Lately I’ve been all about treating myself. Of course, this comes with a very high price, but whatever.

I was really craving cookie dough last night. Like, C-R-A-V-I-N-G cookie dough. I decided that I’m a big girl and can make big girl decisions for myself, so I made the cookie dough.

I was not disappointed.

I had found a recipe online for dough made without eggs because (1) I don’t want to take any chances when it comes to salmonella and (2) I didn’t have any eggs in my fridge.

So it was basically a win/win.

After having some last night, I popped the rest of the batch of dough in the freezer so I can take some out on rainy days, because it was a lot more dough than I had expected.The recipe below can be halved if you just want a bit of cookie dough to sooth your sweet tooth.


Sorry, I forgot to take a pic with no Snapchat caption. But it is true 😉

C’s Cookie Dough

3/4 cup unsalted butter, melted

1 1/4 cup brown sugar

1/4 cup granulated sugar

1/4 cup milk (I used the regular old 2%, but soy or almond milk would serve the same purpose)

1 tablespoon vanilla extract

1 teaspoon almond extract

2 cups + 2 tablespoons all-purpose flour or all-purpose gluten free flour

1/2 teaspoon salt

1 cup of semi-sweet chocolate chips (I like the mini morsels the best for this dough, but there is no wrong kind of chocolate chip)


  • In a large bowl, stir melted butter, brown sugar and white sugar until mixture is completely smooth –with no lumps from the brown sugar
  • Add in milk and the vanilla and almond extracts. Stir until completely mixed.
  • In a separate bowl, toss together your flour and salt and then sift through twice.
  • Slowly add in flour mixture to sugar + milk mixture until smooth.
  • Fold in chocolate chips.

Enjoy by itself or I put little balls of it in vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup as well.

Until next time,

C. Brooks

Wise Words Wednesday – Get Lost Somewhere

Greetings everyone!


This week I’ve been itching to get out and do some hiking, so when I was in my little cubicle doing some Bon Iver easy listening, these Wise Words stuck out to me in the literal sense.

Being around nature has been proven to help with stress and anxiety, and that’s not just a line, I actually learned about it in my horticulture class. There’s just something about being around lush green forests and nature that’s so comforting in times of stress.

So just get outside and get lost somewhere.

Go on a hike, or stand up paddleboarding, or a walk with the pooch, or a walk with your boyfriend that follows you around like a pooch because you’re so goddamn awesome. (Hey, I don’t doubt it. I think you’re pretty awesome for reading this post. 😉 )

Go forth and get lost.

Until next time,

C. Brooks

Meh…It’s Monday

It’s Monday and I couldn’t be more thrilled, as shown by the picture below.


Okay, so maybe that was a lie. Whatever. I’m over it.

That’s my mood today. I’ve decided that I’m hiding out in my cube until 5pm with my Starbucks iced soy chai and Hozier’s album on repeat for comfort purposes to deal with my “meh” mood.

But, with every song, I can feel my mood lift because I’m lost in his gritty and raw acoustic style too much to even worry about my “meh” mood.

At first listen to the Irish singer songwriter, you’re drawn in by his acoustic, coffee-shop and maybe a bit sultry vibe. But then, you start to actually listen to his lyrics and they’re nothing short of poetic.

In songs like “Angel of Small Death and Codeine Scene,” you’re like, “I have no idea what in the hell he’s singing about, but I love it.”

And in “Someone New” you’re like, “damn this kid has some catchy tunes on his hands and I could give a shit less if my cube neighbors see me dancing.”

And with “Cherry Wine” you’re like, “let’s just sit on a blanket underneath a shady tree and nap for the rest of the afternoon.”

Seriously, each one of his songs brings you into a new mood.

If you’re in a “meh” mood, take a listen to a couple of his songs, or the whole damn album, and feel yourself being slowly lifted up out of it.

Works for me, at least.

Until next time,

C. Brooks

Wise Words Wednesday — Ordinary is Boring

Happy Wednesday, y’all!

