wiww {wraslin' edition}

monday nights we usually watch wrestling.  yes, i just wrote that sentence.  my name is jessica and i watch wrestling with my husband on monday nights.  i forgo dancing with the stars and castle for a later date so i can watch his favorite with him.  go ahead, tell me how great i am.

kidding.

we all are so so busy, most of us work full time (if not more) and i think it is so important to not forget to spend time on your relationship.  even if it is something you would never in a million years do alone, if it is important to the other person, give a little, sacrifice---watch that show he wants to watch.  sit on the couch with your love and take interest in what he is interested in.

ask questions.
be involved.
be engaged.

well, lucky ME.  we didn't watch wrestling on TV monday night.  nope.

we watched it LIVE.
for real.

and because i have made a choice to spend the time with brad on mondays watching wrestling.  being engaged, listening, learning.  i know what is going on.  i could have a wrestling conversation with the best of them.

i don't say this to brag at all.  just to serve as a reminder to all of us.
spend time on your relationships.
invest in him.  even when you think you are going to be bored out of your mind.  you might surprise yourself.
because when i see brad happy and engaged, and then when he sees me honestly taking interest in what he is interested in---it matters.  he notices.

he also noticed that i didn't have workout clothes on and was dressed.  what do ya know?

busted out the first scarf of the season...i think it brought out the roots in my hair and how bad i need some color, but whatever.

and i am totally not that girl that totes her dog around everywhere.  do not call me paris hilton.  but she was dead set on chasing the birds and squirrels so girlfriend had to get in the picture.
she was just groomed so she was lookin' good too.

we had a fun night.
and in case you were wondering...

john cena's arm is still hurt.
vince mcmahon WAS there.
and cm punk is going to fight ryback in the hell in the cell match.
they signed the contract last night.

and i have pictures to prove it.  BAM.

wiww:

shirt, jeans:  old navy

boots: target (last season)

scarf:  it's my bosses (woops)

lipstick:  bikini pink (my MIL gave it to me): bobbie brown

[faux] fried pickles AND [skinny] hot wings. take that, superbowl!

i'm not gonna lie, but i won wife of the year aware last sunday night.  like after ten (TODAY!!!) months of marriage, i mean, already have won the award.  presented by me to me.  thank you very much.  here's why:
1. when brad said to me with his puppy dog eyes "can we get the royal rumble {wraaaslin', if you don't know what that is} on pay-per-view on sunday?
2.  i said without hesitation, "sure, sounds fun to me." 
3.  i completed all my "stuff" so i could sit down and watch it with him when it came on that night.
4.  and then i made appetizers so it could be deemed a real party.
5.  party for two.
6.  blue ribbon = jessica duuuuuuuuuuuuukes.  thank you thank you.  {bowing, bowing, bowing}

and then i researched and found these two recipes.  and you are probably going to want to make them and impress your friends for the superbowl, or even if its just a party of two, or even one.  you might want to make them so you can CHOW down and not have the guilt or grossness that comes with eating yucky food.

faux fried pickles

1 jar of whole pickles.  sliced into thick slices

2 eggs (i used egg whites)

1/3 cup of flour

1 tbs worcestershire sauce

1 tsp hot sauce

1 tsp garlic powder

1 tsp cajun seasoning

1 tsp black pepper

1.5 panko bread crumbs

ranch dressing for serving

combine the eggs, flour, sauces, garlic powder, cajun seasoning, black pepper in a small bowl.
pour panko in another bowl.
one by one dip the sliced pickle into the egg mixture and then into the panko.
lay on a greased pan; oven ready.  i covered the pan with tin foil just for easy clean up.
broil on HI for three minutes on each side.
eat.  a ton.  because they are delicious!
like for real the best thing ever and they taste like fried badness!!!

the good:
oh my gosh, delicious.

the bad:
they run out quickly.  make more than you think you need.
make sure you set the timer, they cook FAST!!!

skinny hot waaaangs

15 oz. fat free beef broth

1/4 cup hot sauce

2 tbs tomato paste

2 tbs butter

1 tsp cayenne pepper (optional)

3 lbs boneless chicken breast

6 celery stalks (yuck!)

prepare the dipping sauce.  in a small saucepan, stir together the beef froth, hot sauce, tomato paste, butter and cayenne.  bring to a slow simmer and cook 20-25 minutes until the mixture reduces to about one cup.  (i simmered this way longer because i forgot...and it was fine....)

the recipe asks you to cut the breast in small strips and put it on skewers.  i cut it in small chunks to resemble boneless wings (but remember, i was trying for wife of the year honors...).  grill, broil, bake the chicken.  then dump your chicken into the simmering sauce to coat your pieces evenly.  i used the remaining sauce and poured it with the chicken to serve.

the good:  

it tasted good, but safe.  

easy

quick

rewarding

healthy!

the bad:  

not spicy enough

to watery

i wanted the sauce to be thicker.

(and i almost think you could buy ready made sauce that would be easier and as good)

and there you have it.  impress all your friends with your healthy super bowl party food.  easy and fun.  

all recipes were taken, and kinda adapted from eatyourselfskinny.com

incase you were wondering where i was last night.

i was here.

hush.

don't be jealous.  it doesn't look good on you.

i was here, with these greased up, tanned up, muscled up...

(and we aren't talking about a new episode of jersey shore)

men?  

boys?  

guys?  

are they even real?

i am so confused.

it was a ruckus, i tell ya.

there was a lot of fightin' and wraslin.'

and even more yellin'.

i was a nervous wreck because they kept appearing to be hurt.

then he would tap my shoulder and remind me it was just pretend.

then i would stand up and holler "hit um harder!"

they're coming to atlanta soon..who's with me?