I fell in love...

… with a tube of mascara.

And all of my dreams came true.

Ok, not really.

But sort of. ;)

(Hello by the way. Long time, no talk. I’m still here and hoping to giving this blog a little more attention now that we are getting settled in to our new house. But we’ll talk about that later.)

Have you ever seen a 3 am infomercial with a product that sounded like the best thing you’ve ever seen? Like you absolutely can’t live without it? And if you weren’t so deliriously tired and completely unwilling to remove yourself from your comfortable bed to go find your wallet, you would pay any amount to get this miracle product. Because, surely, it will change your life. Note to self, buy miracle product online in the morning (though you are frantic that not “acting now” will result in not receiving double the product and something else thrown in, completely unrelated). Then, you wake up in the morning, and your logical, rational self decides that that diet juicing machine won’t magically make you look 30 lbs thinner without a lot of exercise and skipping out on the ice cream at night, or the miracle wrinkle cream won’t actually lead to the fountain of youth.

Well, I came across a product that was CLEARLY too good to be true: 3D mascara. I saw a Facebook post from a friend that was hosting an online party. The examples shown couldn’t possibly be real. Or could they be? haha

I’ll admit, my curiosity was peaked. I enjoy makeup as much as the next girl. Probably more. I’m one of those women that will probably always have makeup on when you see her. I rarely leave the house without it. I’ve been like that since I was a teenager. I just enjoy the art of makeup. And not looking ill. No really. Just about every time I run into someone when I’m not wearing makeup, I will inevitably get the, “are you ok? you don’t look like you are feeling well…”

No. Actually, my face just naturally looks ill. Thank you very much.

So, needless to say, over the years of makeup wearing, I have tried just about every mascara, from drugstore to department store brands. (And to be honest, I have yet to find a department store brand that impressed me any more than a drugstore brand). So, when I am seeing absurd results, I’m finding it a little hard to believe.


I want to believe.

I want to have hope.

I want to have dramatic results.

I love the look of fake lashes, but I do not have the steady hand of a surgeon to apply them straight. I mean, am I the only one? Not to mention the glue. Ugh. The glue. So that kind of hassle isn’t an option. I’ve always considered eye lash extensions, but then I saw how much they cost.

Ha. Ha.

All my nopes.

So, if you are telling me that the answer to fabulous lashes can come from a tube for a reasonable price, I’m willing to try it.

And, I like the friend who was having the party. I wanted to help her out with a sale. So, that justified me buying the miracle mascara. It wasn’t an infomercial. It was a friend. And they were saying it worked.

It arrived. And my life has never been the same.


But seriously,  it worked. It REALLY worked.

I love it. As in, IN LOVE. Like, if I weren’t already married, I would consider marrying a tube of mascara.

Want to see why?


That’s me. Those are my eyes. And those are my eyelashes going from nothing, to drugstore mascara, to amazingly fabulous fantastic razzle dazzling 3D mascara. Clearly, I need to share this with others. It was time for action. It was time to become a presenter. To tell my tale. My eyelash testimony, if you will. Because I became a believer.

Miracles are real.

They happen when you least expect it… when you’ve lost all hope in ever having long, luscious lashes. And then a tube of miracle mascara arrives at your doorstep.

So, I am slingin’ lashes now.

And, I’m having a party. You are all invited. Take the leap of faith… you will never go back. Promise.

(And, if you try it and decide having ridiculously incredible lashes just isn’t your thing… there is a 14 day money back guarantee. So really, there is no risk. There will be no regret. And, also, I’m a horrible salesperson. haha Come to my party. Please. *in my not desperate at all voice* ;)

Click here to change your life forever at my Amazing Mascara Party! :D

PS. If you are reading this, thank you! I appreciate you sticking with my sparse posting. I’ll get better. God’s working with me on that. ;) Now, someone please bless my heart.






Friday Pieday: Week 6: Spicy Raisin Custard Pie


I have a confession to make.

I changed the name of this recipe.

Mostly because it had “sour cream” in the name and I just couldn’t.

Don’t get me wrong, I like sour cream in moderation, but I don’t want to know that it is in my pie.

It was almost a deal breaker.

