Easy Fajita Tostadas (GF, Dairy Free)

My people.

So much has happened since we last spoke. So much so that I don't even think I can put it all in one post. The two most important things? Beyonce released Lemonade (I ain't sorry.) <-See what I did there? And it has been officially confirmed I am gluten and lactose intolerant. I'm lactose intolerant. I have no tolerance for lactose and I won't stand for it! Name that show.

It took years of suffering cray inflammation, itchy skin and bloaty-ness to arrive here. Thanks, doctor. NOT.

Two side notes: I haven't been cooking because our new house doesn't have a dishwasher. I didn't think it would affect me. Spoiler. IT DOES. Also, can we all agree Bing is awful? I just used it and my god. Google or die.

On the notes mentioned above, I vow to cook more. I HAVE to cook more. My tummy can not handle it. So, my stomach's pain is your all's gain! I'm back, bitches.

These tostadas are so damn easy. All we're doing here is basically throwing the fajita goodies in a bowl and mixing them around, and then baking them until they're ahhhhhhhhhhhhh delicious and roasty on a sheet pan. I am not sheeting you. 30 minutes. Dinner. Done.


Serves 2 (2 tostadas each)

What you will need:

For the tostada shell:

  • 4 corn tortillas
  • 1/2 cup avocado oil

For the toppings:

  • two large chicken breasts, cut into small pieces
  • 1 cup fresh mushrooms
  • 1 red pepper, sliced
  • 1 green pepper, sliced
  • 1/2 white onion, sliced
  • 1/4 cup olive oil
  • 1 packet organic fajita seasoning
  • 1/2 lime for juice
  • 1/2 cup vegetarian refried beans
  • 1/2 cup guacamole
  • 1/2 cup cilantro, chopped
  • Daiya Shredded Cheddar

Pre-heat oven to 400 degrees.

In a large bowl, combine chicken, veggies, olive oil, lime juice and fajita seasoning until everything is coated. Take a baking sheet, line with foil. Spread mixture evenly on baking sheet. Place in the center of your oven. Bake for 25-30 minutes.

While the fajitas are baking, heat a cast iron skillet to medium-high heat. Pour in half cup of avocado oil. It shouldn't bubble, but it should be hot and steamy. With tongs, carefully lay in one corn tortilla at a time. Let it sit 30 seconds to 1 minute on each side. It will harden nicely. Place each one on a plate with a few paper towels to soak up excess oils. Repeat until all your corn tortillas are finished.

Check on those fajitas.

Oh, yes.

Pull those babies out of the oven. We squeezed the rest of the lime juice all over them when we pulled them out. I love lime. Give me all of the lime flavored things.

So, here's how we do it. Take the crispy corn tortilla, spread some refried beans on it. Top it with fajita veggies and chicken. Top that with guacamole. Top that with cilantro. Top that with some Daiya shredded cheddar. Demolish.

Do you. There are no rules. Add some sour cream. Add some salsa. Go crazy. No matter what you do, these will be outrageous. In the best way. We had some leftover fajita veggies and chicken. Guess who is going to have a delicious fajita salad tomorrow? Yeah, me.

Best weeknight meal. And my tummy is happy. So is the fiance. Win win.

Enjoy guys! Have a good weekend. Until next recipe!



The Three F's. And Coffee.

Hey, what's up, hello.

Source: Morgue File

Source: Morgue File

It's been a few weeks. I haven't taken before and after photos of the house yet. DON'T BE MAD. I'm sorry. I love yo....okay.

Is anyone else OBSESSED with coffee? I know, basic. I remember when people started using the word basic and I was all, "I'm so glad I'm not basic." BUT, I AM. With coffee. And Starbucks. I've been Starbucked. Mike and I recently joined bank accounts soooooo I don't go there near as much as I used to. But, our credit cards are still separate. Wait, Mike, where are you going? Don't leave. I promise I'll try....TRY. I'm not even obsessed with it for the caffeine anymore. It's all about taste. I have a regular coffee in the morning and then around 3:00, I try to find excuses to go down to Starbucks for a delicious decaf treat. (Okay, our building has a Starbucks in it. Like, I am doomed.) I used to be a warrior, basically, and could drink regular coffee all day. Now, I spaz out so hard that I feel like Corky Romano when he accidentally inhales the coke. My co-workers hate spaz Morgan. They won't say it. But, I know they do. I CAN'T SHUT UP.

