Friday, December 30, 2011

I love Sausage and Lentil Soup!

Kevin and I went out for Italian with my aunt and uncle, and it was DIVINE. I should preface this by saying I'm not really the type of person to order soup in a restaurant when given the choice between that and salad, but when Carlo (our server) mentioned that they had sausage and lentil soup on the menu for the day, it got my attention. I LOVE sausage. I love sausage on the grill, I love sausage in pasta sauce. YUM. So despite the fact that I'd never had sausage and lentil soup, I decided to give it a shot, and I'm SO glad I did! It was delicious. Spicy, savory, hearty, and with just the perfect blend of flavors. I came very close to flagging down the waiter to change my entree order from pasta to another bowl of the S&L soup. I didn't do that, but I did get home and started scouring the internet for a recipe that sounded just about right. I tweaked what I thought would be the closest recipe, and here it is for your culinary enjoyment.

Get out a nice big pot, or a Dutch Oven (if you're lucky enough to have received a nice big blue one as a wedding present, like we were). Dutch ovens just hold the heat SO well, and everything just cooks so nice and evenly in them.

Also get out a frying pan, and drizzle a little olive oil in the bottom. About a tablespoon should do it. In the frying pan, brown up somewhere between 1 and 2 pounds of ground mild Italian sausage. It just depends how meaty you like yours. I personally like mine meaty so I did two full pounds, but if you prefer a more delicate soup rather than something so chili-like in consistency, just do one.

There's my ground sausage browning away. Lucky sausage, you get to be in soup!

While that's browning away, grab a large green zucchini and a sweet onion (Vidalia if you can get it). Chop them up into nice even little pieces. I have a fun kitchen gadget that you can use to chop up veggies, but you could do it the old fashioned way with a knife as well. While you're chopping, put your Dutch oven or soup pot on the stove on medium heat, and drizzle two or three tablespoons olive oil in the bottom, along with about 1 teaspoon salt, and 1/2 teaspoon of fresh ground pepper. Toss in the chopped up onion and zucchini, along with one minced clove of garlic, and stir everything together. Let it simmer on medium (make sure it doesn't burn) while you do the next step. 

See that zucchini and onion? It's smelling sweet and just a teeny bit garlicky, too. YUM. 

Next, chop up two good sized carrots along with two or three stalks of nice fresh celery. Chop them up into nice tiny pieces. I did these separate because my awesome vegetable chopper was no match for the dense carrots and stringy celery. Toss those in the Dutch oven or soup pot once they're done. Now it's time to add some fun spices! Hooray!  Go to your spice rack and grab your parsley, your thyme, your oregano, your basil, and your red pepper flakes. I started with about 1 teaspoon of everything except for the thyme - I used just a couple sprinkles of that. You can really just add each seasoning to taste until it starts smelling delicious. I added a little extra parsley and basil, but you can do whatever you like. Stir in the spices with the veggies and stir around until well combined. If it seems too dense and sticky, you can add a couple drizzles of olive oil to loosen things up. That's totally okay. 

Once this is done, grab your nicely browned ground sausage from the pan, drain off the fat, and combine the meat with the veggies in the Dutch oven. Stir everything together nicely, and add two 14.5 ounce cans of diced tomatoes. Don't drain off the juices, though! The more the better. Once this is well combined, add between 3 and 6 cups of chicken broth to your liking (if you want it more stew-like, just add three cups. I added 6, but I wanted something a little more soup-y in consistency). At this point, you'll want to turn your burner down to low. Add four cups of dry lentils, and make sure there's enough liquid (broth) in the pot to cover everything. At this point, you can throw in some more spices if you feel like it, or toss in a little extra black pepper (or red pepper flakes, if you like things spicy!). Go ahead and let the whole concoction simmer for about an hour, or until the lentils have a nice soft consistency. Grab a spoon, and try the broth, and adjust the seasonings accordingly. By now, things will look a little bit like this: 



Mmm....I can smell the soup bubbling in my kitchen as I type this. It's smelling good, and there are only about 15 minutes left on the timer. Last thing you'll want to do is grab your stick blender (if you have one) and use it to puree just a little bit of the soup once the hour is up. If not, you could put a cup or two into a blender, and add it back to the pot once done. Once you're done pureeing some of the soup, stir it all together. The blending helps to thicken up the soup nicely, making it taste even BETTER.