These Wise Words come from Ann Brashares and I believe that they don’t need a lot of explaining because everyone knows by now that being ordinary is boring as hell.


Of course we all want to fit in somehow; with the way we act, the way we dress, the way we wear our hair. It’s only human to want to fit in with the people around you. But what I’m saying is that a great story never starts with, “so I was living life just like everyone else…”

Go ahead. Go against the grain. Wear what you feel. Date who you want. Do what you want.

Be anything but ordinary. Be crazy.

Until next time my beautiful crazies,

C. Brooks

P.S. This photo/print comes from Life and Style Print and I have these prints hanging all over my apartment. Simply in love with them!

Wise Words Wednesday – Giving Your All

Happy Wednesday, y’all!

Today is Julia Child themed because she was one smart lady who had a lot of meaningful thoughts to share.

This first one hits close to home this week because I’m a firm believer in putting your all into every person, every thing and every experience that you come across in life.


You’re not wasting time and effort on people, things and experiences if you’re making sure you’re doing all you can to make everything the best it can be by the end. Don’t be afraid to take extra steps and to do extra work.

You’ll look back at all the work you put in and smile because you know you did all that you could, and whether the outcome is good or bad, you should be happy knowing that you worked your ass off and did all you could.

Go you!


Although, when you’re still working hard and putting in all of that extra trouble into something or someone, and it’s still not working out, it never hurts to have a blow torch lying around to help negotiate some of your ideas or, ya know, at least burn the evidence of your [possible] failure.

Your choice, though, really. 😉

Until next time, dears,

C. Brooks

You Know What’s Frustrating?

Now, I can guess you’ve got a million answers to that question, but I’m here to tell you a couple of my answers.

It’s been a very frustrating and trying week already and it’s only Tuesday.

Lord help us.

1. Wasted Time

About a month ago, a guy I used to date casually decides to come back into my life and justifies the disruption with the “I’m ready for something more serious now” line.

This, of course, was great news to me at the time because this guy is great on paper and gets a lot of things checked off on the ol’ mental dating checklist. Don’t judge the list, because you know you’ve got one too.

I had always thought of our relationship as an ellipses because it felt very unfinished. So, I was pretty damn happy when he finally came around to being ready for something.

Turns out that was a load of crap. Homeboy is a player and has more game than the damn Mandalay Casino and I got taken for all I’m worth.

After all of the “I totally just want someone to be there’s” and the “I’m so tired of all the games,” he decides that maybe he’s really not as ready for something more as he thought.

This is hella frustrating because he was the one who started this whole thing again! I was just fine going on about my life, minding my own business and then, all of a sudden, WHAM! He decides to come back into it and trounces all over it and wastes my time.

That’s what’s so damn frustrating: all the wasted time I spent on this tool.

2. Wasted Money

If you’re anywhere in the Midwest, you know that it’s been rainy and stormy for the past week. All of this would be fine and dandy, because who doesn’t enjoy a good summer rain to cool things off a bit, but I had make-up tickets to go see our hometown baseball team play last night and there were thunderstorm warnings all across the county.

The reason I had these make-up game tickets was because it stormed the last time I went to the game with a friend for a work outing. So I’m already a bit annoyed that I had tickets to go back on a day when it was going to rain yet again.

I decided to go anyway because these tickets include free beer and food. But as soon as I finish my first brew, it starts raining.

And I’m talking, like, thunderstorming to the extreme: wind, rain, thunder and lightning. The whole shebang.

The game gets postponed and I’m looking at my weather app seeing that it’s not going to get any better because it’s supposed to storm all night.

Fine, whatever.

I get in my car and start driving home. I get about halfway home when the storm stops and the sun comes out and it’s beautiful.

Like, what the actual f*ck?? This is just my week…

I would have turned around to go back to the game, but I was already too damn frustrated, so I just decided to bite the bullet and deal with the fact I paid $58 for two tickets to this stupid game and didn’t get the value out of them at all.

That’s what’s so damn frustrating: wasted money.

