find their place in life all while growing stronger in their relationship with one another and Christ.RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.comBlogger67125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-83471226128180004392014-09-12T12:43:00.001-04:002014-09-12T12:43:49.960-04:00August UpdateSo it's been over a month since I posted. I honestly don't know where August went to, it just flew by and I think it's because we were so busy. <div><br></div><div>We moved into our new house on the 12th and I've been spending ever free moment unpacking and decorating. It's still not completely done after a full month but it's getting close, we will probably do a house warming party sometime at the end of this month or in October. <div><br></div><div>I also changed jobs. I moved to a salon in Winder which is about 45 mins from my last job. It's booth rental so I'm having to spend a lot out of pocket right now but hoping I build fast. I miss my clients and friends at my last salon but the environment is more positive and less drama which is what I was looking for after the stressful year I've had. </div><div><br></div><div>I know that's not much of an update but it's what I've got for know. I always think of great things to post and write about as I'm laying in bed trying to fall asleep (cause that's how my brain works). I need to take a day off work where I'm not cleaning and doing laundry all day and really focus some time on this blog.</div></div>RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-56487840446211863832014-07-29T22:54:00.001-04:002014-07-29T22:54:10.010-04:00Question: <div style="text-align: center;">
When do you stop following your passion and doing what you love</div>
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cause its time to grow up and pay the bills?</div>
RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-61203074687308594582014-07-05T01:43:00.000-04:002014-07-30T01:48:29.185-04:00 Doctors Appointments<div style="text-align: center;">
I had my 6 week postpartum appointment on the 2nd and my 2 week post op appointment on the 3rd. </div>
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Post op went well, He said that my scars where healing nicely. I addressed my concern with some possible swelling and tenderness. He assured me that it was still early and as long as I continued with my medicine, light duty at work, and watched my diet and alcohol consumption I'd be fine. </div>
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Ob appointment also went well. Of course she asked how I was doing physically and mentally. I'm still down my 25+ lbs from the pregnancy and loss and now another 5+ from the surgery, so about 30 total. Emotionally I'm doing the same, I have my good days and my bad. I let her know my cycles still hadn't returned, so we again discussed Clomid but for now we decided to wait 6 months. She gave us the go ahead to start ttc again and not waiting the 2 cycles she originally said which I'm happy about and so is the hubs. She wants me back in 6 months but hopefully it will be before then.</div>
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We then got to go out of town for the 4th of July to visit some friends in Chattanooga and after 6 weeks finally got to spend some "quality" time together.</div>
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<u>*Update*</u> My cycle did return on the 11th. I think I'm one of the few women who were happy about getting their period, while its not the outcome I wanted, it does give me a started point to base off of. And I'm pretty sure I ovulated on the 28th, so fingers crossed.</div>
RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-58257389356192631552014-06-30T22:57:00.000-04:002014-07-29T22:59:16.893-04:00Another hard day<div style="text-align: center;">
Sunday was a hard day but I expected to be. See we had to attend my brother in law and his wife's baby shower. From the moment I found out about it (which was only 2 days before) I was anxious, I knew it would bring up a lot of emotions. After church and lunch we still had to go by a gift. From the moment I walked in the baby store I was nervous. After we printed out the register and started to walk down the aisle I felt on overwhelming emotion and just started to break down. L was very understanding and supportive and offered to take me back home but I knew I had to get through it because we still had to go to the shower later that afternoon. I just tried to concentrate on the girl stuff. I couldn't even make eye contact with L or look at the boys stuff. </div>
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I didn't really leave L side from the moment we arrived at the shower. It honestly helped that I didn't know a whole lot of people there, no one to feel pity for me or ask how I was doing. I pretty much just kept to myself, watched the guys play pool and only came inside when they were opening presents but even then I just stayed in the back with L.</div>
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At this point I don't know if I'll ever be able to see baby boy stuff without crying or go to a shower for a friend and not be an emotional mess. I have a good friend in Chattanooga who is due a week after I was and is having a boy, I guess that will be my test of whether I can handle myself. </div>
RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-46591995023568019212014-06-25T12:18:00.000-04:002014-07-30T01:24:18.713-04:00Life After Loss<div style="text-align: center;">
To say it's been a hard month is an understatement. Some days I just sit and think about everything I've lost and other days I get through okay but he is always in the back of my mind. </div>
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I was out of work from the 24-30. I went back on Saturday the 31st, I kinda kept to myself, so happy that not a lot of people knew what had happened.<br />
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The 1st was hard because that's the day we were going to have gender reveal party. </div>
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That Friday the 6th I went out to dinner with some girlfriends for my birthday. We had Mexican and I had my first drink since March, it was really nice but kinda bittersweet honestly.</div>