Here's how it looked when I popped it into a nice deep bowl, and sprinkled some nice parmesan & romano cheese on top. YUM. It tastes 10 times better than it looks. 



Happy soup-making!



Wednesday, December 28, 2011

I'm too young for this stuff...

The great knee mystery continues....

Since a couple days after we returned from our trip to Canada over Thanksgiving, I started getting a really intense painful swollen feeling in my right knee that would sometimes turn into numbness in my foot. Strange, right? What's stranger still is that sometimes it just cracks unexpectedly, and that seems to alleviate some of the pressure. Walking seems to exacerbate it to some degree, but I just about go nuts whenever I drive. What the heck?

I went to my regular doctor, who scratched her head and sent me to an orthopedic surgeon. He scratched his head, jerked my leg around a little, poked my knee with some instruments, scratched his head again, and sent me for an MRI. During the few days between having the MRI and getting the results, my back started to bother me as well I chocked it up to sleeping in a strange position. Then the doctor called today: turns out the MRI is totally clear and normal, and he thinks I may have done something to one of the discs in my back, which apparently can make the rest of your body feel all kinds of crazy things (like knee pain! yay!).

So looks like physiotherapy for me next week. Hope some peppy physiotherapist can whip me back into shape!

xoxo

Diana

Monday, December 26, 2011

Let There Be Bread!

Last time Kevin and I were in Canada, we stayed with my Auntie Sheryl and Uncle Dan. I should clarify that my Aunt is amazing in the kitchen. Home-made doughnuts, AND the woman bakes their bread for the week every Monday? I was inspired to say the least. I mean, I feel like I can bake, but baking bread? Getting involved with yeast? Yikes. Sounded like an excellent way to waste a bunch of flour and making a big sticky disappointing mess all over my kitchen counter.



But I was intrigued. I had to try it. So I got up the nerve to ask my aunt to email me her recipe (which I should clarify she probably had to think about, because she just knows it off the top of her head, and I'm sure it's not something she ever has to look up.)

It started out a sloppy mess of shortening, oats, brown sugar, and flour, and progressed into a stickier mess once I added the yeast mixture and flour. Not good. Nothing is more terrifying/disappointing than standing in the middle of your kitchen with flour all over the front of your shirt and jeans, with your hands covered in sticky dough that just won't WORK.

This is a picture of me with my Aunt. I had it on the kitchen counter the whole time I was making the bread! It just felt good to peek over at it when I was all covered in sticky dough...


And THEN it started to come together....before I knew it, I had three lovely little kneaded loaves happily rising in my warm kitchen under a towel. I popped them into the oven, said a little prayer, and 40 minutes later, I opened the oven to the delicious smell of three beautiful golden loaves of bread - the first bread I ever made! It's not perfect. It's a little dense, and the crust is a little crustier than what my Auntie makes, but I think with a little more work, I could be turning out perfectly crusty fluffy golden loaves of bread!

Want a slice?

Bread...

I'm attempting to make bread right now using my Auntie Sheryl's recipe. Somehow it makes me miss her more, wishing she were here with me showing me how it's done. I can hardly wait to un-pan the first loaf and slice off two nice thick pieces, slather them in fresh butter, and share with Kevin. More to come!

Ruby

We have a dog. Her name is Ruby. She's a weird little mix of breeds, with a personality that could best be described as quirky.

She's needy. Super needy. Most weekday mornings when I'm getting ready for work, she'll lay down on the floor in the bathroom and rest her head on my feet as I do my hair and put on a little makeup. We secretly suspect that she likes to lay down directly in the way of where you're wanting to stand or walk, so that your subconscious prompts you to bend over and pet her on the head, or give her a little tickle on the ears. I'm pretty sure she knows this, and I'm really sure that she exploits this. She likes to be petted and scratched and touched more than any dog I've ever seen before.


This is usually what she does when we're sitting on the couch and she wants attention. "Oh, you want to type on your fancy new computer? Well, HERE'S MY FACE. You should probably just pet me instead"

Happy Boxing Day to our sweet Ruby (or as I call her, my sweet little Moon-Pie)

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas Part 2

Just unwrapped a sweet pair of black glitter Toms from my awesome in-laws! So excited! Already wearing the super comfortable pair of jeans I got from my parents this morning. Hooray for clothes that are comfortable, a sweet new laptop, and a bowl of eggnog ice cream!



