What is it about ice cream that makes me so nostalgic and reflective? Earlier this summer, a stop at our favorite ice cream shop took me on a trip down memory lane. Now, I have come to see the lesson in the gravest of ice cream accidents: a dropped scoop.
Archive for August, 2009
I spend a fair amount of time in the mountains in the summer, but I’m not really a girl who likes to “rough it.” What can I say — I like to hike around in the woods and be able to have a hot shower if I feel like it. So I don’t really see a whole bunch of wildlife besides the usual deer, squirrels and frogs. (Well, there was that one time I almost drove into the back end of a mountain lion. That’s another story.)
I’m not sure there is anything better in this world than starting a day with a plate of light, fluffy pancakes that are jam-packed with fresh huckleberries. The kind of pancake where every single bite explodes with huckleberry flavor.
Hummus is probably one of my favorite snacks. There are so many delicious versions in the grocery store, but I just can’t bring myself to buy them anymore. It is just too easy to make hummus at home, and it’s so much cheaper!
It was bound to happen. Kellan’s new favorite phrase is no longer “what you doin’?” He has moved on to the great and formidable question of “WHY?”
I have to say, I didn’t really expect this one to go into heavy rotation until…I don’t know….at least preschool or something.
I think I’ve gone off the rails a bit lately. Usually, I’m all about healthy eating, but lately my four main food groups have been butter, sugar, chocolate and more butter…
So. It’s time to get back on track. Bring on the broccoli.
Heath care reformThe debate over health care reform is everywhere lately. And I think the CG person at MSNBC (in short, the person who types in all the crawls and graphics) must be getting a little weary of typing HEALTH CARE REFORM.
When I got asked to judge a local fundraiser called the Cupcake Collective, I think my sweet tooth hollered out “YEEEESSSSSSSS PLEEEEEEZE!” before I had time to think. (My sweet tooth is a living, breathing entity that speaks entirely on its own. It also has the ability to will my hand to pick up delicious goodies and shove them into my mouth. I swear, I have nothing to do with it.)
This week, I am celebrating the smartest decision I have ever made — the decision to marry the man I now call my husband.
It’s all set! In a few weeks, we’ll be heading to the Oregon Coast for a nice family getaway. I’m already starting to think about what to pack, but more importantly, I’m thinking about how to survive our first big road trip.
We’ve never driven more than 3 hours with Kellan before. The trip we’re taking will average about 10 hours. Yikes.
This is the story of a pretty rotten week, my attempt to find solace in a plate of brownies, and how I completely botched the recipe…only to discover one of the most delightful treats I’ve ever tasted: the Brownie Batter Sundae.