please excuse the total mess


Hi! You may have noticed that things look differently round these parts…I am in the mind-numbing process of moving my blog from Weebly to WordPress and, since I am doing it myself, it’s gonna be a messy transition.

Please bare with me while I try to make this blog pretty…and maybe coherent.

xo, Erin

on finding something to do with myself


Moving to a new town is never easy. It’s awesome…but not easy. I think the hubs and I have done well with our transition of jungle life in Costa Rica to our new life in beautiful San Diego but it has left both of us wondering what the hell we should be doing with ourselves.

I work…a lot…and I like my job but being back in the service industry is leaving me wanting more from myself. I was wasting hours upon hours doing nothing but playing games on my iPad and iPhone (not while at work of course). I do have a strong lazy tendency but I was just depressing myself…I had totally checked out of reality. I was ignoring my surroundings…I was ignoring my own thoughts…not healthy. I was worried…hell I AM worried that I don’t even know myself anymore.

So the damn games have been deleted.

Now I have to deal with myself. Where in the world do I begin?

“Hi me…I’m you…nice to meet you”

I have nothing to say to myself. We (me and myself) stand around awkwardly waiting for a mutual friend to come stop the discomfort. The problem with that is…I used to really like myself. I think I could again. We just need to reconnect.

I thought maybe a day alone would do it…nope. Maybe a spa day? Nah. Write in a journal…I have nothing to say to me!

I felt like I needed to find a common interest with myself. Jeez…I am dating myself aren’t I? I am trying to convince myself to date me!

Whatever…I took myself out for a fun activity…a weaving class!

Shit I needed this. Last Saturday I attended a beginning weaving class put on by Urban Craft Camp. The class was taught by the amazing and magical Rachel Ehlin-Smith of Mr. Blue Skye at the cutest shop called Teeter located in Pacific Beach. It was amazing. I went alone and was able to do something new and fun along with some amazing women. I met a few beautiful ladies and learned a new craft that I have been happily working on at home. Slowly though…very slowly…I keep second guessing myself.

I took myself out on a date and we had a great time, and now we have a fun hobby to do together.

Maybe getting to know myself is a good idea.

on nerding out


“Nerding Out” : what I call it when hubby falls down the rabbit hole of anything I would deem “nerdy”. I tease him about it. I love that he does it. The hubs likes the tech stuff…and totally understands it too, which baffles the hell out of me. Thank God he does though because my brain shuts off when stuff gets too techy. I’m trying to get it though…really trying.

With that said, we are an Apple household. Computers, phones, Apple TV, gadgets, do-dads, etc. We love it. So of course, I emerged (more like stumbled really…who do I think I am? A sexy Siren emerging from the depths of the ocean? No.) out of bed this morning to the hubs nerding out over todays Apple Event.

He’s been anticipating the event for a few weeks now. Has been reading various Apple rumor related blogs (like and religiously and has been waxing poetic about the Apple watch and a new MacBook Pro (holy hell it comes in GOLD? Gimme). Again…I think it’s cute.

So anyway…hubs is nerding out, I am flopping around the kitchen trying to come to terms with not being in bed, the Apple dudes are talking away about the cool new watch Hubs has been drooling over and they did it. They introduced my favorite supermodel…Christy Turlington Burns. I perked up and payed attention…good job Apple.

Let’s take a minute to gush about Christy. Or let’s look at some pictures…that’s better.

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She is so dreamy.

She is also a champion for women’s, particularly mother’s, health and founded Every Mother Counts, a “non-profit dedicated to making pregnancy and childbirth safe for every mother”. Within Every Mother Counts is a running club that runs to raise awareness of their cause. What does this have to do with nerding out you ask?

Apple invited Christy Turlington Burns to use their new Apple Watch (it looks so cool…is nerd contagious?) while preparing and completing the Kilimanjaro Marathon and now while training for the London Marathon. So…why am I excited about it? Because Christy will be posting a weekly blog here to record her progress, talk about the nifty new watch , of course, and to spread the word of Every Mother Counts. Now for me…a person who has always been so inspired by runners, but too lazy/scared/tired/a total bummer to become one herself…I find this partnership to be awesome! I love supermodels…I grew up with my face shoved in every fashion magazine I could get my paws on in the 90’s…I love my hubs nerdy musings of technology, I love being inspired by those who aren’t afraid, and of course…I love our addiction…Apple.

So I am excited to follow along. And now…I am going for a run.

Also…this post in no way is a paid endorsement.


it’s cold in Denver


How did I forget what cold feels like? This shit is brutal.

It is so nice to be home…or back in Denver anyway. I couldn’t be happier…well…I could be happier if it was warmer but whatever…I’m a whiner.

Christmas is in full swing and I love it. We were able to decorate my Mom’s house and tree with all of the special pieces that I remembered from my childhood. Last year we spent the Holidays in Costa Rica, and although it was beautiful…it’s always beautiful…it certainly didn’t feel like Christmas. Now…it feels like Christmas. Having family and friends around…cool air (who am I kidding…freezing air)…sleeping in…it’s the best.

