Dreaming of Sevilla

Granada

Palace of Alcazar, SevillaI’ve been thinking a lot about Sevilla, Spain recently. I went there for four months during college for an international internship and I’ve wanted to go back ever since. As strange as this may sound, I feel like I left a little bit of my heart and soul there and it’s been wandering around ever since I left. That’s been over 4 years ago. It’s time to go back. My heart aches to be in the city again and see all the sights that had become so familiar to me.

I’ve actually been looking at different opportunities to travel back to Spain and live in Sevilla for a period of time. There’s a teaching English program through LanguageCorps that I found and I’ve been considering that. I would go back in May, do a 4-week intensive teaching English course and then find a job at one of the local schools for the summer and fall months.

Lindsey in SevillaI could also just do my social media management and freelancing, all of which is remote and can be done with a laptop and wifi, while I travel back there.

I’m open for different opportunities to bring me back to Sevilla, whether they’re through an organization/company, or I make my own opportunity. All I know is, I need to go back. I have to. Something is calling me in Sevilla and I don’t quite what it is or what it’s for…but I know I can’t ignore the flame that has been burning slowly, almost unnoticed, for the past several years.

So far, through my research, one-way tickets to Madrid aren’t outrageously expensive for next May. I have enough JetBlue points (thank you Universe) to get me back to JFK where I would catch a one-way flight to Madrid and then take a train down to Sevilla. I would prefer a train because 1) I’m not a huuuuuge fan of flying  2) By the time I got through customs, into the domestic terminal, caught a short flight to Seville, took a taxi into the city…I almost feel like it would be the same amount of time/effort as if I just took a train. lol. And besides, I want to see the landscape from Madrid to Sevilla, since I never travelled north of Sevilla.

Granada

View from La Alhambra in Granada

Ahhhh. I can’t wait until I’m back :)

I found this video that I must’ve watched 1,000 times before I went to Sevilla the first time in college. Watching it now I started crying…that song will forever be connected to Spain for me. It’s beautiful.

Quick and easy chicken tacos

Quick, Easy Chicken Tacos

Quick, Easy Chicken TacosOne of my favorite parts about the weekend is that I am home for breakfast, lunch and (usually) dinner. I always make my meals throughout the week and take a meal-prepped lunch to work, but there is something really fun and relaxing about cooking on the weekend. It gives me a little time to experiment and make what I’m craving.

Today, that was chicken tacos.

I had all the ingredients in my fridge, because I had made chicken tacos and a chicken taco salad earlier in the week.

And because I had all the ingredients here and ready to go, my lunch was made in about 10 minutes. #winning

Ingredients:

  1. Corn tortillas*
  2. Salsa*
  3. Avocados
  4. Lettuce
  5. Chicken (I used a roast chicken from the grocery store)
  6. Black beans*

Quick and healthy chicken tacos

*When buying these things, look for brands with the least amount of ingredients. For example, corn tortillas, I used organic corn tortillas with just water, stoneground organic yellow corn flower and lime. Avoid brands that have a paragraph-long ingredient list. That’s bull shit. Seriously. Why the hell do you need 20 ingredients to make corn tortillas or salsa. My salsa is from a local ‘mom and pop’ Mexican restaurant here in the city and is made with fresh ingredients (no weird fillers, sugars or chemicals…because, again, WHY.) When getting black beans, just get…black beans. I noticed some brands add “spices” and “flavors” to it. Ew, no. Just get the plain black beans dammit.

#rantover

Directions:

Quick, healthy chicken tacosI turned my oven on to “bake” at 400º and placed 2 tortillas on the rack, so they could heat and crisp up a bit.

After about 5-7 minutes, they were cooked/heated to my liking and I placed them on the plate.

From there I mashed 1/4 of an avocado on each tortilla. (You can use less if you want, I’m just an avocado, healthy fats/oils fanatic.) Then I placed the lettuce leaves on that (so they’d sort of stick lol). Topped it with black beans, salsa and pieces of roast chicken. Added a little sea salt and pepper and lunch was served!

Super yummy :)

You can do any variation of this if you want, make them vegetarian, add cheese, etc. Whatever you like. These tacos are delicious and made with whole food ingredients.
You can easily make this into a taco salad by putting all of those ingredients into a bowl of mixed greens. You can crumble a crispy corn tortilla on top, or omit it completely.