And then I read one of the five star reviews that said “My mom actually cried when she took a bite of this pie”. Done. I wanted to cry because it was so cotton pickin’ good, too. Of course, the reviewer explains that her Great, Great Aunt made a pie that tasted exactly like this when she was a little girl. Then I really did cry (blame it on pregnancy hormones). I mean, how sweet is that? To have such a strong memory of her Great, Great Aunt and recalling her love through a bite of pie. Just like scents and songs forever link you to fond memories, so does pie.

Now I was all sappy, visualizing some farm kitchen with a sweet old lady baking up pie for her sister’s great grandkids. A lifetime of making pie and she was serving them her very best. Because pie is love. And she was dishing out the best kind of love. Sigh. I had to make this pie. I needed to know what was so special about this pie, sour cream or not.

Spicy Raisin Custard Pie

  • 1 (9 inch) pie shell
  • 3 egg yolks, beaten
  • 1 1/2 cups sour cream
  • 1 cup white sugar
  • 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
  • 1/4 teaspoon ground cloves
  • 1/4 teaspoon ground nutmeg
  • 1 cup raisins

Preheat oven to 400*.  Combine all ingredients except raisins. Mix thoroughly. Fold in raisins. Pour into unbaked pie shell. Bake for 30-40 minutes or until a toothpick comes out clean halfway between center and the edge. Chill before serving.

Original recipe can be found here.


The verdict: The process was as easy as it gets, the pie was done in no time at all. To be honest, I was a little hesitant to take the first bite. I had no idea what to expect. But I’m glad I did because it was honest-to-goodness delicious. I kept trying to put my finger on what the taste reminded me of. The best I can say is that it is somewhere along the lines of an oatmeal cookie (perhaps the raisins?) and a pumpkin pie (most likely the spices) with a more custard-like consistency. No sour cream taste whatsoever. Just pure deliciousness. Definitely reminiscent of an old-timey pie, completely solidifying my imaginary version of the Great, Great Aunt story. It is unique and well-worth the justification for sour cream in the pie, yet I’m not budging on changing the name. ;)

Make it! It may be the pie adventure you are looking for!

Happy Friday Pieday!




Friday Pieday: Week 5: Swedish Apple Pie


This was an easy, easy pie to make. In fact, for all of you that are terrified of making pie, or crust, or baking in general, this is a good place to start. It would also be an ideal pie to introduce children to baking (with the exception of peeling and cutting up the apples).

I questioned if it really was even a pie, since it doesn’t have a crust, but I thought I’d give it a chance before I made any harsh judgments. ;)



Peel, core and slice up 1 1/2 of Granny smith apples. Toss them with brown sugar, white sugar, cinnamon, and nutmeg. Then arrange them into a lightly buttered pie dish.



In another bowl, mix up sugar with the flour, cinnamon, butter, and egg. Spread evenly over apples and bake in a moderate oven for about 40 minutes.


And, done.

It really doesn’t get any easier.

The verdict:

It is challenging to try new “apple pie” recipes without comparing it your favorite apple pie recipe. If you’ve had a really, really good apple pie before, anything that doesn’t measure up to the “best” will just be sub-par. Now, with that being said, this recipe is decent. (And I upgraded it from decent to fairly good after I tasted it again, cold, the next day.) But I wouldn’t replace my other apple pie recipes with this one. Here is why:

Even after reading numerous reviews suggesting to add additional spices to the apple mixture (which I did), the apple filling was still kind of bland. The apples were more mushy than soft, which just reminded me of flavorless applesauce. And the topping wasn’t exceptional either. It had more of a brown sugar cookie taste and consistency, but still lacking something. I definitely prefer a traditional crumb top, which I didn’t expect this one to resemble, however, wasn’t wowed by it’s unique cookie-like top either. Then, the lack of crust. I’m not sure if it even mattered one way or another. In my opinion, a good crust compliments the filling, however, it can’t redeem a mediocre filling.

The next day: I always give pie a second chance. Perhaps eating it warm wasn’t doing this pie any favors. So I refrigerated it over night and was pleasantly surprised that the flavors had set a bit. It wasn’t as bland and the cold temperature firmed the apples up a tad. There was certainly nothing offensive about this pie, but it wouldn’t be one that I would like seconds of. Is that fair?

If you would like to form your own opinion, you can find the recipe here. It received plenty of good reviews, so maybe it just wasn’t my favorite type of apple pie.

Happy Friday Pieday!