Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain

Waiting SUCKS.

Have you ever had something you wanted to tell someone, but you couldn’t yet?

Because nothing was set in stone but it was a good possibility?

Life is pretty damn good at the moment!

From my standpoint, it’s obvious things are headed in the direction I want them to go and people who are close to me should probably be able to guess where I’m headed, but I can’t SAY anything yet! Yet I feel like there is a guy in the corner shrieking the obvious, and people are oblivious to him!

Meh.

Time enough for everything I suppose

Can’t wait

This whole process of getting into school hasn’t been too bad!  Time consuming with many steps, but nothing too bad!

I have to take placement tests- I took the first today and JOY OF JOYS I get to go into beginning algebra.  Which is exactly what I expected. There is so much I don’t remember since of course it’s been 14 years since I took a math class!

I was stagnant.  It’s not a good place to be as a human.  I was depressed and considered asking for antidepressants but curiously enough, signing up for college has made me feel much better.  The thought of being at the level I was in December for the rest of my life was more than I could bear.  And when I wrote my life list I found many of the things were really not that unattainable. With a little work. Or a lot of work.

If you haven’t written a life list I encourage you to do so- had I NOT written that list down, I’m fairly confident I’d be trying Prozac right now.   I’m NOT saying  there is ANYTHING wrong with needing/using medication- it’s just not what I needed!

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My fortune for today?

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Riding a carousel at pojos. Such fun.

In which she shares a funny commercial, and tells you all about how she shouted “Avada Kedavra!”at the fruit tart she was cooking!

First things first. I was watching sponge bob with my nieces and I saw a funny commercial.

It’s moderately horrifying, actually:

There were others!

Stupid advertising.  Now I want some!

Nextly!

It is my sister Elena’s birthday on Tuesday and I made her dinner tonight.  She wanted chicken and rice and a fruit tart.

EASY PEASY LEMON SQUEEZY!

I made rice with chicken stock, simple, flavorful and delicious!

I made King Ranch Chicken! MUAH! (I’ll post that recipe later since our family has changed it a bit)

I hunted around the internet and found a recipe for Brown Butter Fruit Tart. I even watched the video!  It looked SCRUMPTIOUS!

This is how it's supposed to look!

Neither did it look complex! I bought peaches and blueberries and cooked and when I took it out of the oven it was lovely.  Still looked a little watery, but I though, hell, it probably needs to cool.  So I left it alone.

We ate dinner, went to eat it and THIS IS WHAT WE GOT!

Delicious Fruit Soup

W.T.F?

I am a competent cook.  I may flatter myself to even be a GOOD cook.  And YES, I can bake!  So what the fuck did I do wrong?

We tried it and it TASTES marvelous- but it’s runny!  It’s like soup!  It puffed up gloriously souffle like as the recipe said it would. But then? This.

Elena was sweet about it.  When I got worried that it was still liquid I took a frozen chocolate pie out of the freezer and much good eating was had by all.

I did go back to the recipe page and the reviews were…. Not great.  Had I read them  I might have thought twice about it.  I’m going to try it again and I’m going to add more flour next time.  I think that might be the problem.

So yes. I killed something I cooked and I killed it in a dramatic and horrifying way.

I knew you’d all love to hear my disaster. Tomorrow I will bake the shit out of a new tart.

Bastard.

Officially Official

Well, it's got all the "important bits" cut out but here it is! I'm goin to college! Yes, I know it's not Yale and there is nothing glorious or special about a community college, but it's a stepping stone! I may be starting small but I'll get there! YEAH! I AM proud of myself and excited if you must know! I refuse to accept limits! And this all started from making a life list.

When I graduate I’m sending Maggie flowers!

Thus sayeth Jenny the Bloggess. And she's totally right AS USUAL.

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Odd fact

I just ate salsa so spicy my eyelids started to sweat.  Weird, huh?

Open mouth, insert foot

While watching the Fiesta Bowl, Brian and his friends (and a lot of the world) thought this woman was really funny.

She made headlines for NOT being happy in the midst of a huge celebration.

Turns out she’s blind.  So then when I told Brian that he felt like a jerk for watching it over and over and laughing every time.

Well last night, as we were watching the opening ceremonies at the Olympics, during the parade of nations, Brian starts laughing and making fun of how serious the Georgians were.

And then I go read the news and learn one of their athletes (luger Nodar Kumaritashvil) had DIED hours before in a training run.

So of course I go and tell Brian, who then says “I’m never making fun of ANYONE” on the TV ever again.”

“Feel a bit of a shmuck, do you?” I ask and he nods.