One to Nothin'

InstaFriday

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If you follow me on InstaGram (@mackensieg) you might have noticed my latest obsession: experimenting with hairstyles before work. I’ve gotten a little braid-happy. Maybe I should be a beauty school dropout..
 My juicer is finally here! Aaaaand it’s amazing. 
 Seriously, is there anything better than mix CDs? They make me all tingly inside. My friend Jenn made these for me complete with a legend. She’s the coolest.
 A little throwback Thursday. God, I miss college. Can I just go back in time please?
Just admiring how enthralled our dogs are by sticks. My dog would have the dinkiest one. Also, I’m pretty sure we have too many dogs. 
But they’re so cute. Fun fact: white chocolate is okay for dogs. Who knew? The lady at the bakery where I bought this, that’s who.
Happy Friday, friends.

Facts of MacKensie

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So I am obsessed with this girl (who also happens to be a Florida blogger, btdubs) and I’m also obsessed with knowing crazy, embarrassing details about the bloggers I follow, therefore I feel that it’s a necessity that I link up with Whitney for her “Facts About Me” party. Yes, it’s a nosey blogging party. I’m going to tell you a few facts about myself so that anyone new around these parts can know a little bit more about the hot mess I call my life.

Fact: As a child I used to eat dog food. Like, all the time. I don’t even remember liking the taste of it, but I just kept coming back for more.

Fact: I love, love, love capers. If they’re ever in a dish on a menu, no matter where we are, I will order that entree regardless of the rest of the ingredients in said dish.

Fact: Sometimes, even though I’m severely lactose intolerant, I will get an everything bagel smothered in cream cheese from Dunkin Donuts because it’s one of my favorite things in the world. Sometimes dairy is worth the pain.

Fact: I’m a recovering serial monogamist. I dated my first real boyfriend for 2 1/2 years and the second one for 3 1/2 years.

Fact: I adore the smell of my dog’s paws, puppy breath and racquetballs. I can’t explain it, but I’d bottle them up if I could.

Fact: The first time I ever competed in a cross country race (junior year of high school) I totally pissed my pants. This is actually the only time I can recall losing control of my bladder. Luckily our shorts were yellow..

Fact: If MTV still played music videos, I’d watch it all day long. As it is, I refuse to watch any ridiculous reality tv show played on that station because I know how great it used to be when they actually played music.

Fact: I jam out to all genres of music and change the radio station immediately when commercials comes on. I sing at the top of my lungs without shame, but if my windows are down, I get really embarrassed if I get caught rocking out to T. Swift or The Biebs at traffic lights. I’d much rather have those super impressionable passerbys think I only listen to classic rock.

Fact: I can, and often do, eat an entire family-sized bag of sour cream and onion chips. Baked, greasy, bobo, I do not discriminate.

Fact: When I know I’m going to be partying with fun people, I take notes on my phone’s notes app so I’ll remember all the hilarious things we say. These notes are often spelled wrong and make absolutely no sense out of context (read: sober).

Fact: Whenever I run on a race track, I pretend the little arrows give me super speed like in Crash Bandicoot. #aboodabagahhh

Fact: I am the youngest of four children. My oldest sister is 15 years older than me and her first son is 12. My other nephew is 8 and pretends to shoot me a lot (I made him a Billy the exterminator costume for his birthday).

Fact: Sometimes when I get drunk, I sprint home from the bars (much to the dismay of my non-runner friends). I’m always sore the next day.

Fact: My favorite song of all time is “2 Out of 3 Ain’t Bad” by Meatloaf. I once accidentally flung myself off the bed while trying to dramatically lip sync and dance to it.

Fact: I am a huge slob. If you ever get in my car, just be warned. It piles up in there.

Fact: The first concert I ever went to was Weird Al Yankovich. I have a “Poodle Hat” shirt to prove it.

I hope you guys enjoyed learning some unnecessary details about me. Go link up with Whitney and tell me your embarrassing facts!

St. Augustine

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Have you ever played corn hole on the beach while drinking the world’s fruitiest hunch punch from the world’s biggest bubba keg with the world’s coolest people? No? Well, I have. And I highly recommend it. Even though St. Augustine beach decided to turn abnormally arctic on us by the time the sun went down, my girls and I had a fabulous time being wildly (and loudly) inappropriate, flirting with boys, making strangers laugh at us, eating Pringles, throwing goldfish at each other, hot tubbing, taking shots of Patron from coffee mugs, bar hopping, brunching and being absolutely ridiculous.

I have had more fun in the last couple weeks than I have in a very long time. More excited stomach butterflies, more laughter to the point of tears, more smiling ’til it hurts and more happiness. I have great friends and a great life. I’m feeling very, very grateful. Happy birthday, Katie. We are going to miss you so much. Best beginning to the week, ever.

Friday’s Letters

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Dear UC, I thoroughly enjoyed my very first gay bar experience. You certainly did not disappoint with your FABULOUS drag queen show. Dear Mark, Thanks for introducing me to this beautiful place. I’ve missed you and your catty self!

Dear Lady Pearl, I’m not sure how you got your boobies to be the way that they are because they are not the slightest bit fake… I’m officially intrigued. Also, I don’t think I’ve ever been so offended and amused at the same time. Thank you for that.