Merry Christmas to all!

Merry Christmas Part 1

Alas, I am back. It's been so long since my last post, in part because it has been crazy-town busy with my new job (which is awesome, but....yeah, busy) and partially because I really hated my old computer. Like hated. It was an old PC laptop and it ran slow and was heavy, and the battery was shot, basically rendering it a desktop. I just like to be able to sit in bed, or on the couch, and happily click away and surf the humming tubes of the internet in search of interesting things to bake/cook/ogle/eat.

Then this morning happened. It's Christmas! After my sweet sweet husband unwrapped his presents (hooray for a bluetooth iPad keyboard case and SmartCover!) and after Ruby opened a couple of her presents (a stuffed LambChop toy with a squeaker in her butt, and some squeaky toys shaped like Christmas lights) my turn came. Imagine my surprise when I opened up a comically oversized package to find an awesome new 11-inch Mac Book Air nestled inside! Best. Gift. Ever. Needless to say, I am typing on it now...



Plus, my sweet sweet husband set it all up for me with the whole office suite, so I can word process, excel spreadsheet and email away to my little heart's content! Between the digital camera he gave me for our first Christmas (after three months of dating, I might add), and the Kindle he gave me last year, I think it's safe to say that my sweet new Mac Book Air has landed me more tech swagger than I ever had before. Also, I went with my mom to pick out some Christmas presents, and found an adorable oversized purse that is actually perfect for carrying my work iPad and new little Mac Book Air to and from work! Super excited! Now to track down one of those awesome Snow White decals for the back of my new Mac Book....



Merry Christmas everyone!

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

It's me....I'm still here....

Blog? What blog? Oooh you mean that blog that I started and then I fell off the rails after a while. That blog.

Here are some things that are new, since I haven't posted in a while. Also, this is in bullet form because this morning's P90X has made my arms feel like limp sausages:


  • I'm married to Kevin! Have I posted since our wedding? Hmm...
  • We have a dog! Her name is Ruby and she's a Rhodesian Ridgeback/Corgi/Who knows? Let's just say she's a mixed breed and leave it at that. She likes bacon cheddar cookies, going for walks, squeaky toys, and chasing other dogs at the dog park. She dislikes being told when to go to the bathroom, being ignored, taking baths, and vegetables. 
  • I have a new job (woo!) and it is UH-MAzing. Seriously. 
  • I'm exhausted - it's been a busy week already and it's only Tuesday. Last night we had Newlyweds Small Group, tonight and tomorrow night I have staff meetings for my student assistants, Thursday night is Married Life Live at church, and Friday my cousin and his wife are flying into town and I am cooking dinner for the WHOLE family. The whole family. 

This is crazy-town, people....

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

My thoughts under the influence of NyQuil

Yep. NyQuil. The stuff is gold. Thick, syrupy, licorice-y GOLD. I can feel myself getting sleepy, even though it seems to be doing nothing for the aggravating cough that I've been fighting the past few days. 

I've been that girl at the office. The one who looks fine, but sounds like a cross between a chain smoker and Fran Drescher. Not appealing. 

ANYWAY. I had a gorgeous time in Canada celebrating my dear cousin's wedding (I can't imagine him having found a more perfect bride). I'm just so proud of him, and I'm so happy that he found someone so very worthy of him, who treats him so well. 

I also had some time to reflect this week on how stressed out I get. Really. I get totally freaked out sometimes, and it's BAD. Like heart-palpitations kind of bad. Like in the Tina Fey book when she talks about the kind of anxiety that makes your heart feel like a raisin. I need to stop doing that. 

We were sitting in small group talking about God, and how He LOVES us so much. We also talked about how He wants what's best for us. So why am I stressing out so much about things when God wants what's best for me, and will always lead me in the direction He has for me? I'm so crazy. Why do I feel like stressing out about things will make me feel like I have control over them? Sometimes I feel like I'll never learn.....

*cough*

Goodnight world!

xo


Diana

Monday, May 2, 2011

Celebrating my first Etsy Sale!

