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Chinatown adventures

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Friday night I spent the night cleaning my apartment and chatting on the phone with a cute boy. Saturday morning I went running with Zigz and then headed to SF so Emma and I could find some magic skin potion in Chinatown (which I will be blogging about at a later date). After splitting a bottle of wine and scarfing down the most delicious sesame chicken ever at the House of Nanking, we decided to take the party to North Beach. We found a bartender who served us shots of whiskey + a pint of Bud for $5 and really wanted to text people from my phone. Then we slipped into a stained glass bar where we took tequila shots, danced to an 80s cover band and woke up feeling like straight butt hole. The rest of Sunday was spent recovering and doing bloggy things that will hopefully make this week exciting over here in One to Nothin land. Overall it was a super solid weekend. 

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Buns of steel

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I’m really happy it’s almost (slash by the time you read this, is) Friday and that Emma took this photo of me. Also, I had two glasses of wine tonight and ‘lightweight’ is an understatement. I feel like maybe I should douse myself in mud and have photo shoots in random parking lots more often (everybody’s got a water buffalo). This week’s workouts were rubbish, and by that I mean I ran a grand total of 4.2 miles for the whole week–womp, womp. But today is the first and that means we start anew and we sure as hell do a long run this weekend. Hold me to that, my friends. I’ve got a trail run coming up in just a few weeks, and playing in mud/curling my five pounders is not going to cut it in the training department. Here are the things I did do throughout the week:

Saturday: Mud Factor
Sunday: Sore with muddy hair..
Monday: Ran 2.13 miles + Frisky Fall Routine (x4)
Tuesday: Zilch
Wednesday: Toned thighs & Lose those love handles
Thursday: This is depressing..

Have you guys listened to the new Arcade Fire album? I’m conflicted.. Tell me your thoughts!

Happy Friday!

Glory & gore go hand in hand

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My heart wasn’t into the whole costume thing this year. Probably because I don’t have any crazy parties to attend tonight and I spent the past four weeks transforming my face, fingernails and hair into ghoulish versions of themselves every day at work. I really enjoyed carving pumpkins and watching (not scary) Halloween movies this year and that’s enough for me. However, I felt like a playlist was necessary for one last day of Halloween celebration even if I won’t be wearing ripped up fishnets or three pushup bras on top of each other tonight. If you need any suggestions for epic costumes feel free to click here, here and definitely here.
Happy Halloween!

DIY Stick Antlers

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I haven’t tried getting crafty on good ole One to Nothin’ in quite some time, but somewhere in between binge drinking hot tea, snuggling in a Jack Daniels blanket and making googly eyes at my antler carved pumpkin surrounded by orange leaves this weekend, I decided it needed to happen. I’ve lusted after glittery antlers for quite some time now, and obviously I’m no stranger to using sticks instead of actual dead animal remains (see my header), but I’d like to think I put my own spin on it. In my excitement to get it done and in necessity of battling the great winds, I didn’t take proper photos at all, but it’s ridiculously easy, so I think you guys can handle it.

Here’s what I used (all purchased at Wal-Mart):
a paper bag
a foam ball
a knife
gold spray paint
gold glitter spray paint
two antler-esque sticks
hot glue
velcro hanging stickers
First I sawed the foam ball in half, all the while reminding myself that it wasn’t going to be fine if it turned out lopsided unlike the way I justify cutting all other round fruits and gourds. Then I cut up a paper bag (which I paid 10 cents for) and sprayed the sticks and half the foam ball with gold spray paint outside to avoid accruing further brain damage than is afflicted by constant exposure to acetone and repeated concrete eating during long runs. 
After they dried, I used the sticks to poke holes in the foam for each antler, pulled them out, added hot glue and stuck them back in holding them still until cooled completely. After a couple days of obsessing over how I would mount my glorious golden antlers, I picked up those velcro picture hanging stickers and went for it. Right now they’re hanging above my head and so far so good. I might have to amend this if I wake up in the middle of the night with a stick antler in my eye.
So that’s about as complicated as crafts get around here these days, folks. Remember when I sewed my own bikini? I get tired just looking at that thing. I do hope to add to my antlers and make a fun DIY gallery wall eventually, but for now the majestic golden sticks will watch over me as I sleep.

A fall photo shoot with the sausage

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Dress: LC / Sweater: American Rag / Boots: Nine West / Ring: Craft Festival / Earrings: Target

I had so much fun taking these photos. Maybe it was because Ziggy was being a perfect little model, maybe it’s because I didn’t pay full price for any of the clothing I was wearing (thank you, Plato’s & TJMaxx), maybe it was because I managed to to take all of these without being spotted by any other human beings or maybe it was because autumn weather in California is so wonderful that you can’t go outside without feeling at least 3 times happier. It’s a totally weird hobby taking bajillions of photos of yourself and posting them on the internet day after day, and I know there are some people out there who find it supremely annoying, but it’s moments like these caught on film that make me warm and fuzzy inside. Hopefully one day I’ll incessantly take photos of myself all cuddled up with my super adorbz fiancee or my chubby cheeked, drooling babes waddling around, but for now it’s me, Ziggy and some discount clothes and I’m pretty dang happy about it.