On Christmas day we (my Mom…but I will try to help) will make homemade cinnamon rolls, a tradition that my Dad started years and years ago, open presents, lay around and hang out before our customary Prime Rib dinner. My Mom is an excellent cook.

5 day countdown


Our time left in Costa Rica is short and I am flopping back and forth from feeling sad, nervous, and anxious, and then feeling so very excited. It’s confusing me.
This adventure has been incredible…I don’t even know where to begin. We have made some amazing friends and have become so close very quickly. When in a foreign country, with few familiar things, you hold on…tightly…to the friends you make. We have spent holidays with one another, countless dinners, puppy play dates, and let’s not even admit how many boxes of wine we’ve plowed through…it’s been a lot of fun. I am so sad to leave it.

I am nervous about starting again…again. New place, new jobs, new people…new directions…new phone numbers..I just barely memorized my phone number here! Moving the dogs will be stressful for them (and us) and Eddie has never even walked on a sidewalk before…let alone be cold. I keep joking with the Hubs that we are going to have to get him a sweater and booties…that warm jungle blood is going to be in for a shock. Hell…my blood is in for a shock! I get cold when it’s 78 degrees these days…I’m screwed.

I am anxious because…of everything. I’m an anxious person…it is what it is.

But…underneath all of this sad, nervous anxiety lies a huge ball of giddy excitement. We weren’t able to make it back home for the holidays last year so I am thrilled to be spending it with my family…it’ll feel like a real Christmas. We will also be able to see all of our Denver friends whom we adore. I know I have said this before but…we truly have the most amazing friends in the world…the ones in Denver, as well as the ones scattered around the world…we are fucking lucky.

And…furnishing a new home! I love that shit and we have almost nothing…not even a mattress. We do have a lot of sick artwork though…priorities.

New cars!

New shoes! I don’t think my Havianas are gonna cut it in winter.

Lot’s of new stuff and experiences to look forward to…and countless experiences and friendships to look back on.

Let’s do this.

on getting healthy the hard way


After moving to Costa Rica I figured I might as well get in shape…boring I know but totally necessary. New chub rolls were popping up weekly and it was making me miserable. The Hubs was surfing everyday and was dropping the lbs every second…while I lost a few pounds from a healthier diet…not on purpose mind you…it just happens here.

So…you know how it goes…I was unhappy with myself and feeling gross. Luckily (!?) our good friend, Jon Mangogna, is a TRX trainer.

After going to a few classes and being unable to walk for a day or two…that shit hurts…I pouted too much and gave up…then finally something clicked, aka my hubby made me go with him regularly, and it has honestly changed my life.

For about six months now the Hubs and I have been going to Jon’s TRX sessions three times a week and it has totally transformed my body and my attitude. I never thought in a million years I would be able to do 100 pushups, crunches, squats, jumping jacks, and battle rope hell action, without a break in thirty minutes but I can now…thanks to Jon. He also incorporates kickboxing into the workouts because it is fun as hell and so fucking hard. Man I love hitting shit.

I asked Jon for his take on TRX to share with you:

“I never really got caught up in the whole “lift heavy weights and get big” phase. In fact I never was even interested in the gym (I know, funny thing to hear from a professional trainer). I was, though, always interested in movement: judo, surfing, skating, snowboarding, running, jumping, climbing, flipping, you get the point. In every day life your body moves using muscle groups, not isolated muscles, and in 3 dimensions without stopping to think about it. The TRX allows you to work in all 3 of these dimensions using multi joint movements at all times. Combine that with balance, flexibility, constant core challenge, and a low impact on the body and the TRX makes you good at….well….LIFE. Just so happens that all that aesthetic stuff, like a smokin beach bod, follows as a bi-product!”

He said it…and I am a believer. Now that we are leaving Costa Rica I am genuinely sad to leave behind our sessions…who am I? Also… the view certainly didn’t hurt.

So thanks Jon…I will miss you. I will also miss telling you that you are a big dick for an hour, and then giving you a kiss and a big Thank you as we leave. It’s a love/hate hour.

If you are ever in the Nosara area and are looking for a great work out…contact Jon at

What do you guys do to keep/get in shape? I am all about working out now and would love to expand my physical horizons. Please share in the comments.

how do you sleep?


I love to sleep..oh man I get so excited just thinking about it. Sleepy sleepy sleep. I could live in my bed…who am I kidding? I do live in bed. It’s awesome. I’m a face sleeper…meaning that however I am laying, my face is smashed somehow. I often wake up a creased, puffy, smooshed up mess. Lucky hubby.
I do try to sleep on my back, slightly elevated, as it good for preventing wrinkles on the face and on the décolletage. Vain? Whatever, I’m not the only one. Anyway there are pros and cons to anyway you sleep…we just can’t win.
Luckily The Huffington Post wants you to be an informed sleeper. So do I…that’s why I’m sharing.
How do you sleep?




skin care – protect yourself


Let’s talk about sun protection. You are wearing it right? Please say yes. Yes? Great.

As an esthetician I know that our skin requires sun protection and some common sense to maintain it’s youthful glow. I love the sun but I understand my skins limits and I want to look young forever and ever. So…I wear sunblock…every single day.

