How Cooking Changed My Life: Purple Carrot Vs. Sun Basket

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I have always liked knowing what ingredients go into my food. Organic selections have always intrigued me, yet their price never has. I know what I should be eating and when, however, I don’t always follow my own advice.

I lost over 40 pounds a few years ago by cooking the same type of meals every single day. It was always a basic protein and some veggies. No oil, only dry spices were allowed. I did my best to ignore the fact that everything I put in my mouth was bland. I was on a weight loss mission!

Somewhere along the line, I missed flavor. I missed what makes food so amazing. I began just eating healthy without all the calorie counting or internal body shaming. This led me to become a bit lazy. I drive a lot for work so “healthier” drive-thrus like Pollo Loco became the norm.

Those meals got old too. I mean, how many modifications can you conjure up in the Pollo Loco drive-thru line?

I recently discovered meal kit delivery services. They deliver fresh ingredients to your door. They come in pre-portioned containers with specific recipes associated with each ingredient bag. Everything comes well insulated so you don’t even have to be home when your food arrives!

I did my research and found some had very high-calorie counts. I went with a plant-based option called Purple Carrot. It is sponsored by Tom Brady, so I thought, this one must be good!

It was good. It was more than good, it was great. However, I am not vegetarian and I quickly realized I rather have an actual meatball than something that resembled it. Not only that, but the meal prep time associated with building items from plants was quite tedious. I am a perfectionist, so every meal must turn out just like the recipe card.

After just two vegetarian weeks, I opted for a change. I decided to start ordering Sun Basket instead. It markets its brand as a “healthy” and “organic” meal delivery service. Prior to receiving my first meal kit package, I was extremely excited! I couldn’t wait to eat meat again!

When my first Sun Basket arrived, I got to cookin’. Sun Basket recipes were so much easier to make! I got excited about creating a meal my partner and I could enjoy without questioning how it was made.

My first meal was Thai Chicken Curry and I couldn’t believe what a little chef I became in a matter of minutes! It took a maximum of 35 minuted to make and that dinner alone convinced me I would be sticking with Sun Basket.

I never thought I could cook until Sun Basket. My new meal kit cooking ritual has changed my life. Every recipe forces me to slow down, mentally and physically.

I always try to multitask like a crazy woman and these step-by-step recipes create a certain level of zen within my soul. It’s hard to explain, but as a hard working woman, cooking has just never really appealed to me.

Sun Basket has changed all of that for me. I love cooking now, I like having an excuse to “slow down.” Not only that, but my honey loves the night off he gets when I offer to cook for us.

Who knew cooking could be so relaxing, peaceful and fun? I always thought I would never have time to cook, but just like exercising, I now force myself to make the time. I used to hate running around the market looking for ingredients I did not have and now Sun Basket just delivers it all to my door.

I didn’t have the creativity to just make something with the ingredients in the fridge and now Sun Basket does all the thinking for me. It’s more awesome than anything I have ever tried before.

So, even though a meal kit delivery service might sound a little lazy or dumb to some people, I can honestly say I will continue to order Sun Basket as long as they are in business. It calms me down and saves me a lot of money. If you want three free meals to get started, let me know. I don’t get paid to market this brand, but if I did, it would be a dream come true! Order Sun Basket today!

 

Love Deeply and Forever,

Karen

Why Abusive Relationships Happen

abuse, relationship, abusive, hurt, pain, violence, love, cycle, vicious, family, dating, romantic, monster I used to be in an abusive relationship. It was purely circumstantial at first. It quickly became a dangerous habit I could not shake.

I fell hard for someone who could never love me the way I loved them. I fell hard for someone who would never understand what love ever really meant. I fell in love with someone who wanted to hurt others and themselves. I fell hard for someone who simply did not care about me.

There’s one thing I have learned about life, and that is to never live with regret. I don’t regret my choice to love someone who could not love me back. However, I do feel saddened to know I continued to love someone who could never love me back for as long as I did.

The vicious cycle went on for years. I was at a low point in my life where nothing made sense. For some reason, running after something (that was not even real) seemed like the best option.

Things began horrible and ended even worse. I lost myself as well as my dignity. Friends and foes saw the pain within me and advised me to turn my life around. I never listened.

I always thought I would never be that girl. The girl who was in the abusive relationship. The girl who didn’t value herself enough to move on and be strong.

But guess what? I became that girl. I became the girl that I thought was so stupid in the past. The girl that I needed to shake in order to snap her out of it. I became this monster along with the monster sitting next to me. And I have to say, the monster taught me a lot about myself.