Weekend Shenanigans

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My weekend was awesome, y’all. Friday night Emma and I got an amazing vegan pizza because she’s that friend that is willing to split a vegan cheese pizza when she could be indulging in real life cheese. That’s true friendship right thurr. We spent the rest of the night laughing and going to bed early so we could wake up bright and early for the mud run.

Yep, those are the argyle boxer briefs previously mentioned. They went on under the norts and accompanied the sweet tiger tees. As soon as we got there, we got tatted up and rocked our new Mud Factor handkerchiefs.

We lined up at the starting line for the 12:30 heat and listened to the announcer describe everyone’s costumes. He was talked about each group of people in detail according to their costumes and when he got to us, he said, “…Regular white girls. I like that.” Rude. We clearly were tigers and not just regular white girls, but we got a chuckle out of it. Three miles and tons of mud, ropes, rocks, walls and slides later, we collected our medals, scrubbed the mud off my teeth and drove our dirty selves back home..

But before we got far, we got distracted by enormous buffalo statues, so we pulled over, obviously. We then had a muddy photo shoot. There was a moose, many old timey tractors and appliances and there was even a giant shoe house with an extremely creepy woman peeking through the window.

Later on we decided to carve pumpkins to the soundtrack of a pretty sweet Halloween playlist while drinking Gatorade out of dinosaur sippy cups (see previous comment about Emma being awesome). While carving these pumpkins I couldn’t help but think about how this time last year I had a completely different attitude toward these types of traditions. It feels really great to reclaim them and start new ones. I spent Sunday celebrating fall by taking photos, drinking hot tea, crafting, watching Netflix and playing with my pup. I’m excited to show off the products of my Sunday later on this week, but for now I have more puppy snuggling and Netflix watching to do.
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Sunday Currently

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R E A D I N G Larry Kane’s “When They Were Boys” & Kurt Vonnegut’s “Breakfast of Champions.” 
W R I T I N G snail mail to some lovely friends and family members (there may be some glitter involved). 
L I S T E N I N G to “Hart of Dixie.” Netflix is the best thing ever.
T H I N K I N G about how wonderful the seasons are. Seriously, autumn is blowing my mind lately. I love everything, and I mean everything, about it. So many warm fuzzy feels.
S M E L L I N G my new “Christmas Latte” candle. 
S I P P I N G on some chamomile hot tea.
W I S H I N G for some cuddle time right about now. No offense, Zig, you’re a great cuddler but..
H O P I N G these craft projects I started today turn out Pinterest perfect. 
W E A R I N G my Dusk and Summer Dashboard Confessional baseball tea from 2006. I need to start buying concert tees more often. So many good memories.
L O V I N G my apartment. Finally having a place that I feel at home in is such a wonderful feeling. You know I’m in when I actually start crafting decorations. Who wants to come sit on my couch with some hot tea?  
W A N T I N G some pumpkin and/or apple baked goods. All the sweet fall things!
N E E D I N G to work out eventually. 
F E E L I N G cozy. Even my toes are comfortably cold. 
C L I C K I N G through A Beautiful Mess and Pinterest for crafty ideas.

Linking up with Siddathorn!

Boxer briefs.. for chicks.

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What was that you said? You want a whole bunch of sweaty selfies all rolled into one big collage? Well that’s a weird request, but who am I to deny the people of what they want? 
SWEATY SELFIE BOMB!
Fun fact: You can tell if I ran outside that day or not by the skimpiness of my top. AKA I never run outside without a big ole unflattering t-shirt on. Do you guys run in little spandex shorts and sports bras? I’ve got to say, I do a little unnecessary balking at such scantily clad runners. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t judge them anywhere near the way dudes judge other dudes for working out topless, but I do think it takes some serious lady balls to run around all nekked-like. I guess the staring is part respect and part jealousy because I never see ladies who are not in top physical shape streaking, I mean running without clothes on, I mean, whatever. And if I did, even more respect actually. That takes even bigger lady balls. I guess what I’m saying is we should all get naked and go running together? 
I don’t know, but the point is I’m doing my first mud run on Saturday and I will be wearing Hanes undies made in the style of boxer briefs. Mind you these are, in fact, women’s underwear and they are pink argyle patterned, but they are boxer briefs. Yea, sure, I bought them and I’m going to wear them, but that doesn’t mean it’s okay that there was a high enough demand for women’s boxer briefs that Hanes started selling them in pink argyle patterns. Why are these a thing? I can’t even find them on the Hanes website. It’s like they’re embarrassed that they exist and Wal-Mart is the only establishment embracing them, and yet here I am supporting this madness. In my defense, they didn’t have any sort of spandex and chances are I will be wearing shorts over them, but who knows? Maybe I’ll be feeling saucy on Saturday and straight up cut a penis flap, too (that absolutely won’t happen).
Know what else I’ll be wearing? A white tiger shirt and the world’s ugliest running shoes for mud destroying purposes. It’s going to be a blasty blast. Don’t pretend like you don’t wish you were going to be there to see me make a complete fool out of myself. 
Anywho, here are my workouts from this week. There is a major lack of mileage because I’ve been a sickling and apparently I’m okay with strength training and not cardio when I feel like bung hole?

