I just made gateau Breton (a French butter cake). It's the best thing I've ever made! Okay, so it's a little burnt around the edges, and the bottom is a little brown too, but it's delicious! Definitely something I can see myself making all the time. I didn't take a picture because it's not perfect, plus I couldn't wait to eat it.
One thing, though...this is the 2nd thing I've made from How to be a Domestic Goddess, and while I love both things I've made, I'm not so crazy about the recipes. The cheesecake was a little bitter, and the gateau Breton...well, I took it out of the oven a full 10 minutes before I was supposed to, and it had still burned around the edges.
Friday, July 27, 2007
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Everything Falls Apart
Well, maybe I'm not that emo yet. But my life is certainly not "Everything Magically Comes Together All At Once!" You would think I'd know this by now and therefore wouldn't get my hopes up so high when exciting things appear to be in the works for me. And yet...
Okay kids, story time! Once upon a time there was this beautiful princess. Er, no, not really. She was really just average. But from an early age, she displayed loads of promise and potential, particularly in such academic novelties as the three R's. Disappointingly, although perhaps not surprisingly, this wunderkind peaked in high school. Her post-secondary "education" existed primarily in the realms of sex, drugs (of the fermented persuasion), and knitting circles, with occasional forays into the classroom. Perhaps with an eye to the future, though perhaps only with an eye to placating her disapproving father, she managed to scrape by with a degree in the most pragmatic (and, incidentally, the most boring) subject she could find: accounting. After graduation (which she did not attend, under the guise of disliking ceremonies...though the truth is something closer to a desire not to see exactly how far she'd fallen in four short years), she balked at the idea of becoming an accountant. Her? A princess? Crunching numbers all day? Pshaw! So she did what any princess faced with reality would do: delayed it a little while by finding a Small Pond where she could still be a Big Fish. She returned to her horrible job as a punching bag for grumpy people, where she was paid in beans and disapproving glares. She prayed for a prince or a miracle to come and rescue her from this horrible hell she had made for herself. Then one day--one beautiful, miraculous day--her prayers were answered! She got an interview for a job she desperately wanted, one for which they only required an ordinary dutchess. And she...she was a princess...a very special princess! She felt sure they would hire her, especially after the interview went so well. And she would finally be able to move into her own castle! Compounding her good fortune and sense of impending glory, the princess met a wonderful prince who could see how truly beautiful she was. However, our princess must have been born under a very unlucky star indeed, for only a few short days later it was all ripped away. The job was given to an ordinary dutchess, and her beautiful prince, upon receiving her kisses, turned into a frog. (For the record, our princess would like to point out that it is much more likely for princes to turn into frogs upon being kissed than the way it goes down in the traditional tale.)
So there you have it. A fairytale in reverse.
Okay kids, story time! Once upon a time there was this beautiful princess. Er, no, not really. She was really just average. But from an early age, she displayed loads of promise and potential, particularly in such academic novelties as the three R's. Disappointingly, although perhaps not surprisingly, this wunderkind peaked in high school. Her post-secondary "education" existed primarily in the realms of sex, drugs (of the fermented persuasion), and knitting circles, with occasional forays into the classroom. Perhaps with an eye to the future, though perhaps only with an eye to placating her disapproving father, she managed to scrape by with a degree in the most pragmatic (and, incidentally, the most boring) subject she could find: accounting. After graduation (which she did not attend, under the guise of disliking ceremonies...though the truth is something closer to a desire not to see exactly how far she'd fallen in four short years), she balked at the idea of becoming an accountant. Her? A princess? Crunching numbers all day? Pshaw! So she did what any princess faced with reality would do: delayed it a little while by finding a Small Pond where she could still be a Big Fish. She returned to her horrible job as a punching bag for grumpy people, where she was paid in beans and disapproving glares. She prayed for a prince or a miracle to come and rescue her from this horrible hell she had made for herself. Then one day--one beautiful, miraculous day--her prayers were answered! She got an interview for a job she desperately wanted, one for which they only required an ordinary dutchess. And she...she was a princess...a very special princess! She felt sure they would hire her, especially after the interview went so well. And she would finally be able to move into her own castle! Compounding her good fortune and sense of impending glory, the princess met a wonderful prince who could see how truly beautiful she was. However, our princess must have been born under a very unlucky star indeed, for only a few short days later it was all ripped away. The job was given to an ordinary dutchess, and her beautiful prince, upon receiving her kisses, turned into a frog. (For the record, our princess would like to point out that it is much more likely for princes to turn into frogs upon being kissed than the way it goes down in the traditional tale.)
So there you have it. A fairytale in reverse.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Monday, July 16, 2007
pretty as a penny, rollerskate skinny
I didn't really want to write about this, just in case I fail, but tomorrow morning I'm going to the DMV to get my license. I'm nervous, and I don't really know what I'm going to do if I don't pass. Hopefully that won't be an issue. I'm trying not to think about it, anyway. Last night I drove home from work. It was my first time driving on Kellogg, and I think I did pretty well. My turns still aren't great, and I'm mostly nervous about the pulling into/backing out of a parking space thing because I don't have any practice with that AT ALL. At Dillons, almost all of the spaces are slanted, and the place where I park isn't nose-to-nose with another space, so I always just pull through. The only other parking I've done is in a driveway. But hopefully everything will go alright tomorrow...if you're reading this, please cross your fingers for me!!