Healthy Chicken Tacos

What are your favorite taco recipes?

Pearls of Wisdom: The Dangers of Flight

Pearl Fails At Flight

Pearl Fails At FlightHi, my name is Pearl O’Connor and today I scared the living bejeezus out of my mom.

She was taking me to my favorite spot on top of the fridge, where I can feel super tall and sing to my reflection in the microwave door, and I got a little overzealous about getting there…and in a fit of passionate birdie enthusiasm, I took flight off mom’s shoulder, forgetting that for the past 15 years I haven‘t been able to fly. Well, needless to say, I missed my mark, rammed into the fridge and fell down with a thud on the kitchen floor. It was a big thud and I got the birdie wind knocked out of me pretty bad.

For the next 15 minutes or so, I was breathing with my beak half-open and my eye-lids were semi-shut. I think this freaked mom out, because in the 15 years she’s been my mom, I’ve never done this. I mean, she kept holding me close to her face, kissing me, asking what was wrong and this weird wet stuff was coming from her eye-balls. I mean, I knew I was fine, I was just more embarrassed that I had failed at flight.

Anyways, I’m fine now, but mom keeps looking at me like I might explode. She’s been carrying me around this entire morning. It’s getting annoying. I mean, I just want to eat and poop in peace!

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For those of you who don’t know, Pearl is my birdie of 15 years…you can find out a little more about him here.

Anyone else have funny bird/pet stories they want to share!? I’d love to hear :)

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Business cards, job titles and pufferfish

I was on a high from (FINALLY) publishing my first post last night, so I decided to ride that wave of awesome and continue to get shizzle done today. To-do’s that I’ve been dawdling on for a while.

*insert sheepish foot circles here*

Unfortunately this morning I was riding that wave a liiiiiiittle too hard and in my fit of passionate enthusiasm, like a small child on Christmas morning, I took a sip of my coffee right after it had been brewed.

Which, for those of you (saints) who don’t drink coffee, this is a time when the coffee is really effing hot. Something I should’ve recognized by the full steam facial I got as I was bringing the cup up to my mouth to take that first, fateful sip.

I’m getting sidetracked.

Anyways, a burned tongue, although causing me to talk with a heavy lisp today, did not deter me from my mission of getting shit done.

First on the agenda: business cards.

Again, something I’ve been putting off and getting caught up in the design/aesthetics of. Is that too frilly? That looks too corporate. Are those colors really me? WHAT SHOULD MY JOB TITLE BE!?

I had a heated debate with myself over whether this would be an appropriate choice.

I have my beautiful BA in Journalism (and no, “BA” does not stand for “Badass” in this case unfortunately). I’ve dappled with social media and I’m a certified holistic health coach. I’m also currently taking a 9-week course in social media management, something I’m really interested in pursuing because I like that kind of work, it’s usually remote, it pays well and would allow me to fulfill my current plan of traveling and living abroad in Sevilla, Spain and throughout Europe next summer and fall.

Anyways, I finally settled on Social Media Manager (a little premature maybe, but one can pretend), Writer and Freelancer (because I do freelance writing stuffs.)

But this was not after I’d gone through several other options of job titles:

  1. 12th in line to the English throne
  2. Trevor Noah’s future wife
  3. Freemason
  4. PSL Basic Bitch
  5. CFO of my budget
  6. Bird Whisperer, specializing in Cockatiel dialects
  7. Donald Trump Campaign Advisor
  8. Award-Winning Pufferfishsmooth-puffer-fish
    Although any of those would get me hired in an instant (who wouldn’t want a Freemasonic Basic Pufferfish Bitch writing their social media and website content?), SMM, Writer and Freelancer fit best into the 2 x 2 pixels they allowed for me to write my job title.

And to sign off for today, I found this on the inter webs. PSL anyone? 200_s
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It’s my first post…time to shimmy in celebration.

Lindsey on Motorcycle, Spiritual Badass

I spent a disgustingly large amount of time setting up this blog. Like, I got to the point where I was in tears, about ready to tear my hair out and pitch my computer out the fire escape doorway into the street below.

It was partly my OCD, lack of WordPress/design skills and procrastination coming from a place of fear and uncertainty about this blog.