Hooray! You read it right! I got my very first Etsy sale on Satruday! I am giddy (still...and it's Monday). A lovely lady from California saw my Peacock clutch and said "I've GOT to have that...". So there's a little box on a little UPS box somewhere nearby with my little package on it, making it's way to the sunny coast. Awesome.

I've also been working on some new designs over the past couple weeks - a smaller version of the Amelia clutch, and a shorter version of the Maggie traveller (with a flap). Both will be appearing in my shop very very soon, so take a peek by and see them!

And now for the scary news - the oh-my-gosh-all-that-cheating-on-the-low-carb-diet-really-did-me-in news. I got on the scale this morning. Not pretty. I wound up jumping in on my office's weight loss challenge this morning. A little wierd to do a weight loss challenge at work? Maybe. Do I need to lose as much weight as my competitors? Probably not (the lady I work with who did the weigh-ins said "Uh, why are you doing this thing?"). But I'm determined. There are 15lbs on me that don't need to be there, and I want them GONE! So Kevin and I are back on the bandwagon - time for nice dinners of fresh leafy greens with oil and vinegar and pepper, and salami, or fish, or some nice lean pork chops! Time for tea in the morning instead of coffee! Time to drink so much water during the day, that people around the office start to get concerned about how often I need to hit the bathroom. Time to get myself to a point where I don't look completely frightening in a swimsuit.

It's on!

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

the Brass Bell tolls....

So this weekend was the OFFICIAL launch of The Brass Bell Stitchery. Exciting. I know. Try to contain yourself. Although if you are a person who can do cartwheels, I would like you to go and do a few in honor of my shop launch, because I am woefully inable to execute a proper cartwheel without seriously injuring myself.

On top of that? Was contacted by the lovely Greta who told me she LOVED my shop, and wanted to promote my shop and do a giveaway! Hooray! So hop over to her blog before April 20th for your chance to get my delish little Amelia Convertible Wristlet. You know you want it.....
RESERVED FOR GIVEAWAY the Amelia convertible wristlet - Amy Butler Temple Tulips

And here for your viewing pleasure are a few more goodies from my shop. Stop by and take a peek!

the Maggie Traveller - Zebra

The Penelope Clutch - Peacock

the Amelia convertible wristlet - Tokyo Rose

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Do I smell smoke?

Oooh, nope! It's not smoke. That's just my brain.

Sheesh! For some reason it's been an EXHAUSTING couple of weeks. Let's just say that the little hamster on the wheel in my brain is severely overworked, and not happy. I don't blame him. I wake him up at all hours of the night.

I feel like I'm ready to go home, have a good cry in the shower, put on a bunch of cozy, layer-y, mismatched comfy clothes, and sit at my tidy desk sipping piping hot tea out of my favorite Noritake teacup and saucer. I'd like to listen to every album I have by The Shins until Girl Sailor is just burned into my brain. I'd like to go a whole day without talking to anybody. Actually, I'd like to do that, except I'd like to still tell Kevin how much I adore him. Other than that, no talking. I'd also like some of my Auntie Sheryl's Christmas donuts.

At least we're going up to the lake this weekend with our small group! That will require talking to people, but I'm hoping the gorgeousness of it makes me forget that fact.

Can it be nap time now? I'd like that.

Back to work...

Friday, March 11, 2011

Just like Clark Kent...

Know what I wonder sometimes? I wonder if Clark Kent liked being a reporter. I wonder if he liked his day job. I also sort of wonder when he had time to sleep - I mean, he was doing the whole Daily Planet thing by day, and then he'd pull of his work clothes and his Superman costume would be underneath, and he'd go around saving the world at night. Crazy. 

My Clark Kent job has been tiring lately. I feel restless and anxious and bored and like it's time for a change. Even so, I have been a busy little bee in the evenings and during the weekend. I dive into a pile of fabric and start cutting and pinning and ironing and stitching, until I have a pretty darned cute little purse, and I feel like I'm well on my way to the launch of my Etsy shop! The official launch date is going to be Saturday, March 19th (one week from tomorrow - YIKES!) and I still have LOADS to do! I don't have boxes to ship things in. I don't have my business cards done yet. I also have no idea what my prices are going to be.