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On Saturday, my birthday, I had an early meeting at work, I then had the rest day off. L and I went to Ren Fest for the day. He bought me some jewelry <br />
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and D<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> (who we ended up meeting up with</span>) got me a beautiful hand thrown pot. <span style="font-size: xx-small;">(pics don't do either of them justice)</span><br />
That night I finally got to go swimming for the first time at C&A's and had almost a whole bottle of wine.</div>
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Sunday the 8th was PR's last service at BFUMC. I of course cried, that man has been a big part of me and L's life/relationship for the past 9yrs.</div>
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On the 12th I woke up in the middle of the night with a sharp pain in my back and chest/rib area, I've had this pain before and never thought anything of it because I usually just end up going back to sleep and it's gone in the morning but it never went away. I ended up leaving work early that day. That night I went to the ER but ended up leaving before they bought me back cause the pain started to go away.</div>
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Saturday the 14th I went to Urgent Care after work because the pain had not gone away and I now had headaches and a low grade temp. They took blood and urine and sent them off for testing and in the mean time sent me home with pain medicine.<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> (which did nothing)</span></div>
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On Wednesday the18th I went to meet my friend T at a new local farmers market that just opened and as I was walking in got a call from the urgent care doctor to have me come back in for testing. I went and had coffee with another friend and stopped into work. Finally around 3 pm I went to UC and they sent me to the ER to run some test and get an ultrasound.</div>
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I honestly thought I'd be in and out but they ended up admitting me to have my gallbladder removed. I stayed the night Wednesday and Thursday<span style="font-size: xx-small;"> (because they originally told me I'd have it Thursday)</span> and then Friday morning around 8 am I went in for surgery. I don't remember much, just L being with me in Pre-Op and then the lights and gas mask in the OR, them trying to wake me up in recovery. My parents and L were waiting for me in my room when they brought me back up. I remember trying to move from the gurney to my bed, I was in so much pain. I stayed one more night in the hospital because they pain medicine wasn't really working. I finally got to go home around 12 on Saturday. I was out of work again from the 19th til the 30th.</div>
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On the 24th two of my aunts were in town and came over to my parents house. We some how got on the topic of babies and I told them what happened to us. Later that evening we took them to M&J's new house and I realized it was the first time I had been there since the night we lost Charles, exactly 1 month later. </div>
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RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-43453231317111144792014-06-02T12:10:00.000-04:002014-07-07T12:18:30.077-04:002 Week Postpartum Docotors Appointment<div style="text-align: center;">
Today was my first post op appointment with my Ob-Gyn. I felt like I waited forever in the exam room, I think I read every sign on the walls at least 10 times. She of course asked me how I was doing physically and mentally. I never know exactly how to answer that. </div>
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Physically - I'm okay, I've got very little cramping and occasionally spotting 10 days out. I'm down 5lbs but then again I lost 20 through the pregnancy. I'm still wearing my maternity work pants cause my stomach is still a little bloated and let's be honest they're comfy. I've had a little breast tenderness and some milk come in, but that has past. So physically is almost like nothing ever happened.</div>
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Now emotionally it's completely different. I have my good days and bad, and even in my good days I have bad moments. There are no words to describe what it's like to be so beyond happy one day and feel completely empty the next. I have dealt with depression in my past so I know what it feels like, and while I do feel down, I don't think I'm going back down that dark path. Because of my amazing God, husband, family and friends I have the strength and courage I never had before. </div>
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So of course the dreaded question was asked... What's the next step? </div>
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We definitely want to started trying again right away. And luckily my doctor is on bored with that. She wants us to wait 4 weeks total til we can have sex again ( so only 2 more weeks) and 2 cycles til we start ttc. While I wish we didn't have to wait almost 3 months I know it's what is best. She's upping my folic acid (which should help with future complications) and I'm starting back my metformin and continuing my prenatal and juice plus. She did mention started Clomid if my cycles don't return regularly. So in the mean time I am just going to eat healthy and exercise (maybe I can drop a few more pounds) </div>
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We did get the pathology back today and they don't think it was a chromosomal issue, just something that happened, which is good news but doesn't give us any closer. Because we decided to only send cord to pathology and have the baby cremated, we didn't get a full report. </div>
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My next appointment is July 2, 4 weeks away. I will update y'all then!</div>
RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-32916599091789293262014-05-31T04:18:00.000-04:002014-07-30T01:22:30.713-04:00The Worst Day<div style="text-align: center;">
