Food Review: Homemade Mushroom Fettuccini Alfredo

*DISCLAIMER: this is just my opinion. no paid writing here.
I picked up some ingredients to try a new type of pasta: mushroom alfredo. I wanted to try something different, using vegetable fettuccini noodles, Bertolli Creamy Basil Alfredo sauce (and for my bowl of pasta): Mushrooms. I got the water for the noodles started because that takes a while to heat up and boil.  As soon as that got started I warmed up the alfredo sauce, and fried up the mushrooms using butter (you can use oil if you want to, we just didn't have oil on stock this time). Drain the noodles once you cook them (3-5 minutes for fettuccini noodles.) stir in the sauce. and what do you know, some good alfredo.

Ingredients:

1 Small Container of mushrooms (optional)

1 packet of Veggie Fettuccini noodles (makes two large servings, with the bag of noodles i got, Pasta Valente brand)

1 jar Bertolli Creamy Basil Alfredo (more if you're feeding a larger group)

info:

Generic homemade alfredo according to my fitness pal:

472 calories, 42 carbs, 13 fat, 47 protein, 0 sugar

Health Rating: 3.5/5
Taste Rating: 5/5
Overall Rating: 4.25/5

Foreign Goodies

Ito En Oi Ocha unsweetened green tea

0 calories, carbs, sugars, and 20 sodium.

Definitely will not get again. It has this weird taste, and aftertaste. Will drink the rest, but it's a no from me. I can honestly say this is the first product of Japan that I do not like.

Taste Rating: 0/5

Health Rating: 5/5

Overall Rating: 2.5/5

ASSI Brand Sac Sac Grape Soda/Juice

125 Calories, 31 Carbs, 31 Sugar, 0 Protein, 55 Sodium

Tastes like grape juice. Which I approve of. Will get it again considering it only costed me like 99 cents. Will pick up a stock of it next time I shop.

Taste Rating: 5/5

Health Rating: 2.5/5

Overall Rating: 3.75/5

ASSI Brand Sac Sac Orange Juice

130 Calories, 30 Carbs, 30 Sugar, 0 Protein, 40 Sodium

Orangey but there was a few solid pulp-like things in my juice. Not to assume it's going to be like this in every can of this juice. I will reluctantly try this again on the assumption there will be no gummy pulp in it next time.

Health Rating: 2.5/5

Taste Rating: 3.5/5

Overall Rating: 3/5

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Peter and I have gone a while with rawing, that I suspect that I'm pregnant. Well, Peter and I want a child of our own. We were low-key trying to conceive. As I haven't felt that great, I went to the store with him and he picked up cold essentials, while I look for pregnancy tests. I try to hide them I would be buying them separately.
So we get home, Peter makes me some soup, he's such a caring husband. Yes husband, we had a courthouse marriage. I go upstairs to our bathroom to take the tests. Test 1: positive. Test 2: positive. Test 3: positive. It's official I'm pregnant. Now to tell my man. I go downstairs carefully not to make noise so he doesn't hear me. I sneak up on Pete.
"Honey, we need to talk." "oh shit are you ...." I give him the positive tests.
"We're having a baby Peter!"
He was so emotional, in a good way of course. He holds my little bump, which isn't even a bump yet.
"I'm going to protect you and our child. Here have soup, seeing our little one may be hungry."
So we sit down to have soup. Luckily I scheduled an appointment within 2-3 weeks to see how the baby is doing and get our first sonogram. We're not going to announce to anyone until we get our first sonogram. Not even his eldest daughters.
So two weeks later, Pete and I show up to see a picture of our little peanut. Peter held my hand the whole time.
"Our little peanut is so wiggly, it's adorable." I look at Peter and smiled. "You're gonna be a good father to your third child."
So he takes me home, with the sonograph in our hand. We are excited to tell everyone. So we get home, Peter calls his eldest children the news. They were excited that they were going to have a little sibling.
I was exhausted. Peter has really stepped up. He doesn't want me to hurt myself, in result losing the baby we wanted so badly.
A few weeks later my bump has become a prominent bump; considering I was 16 weeks at this point. Somehow I felt baby Buck kicking. I call Peter over because I felt our child kicking. I wanted him to feel him or her moving inside of me.
KICK KICK. "aww sweetheart, our baby is getting restless.
So I then all of a sudden crave pasta. That's been my go to craving with our child. They are gonna be a pasta lover for sure. Peter then cooks this wonderful alfredo with shrimp. Yes shrimp. I crave shrimp like my mother craved it when she was pregnant with me.  I also made sure I ate healthy for 2/3 of the day because all carbs and junk were no good for a developing baby.
After dinner Peter and I decide to cuddle, and discuss names for our child.
For a girl, I thought of Alexandra, Olivia, Carlee. For a little boy, Alexander, Ryan, Caden, Oliver. We were still up in the air. Like at 20 weeks we can go find out what sex our baby is going to be but I'm so nervous it's almost like I want to remain unknowing until they are born, and just come up with sex neutral names like Alex, Ryan.
Well now that I'm 24 weeks along, we know the sex of the baby. Pete and I are unsure if we want to reveal the sex of our child; or to keep clothing/nursery themes/toys sex neutral. We know we're having a little boy. Peter wanted a son for a long time, and considering I never had a brother; I'm happy we're having a boy. To us he feels like an Oliver Ryan to us. That's what we're naming him. So I sit down to knit; yes knit a baby blanket and booties, and a hat. We ultimately decided on a gender reveal; but not those extra ass parties people throw. we're just gonna take an updated pic of Oliver, and announce in blue and green "IT"S A BOY". We're obviously announcing to close friends and family first. then everyone else later. My sister was elated that she was going to have a nephew of her own to spoil him in every way. She offered to plan and host my baby shower. That's how excited she is.
The days have gone by, and Pete and I were awaiting the arrival of our handsome little peanut, Oliver. Peter has sang to the little guy, and I was doing everything right. So baby shower is tomorrow. Everything is set up. No stress. I do feel slight contractions though. Nothing to worry about. Everyone showed up to our shower. I'm all happy, as Peter is holding me. Holding my bump. We're finally sitting down after greeting our guests. So the gift giving commences. First gift was from my aunt and cousin. A bunch of pacifiers and bottles. With it labeled baby boy and little man on the bottles and pacis. After that my contractions started to get a bit stronger; but still nothing to worry about. Next gift was from Peter's eldest daughters: a bunch of cute clothing for our little man.
We also received diapers, wipes, a stroller/a legitimately safe car seat duo. Nursing supplies, spit up blankets. I'd say about a half an hour goes by, Peter notices a wet spot. "Baby I think your water broke." I look down and I told him to get me to the hospital now. I then told him about the contractions I was having. So he got me and the carseat into the car. Everyone was in shock that I was going into labor. Peter told everyone he'd call them once little Oliver is born, because I'd prefer only me, Peter, and the doctors in the room while giving birth anyways.
So doctors then examined me once I got to the hospital. They said " you're about 7 inches dilated; I think in about 2 hours you should be good to go to push." So I am in BAD labor pains but I stick it out. Two hours rolls by, and they let me know that it was time. Peter held my hand while I started to push. It was the worst pain I was in. That and I have a fear that I was going to crap myself giving birth. "Push, Push. You're doing good." I started to wail in agony. 20 min later, Oliver's head started to show. Soon enough I push my little (not so little) 8 and half pound baby boy out. He started to cry. Doctors let Peter cut the cord. I felt that was the most intimate thing he has done. The doctors clean me up (I did crap myself a little haha) but they also cleaned up Oliver. Peter and I cried: "Welcome to the world little Oliver."