Last weekend I made a delicious discovery - a fabric shop about 7 minutes away from our house that sells Amy Butler fabric - hooray! All sorts of it! All her new stuff, and a lot of her older stuff, and I'm SO excited! I had to hold myself back from buying dozens of yards and going home and rolling around in it with glee. I also bought one of her patterns, which I was SO excited to try. It turned out to be - however - almost un-follow-able. I know that's not a word. I literally got to step three, and then got totally confused and lost. I ended up ditching the pattern and just winging it, which I must say turned out pretty well.

Anyway, between the wine tasting at The Grape tonight with Ben & Mary, and softball with Kevin's buddies tomorrow, I will be sewing up a storm in preparation for the shop launch.

Brass Bell Stitchery - coming soon to a browser near you!

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Just me and my little blue sewing machine...

About a month ago, Kev and I decided it was time to change our diet. We'd been doing the vegetarian thing, but we weren't loving it. Kev listened to an audio book about the benefits of a low-carb diet, and we're both hooked. We've both lost weight (yay!) and are feeling great with our 4-5K walks that we do together each day. The problem? Hello? I bake a lot. And baked goods are basically carbs. Carbs mixed with sugar. Uh-oh. So what was I going to do for fun? My baking hobby was about to take a steep nosedive, and I was feeling a little antsy, needing a new creative outlet that wouldn't reduce my figure to that of an Oompa-Loompa in a few months time.

So what's a girl to do?

I bought a sewing machine.

I've been spending an hour or so a night playing with different fabrics, and I've decided to open my own Etsy shop where I can sell my little collection of handbags. I'm REALLY excited about this - seriously. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night, and I need to be very careful not to start thinking about all the yummy fabrics I have sitting on the shelf in the studio. When I do that, my brain starts whirring, and it's all I can do to get back to sleep.
ANYWAY, I've made about 6 handbags so far, and the last two nights, I embarked into the world of the clutch purse. I'm GIDDY about the outcome. My favorite so far is a little clutch I made from some adorable fabric I found at JoAnne's - I might need to buy multiple bolts of this fabric, and just cover the whole house in it. It's fab.


Kevin has a Microsoft-something-or-rather meeting tonight, and so I'm going to go home and put on my favorite pair of ripped, paint-splattered, super-comfy jeans, steal one of Kev's super comfy college t-shirts from his drawer, and settle in for a nice evening of sewing. I'll also be catching up on my Glee. I know it's been inexcusably terrible lately, but it's like a train wreck, I can't help but watch it. Justin Beiber? Seriously? Are you guys scraping the bottom of the barrel?

Monday, February 7, 2011

Somebody has a case of the Mondays......

Yep. I'm suffering from a case of the Mondays. Have you ever seen Office Space? Remember that wayyy-too-perky redhead lady with the annoying voice who asks if someone has a case of the Mondays? I hope she doesn't show up today, because if she does I might have to be mean to her.

Maybe it's a result of the chicken wings I ate last night, after not eating meat for quite a while. Maybe it's the fact that I'm still fighting this funky annoying cold that has me chilly, and snifflin, and coughing. Maybe it's because I had wierd dreams about Muppets last night, and didn't sleep well. Either way, here's a list of things I'd like to be doing right now:

  1. experimenting with a new purse pattern.
  2. wearing my strawberry pajamas and snuggling deep below a pile of blankets watching a Disney movie.
  3. getting a pedicure. It's the middle of winter, and my feet are scary.
  4. making a batch of blueberry pancakes with lemon curd.
  5. hanging out with my mom, who is also sick. Bummer.
Back to work. Email box is full, and I can only ignore it for so long....

Monday, January 31, 2011

I am sick. Again.

How does this happen to me? How is my immune system so sub-par that I just walk around with a big bullseye on my forehead, waiting for a big gang of germs to spot me and rain down on me like a hailstorm?

See, I should have known last night. Kevin and I went to my parents house last night after church to watch a movie on my dad's GIANT new TV. It's huge. Anyway, we were munching on pizza and salad, and I took a sip of my Corona and it just tasted funny. Plus my appetite was pretty much non-existant. I went home and took a handfull of vitamins - a multi-V, vitamin D, a MASSIVE vitamin C chewable, and another big oval shaped one that I can't remember the name of....then I sipped a big steaming mug of chamomile honey tea, and drifted off to sleep praying that I'd managed to dodge it. Woke up this morning, and I SO did not dodge it. quite the opposite, actually. I think my cold took advantage of the fact that I was sleeping and got to work on my system.

