Copycat Pumpkin Spice Syrup.

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Dear Internet Diary,

Many things have happened since the last time I remembered that I had a blog. On August 22nd, I gave birth to the most beautiful little girl I have ever laid eyes on. Charlotte Jo, Charlie for short. Seriously, I have used the Heart Eyes Emoji way too often in the past 5 weeks…and I ain’t even mad about it! Maternity leave, however, has been a lot of sitting around in between feeding my boob goblin. And maybe I should do something productive (is this considered productive?) besides binge watch ‘The Killing’ on Netflix and crying while counting my stretch marks. Ok, that last part is a lie. I have too many to count. Ok, that’s a lie too. I can count them just fine…

Although this blog has been primarily a dumping ground for food that I made and decided to take pictures of and songs I feel like everyone should listen to because I said so…I plan on sharing more aspects of my life here. I am trudging through this new life as a mama and would love nothing more than to share my misadventures with someone who may be feeling the same as me. But never fear, I still plan on sharing recipes and music. Just be warned that you may scroll through your feed and see a photo of my beautiful child and your ovaries just might explode.

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I mean, seriously. She’s killing it.

And as you’ve probably heard (and everyone loved to tell me while I was pregnant…), having a newborn baby is tiring. Because, duh.

Enter: Coffee. Forever and ever. Amen.

Today is National Coffee Day. And I want to shout it from the rooftops. But, like, I’m a mom now so I can’t be that irresponsible. So, coffee, every word in every love song would still not be enough to let you know how I feel about you.

I decided to make a homemade Pumpkin Spice Syrup. And I have decided to share it with you. You can thank me later (And I expect to be thanked, dammit!)

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Pumpkin Spice Syrup
Yields about 3 Cups

Ingredients:

-1 1/2 c. Water
-1 1/2 c. Granulated Sugar
-4 Cinnamon Sticks
-3 T. Pumpkin Puree (I’ll share a recipe this week that uses the remaining puree–I would never make you waste pumpkin, you guys. I’m not a monster.)
-1 t. Ground Nutmeg
-1/2 t. Ground Ginger
-1/2 t. Ground Cloves

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Directions:

Add water and sugar to a small saucepan, heat on low and stir to dissolve sugar completely. Once sugar is dissolved, whisk in pumpkin puree and spices. Simmer on low for about 5 minutes, stirring frequently. Remove from heat and allow syrup to cool. Strain through a fine mesh strainer or cheesecloth and store in an airtight container in the fridge until ready to use.

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I made this with the intent of using it for iced coffee, but I could see it being great on pancakes, drizzled over apple slices, or whatever else floats your pumpkin-flavored boat.

So, my favorite thing to do is promise you more frequent posts. So, that.

I also have a Fall Mix that I am too picky to post just yet–but it’s pretty fantastic if I do say so myself. And I do. Say so. So.

Until next time,

Becka.

My Pregnancy According to Breaking Bad.

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Hello. Is this thing on? Yeah? Despite popular opinion and all the cobwebs around these parts, I am not dead. Actually, a lot of things have happened since we last crossed paths. I finished Breaking Bad, mastered the art of French macarons (or atleast I think I have…), started a little baking business making cake balls for some fine folks…oh, and I GOT MARRIED AND PREGNANT. NBD, y’all. So, since you’ve missed my first 27 weeks of pregnancy…I thought I would catch you up on what’s been going on. You’re so welcome.

How I felt when I found out I was pregnant:

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When my Doctor told me I had an ideal uterus for carrying a baby:

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Women telling me about their vaginal tears during labor:

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When my husband opens a beer while we’re eating dinner:

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When I successfully make it through the Starbucks Drive-Thru without vomiting from the smell of coffee:

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When people are staring at me while I’m eating donuts in my car:

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Looking for a bathroom in a busy Department Store after pee-sneezing:

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Waking up in the morning:
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When my doctor told me I should eat less and excercise more:

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Sex:

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How I feel when someone tells me “You look really pregnant today!”:

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Trying to do Kegels:

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Putting on clothes in the morning:

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Anything on TV, pretty much. (Commercials included):

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Taking off my bra for the day:

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“If you do ____________ your baby will be born with _____________!”:

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All in all, pregnancy has been a breeze. And we are so unbelievably excited to have a daughter in a few short months! Dang!

Anyways, I will be back to share some details about our Wedding Day/Honeymoon. They were magic!

Again, not dead.

Love,
Becka

Life Lately.

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Sorry for being a stranger around these parts. My life has been wrapped around our upcoming wedding. Here’s just a few photos from our wedding shower, cooking soup on a crisp fall day, Corn Fest, a tattoo that took over two years for me to get finished and a hand painted apple wall for my dining room. Things are starting to really feel real, thanks for bearing with me.

Be back soon.
Becka

A Saturday in Photographs.

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Today Adam and I decided to go back to our old stomping grounds. Our first apartment was in Morris above a restaurant downtown. It was the dinkiest little place and we had way less pets but I will always look back fondly on those moments in our lives. Even the tiniest shared closet you have ever seen. Or our very sexually liberated neighbor. All of it.

Adam’s 24th Birthday is tomorrow. Boy, oh boy. He requested a pie, and I made him his favorite. A day early. He said he didn’t want me in the kitchen all day on his birthday. Bless his heart. He really loves this pie as you can clearly see. Haha.

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We walked around in the woods, putzed around downtown, got a few mosquito bites, tried to get Olive girl to walk on a leash. And we ended up at one of our favorite places on Earth, Lindy Gerties. Their fries alone are reason to go there. Give me all the fries! PS: How perfect is that car, by the way? A girl can dream.