3. Wasted Energy

I’ll keep this one short because it’s already a long post. But the last thing about this week that’s been frustrating is when you make plans to do something with friends and put energy into planning and getting things set up, only to have them cancel at the last minute.

So, I guess what I’m trying to say is that it looks to be like tonight’s activities will consist of a Friends marathon and a large glass of wine…or three.

Hopefully tomorrow will hold something a little more fun and a little less frustrating.

Until next time,

C. Brooks

Flipping the Switch

I may have said this before, but I feel like there’s a switch that gets flipped as soon as you graduate from college.

Let’s call it the “I’m getting too old for this shit” switch.

Every now and again I’ll do something or go somewhere I used to love in college and the switch will flip–just like that.

Now, I’m not talking about things I used to do as a little baby freshman in college, like drinking a whole bottle of UV Blue and then not being able to even glance at a bottle of it without gagging. Or even when I would go to a house party of a friend-of a friend-of a friend, only to get rejected after being asked, “who do you even know here?”

I’m talking about things that I used to do senior year –as in last year–that signal the switch to flip.

For instance, I’ll head out to my old favorite college bar with some friends (who are still in college, by the way) and look around thinking that there’s no reason for people to be shotgunning Redbulls or wear those damn cranberry colored shorts with chambray or blue Ralph Lauren Polo button-downs. And you know as soon as you look at them that there’s a good chance they’re a Roman numeral boy with a membership to the country club and a key to daddy’s Range Rover. The switch just flips and I’m outta there.

It also switches with the boys I date.

When I’m at a boy’s apartment and I’m staring at a Kim Kardashian poster circa the early 2000s or a flag tacked on the wall, I can’t help but get the sudden urge to run. And run far.

Or if I have to sit on a so-called “chair” that’s actually a bean bag, I’m running like the wind out of that place, no matter how adorable that boy might be.

Maybe it’s just because I’m no longer in college and have experienced actual real, bill paying, 401k investing, cooking things that are not from a box, life.

There are some days when I wish I could go back, but then I remember all the things that made me flip the switch and I think that some things are better left in the past.

Until next time,

C. Brooks

Wise Words Wednesday – DIY

Good morning, Wise Word seekers!

Today’s Wise Words are all about DIY-ing. That’s right, because to get something done right, you usually have to do it yourself.


Now, I could go all cheerleader on you, but I won’t because it’s still early and my morning caffeine hasn’t quite kicked in yet.

For those of you that want the no-nonsense Wise Words message, all I’m going to say is you’ve got to hustle hard to make your own momentum. It takes a shit-ton of work (and caffiene!) to get something going and keep it going.

Don’t be afraid to do the work.

Although, for those of you who want and like the cheerleader-ish pep talk about creating your own momentum, this is the best I can muster with such a short supply of coffee in my system.

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Until next time and, hopefully, I’ll have had enough coffee before then,

C. Brooks

Be a Better Baker

Goooooood Monday morning!!

Now despite what the title of my post says, this is not about how to become the best Betty Crocker you could ever be. Although, now that I think about it, that post could definitely come in handy too for when I become a housewife/trophy wife combo.

Juuuuuuust kidding.


Anywho, this is all about Monday’s Makeup baking technique. You may be thinking, “I’d prefer to not bake anything onto my face, thankyouverymuch.” But seriously, y’all, it’s the best makeup technique I’ve learned in a long time.

First, you’ll need these components:

  • Concealer #1 – I use Urban Decay’s 24/7 Concealer Pencil in FBI (each pencil color is named after a concealed government agency –they’re so cheeky, it kills me)
  • Concealer #2 – I use Mary Kay’s Concealer in Beige 1
  • Translucent Powder – I use Laura Mercier’s Translucent Loose Setting Powder and she gets all the praise emojis because, sweet baby Jesus, this stuff is good.
  • beautyblender – can be found anywhere from Sephora to Target in the beauty supplies area.


