Cookies are the new black

I’m in a cookie-baking trend right now. Tonight I made my 5th batch in 1 1/2 weeks, white chocolate chip. I used a regular chocolate chip recipe with white instead of semi-sweet, plus I threw in some coconut. They’re extremely sweet, and the next time I make them I will use half the amount of white chocolate chips, which are too candy-like to use in the same quantities as regular semi-sweet chips.

The Valley had a new heat record today: 114 degrees record at the Phoenix Sky Harbor airport. It is very hot. It’s still 100 degrees and it’s coming on 11 o’clock.  Only stupid people live here during the summer. I am an idiot.

Last night I cajoled my gentleman caller into going down to the pool with me after seeing “The Bourne Ultimatum”. (A misnomer — if there was an ultimatum, I didn’t catch it.) It was about midnight and the water was smooth and dark and refreshing. After a few minutes of having him carry me around in the deepest sections of the pool in a manly fashion (5 feet deep and my breathing holes would be submerged), we settled on the pool steps to watch the sky for shooting stars. Thank you, Perseids meteor shower.

Now another weekend is through and it’s back to work tomorrow, in a new green v-neck short-sleeve sweater I bought at Old Navy before the movie.

August 12, 2007. Words. 2 comments.

Finished another quilt

I completed my third quilt tonight, a smaller one than my previous two.  I have 8 designs marked in my quilt book and now I need to actually choose one for the baby quilt that’s next on the list.  I suppose I could create my own design, modify a traditional one a little bit, give it a plausible sounding name like West’s Star or Field of Brambles, first published in 1902.

Another friend from high school is pregnant, due in February.  She and I had New Years Eve parties together for several years starting in 11th grade, and her husband was my AP Chemistry lab partner.  Now they’ve been married 4 years and are expecting a baby.

August 8, 2007. Words. 1 comment.

Happy Birthday Baby!

Minnesota corn does crazy things to you

Knee high by the fourth of July is a load of crap. It’s not even the end of June and look how tall it is. Also, if you click on the picture you’ll see a slightly larger version that shows that I’m smiling a little bit and not just looking really haughty.
muscles

My first cousins-once-removed couldn’t get enough of asking him to flex his manly muscles. He taught them the classic subtle maneuver: “the beach is that way”.

August 7, 2007. Words. 1 comment.

Cauliflower is back!

I went to the grocery store after the gym, thinking I would buy more fruit.  (I have eaten everything I bought last Friday.)  Turns out I was hungry and easily swayed by their sneaky marketing techniques and special sales and spent $70.  Lots of fruit, yogurt, whole-grain cereals, skim milk, “healthy-ish” frozen dinners, vegetables.  Two women behind me in line put their purchases on the conveyor belt and did not use the plastic divider.  The clerk reached for the next item, looked at the 2-pound bag of peanut M&Ms and past it to the soda and chips, and said, “This is the divider, right?”  I like to think it’s because he noticed the difference between my choices and theirs, and really it’s probably because there was a gap where they would have put the plastic bar.

For two months I have been faithfully checking the frozen vegetable section and there has been no cauliflower.  It is the tastiest frozen vegetable and has a better texture than frozen broccoli or beans.  And then today, cauliflower!  It has returned!  Fantastic.

On a side note, I did not purchase another can of sweetened condensed milk “in case I need it for baking”, because in reality I would just eat it straight.  Like I did to the can I opened on Friday or Saturday.  I’m licking the last of it off a fork now.  1300 calories, 30 grams of fat, and 220 grams of sugar.

August 7, 2007. Words. Leave a comment.

Gourmet Cooking: Lesson 2

Crèmé du Sucré

1.  Open can of sweetened condensed milk.

2.  Eat a few spoonfuls at a time.

Variation: Use a fork instead.

August 6, 2007. Words. 2 comments.

To the gym!

I went to the gym this afternoon after probably a month without, the longest gym-free span in a year and a half.  I was lazy, and the gym seemed so far away, and it was all hot outside and stuff.

So I went today and read one People magazine featuring an exclusive interview with post-jail Paris Hilton, and brought home the latest People for next time, and the August issue of Marie Claire to read at home.

I was surprised to see that their scale said I had only gained 1.5 pounds since I last weighed myself on it.  I feel pudgier and sluggish and it’s definitely time to start going back.  Exercise every day is essential for a healthy body and mind.  It’s not as convenient now that my work moved to a new location.  Maybe my next big purchase will be an elliptical machine, which I will use most days in the comfort of my own home.  I don’t know where it would go, though.  In the living room?  Wedged in a corner of the bedroom?  Out on the balcony starting in the fall?

If I lived in a three bedroom house we could each have our own work rooms.  He’d have an office space to himself, and I would have a room with a desk, my sewing machine and supplies, and an elliptical machine.

Note: search for housing rentals.  Must allow dogs.  3 bedroom, 2 bathroom.  Fenced yard & doggy door ideal.  Garage or carport optional.

August 5, 2007. Words. 1 comment.

The honorable thing to do

I went to the grocery store to buy lots of fruit (black grapes, green grapes, cherries, nectarines, peaches, and cherries), and toilet bowl cleaner (Clorox, Kaboom BowlBlaster).  I also had some air freshener in the cart.  When I got to my car I unloaded the bags and saw the air freshener, alone in the corner, having been secreted out of the store without paying.

“Ohhhh…” I said aloud, disappointed in myself.  I looked at the store, and the car, and the store, and the air freshener.  I sighed a big melodramatic sigh and trudged back in to pay for it.  $1.62.  I hope you’re happy now, Albertsons.

August 4, 2007. Words. 2 comments.

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