See, I’ve started blogs in the past that have died a natural death or haven’t gotten past the first post. Like, I lose interest or give up after a while. I think I have that subconscious feeling of “Oh, I’m going to fail again,” or “Nobody is going to read this, so why bother.”

Well, I am the only one that can say whether I fail or succeed, so I choose success. And if nobody is going to read this then, glory hallelujah, I can write whatever the fuck I want.

Lindsey on Motorcycle, Spiritual BadassAnyways, I have big visions, ideas and passion for this blog and what I want it to become. But I was letting a little shittle thing like picking out a theme stand in the way of publishing my genius.

Another thing I should point out: I’m sarcastic. Take most all comments of mine with a grain of salt. Oh, and I swear. A lot.

So, rather than chucking my computer out the fire escape, I decided to get up, stretch and get a glass of wine.

And now here I am, glass (and a half) of wine in hand and I’ve FINALLY chillaxed enough to choose a god damn theme, be pleased with it and WRITE MY FIRST POST.

Oh em gee.

I’m pretty sure I’m not going to get anything super important or inspirational out tonight, so I guess I’ll entertain with some “fun facts” that you won’t find on my “About Page.” Well, maybe you will, I haven’t written it yet, so anything is possible.

  1. I have a weird obsession with hashtags. Not like purposeful, let-me-use-these-accurately hashtags, like the awkward hashtagging. Things that shouldn’t be hashtagged, I hashtag. I sometimes hashtag a hashtag. #badassiknow
  2. GIFs and Memes are hilarious and I will be using them on my blog. You know the kind of shit BuzzFeed writes with all their GIFs? LOVE IT.Bad Luck Brian Hunger Games
  3. I have an eclectic taste in music. I’m currently jamming to Electro Swing (didn’t know that was a thing until The Great Gatsby came out a few years ago), but I am a walking singing encyclopedia of show tunes, a HUGE fan of Pitbull (“Fireball,” anyone?), a Mumford & Sons adorer, classical music enthusiast, and can I grind dance along with everyone else to club/house music. Truly depends on my mood.
  4. Me and PearlI have a bird named Pearl. He is my baby of 15 years. A cockatiel. The current love of my life. Which brings me to the next fact…
  5. #singlesallyfordayz. I’m not saying I’m opposed to a relationship, I just happen to be more of an independent/free-spirit. But I am currently plotting a way to meet Trevor Noah, have the two of us fall in love and live happily ever after. What? He’s cute, sexy, smart, funny, the host of The Daily Show AND he has an accent. That is one fine package.
  6. I’m 25 and living in San Francisco. I was born/raised in San Diego and actually plan to move back there before too long. San Fran is awesome, just not my city.Lindsey In Young Frankenstein
  7. I am a really good singer, dancer and actor. Seriously. It’s rare that I openly compliment myself, but I’m actually quite good at all three of those things. Nothing that I’ve ever done in my life has ever matched the passion and love I have for musical theatre. Audition to final performance, I love every second of it.

Thaaaaat’s about it for now.

Well, I guess if you’re still reading I should say what my purpose for this blog is:

To make you laugh. To make you smile. To encourage you to go out and explore. Explore yourself from the inside out. Explore the world because, if not NOW, then when? To encourage you to embrace your inner voice and wisdom. To live your truth and do what is right and most important to you.

If it makes YOU happy and fulfilled, if it’s aligned with YOUR truth, if you can support yourself doing it and you’re doing good for the world in one way or another, my answer will always be: Well, go fucking do it.

I have a huge fear of looking back on my life and feeling regret for things I did not do. Things I didn’t try. Seriously, I get panicky and start to cry sometimes over the thought of being 50 years old and looking back on my twenties and wishing I had done something while I had the chance and desire to.

There’s no “right” path in life. Yes, there is the “social norm.” But not everyone has to do that. The only “right” path in life is the one that fulfills you, makes you happy and is aligned with your inner voice and truth. End of story.

Be true to you. Live your life to the fullest in the present moment. Don’t wait. Don’t put anything off until later…because you don’t know if that “later” will ever happen.

Not to get all morbid and down, I’m just being real.

And now that I went from talking about GIFs to the fact that we all could potentially die tomorrow….

AHEM. *chugs wine*

I’m open to conversations. Questions. Growing a community of awesome people. Having people join together in the adventurous journey of life.

Love you all already….even though my blog hasn’t gotten one view….yet.

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