This post might get a little tmi/ graphic for some but this is my word for word account of what happened. </div>
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Friday May 23rd, we went to dinner with a friend. We left the restaurant around 9pm, we had stopped at QT and I went in to use the bathroom. I can't really describe what happened but I felt like something was wrong. I had a rather big clot come out and immediately started bleeding. As this was not my first time having this issue I didn't think to much of it just knew I needed to get home and lay down. </div>
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We dropped our friend off at her house, drove to my parents to pick up my bag cause we were staying at my sisters that weekend while she was out of town. When we got to my sisters around 10 I got ready for bed and laid down. At this point I was still bleeding and was starting to get some slight pain, which was new, I never had pain with the last two episodes. I ended up falling asleep for a bit but woke L up at 12, I had bleed through the pad I was wearing and the pain was worse. I knew it was time to go to the ER.<br />
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As we drove to the ER I called my Ob's office and the night operator called the on call doctor. Once we got to the hospital at <i>12:45 am</i>, L dropped me off at the front door and I went to check in. I don't remember how long we waited til they actually got me a room, I just know it felt like forever and the pain just kept getting worse. I remember telling L that they would come and go and felt like what I thought a contraction might feel like. <br />
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Once they got me back into the room, they took blood and urine, then after I told the nurse what all had happened and how I was feeling they took my back for an ultrasound. L wasn't allowed with me and it was really scarey cause I had no clue what was going on. <br />
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After the ultrasound they wheeled me back into my room for I don't know how long and then came to get me to do a pelvic exam. At this point every time I had a contraction instead of blood it was now a more pinkish watery substance that came out. (we did determine later that this was actually my "water" that had broke sometime after my ultrasound) <br />
My nurse and original doctor went to go get another doctor, as I waited that's when I found out that my ultrasound looked normal so they couldn't figure out what was going on. When the second doctor came she noticed what I believe she said was membrane and immediately said I needed to get up to Labor and Delivery and they called my Ob.<br />
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<i>I remember going back into my room and L looked at me </i><br />
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At <i>4:18am</i> I gave birth to our precious baby boy with just me and Liridon in the room.<br />
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We were in L&D for less than 30 mins when I gave birth.<br />
Most of it is a blur now but I remember being in the worst pain I have ever been in, the nurses asking me questions and trying to pick up the heartbeat on the doppler.<br />
It was sudden and fast and painful, they came in and took him away, and I just laid there crying. <br />
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I feel the most broken I have ever felt in my life. To have the one
thing in the world you want more than anything taken from you at such an
early and unexpected time. I don't wish this pain on anyone. I know deep
in my heart that as the days go on the pain will be less and less but
right now as I sit here in my moms office at 2:30 in the morning typing
this with tears rolling
down my face and the sound of my husband sleeping in the next room. I
welcome the pain cause I don't know how else to feel.<br />
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Charles
Grant Hajrizi I love you more than you'll ever know. I know our time
together was short but I wouldn't change those 19 weeks for anything in
this world. Mommy and Daddy love you Monkey. </div>
RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-41635954359463382642014-05-30T11:26:00.000-04:002014-07-07T11:27:00.431-04:00The Blur In Between <div style="text-align: center;">
This is alot of random info but it kinda gives you an idea of what had been going on.</div>
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Afternoon of March 24th. I had just gotten home from my blood work and I began to bleed, it only lasted a few mins but Liridon rushed home and I called my Ob. They prescribed me progesterone cause my levels were low and scheduled me to see the on call doctor in the morning. I just slept all day.</div>
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The 25th we went in and had an ultra sound and got to see and hear our baby for the first time. Everything was fine, they didn't know why I had bleed and they scheduled me another appointment to see my actually doctor the following week. </div>
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Saturday March 29th we ended up telling my in-laws that we were pregnant because of some drama at L's birthday party and I was getting all worked up. They were over the moon happy. (that was actually the first time my father in law has ever told me he loved me)</div>
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April 12th my in laws surprised us by coming to Chattanooga to help us
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Sunday April 13th we had gotten home from church. I was standing on the back porch at my parents house watching Liridon cut the grass. I suddenly started bleeding again. I called for Liridon and went up stairs to lay down and take a nap.</div>
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The following week on the 17th I had my last appointment with my amazing
Ob in Chattanooga, luckily me and the hubs were both off work that week
so we drove back up 75 one last time. At 14 weeks along we were hoping
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tell something was off in the ultrasound. As we waited in the
