Or as AJ likes to say “Release the Gooch!”
The moment we get home from work, we let Gucci out of his pen and he comes bounding towards us with his favorite toy, slipping and sliding all over the hard wood floors.
It doesn’t matter how badly my day has gone, how horrible my hair looks, how grumpy I am, this little man is always so happy to see me and there is literally nothing better than this.
Heaven! The hardest part about setting up pictures like these is not taking a bite out of the food mid placement. I literally had to stop myself because it was just oh so tempting to nibble on it as I worked.
2 lbs of boneless pork rib meat
36 fl oz of your favorite soda (I used Dr. P)
1 cup of brown sugar
1/4 cup of lime juice
1 tsp of garlic powder
salt and pepper to taste
Sides and toppings:
1 pack of tortillas
1 ripe avocado
1/2 cup of cilantro
1 can of black beans
2 cups of mexican rice
Place the frozen pork rib meat into a crockpot, pour in the soda, cover with the lid and place it in the fridge over night. The next morning add in the brown sugar, lime juice, garlic powder, and salt and pepper. Set it in the crock pot base, turn on low, and let it cook for about 8 hours. After the allotted time (when I got home from work) shred the pork with a fork and knife and let it continue to cook for another 30 minutes. Then serve with your desired toppings and sides. Enjoy! Your husband/boyfriend/invisible friend will thank you!
Today for the challenge, I’m sharing a piece of advice.
Honestly, the best advice I’ve ever heard:
“Never regret anything, because at the time it was exactly what you wanted.”
My brother always jokes about that ever popular phrase, “yolo,” you only live once. Before he does anything, “should I shower first?” he’ll look at us and shrug, “yolo.”
Really though, how many times have you looked back and gone “gosh, if only” or my mom’s favorite, “shoulda, woulda, coulda.”
I never thought I’d be one of those people, the ones who regret a past decision and then suddenly blame that one choice for all the other mistakes in their life. I loved everything about my life and I was fully aware of the stupid mistakes I’d previously made but I didn’t care, it was all about the yolo. Then one day it caught me. That regret bug; like a disease.
I woke up one day and it was no longer right. Suddenly, years later, I was wishing I’d taken harder classes in high school or chosen a different major or turned down that job. Things gone and past. Why was I so caught up in it? It was hard to accept it at first but I reminded myself over and over and over that I’d made those choices because they were the best at that time. I wanted to do what I did at that time. I shouldn’t be going back, second-guessing myself. Hoping and wishing. It’s all hindsight anyways, right?
So please take my advice.