tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45316050119861590942024-03-18T22:54:21.869-05:00The Adventures of QuadropusA blog about theater, music, art, and literature. And just about anything else that jumps up to dance.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4531605011986159094.post-10378170608873700322012-10-08T16:49:00.001-05:002012-10-08T16:54:55.089-05:00Because Everyone Needs One<div style="text-align: center;">
I like collecting things. Particularly hedgehog-related things. Because, why not? Also, they're adorable.</div>
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I'm up to nine. My life is so exciting.</div>
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If you don't currently collect anything, you should. But you can't go looking for the thing you collect...you have to happen upon it. Why? Because that's half the fun and also because you can never find anything when you're actually looking for it. OH HOW CONVENIENT THE WORLD IS. But, it's a terribly exciting thing, and y'all should try it. The end.</div>
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I love loved ones. </div>
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I went to Chicago. Again. </div>
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I spent most of the day with my big sisther, Bekah.</div>
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I have a really great sister. Like, really. You don't even understand how great she is.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">(If you're wondering which one is my sister...she's the pretty one.)</span></div>
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Then we made Kezia stop doing responsible things like getting ready for school and cleaning her apartment so she could come hang out with us. </div>
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Because we needed cupcakes, and everyone knows you can't get cupcakes without a third sister.</div>
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Did you know there's a cupcake ATM in Chicago? Cause there is. And it's SO COOL.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">(Oh, Kezi, you're so cute. Stop that.)</span></div>
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Then Kez and I picked her husband up from work. (That's my brother...in case you forgot.)</div>
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And we went back to their apartment for the most lovely home-cooked meal, courtesy of Kezia.</div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">(They wondered why I was walking so slow.. *hehe*)</span></div>
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After what seemed like an extra long week of school, the long weekend finally came. So, naturally, Nunsie came over.</div>
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And Nunsie walked out with this kickin' dress.</div>
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Then we did Henna. Because, let's face it-it's the coolest thing ever.</div>
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It took me like three hours to do that...but it was totally worth it. It was way more than I intended to put on, but I was having so much fun and just got a little carried away. </div>
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Disclaimer: I don't hate school. In fact, I love school. It just stresses me out sometimes...a lot. I get overwhelmed and look forward to the little breaks. But I love it. Learning is awesome. You should do it. Kthxbye.</div>
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Right now, I need you all to imagine if The Jonas Brothers and opera had a baby. </div>
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Imagining it? It's like a fairy tale, right? Something way too good to be true. </div>
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I'm about to blow your mind here. </div>
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You ready?</div>
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That baby exists.</div>
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And that baby's name is <i>Il Volo. </i><br />
Just take a look.<br />
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I KNOW, RIGHT?!<br />
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My mum and I went on a little date tonight to see these charming fellows.<br />
Best. Night. Of. My Life.<br />
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Not only were they the coolest people I've ever seen, but it was at the gorgeous Peabody Opera House.<br />
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And we had freaking awesome seats.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-small;">(Don't let this photo deceive you. We were actually really close. My phone just takes awful photos and refuses to zoom. It's like a rearview mirror- "objects in this picture are closer than they appear.")</span><br />
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THEY WERE SO CUTE.<br />
Okay, sorry. I just had to be a teenage girl for a moment. But I'm over it now.<br />
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So, in case you're terribly confused right now, <i>Il Volo </i>is this singing trio of teenagers from Italy. They dress like the Jonas Brothers. No joke, they wore skinny jeans and vests and everything. And they sing like Andrea Bocelli. Except better. AND THEY'RE LIKE SIXTEEN.<br />
Their names are Piero, Gianluca, and Ignazio.<br />
Are those not the best names ever?<br />
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My mom and I were kind of freaking out.<br />
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I'm going to Italy over Spring Break this year with my school. You can bet that I will be finding their addresses so that I can go propose.<br />
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Is it weird if a groom sings at his own wedding? </div>
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Because I'm marrying them. But they'll have to sing during the ceremony, too. </div>
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So, hey, <i>Il Volo</i>, if you ever need some fresh and spunky American soprano to tour with you- hit me up.<br />
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K, bye.</div>