The majority of my clients are concerned about aging but they often don’t even think to incorporate sun protection into their daily routine.  Even small amounts of everyday exposure can affect your skins health.

There is a large debate within the health and wellness community of what type of sun protection is best but that is for another blog post. For right now let’s discuss why it is important to wear sun protection.

  • Sunburned skin hurts…a lot. Although the pain, redness, and blisters will fade, the damage sticks around to wreak havoc.
  • Skin cancer usually appears in adulthood, but it is caused by sun exposure and sunburns that began as early as childhood. It all adds up.
  • Sun exposure and repeated sunburns accelerate the skin’s aging process, making you look older than you are. Skin changes caused by UV light are called photoaging. The results of photoaging include: weakening of the skins connective tissue reducing elasticity, wrinkles, increased dryness and flaking, small red veins on the nose, ears and cheeks, and dark spots.

Sunburn is better prevented than treated. To prevent a sunburn do these things here:

  • Use a broad spectrum sunscreen of SPF 30 or higher. A broad spectrum sunscreen protects from both UVB and UVA rays.
  • Apply a generous amount of sunscreen to fully cover exposed skin. Reapply sunscreen every 2 hours or as often as the label says.
  • Apply sunscreen after swimming or sweating and even when it is cloudy.
  • Use a lip balm with sunscreen.
  • Wear a hat and other protective clothing. Light-colored clothing reflects the sun most effectively.
  • Stay out of the sun during hours when the sun’s rays are strongest between 10 a.m. and 4 p.m.
  • Wear sunglasses with UV protection.

So…wear sun protection! My daily sunblock is easy to blend and does not leave a white, chalky residue. I use Vital Therapy, the same brand I use at Mint Skincare Studio. And again…use it every day! Even walking to and from the car, driving to work, and sitting by a window exposes your skin to UV rays…like I said before…it all adds up! Prevention now is far easier than repair later.

cook it – tom kha gai soup

Photo: Bon Appetit
Photo: Bon Appetit


I make this soup pretty regularly for the hubs. It’s super easy, delicious, and makes the house smell amazing. We like to make it a little more hearty so we’ve added noodles, carrots, and onion to the recipe. Fancy mushrooms aren’t easy to come by here in Nosara so I used what I could get.
The photo above is from Bon Appetit and the hubs is giving me shit about not using my own photos but…I forgot to take a pic (I was really hungry), our plates are so damn ugly I am ashamed (so maybe I didn’t forget to take a pic), and my photography skills are pathetic. I’ll work on it I swear. Anyway…here’s what to do:


  • 1 1” piece ginger, peeled
  • 10 kaffir lime leaves (I used regular lime leaves) or 1 Tbsp. lime zest and ¼ cup lime juice
  • 6 cups low-sodium chicken broth
  • 1½ lb. skinless, boneless chicken, cut into 1” pieces
  • 8 oz. shiitake, oyster, or maitake mushrooms, stemmed, caps cut into bite-size pieces
  • 1 13.5-oz. can coconut milk
  • 2 Tbsp. fish sauce (such as nam pla or nuoc nam)
  • 1 tsp. sugar
  • 2 stalks fresh lemongrass, tough outer layers removed (can substitute lemon juice)
  • 1 med. carrot sliced thin
  • 1 med. white onion thinly sliced
  • Rice or Bean thread noodles
  • Chili Pepper flakes (to taste)
  • Chili oil, cilantro leaves with tender stems, and lime wedges (for serving)


  • Using the back of a knife, lightly smash lemongrass and ginger; cut lemongrass into 4” pieces. Bring lemongrass, ginger, lime leaves, and broth to a boil in a large saucepan. Reduce heat and simmer until flavors are melded, 15-20 minutes. Strain broth into clean saucepan; discard solids.
  • Add chicken and return to a boil. Reduce heat, add carrots, wait 3 minutes then add mushrooms and onions, simmer, skimming occasionally, until chicken is cooked through and mushrooms are soft, 20–25 minutes. I like for the vegetables to have a slight crunch to them. Mix in coconut milk, fish sauce, chili pepper flakes, and sugar. Turn off the heat and add the noodles, they only take a minute or two to soften.
  • Divide soup among bowls. Serve with chili oil, cilantro, and lime wedges.

The original recipe can be found at Bon Appetit

and so we begin


Hi. Let’s get some things straight here. I am no writer. My grammar ain’t great (may even be considered down right bad), and although I am not interested in making a fool of myself, I am also not trying to be what I am not. Namely, a writer. I love blogs. Love them so much. I often read a blog and think…I wanna do that. I might have something to say, or something to share. So here I am…saying and sharing.

I am pretty convinced that I like cool shit. Really cool shit. I also like weird shit, cute shit, dirty shit, clean shit…I like shit. This blog is called Curiosity Kills after all. I also like to swear…helps me think…I think. I don’t mean to offend anyone by all the naughty words but I just may…sorry (not sorry).

Blah blah balls…let’s get to it. I will share with you. You can share with me…or not…it’s cool.  Oh and this is the new version of Curiosity Kills…just in case you were wondering. Oh and those pics up there…that’s Zoe (the Bean), hubs and I, and Eddie (little furry Satan).