Extreme pretzeling and so much love.

Hi there.  It's been a while huh?  

 

This is Juls on her extreme bootcamp challenge.  Seven work outs a week, living on protein dust and kale and shit.  Whatever--my body's better than it's ever been and I'm happy.  It turns out that endorphins are better than anything in the world. 

 

I'm happy. 

 

I am dating a man that I just adore and have for years and years.  We just click and we always have.  We laugh and smile and hold hands and kiss and just have a badass time wherever we go.  

 

He's so accomodating.  He just wants me to be happy so he'll go and walk around for the whole day looking at antique stuff with me.  Seriously.  I've never had a man do that with me before. 

 

Our kids are stair steps, i have a fourteen year old daughter, he has a thirteen year old son, I have a twelve year old son, he has an eleven year old son.  

 

The boys are so cute together, they just play and play and play.  It's truly precious to see and well my daughter may be annoyed but she likes his boys plus it works out where I get to spend more time with her.  

 

Ever since my son was born, he just sucks up all my attention.  When we sit anywhere, he has to sit next to me, he wants my attention all for himself and he always has.  She's a very passive and quiet child and ever since these men have come into our lives again, my son's been sucked into their super cool man fun and my sweet daughter and I get time together for the first time ever.  I absolutely love it.  

 

We've been camping a few times.  I always let her bring a friend and the boys all ride together and I ride with the girls and I'm loving every single second of it.  

 

Don't get me wrong, we have fun all together as well.  We all climbed to the top of this super cool bluff a few weeks ago.  It was just amazing and hard core and so majestic.  I would've never thought to do that without him in my life.  Thank God for him.  

 

I feel so lucky that for the rest of my life I will get to be with a man that wants me to be happy and puts forth actual effort to see that this happens. 

 

I've even been fishing with him several times now.  I know.  Juls fishing.  Lol.  I'm even laughing.  

 

At his worst, he fishes.  I mean my favorite thing ever is alone time, binge watching stuff.  So he fishes and I binge watch and then when we are done we are happy together.  

 

It's been a few months now.  They've flown by and yet it feel like we've just always been together. Even still there's excitement.  I don't want anyone but him.  

 

I did date him for a year about four years ago.  It was honestly the best relationship I've ever had, the timing was just off.  

 

I don't think the timing is off now.  He makes all kinds of effort and I love the hell out of him for it.  

 

I just want to do things for him, and he is the same way.  I filed his articles of incorporation, did his bylaws and designed his logo to take his A/C company to the next level.  He decided my old barn needed lights in the front and rewired the whole thing.  I don't know how it works, it just does.  I didn't ask him to do this, he didn't ask me to do what I did--I just thought he needed it done and knew it would help him and make him happy so I did it.  I wanted to do it.  Strange. 

 

Juls not putting Juls first?  What the hell huh?  Lol. 

 

So you haven't heard as much from me but I still love writing.  I wish I could do it for a living, or at least every day.  I have so many stories.  So many experiences that I could draw from to write about.  The thing with that is that I'm happy now.  I don't like thinking about the super shitty things I've been through.  I just want to let this happiness heal all the cuts and bruises and bask in it's wonderfulness.  

 

Unfortunately my happiness doesn't make for great writing.  It's my pain that makes it great.  I can still relive it when I'm ready.  I would very much love to write like a guide book to getting over losing your mother filled with personal experiences and stages and what to do when you feel adrift in the style of that goofy movie PS I love you because I think it would be so neat.  I'd so love to help other people going through that horrible experience.

 

That's just one of my thousands of book ideas.  The thing is just doing it instead of talking about it. 

 

I love the bootcamp.  I mean it just energizes me and teaches me lessons that seep into every single other aspect of my life.  I worked out on my own last night.  I knew what was coming because I had the workout in advance.  I knew that at least a 45 minute run lay ahead, with 5 minutes of that being hardcore sprint.  The Juls of a few months ago would cheated herself out of this.  Last night, I did not cheat.  I did it.  Plus the ab work.  Plus the arm work.  Plus the lifting.  I felt like dying for about 20 minutes before the sweet endorphin rush hit me.  There is just nothing like endorphins. 

 

I made the most incredible meal last night for supper after I killed myself in the gym.  Steak bites, grilled asparagus and pretzel cheese dip casserole.  

 

That pretzel thing is freaking insane delicious.    You have got to try it and the best part is...you can't screw it up, it's novice level at best and a head turner for sure.  

 

We fought over it while all so stuffed we could barely breathe.  

 

Here's how it goes:

 

2 cans of cheap biscuits ( I got Walmart cheap ones bc they were out of pillsbury and it turned out so good that I highly recommend using them)

A bag of shredded sharp cheddar cheese (2 cups)

Shredded mozzarella (1/2 cup)

1 box of cream cheese softened

2 tbsp dijon mustard

2 tsp garlic powder

Salt and pepper

1/2 cup dark beer

2 tbsp baking soda

2 cups water

egg 

coarse salt

 

Set the oven to 350.  Use a skillet that can be put in the oven to make this, I used my cast iron skillet and it turned out amazing, but any oven safe skillet will work.  

 

Put the two cups of water and 2 tbsp baking powder in a medium sauce pan to boil. 

 

While you're waiting, in a large bowl mix the cream cheese, all but 1/2 cup of the cheddar, all the mozzarella, mustard, garlic powder, salt, pepper, and beer together.  

 

Open the can of biscuits and roll each one into a ball, make and x on top with a knife.

  

By now your water should be boiling, drop half the balls into the boiling water.  

 

Spray your pan with pam or olive oil or butter.  

 

Let the dough balls cook for one minute total then using a slotted spoon, remove them from the water and line the outer wall of the skillet with them.  It might be a double row of them depending on your skillet, wedge them, arrange in a pattern but trust me throw none of them out. 

 

Drop the second batch into the water.  

 

While you're waiting, crack the egg and discard the white.  Mix the yolk with 2 tbsp of water and mix. 

 

Remove the second batch and add them to the ring around your skillet.  

 

Brush them with the egg wash.   Sprinkle the coarse salt on top.  

 

Take the cheese mixture and dump it in the center of the dough ring.  Use a spatula to even it out.  

 

Sprinkle the remaining cheddar cheese on top of the cheese mixture and bake at 350 for 33-35 minutes.  

 

Trust me.  This is the best thing you'll ever eat.   

 

I guess you could put the skillet on the table and let people pull off pieces of the pretzel and dip but I plated it like casserole.  It's plain chaos but super incredible delicious and it looks cool...pretzel looking with cheese oozing all over.  Seriously insanely delicious. 

 

I've seen some that have chives on top, I'm not a chives person but if you are go for it.  

 

Any way, hope this finds you well.  I pray for happiness for us all and of course more pretzel casserole.

 

xoxo,

 

Juls

 

 

 

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