Friday, July 15, 2011

You asked, I answer!

Well, I have to honestly say I love to write - but I've gotten to a point where I cannot freely express what's on my mind at this time, and I cannot even let you in on why. It's all about timing, and it's currently not right.

So I asked you through my Facebook page to give me a topic to write on, and the first one is the best one, I should say. Thanks Tak! Something I can write about! And no, I don't do drugs - though recently my dreams have been becoming more and more real, so who knows if the earthquake was truly all in my head or not. I do live in Vancouver, after all, we are prone to quakes around here.

And Francine, yes, I am totally thrilled you are coming to visit me! I do hope you don't mind sleeping on an inflatable mattress as I still don't have a big enough bed - if it's a problem, I will give you the bed to sleep on. I will blog about all this once you have visited, until then all I can say is, yay! You are coming to visit!

I've been thinking about it, and it's a bit of a draw between Halloween and Christmas, purely because of all the good memories attached to both holidays (though Halloween isn't a day off, nor is it in any way a 'holy' day). Halloween has always been tons of fun for me as a child - all the candy, dressing up and did I mention the candy? One year my mom tried to be a bit creative and make my costume - I was really into the Nightmare Before Christmas (Back when it first came out) and so my mom made me a Sally costume. I don't suppose you know this but my mother is not a seamstress, nor has she ever been. She made the wig with a fleece hat and some red felt and the dress itself was made of a fabric somewhat resembling patchwork. She gets an A for effort, but looking back at it, it wasn't very close to a Sally costume. Not that it matters, really, because Halloween in Montreal is usually really cold, so you end up wearing a snowsuit underneath and everyone just looks like the Michelin Man.

I remember also how my mom got the neighborhood kids into trick or treating by giving them some costumes to wear (she had a bad habit of holding onto all of our old costumes, even if they were well past being too small for any of us to wear) which was fun to see, because what kid doesn't like candy and dressing up? Then there was my dad who loved decorating the house and unearthing the Halloween CD from its sleeping place and having the house sound like it was haunted by bad tunes. And pumpkin carving! My dad enjoyed the use of those stencils that makes having a cool jack-o-lantern a breeze. Thinking over all I wrote down, you might think that Halloween was pretty lame for me, but in reality it was one of those nights that we spent together as a family (well, when we were all still small enough to not go out on our own) and I think that is what really made it special. Even the Sally costume.

Running out of time, gotta get ready for work, so I will talk about Christmas next time!

Melody

Monday, July 4, 2011

The Master of Losing Stuff

Okay. So I went to check my phone and noticed it's not where I expected it to be. After a small search of my room (really, I am fairly tidy and it couldn't of crawled away to a corner like the lizards are prone to do) I realized I lost it. Misplaced it. Whatever. It's not here, okay? Have you ever lost something, like a phone, and suddenly felt its loss like a ton of weight on your chest? All I started thinking was 'now I'm out of contact with... everyone who isn't currently on Facebook. Which in my circle, is most people, because they work normal hours. Unlike me. I sit here writing this on my day off. So I have a whole day to stress about my phone's whereabouts. I'm just praying it's at June and Chuck's house, or else it's at work... if it wasn't stolen, that is. Why someone would want to steal my phone is a real question, because just the other day I unwittingly tested its mettle against a passing car when I dropped it while crossing the street. The back part that covers the battery was run over good and proper, and came out fitting even better than ever. Weird. The rest of it came out with some tough-looking scratches, making it look... refined. Adventurous. Dropped. So if anyone finds a scarred Samsung Gravity, let me know, okay?

What's worse is today is my date night with Nathan, and I am out of contact with him. Best case scenario, he shows up at my door with my phone in hand, the hero of the hour. Worse case scenario he is grumpy, wondering why I didn't answer his texts/phone calls, because he had things to do tonight and therefore will not show up. That would suck. I would be left twiddling some thumbs, wondering where the heck my phone is. It always goes back to the phone, doesn't it?

Another thing I have misplaced - Nathan's camera cord. So all the pictures I took of my latest baking adventures (actually, I only documented the final product) are stuck in the camera until the cord is found. The worse case scenario in this case is it's in storage. Major bummer if that's the case. All that to say I can't show you what my final product looked like, but it was very nice, and tasted super good - a few people had seconds, even though after dinner they claimed to be full. I can show you the recipe though, and what it looked like when someone else made them. I found them through a blog called Bluebonnets & Brownies and they are called Margarita Bars. I've started following a few blogs recently, and they give me a lot of great advice and tempt me with great recipes and craft ideas. You can find a short list of some of those blogs in my profile!

The bars were great, but I changed em up a bit. I did not put food colouring in them, so they did not look unnaturally green like in the image, but in fact were more the pale colour of a real margarita. I also used organic ingredients as much as possible - only the alcohol, limes and powdered sugar were not, simply because I did not find their organic equivalents (though I didn't search for organic tequila and triple sec - does it even exist? Sounds expensive.) The end result was almost too sugary, so if I make them again, and if you are looking to make your own, I suggest upping the lime juice (and maybe increasing the bake time to account for the extra liquid). June said they were like lemon bars, but I didn't use any lemons at all! I might blame the triple sec for that.

The recipe was added to my recipe box, and I'm looking to make something again soon this week. As I am no longer going to school in the fall (many reasons for that, don't freak out!) I am convinced I have to make up for that loss by trying something new at least once a week to gain confidence and skill through practice practice practice. If you have any recommendations let me know! And if you live in the area, just ask and I will give you some of my finished product. Unless it tastes like gross. Then I donate it to the trash can.

I'm thinking of chocolate in my next recipe. And also thinking about my phone, all alone in the world...

Melody