examination room for my doctor I just got more nervous but didn't let on
to Liridon. when she finally came in she got straight to the point. She
of course started out with the worst but at the end she said she
believed it was just fluid on the brain and scheduled me an appointment
with a specialist that day. So we left the office not really knowing
what to think and drove to the specialist. That was probably the worst
experience I've ever had with a doctor, the ultrasound tech made me very
uncomfortable physically and the doctor was just very harsh. We left
there that day with no answers and I slept most of the way home as
Liridon drove. Over the next couple days I came to term with as long as
this baby has a heartbeat and I felt fine then this was all going to be
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Sunday April 20th Easter. We finally told my mom and older sister D that
I was pregnant. We did fill them in on the complications we were
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Friday May 2nd I spent the night at my Twin sister house and told her I was pregnant, this is the one person I was most scared to tell because she and her husband have been trying for a while with no luck. She was actually excited and we stayed up talking about baby stuff.</div>
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On Tuesday May 6th I had my first appointment
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On the 12th they called and told me that they
scheduled my 20 week anatomy ultrasound on the 27th at the specialist
office, because they had better machines to see more since something hit
on my last blood work and I'm guessing they probably got my records from
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Sunday May 11th Mothers Day</div>
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I was enjoying my first unofficial mothers day, we were talking about finding out what the baby was, and what everyone thought it might be. Planning the gender reveal party that we would have June 1st. </div>
<br />RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-10900457515681202822014-05-29T16:56:00.000-04:002014-07-07T11:13:22.774-04:00The Best Day<div style="text-align: center;">
The last time I posted on here I was feeling broken, but it's nothing compared to how I feel now.</div>
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Back in <a href="http://rachelandliridon.blogspot.com/2014/01/broken.html" target="_blank">January</a> at the time I was feeling low cause we had been trying for over a year to get pregnant. Little did I know I was actually pregnant at the time I wrote that. I wouldn't find out til almost 2 month later.</div>
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Come March I was not feeling all that well but didn't think anything of it because ever since we started ttc things had been off. I laid awake in bed one Wednesday night and started to add up all the symptoms I was having and actually convinced myself that I was crazy, there was no way I was pregnant. I woke up early that Thursday morning, got ready for work, did my makeup,
brushed my teeth and immediately threw up. The whole day I was at work
I couldn't get that mornings events out of my head, I just kept thinking
how odd it was cause I never just get randomly sick. As I drove home I
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For once that Friday morning when my alarm went off I jumped out of bed, grabbed my hpt I hid from the hubs and ran to the bathroom, it was about 8am and I did my business, put the cap on the test and laid it on the counter to wait the allocated number of minutes, but I didn't have to wait long cause before I could turn to leave the room (cause nothing is more stressful than standing staring at the test) this little blue plus started to show.</div>
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I couldn't believe my eyes. I couldn't believe after all this time that I could actually be pregnant. I ended up taken a picture and texting one of my best friends. She was excited but told me to get a pink dye test or a digital to be sure. So when I left work that afternoon I stopped at CVS again and bought 2 more 2 packs of test. I got home around 3pm and immediately took 2 test. You guessed it they both came back positive pretty fast. I had actually called my ObGyn when I was at work to set up an appointment on Monday to come in for blood work to confirm.</div>
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<br />RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-19167562753846576962014-01-27T22:38:00.001-05:002014-01-27T22:38:18.741-05:00BrokenAs I lay here in our cold, dark room alone with tears streaming down my face I have never felt more broken. What do you do when you can't give the person you love the most the one thing in the world they want more than anything? It hits me out of nowhere sometimes and I just cry. There are some days when I can't bare to get out of bed cause I feel like such a giant failure as a wife and a women. I'm at my breaking point, I don't know what to do...RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-91828252494145123272013-03-08T05:58:00.002-05:002013-03-08T05:58:45.689-05:00February <div style="text-align: center;">
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I swear that month just flew by but at the same time seemed to drag on. I went back and looked and I didn't post in February on this blog and only once on the 1st on <a href="http://www.southernbellebeauty1.