crisis averted! mostly.

Yesterday at work, we had the worst crisis imaginable. Far worse, even, than a fire that burns down the building while my Gophers hockey poster and #44 Ryan Ward magnet are still inside: our coffeemaker broke. Mary, Jan and I stood in the kitchen staring at it in disbelief, then we all scrambled across the street to the chow mein ...

bakin’, bacon

Holiday cookin’ plans: pumpkin scones (tonight, for Matt’s parents when they arrive) dates with blue cheese and walnuts (for Thanksgiving at my parents’ and Matt’s) New York cheesecake with sour cream and cherries on top (for dessert on Thanksgiving: PARENTAL SUMMIT) pecan pie with bourbon (for Matt on Thanksgiving) cranberry-pecan bread (for this weekend) cornbread stuffing with bacon, apples, and ...

i can’t wait for flag day.

This may just strike me as the most hysterical thing ever because I have the tattoo and all, but check out the LOLcat Wasteland. I love it. (Muchas gracias to mi novio Matt for the link.) So, we’re getting into that time of year when inevitably someone will bitch at you for saying ‘Christmas’ (or my preferred version, xmas: the ...