    Da, da, da, daaaaaaaaaaaaaaa: I give you the beautyblender

  • Wedge Sponge – again, just head over to your neighborhood Target and pick yourself up some.
  • Makeup brush – I use a Contour Brush, but as long as it’s not a huge blush brush or Kabuki brush, it should work just fine.

The baking technique is going to give you ultimate coverage of your dark under eye circles and a good base for your blush and bronzer.

First, draw a triangle underneath your eye with Concealer #1. The point of the triangle should come to just the top of your cheekbone. Blend in the concealer with the the pad of your middle finger and stop just under your creases below your bottom lash line.

Then, place just a bit of Concealer #2 on the darkest part of your under eyes, usually on my orbital bone, and then sweep out with the pad of your middle finger. This is totally optional and only creates more coverage if you feel like you need it, but you can totally stop at one layer of concealer if you’d like. You do you, lady!

After, take the pointed part of your damp beautyblender and gently press and swipe your concealer into your skin to create more coverage. This is where you’ll sweep the beautyblender in upward strokes to get those under eye creases we were avoiding earlier.

Now time to bake!

Take your wedge sponge again and dampen it just a bit, and dip the base of the dampened wedge into the translucent powder. You really want a good heaping of powder on your skin, enough to see it still sitting on top.

You’ll put this thick layer of powder wherever you put your concealer. Leave it on for 5-10 minutes.

While you wait, I usually move onto doing my eye makeup and finishing my hair. Feel free to move about because the powder isn’t going anywhere. Trust.

I also like to put the same layering on my chin, right between my eyebrows, the bridge of my nose and just above my jawline so that I’ll have good highlighting for when I contour my face a bit.

The whole premise behind this technique is that the powder will “bake” onto your skin and give you more lasting coverage from your concealer and also give you smooth, photo-finish skin.

After the 5-10 minute wait, take your makeup brush and go to your spots covering the concealer and gently brush off the excess while using small strokes to also blend it into your skin. Continue doing this for all the spots on your face that you put the powder on.

You can also go back and blend the powder in under your eyes and around your face with the beautyblender.

Afterwards, you should have a lovely matte complexion and a smooth palate to put blush on or finish contouring.

If you want more guidance, I love this tutorial from makeup genius, Heidi Hamound.

Until next time my fellow bakers,

C. Brooks

Wise Words Wednesday – The Truth Always Comes Out

Boys think they’re so goddamn clever.

At lunch today, I’m sitting with my guy friends and they are talking about how “smooth they are with the ladies.”

But actually. They talk like this. I know, I feel for their moms too.

It’s all about games with these little shits.

“I don’t need to text her back right away. I turned off the read receipts so she doesn’t know if I’ve read it or not. Responding right away looks needy; you always gotta make her wait it out.”

Now, if you’ve rolled your eyes at least once by now, you’re already better person than I am. Because at the lunch table, I’m pretty sure my eyeroll setting was on repeat.

I’m not known to keep quiet when I have an opinion, so I just blurt out, “We. Know. We always know.”

They continue to argue with me and think they’re some James Bond or shit within the dating scene. But all I want to tell them is the quote that my mom has instilled in me since I was a wee-one:


Now, I would never, ever date either of these boys, but I can’t help but wonder if most all boys think like this when they date.

Even with this thought, I’m not afraid.

I don’t want to sound sexist, but women can outsmart just about anyone. We (most likely) grew up with some catty bitches and know how to deal with manipulative games.

These boys think they’re so damn clever to turn off their read receipts on their phones, but, for example, they forget all about their little games when they check their Snapchats.


Obviously she knows you’ve been ignoring her texts if you’re on your damn phone checking your Snapchats!! It tells you when they’ve been opened!!

Or when they’ve posted something on Facebook or accessed it with their mobile phones.

Now, I’m not saying this to sound stalker-like, I’m just saying that ignoring someone’s texts is pointless. Point. Less.

Social media makes it all the more difficult to play these dating games, so why do people think they can still do it?

Because they think they’re some pseudo-James Bonds, that’s why. But now the jig is up.

Give it up boys; we’re not going to wait forever.

Until next time,

C. Brooks