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">SBB</a>. I knew being <strike>home</strike> in GA (I keep having to tell myself that Ga is not home anymore, even after 5 months) for two weeks would effect my blogging but I thought I might get something up for the month. However, here we are on March 8th and I'm finally getting pen to paper or fingers to keys I guess in this case. I really do want to become better at keeping up with this and posting at least 3 times a week. That being said I don't want to post random crap if I'm not feeling it but I feel like I do need to post more if I'm going to be successful at this and reach an audience and really grow this blog into what I want it to be. I need to get back to the gym and back to cooking and back to life in general. Ever since I've been home from GA I've just been in this funk of not wanting to do anything, I still have yet to unpack but I did manage to get some deco up on the walls (with hubby's help). I just haven't felt up to doing anything and I don't know why. I think I'm just so sick and tired of sitting at home all day and not working for 5 months. I joke and say that I wouldn't care if it was the summer cause I'd be at the pool all day but who am I kidding I hate not working and making my own money plus no one want to see me in a bathing suit all day everyday. I know I have my Mary Kay and I tell people with the biggest fake smile on my face that I love TN and working MK full-time and it's working out great but lets be real for a minute cause that's what the blog world is all about right? MK is not paying the bills it never has. Don't get it twisted I love my MK and I have no one to blame but myself for it not working, I just wish I could wake up one day and it work but I know that's no going to happen if I don't put in the effort. But right now I just want to be back in a salon full time. I miss doing hair, it's my passion, I questioned that for a while but not doing it all day everyday for 5 months now I know more than ever that it is! I feel like I'm slowly losing my mind and my intelligence over here (not that I was that smart to begin with! I can't remember the easiest stuff anymore, it took me forever the other day to do an easy math equation (and I'm good at math). I feel like the longer I sit at home in front of the TV for 12+ hrs a day the stupider I get, I can barely carry a conversation anymore cause I don't know what's its like to talk to anyone other than my husband anymore. No one calls, no one visits...</div>
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Is there such a thing as white lies? and what if something starts out as a white lie but grow into something bigger. I know we all lie or have lied in our life but if your doing it to protect someone does it make it okay?</div>
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I found out that someone has been lying to me and I know it's to protect me but it is tearing me up inside knowing that they are keeping something from me. Do I confront this person or just let it slide? It's not life treating or super serious but it makes me question their sincerity and my trust toward them. Am I going to question everything that comes out of their mouth now? I already have trust issues with people, is this going to deepen that?</div>
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I really am at a lost of what to do and that's why I am up at 5:30 am on a Friday morning when I should be sleeping cause my mind won't slow down long enough for me to sleep. </div>
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This is my attempt at posting something today. I already wrote two post for my beauty blog so I guess I'm all blogged out for the day but I felt bad cause I haven't written in a couple of days. Right now I'm sitting at my desk in my office playing my favorite playlist on itunes that always seems to help me write (consisting of Adele and Florida Georgia Line) but the word are just not flowing, I even went through some of the drafts I have saved but none of them felt right to post today ( When I write negative or too personal blogs I never publish them, just save them and hope I have the courage one day to post them) </div>
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So today I'll leave you a couple links to my other blog so you can read those post, <a href="http://southernbellebeauty1.blogspot.com/2013/01/ootd.html" target="_blank">one</a> is up now, the <a href="http://southernbellebeauty1.blogspot.com/2013/02/lipstick.html" target="_blank">other</a> will be up tmrw morning. Also leave you with a link to <a href="http://www.floridageorgialine.com/" target="_blank">Florida Georgia Line</a> website, they are a relatively new duo out in country music fixing to release their second single. They are definitely my new favorite but I might be biased since I know one of the guys. They are also nominated for ACM's Best New Duo/Group if you want to go <a href="http://www.voteacm.com/" target="_blank">Get Your Vote On</a>! </div>
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L is home now, so we're going to go hit the gym for about an hr. </div>
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See Y'all Soon!</div>
RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-61568108309741827512013-01-26T15:26:00.001-05:002013-01-26T17:54:44.066-05:00I Work Out...So like I've stated before I'm on this new health kick, it's not a New Years resolution that I'm going to quit in a few weeks/months or when I get to my goal weight. I know that this will have to be a lifestyle change for me. I've struggled with my weight for a good portion of my life. But I'll be 27 this year and I've already wasted most of my life being fat and I'm over it. L and I do want a family sooner rather than later and I don't want to be huffing and puffing while trying to chase my kids around. I know I'll never be a skinny-mini and I'm okay with that, I love my curves and I embrace my boobs and butt!<br />
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I'm wrapping up my second week with My Fitness Pal, it's an app that calculates the calories you should consume based on your height, age, and goal weight. Then you plug in your food and exercise for the day. My name is RVHajrizi is you want to follow my journey! <br />
The first week was a little rough, trying to get used to what I can and cannot eat but I'm finally getting the hang of it. I've grown up in the south and everything we do revolves around food. I don't eat that much on a daily basis so I thought I was doing okay but I've realized that just because I don't eat a lot doesn't mean I'm eating healthy. I'm actually doing the opposite, I'm using all my calories on little unhealthy high carb foods.<br />