And here’s a little song for your Saturday. I hope it was wonderful!

Becka.

 

Music Monday: Death Cab for Cutie.

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I will probably always have a special place in my heart for this band. This album came out when I was very young and vulnerable and to this day is still one of my favorite albums of all time. I feel like it gets better with age, like a fine wine. Not like I know anything about wine though, I prefer the cheapest and sweetest I can find.

With a few months left until our wedding (!!) I feel like I can actually share some things about my relationship with you all. Ok. Here we go.

Adam and I started dating when I was freshly 19. We met through a mutual friend and he had a girlfriend at the time. I was convinced that he would never go for someone like me. For years I was conditioned to be the “funny friend” the “yeah, I’ll talk to you all night but tomorrow I will pretend like you don’t exist” type of friend. That was me. The girl that all my guy friends would invite along to pick on, the girl that my girl friends would invite along just so they didn’t get roofied at a party. I wasn’t the sexy one, or hell, even the pretty one. I was average. Always average. Funnier than the average bear, fuglier than most. And I was used to it. I threw my heart at anyone who was nice to me and it got thrown back in my face. A lot. There were a lot of nights spent crying with this album playing in the background. In fact, my dad actually burst into my room once to break it in half because I wouldn’t stop playing it. And then I drove to Best Buy to buy another.

I had a habit of relating anything in my life to a song. This one in particular was the song that would come to mind whenever my heart hurt. Whenever I would be rejected, time and time again, this would be the song to play. And I’d have a good cry and move on.

So, needless to say, when Adam came into my life, I was very fragile. I overthought everything. I didn’t want to screw anything up. I didn’t want to scare him away like I did to everyone else. I didn’t know how to date, let alone let somebody give their heart to me. I didn’t know how to accept love. I didn’t know that I deserved it, let alone from someone that I treasured as much as him. I fell in love with Adam quickly and fiercely. I fell in love with him and never looked back. And I let him love me and I let him teach me how to love myself in return.

A few days after we started hanging out, I had a little get-together. It was basically just a few friends, tequila and a board game. I had my iPod on shuffle and this song came on while we were playing. All of those memories of this song flashed back to me. I saw myself crying in my bright pink bedroom over another stupid guy, I saw myself driving home alone after a regretful night with someone who didn’t care if they hurt me. And then, I looked over at this fresh-faced, handsome, perfect man. Smiling despite the fact that my friends were loud and I had too much to drink. I saw opportunity when I looked into his eyes. I saw a chance. I slipped him a piece of paper during the game with these words on it:

“I need you so much closer.”

Never in my life had a phrase been more true. And to this day, whenever I hear this song, I am brought back to that night when he kissed me for the first time and tucked that note into his pocket.

He saved my life in more ways that I can ever express, nor do I dare to. All I can do in return for everything that he has ever done for me is to be the best possible wife I can be. I will love him with my whole heart. Forever.

I can’t wait to be your wife, Mr. Horschler. Sorry if this post embarrassed you, I just think you should know how much you mean to me.

Thanks for reading.
Love,
Becka.

Album Spotlight: Deja Entendu.

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This past Monday, my favorite album turned 10 years old. There’s something about that realization that made me feel incredibly old. I remember going out to buy it when it came out–listening to it over and over again until even my mom knew the lyrics when I put it on.

‘Deja Entendu’ was a life-changing album for me. It in the pits of my adolescent despair, this album scooped me up and made me realize that I wasn’t alone in this world. There were other people out there that felt these emotions and this sometimes uncontrollable sadness…and in that, I found comfort. It has gotten me through some incredibly hard times in my life and I am forever in the debt of this band. Forever.

I may sound a little dramatic, but truthfully, it saved my life. I battled with sexual abuse and attempted suicide many times in my younger years and through that darkness was this incredible light. I put my headphones on and tuned everything else out. There is something about his voice that just flat-out speaks to my soul. It has always resonated with me and it always will.

I have replaced it many times over the years just because I wore it out but it is still one of the only albums I have that I could play over and over again and never get tired of it. And that, if you’ve seen my record collection, says a lot. It reminds me of the worst days of my life yet still defines the best days of my life as well. And if I told you that it didn’t give me goosebumps to this very day (after god knows how many plays) I would be lying. It still strikes a chord. It still makes me swell with emotion. And I love that it still has that effect on my life.

“Still & Storm” is a motto Adam and I have always had throughout our relationship and it is the phrase that will be engraved on the outside of our wedding bands so we are reminded every single day. That’s how much this band means to the both of us. And I can’t wait to buy Brand New onesies for our future babes.

I don’t know why I even bothered trying to explain what this album means to me. What this band means to me. I can’t even put it into words.

Happy Birthday, Deja Entendu. Thank you for everything. I could never be grateful enough. I love you.

Holding onto myself the best I can,
Becka.

Life According to my iPhone.

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1. Took the dust ruffle off of my dream couch. 2. Made some progress in our bedroom. 3. Hot Pan with friends. To die for. 4, 5. Went to our catering tasting for our Wedding. Yes, that’s a pizza truck. We rule. 6. Spent the afternoon at the Dunes. 7. Made the prettiest lunch. 8. Went blonder. 9. Scored some Wedding Decor on the cheap at an auction. 10. Finally got my dad over to hang my ladder (Splinters, but totally worth it!) 11. Finally got to the theater to see Star Trek with my love.

I’m in the process of making homemade Nutella. Yes. Hopefully I’ll have the recipe up later today, if not tomorrow.

Becka