Green Chi Tuesdays

Meg here and I feel sick. Look, don't get all on my ass for not being a vegetarian. I tried it for 3 years and my anemia kicked in and I looked and felt awful. I'm not blasting meat eater's. I used to run an event planning business that catered to a ton of A-List celebs. Before I would even do a party for them I would force them to write a hefty check to the local dog rescue organizations. I LOVE ANIMALS. Every time I come home my dogs greet me like I'm a Beatle. Animals are wonderful and we all live on this planet but I do understand human need.

Sweetassgal here feeling under the weather and under a cloud.  Unfortunately...I have joined our nations 12% and have been officially unemployed for over a week now due to a layoff.  The cherry on my fudge sundae?  I've been sick ever since and it's just been miserable.  But the good news is I don't have to take sick time and I don't have to worry about calling in to work!  

I have the kind of lingering head and chest cold that would prompt my Grandpa Henry to slather my chest with a stinky mustard plaster and blast the humidifier at me coated in Mentholatum.  GOOD times those we're...but he meant well and was just trying to take care of me with any good ole' fashioned remedy he had at his disposal.  Sometimes I think those "down home" remedies have more going for them then all the antibiotics and super pills of today ever could.  At least I don't recall him standing over me with a palm full of mustard plaster emanating legal jargon and telling me that prolonged use of muster plaster could cause side effects such as hair loss, excess flatulence, flame shooting urination, weight gain, liver damage, toe fungus, feminine itching, Tourette's Syndrome, and sudden urge to bark and chase cars.  MY GOD half the time the cure's side effects sound worse than the symptom they are trying to relieve!!

Sweetassgal here today SO excited to get to tell you about an organic option of lip gloss that is both affordable and absolutely delectable to apply.  I typically tend to gravitate towards lipsticks because I need full coverage for my tiny little lips to even show up but sometimes I just don't feel like having full lips on.  This is when I tend to reach for my EOS lip balm to satisfy my need for soft lips with that great little tingle.  With today’s product I get the best of BOTH worlds...and even a few perks I wouldn't have thought of in a lip gloss.  It should be noted I'm extremely protective of my glosses, with good reason.

When I was in the second grade my mother and I shared a house on a hilltop with a beautiful friend of hers and her three year old son, Cody.  Cody was...precocious...to say the least and me being a full four years older and vastly more mature than him, was often left to care for him while dinner was being made or entertain him while the adults were doing "adult stuff".  This usually culminated in me nearly puking over changing a diaper or screaming bloody murder because he had once AGAIN decided what was mine was his.  Not untypical in any big sister/little brother type relationship but Cody not only wanted to take my stuff...he wanted to EAT my stuff.  

Sweetassgal here wishing everyone a WONDERFUL Groundhog's day!  Silly holiday I know but I've always loved that Bill Murray movie and often think... what kind of day would I like to live over and over again?  It's easy... this past Saturday with my Sweetassguy.

For those of you who live in a cave in Sac town (and those of you who just plain don't live here) we have a small but infamous burger joint known as the "Squeeze Inn". For over 30 years now residents near and far have been making the trek to this tiny little haven of burger perfection to "squeeze in" to one of their 12... you heard me... 12 stools that line the counter of this itty-bitty-booty-committee eatery. Big or little booty... that's all the real estate you get to belly up to the best burger around. 

Featured on the Food Network, in Guy Fieri's new Diner book and in many issues of Sacramento's "Best of" the Squeeze Inn is an institution that is being squeezed OUT of their current small and not easily handicapped accessible location to move to a larger place in just one week. Knowing this we took the jaunt from West Roseville to South Sac (no easy drive I'll say) so I could experience “The Squeeze” in all of its original glory.  We got there early to avoid the crowd and I'm glad we did because within minutes of me ordering my first "Squeeze with Cheese" people began descending en masse and the wait for the perfect cheese busting burger was building to its frenzied finale.

There is was before me... a 1/3 pound all beef patty covered in just about as much cheese melted and fried to a crispy cheese ring (or cheese skirt as they call it) all around my burger! I had to break off sheets of the cheese, fold them in half and eat like a quesadilla with no tortilla just to get to my burger.  Then the BURGER! Oh good LORD the burger.  It couldn't get any better than this. But I was in for one more surprise.

Sweetassgal here remembering something a girl NEVER forgets... her first movie with a nude scene! Don't worry... it was NOTHING compared to today's standards but in the summer of 1981 when my family went to see a good ole' David versus Goliath flick otherwise known as "Clash of the Titans"... my closest boy cousin and I were exposed to the sight of a naked Andromeda's backside as she exited her bath surrounded by her handmaidens and draped in very sheer Grecian gauze. Completely SHOCKED I announced to my mother (who quickly covered my eyes and my Aunt covered my cousins') and to the ENTIRE audience of the Broadway Twin Theater that "MOMMIE I can see her BUTT!" Needless to say we didn't show our faces in that movie house for quite some time after that. In fact, I'm pretty sure my mom didn't brave the cinema with me for some time unless the flick was preceded by... "Walt Disney Presents". Hence my lifelong obsession with big ears. But that's a subject for another day.
 
So where am I going with this for Green Chi Tuesdays you may ask?  Well, the lovely Andromeda's bare bum aside, I've ALWAYS been fascinated by anything exotic and foreign. Greek tragedy and drama aside (and WHO doesn't LOVE anything romantic and tragic!) I can never resist a treasure from a foreign land. I have high standards when it comes to the things I take into my heart and therefore I can only give away so much for fear that the Krakon will demand the sacrifice of my earthly body to appease his hunger lest my homeland be ravaged by his unearthly thirst for destruction. Just kidding... nothing that exciting ever happens in my home town... but Clash of the Titans WAS held over three whole weeks and until E.T. came the following summer I had nothing else to play with my cousins and honestly I was getting pretty sick of wearing my brown cinnamon roll inspired wig and exclaiming the words "Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi, you're my only hope!"
 
So what foreign treasure has captured my heart along with my love of early 80's pop culture science fiction which I have so obviously forced the readers of Megsmakeup to relive? It's Zakia's Morocco 100% Pure Argan Oil. Even Aphrodite the Greek Goddess of beauty herself would covet this deliciously gorgeous oil from her mysterious geographic neighbor to the south. Argan Oil, a precious commodity made from the fruit of the Argan tree, is known the world over for it's restorative and moisturizing properties for both skin and hair. 

"At Zakia's Morocco, we use only the very finest ingredients.  All of our oils are 100% pure and organic.  We never doctor nor cut our oils with any inferior base oils. We work closely with our suppliers who work directly with the women's cooperatives in the Agadir region."