sundays and waves

I love this painting. That's why it's on the wall over my couch, along with a lot of other art.

My mom, who knows this, got me this awesome shirt for Christmas. I wear it swing dancing a lot, thereby combining two things that make me happy. Now if only I could eat chocolate while dancing....

She also gave me a journal. Are you noticing a theme yet?

Now, every time someone gives me a nice journal, I'm left with an ethical dilemma: do I fill this gorgeous book with what will, a few years later, be nothing but humiliating drivel, or do I leave it on the shelf to lead a long life of pristine uselessness?* The latter option tends to prevail, as the unused blue satin journal with a sequined cover that someone gave me for my eleventh birthday bears witness. But I hadn't been keeping a personal diary or journal in a while, and I missed it, so finally, I hit upon a solution that I hope will keep me journalling in a regular and worthwhile manner until the book is full. I'm keeping a journal of Sundays.

For example, this week, the third Sunday of Lent, I went to Sunday school and church, made bread, wrote a birthday letter to Timbrel, played volleyball, watched Tangled, and went to a Psalm sing... or at least, that's the nutshell version. Don't worry, the real entry was a lot more interesting. I want to be able to look back and enjoy remembering the best of my college days (or at least what's left of them now that I'm almost done being a junior) by remembering how I rested.

*Sentences like this one are how you know I'm tired.


double fudge irish cream cookies

My mom made these for St Patty's yesterday and WOW, were they scrumptious. The raw dough is even better than the finished product.

1 c. butter
1 1/2 c. sugar
2 eggs
1 t. vanilla
1/2 c. Bailey's Irish cream

2 2/3 c. all-purpose flour
1/2 c. cocoa
1 1/4 t. baking soda
1/4 t. salt
1 t. instant coffee
1 c. white chocolate chips
1/2 c. semisweet chocolate chips

Cream butter and sugar together; beat in eggs and vanilla. Add Bailey's 1 T. at a time. Add dry ingredients. Refrigerate dough 4-6 hours. Roll into 1" balls and flatten slightly; bake at 350 for 8-10 minutes.

Speaking of my mom, happy 50th birthday to you.


thanskgiving pizza

OK, first off, this really was scrumptious, and if you need the testimony of two or three witnesses, ask my roommates. However, I got a 36-hour stomach bug later that night, and thinking about this pizza still makes me queasy. *sigh* Maybe someday I'll make it again.

From the crust up: half a box of stuffing (prepared, of course); some green peas, cooked; some mozza to stick things together; chopped sandwich-meat-type turkey; more cheese; and lastly, some dried cranberries. It was pretty.

yes, this was completely my own invention.

pearl earrings

...may become an obsession. Next, I want to find a pearl eyebrow ring for the upper piercing.