5 posts tagged “cookies”
I was so excited that my mom said I could bake Blondie Brownies. She's been saying no since Christmas because we have a ton of sweets in the house. After washing the bird shit off my car, I washed my hands thoroughly singing Happy Birthday twice out loud, and went on to bake Blondie Brownies a few hours ago.
I found the recipe for Blondie Brownies on the back of a Toll House Chocolate Chips bag about a year ago and saved the bag. There was a recipe for Chocolate Chip Cookies as well. I folded up the empty chocolate chips bag so I wouldn't get confused. I read the familiar directions and hand mixed everything because our electric hand mixer is broken and I didn't feel like lugging out the Kitchen Aid mixer.
By the time I finished the entire recipe, I realized that I've been reading the Chocolate Chip Cookie recipe instead of the Blondie Brownies. Which is why it was so familiar to me! Crap. I was (not) so pissed. Because even though Blondie Brownies are greater-than Chocolate Chip Cookies, after baking a batch---these cookies are the best Chocolate Chip cookies I've ever baked. Ever. They're moist, semi-cakey, and yummy!
At least my first mistake of '08 was a good one.
After years of my mother telling me there's a ghost in my house, I finally found evidence. This is a picture my brother took of his girlfriend on her cellphone (which is the same phone as mine). Look to the right... see that white figure? What the crap is that? Now, as I'm typing this entry I am freaking out because every single horror movie I've seen is suddenly being played out in my head with me as the main character. Ahh, so freaked out.
And Miko's been sniffing out one of the corners in my house all day. She'll lie down next to it with her nose in the corner determined to find out what's up when there's clearly nothing there. Miko is freaking me out.
Cheers.
This is going to be a good year.
I hope you all had a wonderful Christmas day! I know I did =)
<3!
<3 Have a wonderful night!
I went to Target after class tonight with Venika. I got there first because I was closer (go figure). My iPod got frozen for the fifth time. When I parked my car, I tried to unfreeze it. This guy came from in front of my car pushing a cart, his car was next to mine. He pushed his cart between our cars--knowing it was a tight fit. Whatever, my eyes went back to my iPod. All of a sudden, he's touching my car. I hear and I feel the cart scrape across my car. My evil eye floated right over to him.
"Sorry!" I hear. He pulls back, but hits my mirror. What the fuck?
Okay, so maybe I did park a little close to his car, but that's because the over-sized SUV next to me was parked weird as well; I was parking accordingly! But, still, do you not have any spatial sense? ...or common sense?
Venika spots me at this time, and I get out of my car. No scratches. But it still made me mad. My iPod was still frozen.
We went into Target and I bought Freedom Writers. I love that movie to the extreme. This semester, I had the honor to have the best Professor ever. And in a way, she reminds me of Mrs. Gruwell. I've learned that it's different to teach in urban schools, and it's more difficult. But like the movie, my Professor taught us to keep learning fun, to grow a community within the classroom, and to make the class feel like home. I think that's so important. It's important to know everyone and to care despite the past. I know it's easier in college to become friends with your classmates. Trust me, I know that. But with the Tech shooter, he was a loner. Nobody really paid attention to him I bet because they said they couldn't find much information on him. All I could think about right now is what was he feeling? I mean, he was about to kill himself. He planned that out. Serial killers never plan their escape. He didn't care at all anymore for himself, so why would he care about others? I'm so devestated. This hurts.
I want to make a difference in this world. Like Mrs. Gruwell did. And I feel as a teacher, I can do that. Even if it's just with elementary school children. It's so wonderful to see children's eye light up when they learned something new or when they get excited about something. I really want to help, but I still need a little more confidence.
Again, nothing too interesting tonight. My life hasn't been interesting lately. I'm starting to get a bit bored.
PS;
Who uses Strawberry-scented Deodorant? I mean, honestly, these new scents for deodorants are...well, ewww.
I found my lip balm! Where was it, you ask? In one of my other purses. Figures, huh? Ya, I know.
So, I went and saw Because I Said So tonight. If you don't want me to give away the ending, I suggest you don't finish reading this paragraph. I thought it was a little weird. Only for the fact that I would NEVER want my mother to marry my boyfriend's father. That just, shouldn't happen. I would say, "I found him first! I got dibs on this family!" Everything else about that movie was cute and funny. And I probably would buy it on DVD. I'm a sucker for romantic comedies. The one thing I love best about romantic comedies is that I still feel that I have hope. I know, I know that sounds bad. Let me rephrase that. It keeps me hopeful.
I went to Starbucks after work today because I felt really bad. The kids were being kids today, and I got this tiny headache on the left side of my head. It's cold outside, and I wanted a caramel frappucchino. My regular barista guy wasn't there again, but my second regular barista guy was there. Wow, I can't believe I wrote that. Anyway, there was a new guy. He gave me my frappucchino, and I couldn't help but stare. He has beautiful blue eyes and brown hair. I'm terrible at looking guys in the eye at first. For one, I'm short, so that would have me bend my neck so I can look at you in the eye. Second, if I'm totally attracted to you it would make it harder. But this blue-eyed barista guy, I couldn't look away. Blue eyes get me.
I got cookie dough today from Venika. Yes, I totally took a picture of it Venika, how couldn't I?! This is seriously the ultimate wallow tub to have when you went through
a break-up or a fight a friend or if the entire world hates you. I could eat it with a spoon and be satisfied. Give me a chick flick like The Notebook or Something New and a flannel blanket and I'm in heaven. However, tonight...I baked them.
It wasn't long after I put them in the oven when my dad took out a tub of Coldstone Rocky Road ice cream. I love Rocky Road, especially Coldstone's. Jeeze, thanks for informing me that, dad. Or else I wouldn't have baked the cookies! I took a spoonful of rocky road and two warm chocolate chip cookies.