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I gave myself two weeks just trying to get my eating under control before I hit the gym. So Monday afternoon when L gets off work, we've got a date with the gym. We decided the nights he is off we'll go to the gym together and then the nights he is working I'll go by myself when I get up in the morning. I've done this before and was successful at it, I just stopped working out and eating good and I gained it all back plus some. But I'm not doing excuses this time, I don't have a reason not to go to the gym and not to eat healthy at home everyday, there are bigger things driving me this time and as lame as it sounds, I know I'm ready now! Plus I got a fabulous suit I've got to fit in in 6 months! (More on that later) <br />
Side note: I'm so proud of my hubby for dropping some weight, I think he is down about 20 and has 16 more to go for his goal weight!RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-50067007708987026572013-01-20T23:36:00.002-05:002014-05-29T15:50:09.009-04:00Catch Up<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-size: small;">Oh my how things have changed in the past year since my last post on <a href="http://rachelandliridon.blogspot.com/2011/10/crazy-october.html" target="_blank">October 10</a>, I kinda was foreshadowing some changes in our life but I had no clue what God had in store for us. We were in the middle of a move to my parents, crazy work schedules, super busy social calenders and our 1 Year Anniversary. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">We officially moved into my parents back in Nov 2011 thinking we were actually looking at a move to Switzerland but months went by and the work visas were taking forever, so we started to look at our other options. In Aug 2012 unbenonced to me hubby started looking at transfers with in his company. At first there were no openings but he checked back about 2 weeks later and there was an opening for the exact job he does in the city we wanted to move, if that wasn't a sign I don't know what is. He went up for a interview on a Thursday and was told to report for work 2 weeks later. (they actually wanted him to start that Monday). So we had two weeks to pack up our lives, find a place to live and tell our friends and family (keep in mind we hadn't told anyone we were even thinking about moving).</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">So as of October 5, 2012 we now reside in Chattanooga, Tn... I know, WTF, trust me no one is as more surprised by this news then we are!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">With the move I had to quite my job and still haven't found a full time position up here in Tn but I'm consitantly on the look out. So I've spent the last 3 months trying to figure out what I want to do and taking advatage of my free time by being a good housewife.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"> L is loving the transfer! He no longer has to work 12 hr shifts going in at 3am and spending over a hr on his commute. He now gets up at 6:30, out the door by 7 and at work no later than 7:20. He now works a normal 8hr shift, our bank account defenilty misses the overtime pay but the transfer came with a pay raise so it's starting to even out. And because he doesn't work crazy long hrs L has been overjoyed to pick up some shifts at a local restaurant working in the kitchen. <b> </b></span> </div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">We miss our family, I have never lived more than 30 minutes form my parents, let alone outside the Gwinnett/Walton Co area of Ga. It helped that I got to go to Ga for about 2 weeks before Christmas and L came down the Friday before and stayed til Tuesday.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">I think we miss our social lives more than anything! We spend every moment not at work just hanging out at the apartment together. Needless to say we have watched a ton of movies and played video games. Our new addiction is doing puzzles together on our iPads, we are dorks and race to see who can finish first (the only time L has won was when I was sick). I know we need to get out and meet new people but I miss my old ones! I got to see quite at few of them when I was in town for Christmas too. I'm actually leaving tomorrow to spend a couple days at my parents and I can't wait to see some friends and get out and have some fun.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">We spent out 2nd Anniversary here in Tn, I don't really remember what we did cause things were still kinda crazy from the move but I'm sure I made dinner and we probably watched a movie. Not that exciting but that's us, we are just an old married couple. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">It's defenitly the change we were looking for, it hasn't all been rainbows and sunshine but we are enjoying this new city and starting to learn all the ends and outs of Chatt and Tn. </span><b><br /></b></div>
<br />RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-31726313019294072872013-01-20T10:00:00.000-05:002013-01-20T10:00:01.982-05:00NaiveCall me naive, call me out of touch with reality, I know there are bad people and bad things that happen in the world but I can't dwell on them and let them affect how I live my life, cause living every day in fear of what might happen is mot a life I want to live!RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-75007823090803501252013-01-18T08:29:00.003-05:002013-01-18T08:29:54.180-05:00I'm back.... ... for real this time!<br />