I have that funny feeling in my head that you get when you have a cold, like your head is actually inside a moderately sized fish-bowl, and everything you hear is both muffled, and absolutely aggravating to your ears.

I have a scratchy throat that makes me want to not talk at all. Did I mention that my job is talking on the phone a lot? It is. Boo.

I have chills, even though I'm wearing a long warm skirt, and two long sleeved shirts. About to reach into my desk drawer and pull out my fleece shawl and wrap it around myself in a manner suggesting that I don't really care how I look right now. I'd like to go home now and curl up in bed with the big brown furry blanket, and snuggle up with a hot water bottle by my feet, and sniffle and sip on chamomile tea, and Canada Dry ginger ale, which reminds me of my Papa.

*sniffle*

PS: I also want some chicken noodle soup. I know I'm supposed to be doing the vegan/vegetarian thing, but I want some chicken noodle soup. And some vanilla pudding. And my strawberry pajamas.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

I heart goat cheese....and my husband's chili....

It's Thursday, and I'm tantalizingly close to the WEEKEND. My brain is buzzing with all of the awesome potential of those two days...maybe I'll break in my new sewing machine, and whip up something awesome. Maybe I'll spend the whole weekend ogling Joy the Baker's recipes. One thing I KNOW I will be doing is having dinner tomorrow night at our house with our friends Bo and Sharon, and their devilishly handsome corgi, Reagan. I have a little doggie crush on him, and I keep dog cookies in the pantry just for him.
ANYWAY, my sweet husband is making us a big tasty pot of Vegan Chili. He makes the best chili. It's full of good stuff....pinto, kindney, black, and chili beans...sweet corn and cute little cubes of tofu...green, red, orange, and red peppers, and some adorable little sweet peppers, along with a couple jalapenos. Seriously, the man makes the BEST chili, and I'm not just biased because I'm his wife or anything. All of this will be consumed with some tasty, creamy guacamole I picked up from Trader Joe's this week. Heck, maybe I'll just throw the guac on top of the chili and scoop everything up with tortilla chips. Anything is possible on the weekend!
Another food-related thing I will DEFINITELY be doing is eating some goat cheese. I love goat cheese. Have you had goat cheese? It's fantastic. My love affair with goat cheese started at Eclipse di Luna, where they serve little balls of goat cheese fried to perfection, then smothered with caramelized onions and then drizzled with wild honey. I know, right? Yum. Incidentally, they also do these uh-mazing frenched lamb chops that you dip into creamy goat cheese sauce with rosemary in it.
What was I talking about again? Oh, goat cheese. Yeah, it's that good. PLUS, Trader Joe's started carrying these little individual portions of goat cheese that I've been eating at lunch. Yum. Time to caramelize some onions this weekend, pop em' on top of a little goat cheese, and break out the orange blossom honey. That counts as breakfast, right?




Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Wednesdayyyyy.....

Man, is it Wednesday already? Maybe I'm just an old married lady or something. I mean, it's 9:30 and I'd really like to be in bed now. I need a hobby. 

Speaking of which, I have a beeee-youtiful new sewing machine headed my way. Maybe I've been cruising Etsy a little too much lately. Maybe I've got a little winter cabin fever. Whatever it is, I want to learn how to SEW. I want to sew blankets, maybe some nice Euro pillow shams for the bed, a little baby quilt for the bun our friend Natalia has in the oven. I have fantasies about sewing clothes, making button holes. 

I really have no clue what I'm doing, which I actually think is more fun. 

More updates to come...

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Mmmmmm oatmeal....

Let me start this by saying that I used to HATE oatmeal as a kid. I didn't like it at all. EXCEPT for the Quaker Maple & Brown sugar kind, with lots of raisins added in, and a little dribble of 2% on top. Bliss. I keep it in the house just in case I get in the mood for it on the weekends, which is interesting because I never really get around to eating breakfast on the weekends. 

