Wednesday, October 16, 2013

You're cordially invited to my pity party

This is my pity pie. It's ten parts marshmallow creme to five parts chocolate and it'll kill you if consumed in one sitting. (I'm guessing).
I wish I had the brain that came up with this, but I won't even pretend to be that domestic goddess-y. It actually came from here and it's been my best friend since I found it. Confession: I don't love LOVE s'mores, but I do love LOVE LOVE this pie.

And, yes, you may have noticed the pie in the link is way more photogenic, but making things look rustic is kind of my specialty. 

Besides, this isn't a recipe post.

This is a gosh-darn pity me post. (I promised my mom I wouldn't use "god damn" anymore).

Everything has come together this week to make me miserable. It's my (close your ears) lady time, the job situation seems more hopeless than ever and I ran out of crème brûlée to eat (as if that wouldn't make you upset). 

But I'm going to guess no one actually accepted an invite to this party so I'll just go eat my pie in the corner and be glad I don't have to feel too guilty about it since Jill-Jill Michaels (as I call her) has also become my best friend.

I've moved on to level 2 of her 30 Day Shred, and it makes me feel good to see that even the fit ladies (I definitely have a crush on Natalie) behind her work up a sweat doing it. Who doesn't enjoy panting and grunting like you're on your last breath for 20 minutes every day? I can't believe some women pair this shit with other exercises. No thank you.

But because I like to be helpful in everything I do (and because my DIY label has been getting pretty dusty), I've laid out some ground rules for having the best pity party ever.

1. Guilt all your friends into coming (and ideally the whole internet).
2. Don't actually provide any food or drinks, so everyone is as miserable as you.
3. Take into account your friends musical tastes and then play the exact opposite of that.
4. Write a long list of grievances and then recite it for those gathered. For hours.
5. Provide a party favor of nothing. Just an empty bag as a metaphor for everyone's empty lives.

Best party ever.



  1. i will gladly come to your pity part if that pie is involved. no questions asked. and no guilting necessary.

  2. I would definitely come to this party because that looks delicious.

  3. Haha, your rules for a pity party are the best :) Though I really would love to have a slice of that pie! PS: Congrats on level 2! And seriously, seeing Natalie sweating makes me feel really good about myself !

  4. I completed the 30 Day Shred and loved the motivation I got from the girls struggling too! I thought Level 2 was the hardest level too, so good luck on completing it! Don't get me wrong, Level 3 is no walk in the park... but it's just a notch lower on the intensity level!

    And oh my goodness that pie. I am so in attendance of this party.