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It's been over a year since my last post and that's just ridiculous but I'm back, I'm focus and I'm determined to make something of myself and this blog in 2013. I will be adding a lot of new feature this year as I have dreams and goals I want to achieve this year.<br />I don't believe in New Years resolutions cause I always break them but I'm do believe in a purpose driven life and I'm ready to live mine.<br /><br />I love to make women feel beautiful and share my love and passion for that. Whether this road is still with Mary Kay I'm not sure at this moment but I know that it will unfold if I let God show me the way. So in the mean time I'm going to expand my horizons and learn about all aspects/brands of the beauty industry, hair and makeup.<br /><br />I'm also jumping on the health band wagon but not as some crash diet fade or just trying to lose weight but a healthy lifestyle change in general. there are things I have planned for 2013 that require me to be at my healthiest emotionally, physical, mentally and financially. So one day a week will be my weigh in and accountability post. And I will also have random post about my mental and emotional journey and our financially journey as a couple.<br /><br />But my first love of food and cooking will not be hindered by this new healthy lifestyle. I'm not one of those people who tend to cut things out of their diet, portion control is the key. Lets face it I'm a sweet whore. If anything it will increase my cooking blogs and knowledge because I will be cooking 6 nights a week and doing food journals and menu planning and will choose Hubby and mines favorite dish of the week to vlog. <br /><br />Yes I said VLOG! I will also be spreading my wings into the vlog and YouTube world! <br /><br />My first official blog back will be an update of what has been going on in the <u><b>H</b></u> household for the past year. Trust me there has been a lot of changes!<br />
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Looking forward to new faces and catching up with old ones as I dive right back into this amazing adventure!<br />RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-64557142629980656402011-12-21T01:01:00.001-05:002013-01-18T06:09:05.689-05:00Quote At the end of the day you can focus on what's tearing you apart or what's holding you together.RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-92156944328420412882011-12-06T19:37:00.001-05:002011-12-06T19:37:42.271-05:00Photo Card<div class="sflyProductPreviewWidget" style="width:425px; height:494px;"><div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetTop" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/top.gif);"></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetCenter" style="height:482px; padding: 0 6px 0 6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bg.gif); background-repeat:repeat-y;"><div class="sflyProductPreviewLogo" style="width: 105px; height: 34px; padding: 14px 0 0 14px;"><img src="http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/logo.gif" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;"></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewContainer" style="height:350px; text-align:center; padding: 0;"><a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=2EZt2bRsyaOVg&cid=SFLYOCWIDGET&eid=115"><img src="http://images-community.shutterfly.com/prs/v1/2EZt2bRsyac/2EZt2bRsyac5K/p/67b0de21b3127d902548/JPEG/1323218237000/0/" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;"></a></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewMessageContainer" style="height:55px; background-color:#f4f4e9; text-align:center; padding: 15px 0 15px 0; line-height: 19px;"><div class="sflyProductPreviewTitle" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 15px; color: #333333; font-weight: bold;"><span>Holly Dotty Monogram Holiday</span></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewSEOText" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"><span>Shop hundreds of <a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery" style="color: #6666cc;">holiday photo cards</a> at Shutterfly.</span></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewViewCollection" style="font-family: arial, sans-seris; font-size: 13px; color: #333333;"><span>View the entire <a href="http://www.shutterfly.com/cards-stationery" style="color: #6666cc;">collection</a> of cards.</span></div><img width="1" height="1" border="0" style="padding: 0; background: #ffffff; border: none; box-shadow: none;" src="https://os.shutterfly.com/b/ss/sflyshareprod/1/H.15/111?pageName=sharekey&c1=msc&c2=blogger" /></div></div><div class="sflyProductPreviewWidgetBottom" style="height:6px; background-image:url(http://cdn.staticsfly.com/img_/share/preview/msc/widget/bottom.gif);"></div></div>RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-42762691184036221792011-10-10T11:55:00.002-04:002011-10-25T18:02:48.329-04:00Crazy October!<div align="center">Things have been crazy around here. I've been working alot and the little free time I have has been spending time with hubby, friends and family. <br />
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We'll be out of our apartment by the end of the month but we are trying to slowly move stuff into my sisters and my parents house. We will be moving into my parents house for about 6 months to save up the rest of the money we need and start looking for a house! YAY :-) I'm super excited to start taking the steps to have are own place!<br />
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Haha, I did forget the most important thing, L would kill me, the 23rd is our One Year Anniversary, and so far nothing is planned! Geesh :-)</div><div align="center"></div>RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-64050405734085182992011-09-22T02:23:00.000-04:002011-09-22T02:23:45.022-04:0010 Days<div align="center">That's how long it has been since my last post... 10 Days... sorry, it's isn't for the lack of motivation or time, I have both of those. It's for the lack of substence. I can't seem to shake this Negative Nancy feeling and I don't want it to creep into my bloggy world. I have plenty of stories typed up but they never made it to publishing because I don't want to be that whining biotch that everyone talks about but no one wants to read. So to protect my readers (all 4 of you and who ever else drops by but doesn't join) I have stayed away from posting. I'm hoping I can shake this soon and get back to my usual weekly fun postings! I really do miss it and all of you.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Now if you want to read something worthwhile from a person who can always see the positive in things and make you LOL, go check out Brynn from <a href="http://www.wickedsweettea.com/2011/09/from-scratch.html">Wicked Sweet Tea</a>. E<strong>xciting news:</strong> Her and future hubby finally picked a wedding date. So looking forward to what I can only imagine as hilarious wedding planning stories!</div>RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-35640463742556062112011-09-12T23:43:00.001-04:002011-09-13T00:43:28.002-04:00Serenity<div align="center">There has been a lot of drama and bs going on at work and I have grown tired of it so I'm searching for a new job but in the mean time I had a friend mention this prayer so I've been trying to remind myself of it daily. It's always been one of my favorites but sometime I get so caught up that I forget how I should handle things.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">God grant me the serenity <br />