Anyway, this morning I woke up and realized that if I do in fact have to go into work today, it won't be until noon. I wanted oatmeal. So I fired up the kettle, pulled out some big bowls, and made a couple steaming helpings of goodness. I just love how oatmeal goes down soft and warm - I feel like it's a little heating blanket applied to the inside of your tummy. It just feels GOOD. 

Yesterday, in order to stay out of Kevin's hair (he was working from home) I decided to whip up a batch of cupcakes to take to work with me today (or if work is closed again, I'll just sit home and eat them all myself). I found some vanilla frosting in the kitchen, right next to a half a box of Mallomars, so I thought - DUH! Sunflower cupcakes! Just did chocolate cupcakes, stuck a Mallomar on top of each one with a dab of icing, then piped on little yellow flower petals. If I had gone fancier, I would have done green leaves, too, but I think my coworkers who brave the treacherous roads today will appreciate these sunny little guys....

Alright....time to pay some bills before I do or do not have to go in to work. I'm going to have SO MUCH TO CATCH UP ON when I get back, but for now I'm trying to enjoy the snowy view from my window....
 

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

The dog days may be over, but the snow days sure aren't....

It SNOWED two nights ago. It snowed 5 INCHES two nights ago. Of course, if I lived in, say, Vermont, nobody would blink an eye, and nobody would care, and everybody would cheerfully hop into their four-wheel-drive vehicles and take to the freshly ploughed ano d salted roads. But here? In Atlanta? I've heard several people call it Snowmageddon. Snowmageddon is how they describe 5 inches of snow. And the whole city shuts down, but only after everybody descends on grocery stores and WalMarts citywide cleaning the places out of bread, milk, eggs, beer, and toilet paper. 

Anyway, I can sort of see why. As a Canadian girl, I'm used to snow falling, and the plough guys hopping out there cleaning everything up (even side streets) within a few hours or so. But here they have no such infrastructure in place here to take care of that. Our street is basically a frozen pond at this point, and I feel like getting into my car and driving would be like grown-up bumper cars. Having said that, it's only half an hour away from the time I call into work to see if they're opening the office today. Part of me realizes there's probably a lot to be done. Another part of me doesn't want to white-knuckle it all the way to work, and would prefer to sit at home in my strawberry pajamas making chocolate cupcakes and finishing the sorting out of my studio. Yesterday was nice - Kevin couldn't get to work either, so he took the day off and we hung out at home cleaning up from Christmas, and watching half a dozen episodes of Psych with large bowls of popcorn and some Newton's Folly apple cider.

Hopefully if they do open the office, I won't have a repeat of last year, which involved me attempting to drive to work, and sliding right through a stop sign and landing my car in a small ditch. 

ANYWAY, you're bored of hearing about my snow-day. Want to hear what I've been up to in the kitchen lately? Of course you do....

My cousin Rachel tweeted a picture of a cake last week, and made the statement that it was the best frosting she'd EVER HAD. I had to have the recipe. I made the cake that night, and here are pictures for your visual enjoyment. It really is the BEST frosting ever. Only mistake I made was being in a teensy bit of a hurry, and not letting my butter get to room temperature, but I will do that next time, and it will be ECSTASY. 
Frosting....mid-mix....

+ Yellow butter bundt cake....
 + Best frosting EVARRRR sprinkled with a little white decorating sugar.....
= YUM.

Time to call and see if I need to go into work.....blurg......

 

Monday, January 3, 2011

Do you hear what I hear?

Do you hear what I hear? Or maybe I shoud say, do you hear what I heard. It was my alarm clock this morning at 6:30 am, which pulled me out of a very bizzarre dream which I believe had something to do with baking (go figure). Here is the mental process I then followed:

1st response: ughhhhhh....what time is it......?
2nd response: 6:30 already? Really?
3rd response: awww.....Christmas/New Year's goodness is officially over....
4th response: okay....coffee......coffee will make this better....

So I dragged myself out of bed, and ran to bump up the heat, and make a VERY LARGE pot of EXTRA STRONG coffee.

It's MONDAY....*sigh*

Another post to come later, where I will discuss the beauties of home-made pasta noodles, and the BEST FROSTING I'VE EVER HAD. Seriously. I might just eat cake for dinner. (Don't judge, Marie Antoinette said it was okay).