And that limit is cupcakes. I had to make them with half & half instead of milk, because we do not have milk. Why would we have milk? Also, apparently you need powdered sugar for normal cupcake icing. I did not have that, so I finally found another recipe with granulated sugar, and fucking hell. I ate one, and I am still just... is it possible for cupcakes to cause heart attacks? I don't know, I may have just given myself diabetes for realsies. I just, it was just too much sugar. I think I'm definitely going to keep focusing on the bread baking.
Oh! I also made peanut butter cookies last night, and we did not have anywhere near enough butter. In case you were wondering, yogurt, oil, extra peanut butter, and a little extra white sugar are all good ways to make up for a lack of butter. If you're like me, you can do a little bit of all four. Just keep adding shit until it looks like cookie dough.
12 February 2009
11 February 2009
don't jinx it
I'm kind of into blogging lately. Don't know why; I have been taking more photos, maybe that's it.
And I've been cooking and baking a whole bunch. Sewing, too. I think I'm going to drop one of my classes, for many boring but legitimate reasons, but one nice side benefit is that I'll have time to sew a bunch of things so I can do a few craft fairs this spring. That'd be pretty sweet.
Ooh boy, I am boring today. I've been quite productive; I still have a lot of schoolwork that needs to get done today. It's raining hardcore and I have to go to campus for the SAA meeting. I might end up being the new president, mostly because no one else wants to do it.
Look, I made cinnamon rolls.
And I've been cooking and baking a whole bunch. Sewing, too. I think I'm going to drop one of my classes, for many boring but legitimate reasons, but one nice side benefit is that I'll have time to sew a bunch of things so I can do a few craft fairs this spring. That'd be pretty sweet.
Ooh boy, I am boring today. I've been quite productive; I still have a lot of schoolwork that needs to get done today. It's raining hardcore and I have to go to campus for the SAA meeting. I might end up being the new president, mostly because no one else wants to do it.
Look, I made cinnamon rolls.
standing up for us
Haha fuckers, I just joined Sen. Russ Feingold's Cornerstone Committee, which "recognizes those supporters who have committed early on to Russ's reelection and to the progressive values that he has always stood for." And guess what, Russ is all about the grassroots thing, so I didn't have to spend thousands of dollars to join. You should give him money too, especially if you have thousands of dollars. Also! Tomorrow is his Milwaukee County steering committee meeting, you should go! Especially if you have a car, as then you could take me. As it stands, I will probably not be there. Paula, the woman who organizes it, got my name from my parents as they are actually involved in their steering committee; I'm pretty sure Paula thinks I don't exist, as I have been meaning to but not actually going to meetings for at least a year and a half. Um, anyway, hurray for Russ Feingold!
10 February 2009
09 February 2009
07 February 2009
06 February 2009
sometimes you get to speak truth to assholes
Holy shit, today was AMAZING. So, I had school things that I can't talk about (but oh, talk to me in person, I have so much shit to talk), and then I got lunch with awesome people, and then I went ice skating. And then! Then! I went on the Lakefront Brewery tour. Bob was possibly the best tour guide I've ever had on any tour ever. Which, of course, made it so much more annoying that there was this group of assholes that talked the entire time. Oh fuck, I wanted to hit them all. But! But. I did not. Mary and I were standing off to the side, after we got our last free cup of Lakefront, and I actually specifically told her "Oh, I'm so glad that I'm not uber-drunk, I'm definitely not going to go over and tell those assholes that they are assholes."
And, oh, that, that is when the stars aligned. You know how there are those moments when you want to say something but you don't? This was not one of those times. I said that thing to Mary, and then she was doing this exaggerated fake laugh, and one of the assholes walked by. I did not flinch--he started fake laughing in response, and I interrupted him and said "oh, hey, weren't you one of those assholes that was talking through the entire tour?"
Oh, glorious, it was glorious. He kind of fake laughed, and his stupid friend laughed, and then he just stood there. And then, then I told him something like "I can't deal with this," and I shooed him away. Repeatedly! I don't know why, and it was a total dick move, or it would've been if he hadn't been a total asshole the entire time that Bob was trying to give a great Lakefront Brewery tour. I fucking put that dick in his place, and it felt so good.
I got to go ice skating with awesome people and go on a brewery tour at an amazing brewery, and I got a chance to tell an asshole that he was an asshole, and I took it. Today was an awesome fucking day.
03 February 2009
pita pit
I finally dealt with my hard drive space issues [first world problem!] and uploaded beau coup photos to Flickr.
Jamaica photos are here. Despite that I wasn't really in a photo mood all week (and despite the fact that I barely left the Donaldson's Inn vicinity), I took a shit ton of photos. Many different views of the sunset. And by "different," I mean same vantage point, different day. Oh, but we did get to go visit this dude Everett, a friend of Nathan's parents, and while Nathan and his dad and Everett did there whole musician thing, I entertained all the neighborhood kids. We were big news on a Saturday afternoon. All the kids were adorable, and they were so into having their photos taken that I don't feel bad putting them all over the Internet.
This is one of my favorite photos, as it is the least posed. They were posing pros, it was crazy.
And this is the post-sunset view from Nathan's parents' porch. Seriously, Donaldson's Inn is the best place to stay in Negril. It's locally owned by awesome people, there are only 12 rooms, and the rooms are under $100 and literally on the beach. If you stay at the few wood huts that are left, it's like $30 a night or something crazy. Totally amazing, and you stay on the beach while avoiding all the shitty all-inclusive resorts. Okay, but more on Jamaica some other time.
More photos tomorrow; I've been doing a lot of baking and a lot of sewing, and lord knows I'd rather write blogs about that than do my schoolwork.
Jamaica photos are here. Despite that I wasn't really in a photo mood all week (and despite the fact that I barely left the Donaldson's Inn vicinity), I took a shit ton of photos. Many different views of the sunset. And by "different," I mean same vantage point, different day. Oh, but we did get to go visit this dude Everett, a friend of Nathan's parents, and while Nathan and his dad and Everett did there whole musician thing, I entertained all the neighborhood kids. We were big news on a Saturday afternoon. All the kids were adorable, and they were so into having their photos taken that I don't feel bad putting them all over the Internet.
This is one of my favorite photos, as it is the least posed. They were posing pros, it was crazy.
And this is the post-sunset view from Nathan's parents' porch. Seriously, Donaldson's Inn is the best place to stay in Negril. It's locally owned by awesome people, there are only 12 rooms, and the rooms are under $100 and literally on the beach. If you stay at the few wood huts that are left, it's like $30 a night or something crazy. Totally amazing, and you stay on the beach while avoiding all the shitty all-inclusive resorts. Okay, but more on Jamaica some other time.
More photos tomorrow; I've been doing a lot of baking and a lot of sewing, and lord knows I'd rather write blogs about that than do my schoolwork.
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