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I can make prints when I have the funds to do so (on select pieces due to fan art copyrights)

Weird Music That I Have Came Across

There's been some bargain bin artists on Discogs and other means that I have found that were quite interesting to say the least. Majority of their album covers are hideous, which I find the appeal of. I mean at least half of the ugly album art albums are pretty bad which makes them bargain bin items at a thrift store or indie record store. A lot can be found on Youtube, Bandcamp or Spotify at the very least. Some would take some digging before finding certain tracks.

Orion

Where to start with Orion. He does sound like Elvis, which I dig totally. There were quite of few albums that Orion had that was spectacular. Like the album art is terrible, the music I would say is so-so/hit or miss. If you like Elvis, you're probably going to like Orion, the generic version of Elvis. If I put Orion on a playlist with Elvis and the likes, and let my older family members listen to it, I'll bet you 5 dollars that they wouldn't know the difference. I enjoy Orion. After his music career, Orion and his wife owned a pawn shop that got robbed and they were both shot to death unfortunately.

Swamp Dogg

He's a weird one. He has released new music where it's pretty weird on the first listen. It's highly autotuned, which he doesn't need. With Swamp Dogg it's easy to make fun of his work, which isn't bad by any stretch of the imagination. But it's not the best music out there. He falls into a category of bland or has to be in the mood for Swamp Dogg kind of musician. That's just my hot take. His album art though has been laughable for a few decades now. He's definitely a bargain bin artist, but not as horrible as most bargain bin artists.

Kool Keith

I came across one wacky album from this underrated hip-hop legend. His lyrics are metaphors for sex or sexual activity. Or low-key diss tracks. It's one of those rappers that are super obscure due to the fact that others have more of an advantage in mainstream media. He started in the 1990s, a hot bed for modern hip-hop, rap, and R&B. Also another bargain bin type of artist, that could have potential; but was overshadowed by legends of Hip-Hop in the mid to late 1990s. Kool Keith is a niche, his album art seem like photoshop done wrong like most of hip hop artists albums in the 1990s had. Or just the ones who were just starting out.

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Sometimes I hate Shopping For Clothing

As an avid Hot Topic fan, and a female sitting around a size 16-18, shopping for clothing is a difficult task. It's easier through Torrid, but it's not impossible through HT. This is the first time I bought shorts from Hot Topic. I said size up, because they might fit comfortably and length wise. I've bought some high waisted shorts (Blackheart brand, which is super popular with me) which is no biggie, size up because they tend to be slightly tight around the waist. So I received those shorts today. I tried them on, naturally. Fit wise they're pretty comfortable I must say. Also will have some incentive to lose around my love handles even more because I like these shorts so much. The PROBLEM: LENGTH. I am afraid that if I squat my ass cheeks are going to show. Even though I liked the size, the length is going to be a concern. I'm sort of Medium height; so I expected it to run short length wise like a tall person, thus not expecting them to be long like the Bermuda shorts I also ordered. But was still shocked to see how short length wise they were.