YUM: Crock-Pot broccoli cheese soup

I realize I only pop up once in a blue moon but I think I bring some quality infotainment when I do. Here's an AMAZING and super easy CROCK-POT (r) broccoli cheese soup. The ever-handsome Jason and I made it yesterday and it was perfect, considering the temperature dropped suddenly and it began to rain before I left work.

Cheese means you love people.

Doesn't that look yummy? It's a hodgepodge of different recipes online. Here's the recipe for all you starving college kids such as myself:

1/2 medium onion, chopped (Remember to leave this in the fridge until right before you cut it so it's fumes won't kill your eyes!)
2 Tbsp margarine (I like Fleischmann's olive oil spread. Just saying.)
1 can cream of celery soup (You can also apparently use cream of chicken but whatever.)
1 1/2 cups milk (We used 2%.)
1 12oz bag of frozen broccoli
1 lb Velveeta cheese, cubed
1 package of cheesy instant potatoes
pepper (fresh cracked would bump this recipe up to 11)

Prep:

IT'S EASY, I PROMISE.

Sautee the onions in olive oil. Get 'em nice and cooked. Done? Cool. Now put all of this stuff in the Crock-Pot, except for the instant potatoes and pepper. Cook on low for about four hours. Done? Cool. Give it a stir, and add in a little bit of instant potatoes. This is to thicken your soup. Continue adding a little bit at a time until you reach your desired consistency/flavor profile. Now, since we have a lot of salty ingredients, you probably won't want to add salt, but to give it a little pep, add some pepper. Jason and I like pepper. Really... really like pepper.

See? I told you it was delicious. Try this with your friends. Or alone. And get some Oreo cookies for dessert, because why not.

Stay cheesy excellent xx

DIY: T-shirt Beach Bag

 HEY! So it's time for a DIY. Are you ready? WELL TOO BAD. I found a quick tutorial which seemed easy enough and wanted to see how royally I would screw it up. But honestly, it's quick, it's easy and has awesome results. And it's from PINTEREST. What? I KNOW.

 

You take a t-shirt you no longer wear but is super cute. This is a tee I purchased from Tee Fury a couple of years ago. It's a Portal reference and while I love the shirt, it's just a tad too long and hugs me in the wrong places, yuck.

The directions say to snip off the sleeves, cutting off the hems, and the neckline and the hem at the bottom.

Pfffft. Cutting along the bottom didn't turn out so pristine but y'know I think I'll live.

Then, snip strips up from the bottom. Directions advise to use a ruler but crafting is about taking RISKS, MAN.

Then pull them taut so they get all stringy.

Directions say to use a box knot? Uh, okay. Well in AMERICA we tie stuff the REGULAR way. 

I put some heavy books in the bag to stretch it out.

And there you go. Perfect beach bag in about 20 minutes. I ended up modifying the straps and cutting a bit more of the neckline because yes. 

Until next time, 

stay excellent.

Rosario

My prayers turned to chalky soot
They were ashes in my mouth

All my longing, all my hope
Were all but delusions I dreamt in the dark

I was left with the little forlorn words
I mumbled to myself under the covers

Secret #9

I tried out for Radio Disney when I was about nine-years-old. I got one callback.

Secret Garden

"You're fucking alone,"
This I knew
Because I had a love
Protected by boundaries

But it grew spidery vines
Rattled against the walls
And I lost it

So I continued on
Playing coy and calm

He said smart things
He found a sweet spot
He called me pretty...

So my shirt dipped down
My face flushed
My skin taut

I felt used
Pressured
But a lady
Never fails to please

I let down my guard
Left the gate ajar
And I lost myself

Mentiroso

You were alone now
She smiled
She blushed
You kissed her
Softly at first

Your hand catching
In the delicate curls
Of her locks
She responded with
her tongue

It was familiar
but deliciously different

This is exactly
What you needed
No complications
Just convienence
It was exactly
What she wanted
Your lips, your lies

Disfrazada

Shouting salty swears
Being bitter and bratty
A farce forced by frequent fear
Silly girl just wants to fall deep in love
Lust and longing lingers
Idly idealizing ignorance
All the sugar, sex, sin
Won't satisfy her Jane Austen heart
Empty but eagerly expecting
Requited returns, really
Moments and meanings
Over-analyzed, organized
And on the surface, a stupid smirk