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As of last Friday, my brother has been married for two weeks.</div>
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Anyways, it was absolutely the most wonderful wedding I've ever been to. </div>
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I haven't been to many weddings. But I know this one was one of the best ever.</div>
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I'm pretty sure Kezia only agreed to marry Aaron so that she could have a super awesome Danish surname. Cause, it's not like he has any other redeeming qualities that a girl would wish for in a guy...like the fact that he 100% adores her, is as chivalrous as chivalrous can be, and has a pretty nice smile ;)</div>
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Silly boy.</div>
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The actual reception was back on Kezia's family's farm. It was absolutely beautiful. There was a lot of singing and dancing and laughter, and love. </div>
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I got this pretty spectacular sister out of it.</div>
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To add to the pretty spectacular one that I already had.</div>
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The MUG Sticky Toffee Pudding Recipe. </div>
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I know. </div>
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I freaked out too. </div>
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The website has 80 gajillion other mug recipes.</div>
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Including Mac 'n' Cheese...IN A MUG. </div>
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You're welcome. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4531605011986159094.post-76477576086723159422012-07-07T13:21:00.000-05:002012-07-07T13:21:42.751-05:00Congratulations! It's a boy!<div style="text-align: center;">
I'd like to introduce you all to my new little bundle of joy!</div>
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His name is Gustav.</div>
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Nunsie and I adopted him last night at the Missouri Botanical Garden.</div>
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I get him this week, and then she gets him next week, starting on Monday.</div>
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We're thrilled to be able to share his beauty with the world. </div>
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Welcome to the world,</div>
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Little Gus!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4531605011986159094.post-38394497180168000982012-07-04T19:41:00.000-05:002012-07-04T19:43:42.203-05:00Happy Birthday, America!<div style="text-align: center;">
Friend: Are you free tomorrow?<br />
You: Of course I'm free! This is Amurrrika!<br />
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So is America. </div>
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Yup.</div>
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And this kid.</div>
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She's my favorite.</div>
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Kids. </div>
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Are so cute.</div>
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You know when you first start thinking about your future and all the wonderful things you might be able to do when you're an adult? As soon as that happens you start coming up with all these ideas. Often times, it's depressing, because you realize you have so much time to wait until that can really happen. Because you're just a kid, and nothing cool happens until you're all grown up. </div>
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Last August, I was in the car on some long road- trip with my family when I started thinking...why should I have to wait for my dreams to come true? Why can't I just go out and grab them? I called my friend, Jacqueline, asking if she was interested in pursuing them with me. She was. </div>
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Jack Attack is kind of a big deal when it comes to the technical side of theater, so, naturally, she was perfect for the job. We pulled our talents together and were actually able to produce something to be proud of. We worked on it for a year. We auditioned a cast, bought the scripts, paid the royalties, booked a venue, put together some costumes, rented lights, built a set, etc. etc. And it turned out pretty darn awesome. </div>
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St. Louis is the best city during the summer. Oh, you think your city's better? Ha, nope. You're wrong. St. Louis wins. Hands down.</div>
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There's the Shakespeare Festival (This year was Othello) totally free and outside in the beautiful Forest Park on Art Hill, there's countless outdoor concerts year round, the zoo, the Muny, and thousands of other events that make you a better person if you go to them. Culture, people. It's a great thing. </div>
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Kezia was in town for a few days, so we went to the zoo and swimming and to the Chinese Lantern festival at the Missouri Botanical Gardens. (Ha, told you St. Louis wins). It was absolutely incredible. Seriously, guys, go see this stuff. It's SO COOL.</div>
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I am officially half-way through high school.</div>
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Junior year, here I come.</div>
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And the title of this post is a lie...I will be coming back. In the Fall. </div>
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But now it's time for summer. And no homework. And no tests. And no getting up early. And no uniforms.</div>
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My friend is having her annual 'Burning Party" tonight. </div>
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Goodbye, Canto XXIII of Dante's Inferno.</div>
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K, bye.</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4531605011986159094.post-17293809690127697662012-05-05T23:04:00.001-05:002012-07-04T19:44:57.992-05:00Darling, