Chipotle Shrimp Twice-Baked Sweet Potatoes
Shopping thoughts lately:
A. If my Target would put in a Starbucks, I could go ahead and move in.
B. The fact that I got out of Target without leaving my phone on a shelf somewhere where I was smelling 800 scented candles, evaluating whether or not I’m a “water carafe” kind of person, or hypocritically judging people who would buy fake succulents (I literally own fake succulents, but cognitive dissonance…) was a miracle. #ADHD
Easy Chicken Shawarma
Wait wait wait. Just take a second to make sure you read that title right. This post is not about why you should not foster a rescue dog. It’s about why you should not not foster a rescue dog.
You’re probably thinking that I could’ve made things easier and just called it, “Why You Should Foster a Rescue Dog,” but that’s not quite right. What kept me from fostering for a long time isn’t that I needed reasons to do it. Instead, I needed someone to tell me why all my worries about fostering were silly. In other words, I needed reasons that I should not not do it.
So what is fostering a rescue dog, anyway? Fostering isn’t just a nice way to give a dog some time in a home before he’s adopted — it literally saves lives. Many animal rescues don’t have a central facility where dogs are kept, or if they do, it gets full very quickly. This means they can’t rescue dogs from animal shelters (where they’re at risk of being euthanized) unless people volunteer to foster them. Fostering is caring for a dog or cat in your home. You take it to vet visits, play with it, feed it, do basic training. All of this is paid for by the rescue. All that’s required of you is your time and attention. The reasons to become a foster parent are obvious: you save an animal’s life, you get kitty or pup snuggles, and it’s all for free!
But I can hear the objections popping up in your head. They popped up in my head, too. So here’s why you should not not foster a dog:
Chile Baked Salmon with Lime Butter
In case you’ve never experienced social anxiety, here’s a handy snapshot of it:
While I place my order for a sandwich at my local coffee shop, I make eye contact with the cashier to be polite. The eye contact flusters me, though, so I immediately look down and pretend my wallet is very interesting. The counter next to me is also intriguing. The floor is simply fascinating.
While the cashier scans my card, I worry about whether or not my face looks weird and whether or not I’m doing the right thing with my hands. What’s the right thing to do with your hands? I don’t know, but probably not whatever I’m doing. I shuffle them every few seconds to try to increase the likelihood that they’ll be doing the right thing whenever someone glances. Or, wait, does that decrease the likelihood? I stop shuffling. I start again.
Once my order is placed, I sit down in a booth with a sigh of relief and wait for them to call my name when my sandwich is ready. But something is bothering me. I’m a little deaf and it’s kind of loud in here. What if I can’t hear them call my name? My brain conveniently replays a full technicolor memory of a time I did miss my name being called at a restaurant and was snarked at, which made me want to melt into a storm drain and live out the rest of my life as the inconspicuous layer of sewer scum that I apparently was. So that was pleasant.
Salmon Tacos with Cilantro-Lime Slaw
This post is going to be a midweek sob fest, so let me reassure you before we begin: there’s a taco recipe at the end! And the tacos are super quick and so delicious that Mike and I have eaten them for dinner four nights in a row! It’s all gonna be okay!
Now for the depressing story. I love Susie’s Senior Dogs, an organization that advertises senior rescue dogs on social media to increase their chances of getting adopted. Yesterday they shared Kooper, a deformed dog with many health issues at the overwhelmed and underfunded high-kill Miami-Dade Animal Shelter. Kooper immediately won my heart because of how sweet he seemed despite his unhappy circumstances.
5-Minute Sesame Shrimp
This is the first of two quick and simple posts to show you toppings for the amazing Paleo Scallion Pancake I posted yesterday. These shrimp were incredible on the pancake and I can also imagine them being wonderful served with rice or cauliflower rice. Whether you use them as a condiment or a full meal, be prepared to have your socks knocked off. I can’t believe a recipe this simple tastes this good.