Sunday: Sandcastle Workout & Sexy Shoulders
Monday: Ran 4 miles Pura Vida Workout
Tuesday: 3 Moves to Toned Thighs & Bootiful
Wednesday: Stretch & More Stretch & Tough Love Handles (omg)
Thursday: Abs, Love Handles & More Abs

Here’s a playlist that came to me when I randomly heard “Little Black Backpack” on the radio the other day and got really, really ridiculously excited. It’s a throwback for sure.
 
Happy Friday!
Linking up with Whitney.

Pumpkin pasta nom nom nommm

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One day my roommate brought home a couple jars of pumpkin pasta sauce from Costco, so after peeing my pants from severe excitement, I decided to try it out. I was in a particularly frantic mood that night. I was probably hangry, but I grabbed the only meat I could find (#TWSS) and it just so happened to be beer brats. So after spaztastically spilling sauce everywhere and undercooking angel hair pasta (seriously? I didn’t even know that was possible), I thoroughly enjoyed my beer flavored pasta ‘sghetti despite my aversion to brewskis. That’s why I decided to kick it back oldschool style and give you guys a recipe–pumpkin spaghetti done right this time. For those of you who are new around here, it used to be kind of a normal thing for me to cook and write about it, but this habit took a long hiatus for reasons I will discuss at a later date (it’s going to be a doozy).
Let’s be honest though, there’s nothing to this recipe except buying this pumpkin pasta sauce.. whatever, I’m taking credit. 
Throw ground beef into a skillet and toss it around until it’s brown (fun fact: I once Googled “How do you brown ground beef?” *facepalm*). Then add things like mushrooms, onions, garlic powder and salt. Add the pumpkin sauce and boil pasta to the point where it doesn’t stick together when you fish one out with a fork. 
Oh, and don’t forget to eat a raw noodle or two. It’s tradition. Extra points if you haven’t showered from your workout and you still choose to photographically document it. BOOM. Treat yo’ self to some pumpkin pasta while sitting in your filth watching “The Nightmare Before Christmas.”

What’s your favorite pumpkin recipe? Tell me stories!

What I wore

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Shirt: Billabong / Sweater: Free People / Flats: Target / Scarf: SF street vendor / Leggings: Target

As I was loading these pictures and thinking of something sweet to say about fall, I got distracted by the status of one of my Facebook friends. She made me aware that there is an “other” section of the Facebook message inbox, so I obviously checked it immediately. I saw 99+ and knew it was going to be good. I’m the kind of person that constantly has at least 600+ unread emails in the ole inbox and I just counted 19 friend requests chillin’ up in that pervasive blue bar, but those were conscious decisions. I saw those and chose to ignore them, this is different. These are internet creepers all across the interwebz who didn’t even get so much as an eyeroll from me for the past year (at least) when this change came into fruition. 
I’m the sort of social media lover that sometimes stays up late wracking my brain trying to understand what compels droves of people to comment on a mega-viral photo/video where their voices couldn’t possibly be heard anyway, or why the eff anyone would want to waste life on a game about candy where you don’t actually even get to eat candy. But all this doesn’t even compare to the strange out there sending messages to people they don’t know, like:
“I seen your looking for a job, call me,” um, I don’t know you and you can’t spell–I will be taking my writing degree elsewhere, thank you. “Please vote for me,” nope, just on principle I will not. “Makenzie!! How r u?” you had to at least glance at my name before writing this message. Is it really that hard to copy the spelling? Come on, now. “Hey, 😉 can I add you?” No, sir, you cannot. But hey, at least you were polite enough to ask. Those other 19 creepers just went ahead and did it without permission and for that they are doomed to rot in my Facebook limbo forever.
While this is certainly not the direction I thought this post was headed, I’m now super curious as to whether you lovely people knew about this mysterious “other” section on FB? What kind of creepy messages do you have hiding in there? Maybe I’ll actually pull it together next Wednesday and talk about fall fashion or something, but in the meantime how great are these leaves?
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