In other news, I've been abnormally tired lately. I think the lack of sleep over the past couple of weeks is just finally catching up to me. Plus, there have been a couple of nights recently when I've stayed up really, really late.
Other than sleeping a lot, not much has been going on with me lately. Just work. I did a little shopping on Saturday, and today I got a few things from Amazon. I'm still expecting one more thing...it should be here by the end of the week, I think. Then I'll have 4 Old 97s CDs. Well, 5, but one of them I downloaded and haven't burned onto a CD yet. Man oh man, I'm like obsessed with this band now.
In other news, I've been abnormally tired lately. I think the lack of sleep over the past couple of weeks is just finally catching up to me. Plus, there have been a couple of nights recently when I've stayed up really, really late.
Other than sleeping a lot, not much has been going on with me lately. Just work. I did a little shopping on Saturday, and today I got a few things from Amazon. I'm still expecting one more thing...it should be here by the end of the week, I think. Then I'll have 4 Old 97s CDs. Well, 5, but one of them I downloaded and haven't burned onto a CD yet. Man oh man, I'm like obsessed with this band now.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
You Might Think It's Stupid, But I Still Think It's Art
Maybe all of my post titles should be Rhett Miller lyrics from now on. Yeah, I kinda dig that idea. At least for today. So I ordered 3 Old 97s CDs today. J.Crew sent me size 10 flip-flops (although I definitely ordered size 11), but it's okay because apparently sizes are negotiable when it comes to non-binding footwear. Okay, they're not as comfortable as one size up would be, but they work. I just need to break them in or something.
If a "tween" is someone stuck between being a kid and a teenager, what do you call someone stuck between being a...whatever...and an adult? Twadult? Uh, I dunno. But whatever it is, I had one of those moments this morning over my breakfast of Fruity Pebbles and café Vienna. Hey, they actually don't taste so bad together. I bought a few groceries last night. I think we're going to try this new thing...Mom buys basic staples, but if we want anything special we're on our own. I started by buying lime popsicles, all natural Oreo-type cookies, veggie chips, pad thai, a sesame chicken noodle bowl (which I ate for lunch today...it wasn't very good...the "chicken flavor" was vegan; I think maybe if I'd stirred in some chicken boullion, it would've improved the flavor greatly), Fruity Pebbles, café Vienna instant coffee, Jones soda, shortbread, and strawberry fruit leather. Mostly snack-type stuff, since I'm not home to eat meals much these days.
Xena has taken over my big red chair. :-\
If a "tween" is someone stuck between being a kid and a teenager, what do you call someone stuck between being a...whatever...and an adult? Twadult? Uh, I dunno. But whatever it is, I had one of those moments this morning over my breakfast of Fruity Pebbles and café Vienna. Hey, they actually don't taste so bad together. I bought a few groceries last night. I think we're going to try this new thing...Mom buys basic staples, but if we want anything special we're on our own. I started by buying lime popsicles, all natural Oreo-type cookies, veggie chips, pad thai, a sesame chicken noodle bowl (which I ate for lunch today...it wasn't very good...the "chicken flavor" was vegan; I think maybe if I'd stirred in some chicken boullion, it would've improved the flavor greatly), Fruity Pebbles, café Vienna instant coffee, Jones soda, shortbread, and strawberry fruit leather. Mostly snack-type stuff, since I'm not home to eat meals much these days.
Xena has taken over my big red chair. :-\
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
My Life...My Stupid, Stupid Life
"It's just two days out of your life, Whitney."
I find myself hearing this every week these days. Between working all of these hours in scanning, working some hours in the front end, and going through this application process at the post office...I'm exhausted! My whole body aches, I'm tired, and I'm frustrated with my life.
Today was day 2 of working 5am-2pm. Test-scanning in produce was a freaking mess. After work, I came home (after stopping at Taco Bell to get some lunch) and filled out paperwork. At 7 I have my pre-employment orientation at the post office, and that's supposed to last 1.5-2 hours. So I'm probably not going to get to bed until 10, and I have to be at work at 3 tomorrow morning. Well, at least I just took a shower, so I won't really need to take one in the morning. Yay for an extra 20 minutes of sleep! :-\
My body is being thrown out of whack these days. I'm not getting enough sleep, I'm not getting regular sleep (which makes it really hard to get any sleep at all sometimes!), I'm eating total crap, I've stopped walking Max (which means I've stopped walking myself too), UGH. My skin is less than perfect, I started my period yesterday, I've got a constant cold...I hate this!
I find myself hearing this every week these days. Between working all of these hours in scanning, working some hours in the front end, and going through this application process at the post office...I'm exhausted! My whole body aches, I'm tired, and I'm frustrated with my life.
