Do you know what I’m not doing tonight? Work. I’m done. I had a long day – work at my lab from 9-2, class from 2:30-4, meeting from 4-5, osteology lab from 5-6, and grocery shopping from 6-7. I’m tired of working. I’m laying in bed, blogging. And no one will stop me. (I may even eat some chocolate kisses – getting wild over here!)
Do you know what’s good? Chocolate. Do you know what’s also good? Sugar. So let’s just put the two together and call it a day, shall we? I’ve completely mucked up my sleep schedule. I fell asleep at 8:30 (!!!) last night, woke up for an hour at 2, then slept until 6. So, what did I decide to do at 9 pm tonight? I decided it was the perfect time to start whipping together a sugary concoction. This makes a huge, delicious batch of puppy chow. However, I figured since I was visiting Kyle and his roommates this weekend, I’d bring it with me on the road and feed the leftovers to them. Because no one appreciates homemade food like college students. This is quick, easy, and delicious. I made it while watching “Downtown Abbey” (I’m on episode 3 of Season 1 – completely addicted). Make it only if you have a lot of mouths to feed or if you’re down to eat 10 cups of puppy chow (which more power to you – let’s stop feeling shame for enjoying delicious foods, yes?)
I’m awake early. Earlier than I’m usually awake on the weekends. I adore sleep. I wish I could be one of those people who thinks “you can sleep when you’re dead!” and fight to stay awake each moment. But… I’m not. I love snuggling up in my blanket and reading a good book until I pass out. I actually just finished my “for fun” book (which I only allow myself to read before bed) and I wasn’t too impressed. May write a post about it once I collect my thoughts, or you may have to live in suspense forever.
Anyway. Bread. Yes, we were talking about bread, weren’t we? Whenever people ask me, “if you could only eat one food for the rest of your life, what would you pick?” I usually answer bread. or cheese. or créme brûlée. Bread is perfect in its simplest form (no.. not white sliced bread from the grocery store) or more complex. My ma made this while I was home over break and I probably ate half of the loaf. The recipe is incredibly easy (for some reason, having to let bread rise intimidates me) and doesn’t require any special supplies. If you’re a new bread maker and are slightly intimidated (like me) you should give it a try. Continue reading
When I started school, one other girl, Kelsey, was let into the program with the same advisor as me. Although we’re interested in slightly different things, she also started to work in the same archaeology lab as me, so we talk often. One of the awesome things about her is that she’s really into homemade foods and crafts, plus she eats pretty damn healthy. Although I started getting into more nutritious foods last year, as well as working out more, school had started to make wellness eating the last thing on my mind. But Kelsey has really inspired me to focus more on healthy eating and when I saw this recipe on pinterest, I decided to give it a try.
Do you know what I often need? Some perspective. Unsurprisingly, grad school is stressful. At times, extremely, extremely stressful. While the problems I have (paper deadlines, conference abstracts, loans, etc.) are troubling, in the grand scheme of life, they really don’t mean too terribly much. Health, family, relationships, positive attitude, goals – those are things that matter.
Where is this reality check coming from? I, like many teens and adults, have gotten sucked into the John Green obsession. I was recommended this book by a friend, Lisa. Lisa and I were just sort of acquantinces in college and it wasn’t until she moved to France that we started talking more. Odd, a bit. Every so often we email each other suggestions of books and music. So from her recommendation, I picked up “The Fault in Our Stars” by John Green from my local library without having a clue what it was about. Continue reading
I love cheese. I love bread. I love garlic. What could go wrong? Nothing. I’ve had my eye on this recipe for awhile, thanks to pinterest and I decided to make it one afternoon after my family visited. My mom is always so sweet and leaves me with tons of delicious food to eat each time she visits. When she and my Aunt Kathy stopped by and left a loaf of yummy looking bread, I decided to give this a try. Continue reading
Remember when I originally said I’d blog about recipes, crafts, and books? Well, I’m finally deciding to give the book part a try. I love reading. Sentences like that sound like a cliché, but there are actually people who don’t like to read (I know this, because my good friend’s boyfriend is one of them). One of the things I was most looking forward to for break was reading pleasure books. I spend most of my time pouring over articles from archaeology journals or books by prominent archaeologists. I love this reading, but it’s not as easy on the mind as something like “Julie and Julia” by Julie Powell. Continue reading
Well… I did it! I survived my first semester of graduate school. Although I cried and stressed, I made it. And overall, I really did enjoy my first semester. It’s hard moving to a new place and trying out something completely new, but I managed and met some great people along the way, explored a funky town, started two new jobs, and learned a crap ton. (Plus – brag, brag – I managed to get all A’s in my courses this semester. Which was not the easiest task for me.) Continue reading
These cookies are one of those ideas you see and you think, “How have I not thought of this before?!”
Or. . . if you’re like a normal person, you see the photograph, think “God – those have to be the most unhealthiest cookies in the world,” and then click to the next page.
Not me. I see things like this and I see a challenge. Must. Make. Them. Now.
I’ve made these cookies a couple times and every time I have my friends have told me how much they love me. I sent these to Kyle, my boyfriend, while he was deployed two or three times to eat and share with friends. After each package, he’d tell me how his friends would say he needs to propose to me pronto. Yep, these cookies are so good that they’ll encourage a marriage proposal. (No worries Ma’ – Kyle is not going to propose any time soon.)
I just ate two of these. NO SHAME. I deserved them. Wanna’ know why? Because I just cleaned our disgusting fridge. If you would have seen the fridge before, you would have said I actually deserved 4 cookies. (Trust me, my ma’ has seen my fridge – she can vouch for me.) That being said, these cookies were ridiculously easy to make and I whipped them up one day after class when I wanted something sweet. Plus, these cookies remind me of childhood and for some reason my friend, Sam. (Did she eat a lot of Funfetti cake?!) More important question … do I eat a third?