Dear Bod, Sorry I’m not sorry about all the delicious food I’ve been bombarding you with. One day I’ll get you back to a normal training routine and maybe we’ll even try that juicing thing again when my new juicer comes in the mail (!!!). But until then, we’ll just embrace the flabbiness.
Dear FL Weather, Remember when you were 80 degrees a few days ago? What happened? I think I got frostbite on my legs last night. Dear Cosmo Horoscope, Whoa. That is all. Dear Butt, Sorry about the Pringles. 
Dear Friends, For more fun hairstyles follow me on InstaGram –> @mackensieg Dear Taylor Swift, It’s kind of pathetic how obsessed I am with the Red album. I’m a grown-ass woman. (Ha. funny joke, kens. You’ll be a 12-year-old girl forever and you know it.)
Dear Ziggy, You’re so cute.. Even when you just sit there and stare at me like a certified creeper. Dear Yamato Patrons, Please be more generous tonight than you were last Friday. #cheapskates 
Dear Readers, Happy Friday!
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What I Wore

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Work shirt: Dots // Crop top: PacSun // Shorts: AE // Bathing Suit: PacSun

I’ve been ultra-stupid sick lately, so I’ve mostly been wearing PJs and work clothes with the exception of when I started to feel better, so I put on beach clothes and headed toward the coast. I have, however, been experimenting with braids. I actually really like the way this upside-down-inside-out braid/bun turned out!

(I had a cuter picture but some how it got deleted, but follow me on InstaGram for this kind of shiz on the reg –> @mackensieg)
How do you guys feel about hair tutorials? Would you be interested in learning about this gravity-defying braid/bun? I love learning new ways to do my hair and experimenting, so I could definitely be on board with that. And speaking of awesome hair tutorials, check out Sabrina’s latest feauxhawk tutorial. Do not be surprised if you see me attempting this in the near future.. What are you wearing this Wednesday?
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Whole Wheat Apple Cinnamon Pancakes

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I received a couple requests for the recipe of the pancakes seen in this post, so here goes. I followed this recipe except I cut everything in half (except the apple) and I still had leftovers for two days afterward! Here’s what I used:

1 C whole wheat flour
2 t baking powder
1/2 t cinnamon
1/4 t salt
1 egg
1 C Lactaid Milk
1 T honey
1 T Canola oil (although coconut oil would be better. I couldn’t find it.)
1 medium apple chopped (I used a green one)

Then you just combine the dry ingredients in one bowl, the wet ones (minus the apples) in another, then join forces and add apples. I used a regular pan sprayed with canola oil over medium heat. I spooned out approximately 1/3 C of batter at a time and flipped it over when I started to see bubbles and served when slightly brown on both sides. I added maple syrup for the first two days, and on the third I used honey instead, which I actually preferred. These bad boys are pretty dang filling. Even though they’re small, about two made me super full.

Enjoy!

Beach Music Monday

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This morning I decided to take myself on a day-date at the beach. I stopped by Walgreens and picked up the essentials: Pringles, magazines, Arizona green tea, sunscreen. Then I headed toward the water. As soon as I saw waves, I pulled over, set up camp and spent hours just enjoying the sound, feel and smell of the ocean. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky. I didn’t get sunburned. I listened to great music. Then when the sun started going down and the temperature dropped, I enjoyed bubble tea and delicious food at Cafe 11 with a good friend. It was an amazing day. Here’s my beach-inspired Music Monday playlist. I hope you all can smell the coconut-scented sunscreen and hear the ice-cold waves as you listen to it.

Wine Talk

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If you were here, I’d suggest we go out for coffee. But here’s the thing, it’s Friday night (or perhaps Sunday afternoon when I decide to hit publish.. Mimosas?) and let’s face it: happy hour is way more fun. So instead I’d put on some jeans, a sweater and my favorite boots that are literally falling apart from too much love (after consulting with you about what you’ll be wearing of course) and I’d meet you at a local restaurant for some cocktails.

We would order some cheap white wine and start catching up. I’d tell you how being sick has put a damper on my workout efforts and the last couple runs I went on were a struggle. How intimidating applying for jobs can be and the feelings of discouragement I’ve been trying to fend off. I’d probably hint at how nervous I am about my upcoming move to California, but how I’m even more nervous about putting it off for too long.
I’d ask you how things have been going in your life. What anxieties and little worries have you been keeping to yourself lately? I’d ask about your resolutions for the new year and how your love life is going.
I would tell you about the little girl who ran up and gave me a hug at work the other night. How her big smile and willingness to spread that kind of joy to a random server at a restaurant completely made my night. How I can’t wait to have a little girl of my own one day: painting nails, braiding hair and playing with Barbie dolls.
But I’d probably make some remark like, “I’m never getting married though, so that’s not gonna happen.” I’d probably gripe about how everyone and her cousin is getting engaged every other day and maybe a few “boys suck” comments would make their way into the conversation.. I’d probably say something negative about Valentine’s Day and throw in an eye rolls. But it wouldn’t be long before I discussed the feeling of exhilaration that comes along with being alone. How I’m trying to be optimistic and hopeful about new beginnings. I’d ask if you had seen this video yet, and if not I’d suggest you watch it immediately.
I would ask if you have ever been to the movies alone or taken yourself out to dinner. I’d say how I’d like to try it even though the idea of it makes me uncomfortable. I’d tell you about the time I almost drove to the beach alone just because I could. I wondered if I would get bored or who I would talk to, but I figured it would be a great way to get to know myself. 
You might disagree or be in a great relationship yourself. If so, I would ask what makes it so successful and hope to hear all the details of how you met. And if not, we’d probably flirt with our server and joke about leaving our phone numbers on the check. We’d probably leave a 50% tip just to make said server’s night a little better and after lots of hugs, I’d thank you for being such a good friend and listening when I needed to talk it out over some wine.
Let’s do this again soon. 🙂
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