Today was day 2 of working 5am-2pm. Test-scanning in produce was a freaking mess. After work, I came home (after stopping at Taco Bell to get some lunch) and filled out paperwork. At 7 I have my pre-employment orientation at the post office, and that's supposed to last 1.5-2 hours. So I'm probably not going to get to bed until 10, and I have to be at work at 3 tomorrow morning. Well, at least I just took a shower, so I won't really need to take one in the morning. Yay for an extra 20 minutes of sleep! :-\
My body is being thrown out of whack these days. I'm not getting enough sleep, I'm not getting regular sleep (which makes it really hard to get any sleep at all sometimes!), I'm eating total crap, I've stopped walking Max (which means I've stopped walking myself too), UGH. My skin is less than perfect, I started my period yesterday, I've got a constant cold...I hate this!
Saturday, July 07, 2007
How Come I'm Killing Myself?? (Oh Rhett Miller...)
Well, I didn't get the job in Hutchinson. I checked the website a few days ago, and the job posting had been removed, so I'm assuming they hired someone else. Last night I applied for another job at the same facility, though. "Facility Engineering ASP"...something about being an assistant to the facility engineering director. Sorting the mail is listed as one of the duties of the position. There's a lot of other stuff I'd be doing too, though...payroll, preparing reports, reconciliations, planning/implementing projects, etc. I found another job I'm thinking of applying for, a position as an office manager somewhere on this side of town. I found it in the newspaper, in the classifieds section. I don't know, though...I'd be applying through some kind of personnel company, and I don't know how I feel about sending my contact info to someone I found in the paper. And I don't know what company I'd be working for. And it's "up to $14/hr"...which would be nice, but it isn't much more than I'll be making at the post office, and the hours would probably be such that I couldn't keep my job at Dillons also. Plus, I'm really looking for something full-time with benefits, and this didn't mention anything about benefits.
Ugh. Other than that stuff, my life has been...boring. Work, work, work. My third schedule for this week gave me today off, which is nice because otherwise I would be in the middle of another 7-day stretch with no time off. And yesterday I found out just how not worth it that is. I got my paycheck from last week's 40 hours. And yes, I worked a 12-hour day and got no overtime. So what was my 40-hour week worth to Dillons? What did my blood, sweat, and tears get me? (Okay, so I don't know about the blood, but I definitely lost some sweat and tears last week.) After taxes, a whopping $246.78! It's the biggest check I've ever gotten, but it's still pathetically small. And I know it'll just continue to seem smaller and smaller once I start working at the post office. I'll be glad when next week is over...after that, my schedule should go back to the normal 20-or-so hours per week. And I'll get to stay home.
Sorry guys. Other than work, I have nothing to write about. I'm too tired from work to do anything interesting, and anyway I don't so much have friends here at home.
Ugh. Other than that stuff, my life has been...boring. Work, work, work. My third schedule for this week gave me today off, which is nice because otherwise I would be in the middle of another 7-day stretch with no time off. And yesterday I found out just how not worth it that is. I got my paycheck from last week's 40 hours. And yes, I worked a 12-hour day and got no overtime. So what was my 40-hour week worth to Dillons? What did my blood, sweat, and tears get me? (Okay, so I don't know about the blood, but I definitely lost some sweat and tears last week.) After taxes, a whopping $246.78! It's the biggest check I've ever gotten, but it's still pathetically small. And I know it'll just continue to seem smaller and smaller once I start working at the post office. I'll be glad when next week is over...after that, my schedule should go back to the normal 20-or-so hours per week. And I'll get to stay home.
Sorry guys. Other than work, I have nothing to write about. I'm too tired from work to do anything interesting, and anyway I don't so much have friends here at home.
Sunday, July 01, 2007
Christmas in July
Between last week and this week, I pretty much have a full-time job, minus the benefits like vacation & stuff. I can't wait to get paid, man. So I can see how much this is all really worth. A.K.A. not much.
July 14th-15th is the premiere weekend for the new Hallmark Keepsake Ornaments. *dork* Yeah, I'm super excited. There are like 4 on the website that I want, including the new Holiday Angels ornament (a series I started collecting last Christmas). I can't tell what symbol of the season this one's holding...it could be either a snowflake or a star. The angel is blue & white & silver. So beautiful! And ya know what? Hallmark has a pear ornament this year!! I'm ridiculously thrilled about this! I'm *hoping* that it's a sign that pear ornaments will be all over the place this year...
Crap, I've gotta go pack...I have to leave for work early today so I can drop off an overnight bag at my dad's house. I'm staying there tonight because I have to be at work at 5 tomorrow morning. Ugh^2.
July 14th-15th is the premiere weekend for the new Hallmark Keepsake Ornaments. *dork* Yeah, I'm super excited. There are like 4 on the website that I want, including the new Holiday Angels ornament (a series I started collecting last Christmas). I can't tell what symbol of the season this one's holding...it could be either a snowflake or a star. The angel is blue & white & silver. So beautiful! And ya know what? Hallmark has a pear ornament this year!! I'm ridiculously thrilled about this! I'm *hoping* that it's a sign that pear ornaments will be all over the place this year...
Crap, I've gotta go pack...I have to leave for work early today so I can drop off an overnight bag at my dad's house. I'm staying there tonight because I have to be at work at 5 tomorrow morning. Ugh^2.
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