to accept the things I cannot change; <br />
courage to change the things I can;<br />
and wisdom to know the difference. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;">Living one day at a time; <br />
Enjoying one moment at a time; <br />
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace; <br />
Taking, as He did, this sinful world<br />
as it is, not as I would have it; <br />
Trusting that He will make all things right<br />
if I surrender to His Will;<br />
That I may be reasonably happy in this life <br />
and supremely happy with Him<br />
Forever in the next.<br />
Amen.</span> </div>RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-64606134161469159512011-09-07T11:02:00.002-04:002013-01-26T15:31:38.217-05:00Semi Wordless Wednesday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Doing things a little different this week by posting videos instead of pictures. I had a rough weekend and as usual when I'm feeling down I go in search of a song(s) that puts into words how I feel or make me feel better. So this is what I came up with on Sunday.<br />
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RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-53842567512864424702011-08-26T08:00:00.003-04:002011-08-26T08:00:16.450-04:00Quotes that describe me!<div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/74229194_hmshobTM_b.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img alt="Me!" border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/74229194_hmshobTM_b.jpg" style="height: 288px;" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Oh how I think of work evey time I read this!</div> <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/69727389_JdaTDfbp_b.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img alt="." border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/69727389_JdaTDfbp_b.jpg" style="height: 192px;" /></a></div>I think everyone I meet in life can fit in these three catagories! <div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/71992573_mGaMiuay_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="Awkward Moment " border="0" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/71992573_mGaMiuay_b.jpg" style="height: 144px;" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Do this all the time :-)</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img alt="HA HA HA! Yes. Totally." src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/73985558_EteSABxc_b.jpg" style="height: 89px;" /></div>True! </div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> </div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><img alt="This is so me and my girls!" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/71616545_RwzHKUe8_b.jpg" style="height: 192px;" /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><img alt="Lol- Love" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/83138504_kkYWuz2s_b.jpg" style="height: 192px;" /></div><div align="center">This is so me and I'm ok with that!</div><div align="center"> </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><img alt="clearly" src="http://d30opm7hsgivgh.cloudfront.net/upload/72255455_NHCUeiQp_b.jpg" style="height: 192px;" /></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">L says I do this all the time, but I can't help it</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Can find these <a href="http://pinterest.com/rvhajrizi/quotes/"><span style="color: yellow;">here</span></a> plus more!</span></div>RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1373330069394603428.post-16778694150684977482011-08-23T22:52:00.000-04:002011-08-23T22:52:04.775-04:00What's For Dinner Tuesday<div align="center"><span style="color: black;"><strong>What's For Dinner Tonight 8-23-11</strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">Tonight was spent with my sisters and mom at a local restaurant so I posting last nights dinner.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">I was on my way home from a friends Saturday at 9:30 and still hadn't eaten dinner, I wasn't in the mood for my typical fast food so I decided to run into Kroger to pick some stuff up. L had gotten some veggies a couple days before and I wanted to make something with them but I needed to get some protein. I was originally going to get some tofu and make stir fry but then I saw buffalo chicken bites in the deli and thought that sounded better. The recipe I ended up with was delicious and I just had to make it for L last night.</div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><span style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"><strong>Buffalo Chicken Stir Fry</strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center">1 Zucchini</div><div align="center">1 Yellow squash</div><div align="center">4oz Mushrooms</div><div align="center">1/2 lbs Chicken</div><div align="center">1 tbsp Goat cheese</div><div align="center">1 tbsp Olive oil</div><div align="center">1 tbsp of Buffalo sauce</div><div align="center">Cayenne pepper</div><div align="center">Paprika</div><div align="center">Garlic powder</div><div align="center">Salt </div><div align="center">Pepper</div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center">Like I stated above I bought the buffalo chicken but you could just as easily buy chicken and saute with buffalo sauce. Heat oil in 9 inch saute pan. Saute mushroom, squash and zucchini until tender. Season to your desire spiciness. Add chicken and goat cheese, also at this time you can add more buffalo sauce if you wish (I've found that the sauce on the chicken will cook off a little) . Allow cheese to melt and serve. I like to sprinkle with parmesan.</div>RVHhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10873621253919395760noreply@blogger.com0