It hurts me to even write this right now. I am in tears. This is a chapter of my life that I do not like to revisit too often, but when I do, I have an array of emotions associated with it.

I loved and I loved hard. I loved harder than I thought I ever could. I loved a person who I thought understood me more than anyone had before. And for that, I am thankful.

But really, when I think about it, it was not really so much love as it was an addictively painful cycle. A cycle that we fell into so often. A cycle that hurt us both. And a cycle that I had to let go of.

It wasn’t until one day his mother told me, “I urge you to please leave my son. I love you to death. You’re amazing. However, I feel you will either kill each other or hurt each other to the point of no return.”

And so, like a grain of salt, I kept seeing him. I kept running after the unattainable. I kept needing to know the reason why I was never loved in return.

Until finally, one day, I fell into a hole. A hole that I couldn’t even climb out of alone. I climbed into this hole and found myself in a place I never thought I’d be.

The only people who lifted me up in that moment was my family. After all those years of neglecting myself… After all those years of abusing myself… The only people who loved me enough to pull me out of that hole was my family.

I will never forget the look on their faces when they saved me from myself. Or the pain in my heart when I saw the pain I had caused everyone.

But guess what? I’m here, I’m alive, I’m strong, and I’m more valiant than ever. I’m the strongest woman I could ever be. I admire myself for my tenacity. I admire myself for letting go and not going on with something I knew was so wrong for me.

I don’t regret it and I will surely never forget it. I know that on the other side of it all, I found a little girl who just wanted to be loved. And here I am today, full of so much love in my heart, for not only myself, but all those around me. Full of love for the love of my life. I am reminded everyday to love gentler, love deeper, and love harder.

It’s not only about loving others, it’s about loving yourself. I love myself more than I ever have. So, I have to thank myself for all the lessons in love and move further in the direction of positivity until the end of time.

Love Deeply and Forever,

Karen

Why You Should Never Mix Business With Pleasure

clients, client, work, mistake, choose, wisely, business, pleasure, friends, not your friend, why“Come have drinks with us!” A client said to me when I started my first grown-up job. OMG, someone wants to hang out with little ‘ol me! How exciting, I thought. I was 22, extremely impressionable, and brand new to the “corporate” world.

I couldn’t believe all the attention I was attracting as a newbie. People were inviting me places left and right and were the nicest anyone had ever been to me. I thought I was golden. I thought it would never end.

My boss warned me time and time again that these people were not my friends. I thought he was sabotaging my happy moment. I even got crazy and thought he might have been jealous at one point. I mean, I was amazing through and through, right?

But just like so many other things in life, all good things must come to an end.

About nine months into my new gig, I realized these clients were never my friends. They were nice to me because they thought they could play me. They saw me as a sweet little 22-year-old that knew nothing about the business. They thought they could take advantage of my ignorance in order to get what they wanted.

Well, guess what? They thought wrong. I quickly caught on that everyone had a hidden agenda and that every word I spoke could later be used against me. I also realized that if I didn’t keep my guard up I could get squashed in two seconds.

The day I realized the truth, it hurt. It hurt a lot. I had to make a fatal mistake in order to realize that clients will never really be my friends. I let my guard down for just a moment and that moment would forever haunt me. I was not in control and everyone knew it.

I promised myself I would never lose control like this again.

After getting lost in the glamour of being the fresh face on the block, I decided to put my big girl shoes on. I would no longer be looked at as this girl who knew nothing, not even her limits.

I used to tell my clients every part of my life story. I though, F#*% it. What do I have to lose? Unfortunately, I had everything to lose. People could use such insider info to see what made me tick and what my mental capacity was at any given moment. They could gauge me and that is never good. Especially as a young female in a male dominant business.

So, from that moment on, I decided to only give clients a sliver of my life. I would only tell them the parts that were exciting and/or boisterous. I created a persona that was based on the real version of myself with some slight modifications. If I sounded like a snobby bitch to some, so be it. I would rather be seen as that than as an inexperienced, anxiety-ridden mess (which I was at the time).

I now know clients were never really my friends and that is fine. We all have agendas in life, and we all want others to further help us accomplish our own. Life is a series of exchanges and I get that now.

I’m sure some clients do become friends to some people, but it is not typical or necessarily convenient while conducting business. Lines are grayed and important decisions can be compromised. It can often become a huge conflict of interest. That being said, the choice is up to every individual. Choose your friends wisely.