So, let's talk about subscription boxes and my new obsession with (some of) them.

**And before we delve into it, let me again say like in the past, FabFitFun has NO idea who I am. I paid for the box and they do not care about me enough to sponsor me.

They do, however, care enough about me, and you, to make a wicked awesome subscription box. I've tried some others. I don't want to name names but they rhyme with kipsy and smirchcox. I tried Fab Fit Fun last because it was a little pricier and wasn't monthly. BUT HEAVENS to betsy. JACK. EFFING. POT. This is my second box and I was worried the first one would be incredible and then they'd be like "ha ha sucker, we got you" and then send me the shittayest box ever next. No. I even think I like the Spring box better than the Winter box!

First, for the boring details. The box is $50. That includes shipping. It is a seasonal thing, so 4 boxes a year. No contract or anything dicey. If you don't want it anymore, just holler and they won't charge you. If you are new and use the promo code SAVES10, you will, well, save $10. I can do math and I'm smart.

Both of my boxes thus far have had $25 gift cards to amazing online stores. So, when they say the value is around $200, they. ain't. kidding.

It's like christmas. But 4 times a year. And us ladies deserve that ish. So, tell your man instead of flowers, FabFitFun box me. Dirty.

My favorite thing about this box in particular is that it always includes at least 2 HEALTH related gifts. The rest is pure girly goodness. I got this sweet pink jump rope last box. This time I got an awesome yoga mat cord that you can use to either carry your mat, or you can use it for body weight exercises. It also has this AMAZING herb garden kit. Adorable. And delicious.

My second favorite thing about FabFitFun is everything is full size. No sample size crap like A LOT of other boxes. My hair has never been more tame and soft. I have an amazing spray in conditioner that I'm still going strong with from my Winter box. Spring came with an Argan and Hemp Oil for my hair. I want to swim in it. 3 BATH BOMBS. Eat your heart out, Lush. (Okay, I love Lush's body wash and use it religiously, but still.) Not to mention, it also came with shaving cream for silky smooth legs (Mike is like "thank god" somewhere right now, I know it.) AND these AMAZING Keratin gloves AND socks. I'm basically at the spa right now.

It also came with a contour kit. Which leads me to my next point. I'm going to morph into a Kardashian. Baha. No. I'd rather die. My next point is that you customize your skin type, hair type, etc. Which is AWESOME because then I know they aren't sending me stuff I can't use. I'd also be lying if I didn't say my favorite part is always the gift card (duh) and the adorable little dainty necklaces they send.

We don't frivolously spend money in this house. We both have student loans, bills and a MORTGAGE now. So, if I'm going to have a little indulgence besides my Starbucks, it has to be worthy of my hard earned money. This is so well worth it. It's health conscious and full of awesome beauty items that make me feel great. And, seeing the adorable box sitting on my porch when I get home after a long day is EVERYTHING. Do yourself a favor and sign up for this.

Eating healthy is going well. Be back Monday for some weigh in numbers and dare I say, a recipe!!! I just got my girl Andie's cookbook, so you know what I'm doing all weekend.

And, I just have to say again. Not in the least bit sponsored. I just think we all deserve a little fun indulgence sometimes. You just needed to know that I find this one worth it. And I am very hard to please. Just ask Mike. And my parents.

K, fine. One picture of the house.

Bo says "heyyyyy ladieeeeessss."






One Door Closes, Another One Opens

First and foremost, Leo won. 

Google Images

Google Images

I had a dream that I was at some kind of party-type thing and Leo was there and he asked me to go home with him. I remember in the dream freaking out on the way there, like "TITANIC LEO wants ME to go home with him?!" We got to his house and he was like, "I want to show you something." I thought it was going to be, like, some swanky pool or a car or, I dunno, AN OSCAR. So, we walk to the back of this house that seemed oddly long. The very last room had a dark, big, creepy pool in it. (Picture Ace Ventura when he sneaks into that party with Courtney Cox and finds the creepy dolphin lair.) He was like, "This is my pet shark. If you won't love him and pet him, this can't happen." I was freaking out. I CAN'T PET OR SNUGGLE A SHARK. So, Mr. Shark lunges out of the water, all Jaws like, and I screamed and pet it really fast. And then I woke up. WTF DOES THIS DREAM EVEN MEAN!? I had to tell Mike because it was too funny. He didn't think it was AS funny as I did. But. WTF. Congratulations on your Oscar, Leo.

