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Hi y’all! If you know me you know I’m OBSESSED with 2 things, chocolate covered strawberries AND granola. I would BE granola if I could😂. I thought about combining the two and the result was better than I imagined! This stuff is so good. Fun fact I thought about selling my granola because it’s that good. I would have some regular flavors and then a flavor of the month like ice cream. This would definitely be the flavor for the month of February!
Here’s how the recipe:
Ingredients:
- 3 cups old fashioned oats
- 1 cup chopped pecans
- 1/4 cup dark cocoa powder
- 1/4 cup brown sugar
- ¼ cup honey
- 2 Tablespoons coconut oil, melted
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1/2 cup of chocolate chips) I used a mixture of milk and dark chocolate)
- 1 bag freeze dried strawberries
- Chocolate candy melts (optional)

Directions:
- Preheat the oven to 300 degrees. Line a large sheet pan with parchment paper or a Silpat.
- Stir together the oats, pecans, cocoa powder and brown sugar in a large bowl.
- Melt the coconut oil and then whisk in the honey and vanilla while still warm. Pour over the dry ingredients and stir until everything is coated.
- Pour the mixture evenly on the prepared tray. Bake for 30 minutes, stirring every 10 minutes. Remove the pan from the oven and let it cool completely.
- Add the chocolate chips and freeze dried strawberries to the cooled granola.
- Melt candy melts and drizzle all over granola. Then let chocolate set. You can place in fridge for a few minutes but don’t forget about it.
- Break up granola and stores in a tightly sealed container.
I bagged this up in these little bags and added a heart sticker from Hobby Lobby to gift to my loved ones. This is the perfect Valentine treat! Hope you enjoy

Love Ricki







By now everybody knows (In my Phaedra Parks voice) that I absolutely love being a Seasoned Woman!!! It really does feel good to love yourself, have confidence and know what and who you want in your life. One of the things I have learned from being seasoned is the way you carry yourself is important! Growing up my mother ALWAYS emphasized that as a woman you should carry yourself a certain way. As a child I never quite understood what that meant but now I understand completely.







BUT HUNNY!!! If you knew me say 4-5 years ago I could not have stepped out in public with my natural hair EVER!!! I would have felt ugly. Period. I had low self esteem and hardly any self confidence. I looked haggard (my sister and mother actually told me that ugh) and I was about 225 lbs and you could have easily thought I was 10 years older than I actually was. It was sad. I was sad. And you could actually see it from the way I carried myself, talked, my activities EVERYTHING! My life was my kids and my marriage was not good. I just wasn’t in a good place in life. I considered suicide. Again. But I promised myself I would never leave my children motherless. At least not by my hand. I’ve always struggled with depression most of my life. When I was 4 & 5 years old I was molested. I don’t remember all of what happened but I knew what was going on wasn’t right. My mother found out what happened and actions were taken and people went to jail. But unfortunately I went with them to my own personal jail. It’s something about having your innocence taken away that makes you feel dirty, tainted, and unworthy. I can say my Mama did the best she could to make sure I went to therapy and group sessions but this was all while I was still very young. See you don’t really feel the effects of what abuse does to you until you are older. Until you are growing up and your body changes and you experience love or what you think is love and deal with the stresses of adulting. All of that took a toll on me. However I survived those things but I wasn’t living life. I was cold, mean, not affectionate, and confusing to people that loved me. The tiniest thing would depress me and I never ever felt someone would truly love me because of what I had been through and therefore I never let anyone be close to me. In October 2001 I attempted suicide after a break up. I took as many Xanax pills as I had which were quite a few and decided to leave this earth. I’m not sure if I really wanted to die but at that time I didn’t feel worthy enough to stay here. Fortunately I was awakened by family members and an ambulance and I was not too far gone so my stomach didn’t have to be pumped but I did have to drink that nasty charcoal (y’all you will have that stuff in your system for months!) and I was committed to a psych ward for 2 days. It was an experience I never wish to have again. Years later I wanted to live but I still wasn’t enjoying life because of the depression. I still was looking for love that I didn’t give myself. BUT GOD!!! He will let you know you are loved. I can’t say it was a church that helped me specifically it was just my prayers and I’m sure the prayers of others that were interceding on my behalf but I decided I wanted to love me. I wanted to love me like God loves me. I wanted to enjoy my life as Rickey Nicole. Not a wife or mom or daughter or sister. Just as me. And then the transformation began. Was it overnight? Of course not. But little by little I started discovering who I was and what I liked and didn’t like and what I enjoyed doing and started living a little. I experimented with new clothing. I discovered make up and hair tutorials on YouTube and I tried everything whether it worked or not lol. Those things might seem superficial but discovering my beauty and worth filled me with happiness and people could tell. I’m still an introvert (ha I bet you don’t believe that) but I talk to people now instead of hide. I laugh, I smile, I’m even a bit of a flirt (with my husband of course *wink*). Life has changed drastically since I’ve learned to love myself. And even though everyday isn’t peachy I still remember where I was and I’m grateful because I’m here to experience it all the good and the bad. This is also why I celebrate being a seasoned woman because I got better as I grew older and I hope to inspire other ladies that aging can be THE best blessing (I mean a birthday means you are still living right!) So I guess I’ll leave you with a tip to the secret of how I discovered self love. Remember you were created in His image and He even knows the number of hairs on your head. Tell me who knows that!!! God! And through Him ALL things are possible even loving yourself almost as much as He loves you. I mean cause you can’t out love God but you can come pretty dang close!