The Biggest Winner competition at our gym is over. Are you ready for my official weight loss number? I'm down 13 pounds total! And the weigh in was this past Friday. As of today, I'm down 15!

My team decided to keep the competition going at work because it's a great motivator for us. I'm excited for myself because over the last 8 weeks, I had nights where I ate whatever I wanted and then would get back on the wagon. I'm learning that it's okay to lose weight at a healthy rate and not at a freak Atkin's diet rate.

I've been walking our dog when it's nice out. I haven't been hitting the working out hard. I know I will eventually need to, but right now, I need to focus on not being tired. Because my problem is when I'm tired, I eat a lot and glue myself to the bed. I find intense workouts wear me out. So, I'm taking it easier at first and Bo certainly loves it.

I would say the part time vegan thing is still going well. I'd say I'm 70% vegan, 30% pescatarian. I enjoy a nice salmon filet every once in awhile and some cheese sprinkled in my life on occasion. Or that cake up above. Sheesh. But mainly, it's just a whole heck of a lot of veggies. I feel lighter. 

My work mom and weight loss team mate suggested our at work competition should be a Monday weigh in as opposed to Friday. She suggested this so I can't tank out on the weekend like I usually do. Sneaky. And at first I literally yelled, "nooooooooooooooooo!" But, I think it will be good for me. I guess that also means cutting back on the liquor. Meh. 

I've been trying really hard not to eat too much processed faux meats. I do indulge in them occasionally and some are better than others. I will say, the one pictured above I found at Target and GOOD NIGHT it was AMAZING. I HIGHLY recommend it.

I think this about wraps up this week's segment on my rambling. Now that we're totally settled in the house, I'll be taking some genuine after photos and dedicating an entire post to before and afters. I'm a perfectionist and needed to get everything done before showing them. I'll also be back with more weigh in updates! 


Betta with Feta

I watch Bob's Burgers at least once every single day. There. I said it. Oh, is this not Bob's Burgers Anonymous? Damn. I need to create that. We've watched it for so long now before bed, that if Netflix decides to cut me off at 3 episodes and I'm not asleep, I have to reach for the remote and tell it to play again. I can't fall asleep without hearing the show. IT'S SO BAD. And mainly, it annoys me that Netflix asks if I want to keep watching after 3 episodes. Like, you know this by now. My old ass DVD player knows exactly where I left off on a DVD even if I have taken it out of the player, why can't Netflix just GET ME already?

We bought a house. Did you know that? I'll be posting a lot of before and after photos of stuff we have done to the inside. I love it so much. And it's OURS. Anyways, here it is:

Biology all of a sudden got SO HARD and if I get a C, I will cry. Real. Tears. I'm that student. DNA->mRNA->WHATEVER.

Remember how I said I barely eat meat? And that we were trying not to eat red meat? Well, I decided to just give it up. Mostly all together. I still have salmon about once a week. And I'd even go as far as to say I'm "vegan" 80% of the time. I love animals but that isn't exactly why I'm doing it. Heart disease is scary prominent in our family and I decided since I could do without meat, I might as well since it is basically proven that fatty fat meat and fatty fat cheese causes blockage. PALEOMG I do not care.

Side, but also very important, note: I just don't care anymore. Not in a bad way. I've read hundreds of blogs, studies, books, what have you. EVERYONE thinks they're right. EVERYONE has studies. EVERYONE has the way to cure everything. So, how do we know who's actually right? WE DON'T. So, do you. Do I love that the extra carbs from quinoa, brown rice and whole grains have decreased the speed in which I lose weight? No. Do I love how healthy I feel eating whole grains, legumes and one salmon a week? Yes. Do I care what you think? Sort of. BUT NO. I don't. And you shouldn't care about what anyone thinks either!

Vietnam Kitchen's mock duck and string beans are what dreams are made of. I can't even look at this picture for long or I'll start salivating.

The Biggest Loser contest I told you about has ONE WEEK left. I have been doing good. Like I said, adding carbs to my regimen has slowed my weight a little, but I think my weight loss is considered a healthy speed to most. I'll be back next week to tell you all my final loss! AND let's cross our fingers they do this BL thing year round because it's been a hell of a motivator.

This post has been so all over the place. I just want to be real with everyone. I don't want to filter myself (sorry Mom), I want to tell you guys about other random things going on in life, and I don't want to care how many people are reading or what they think. Because dairy may be the "devil", but sometimes salads are just better with feta.

Til next week.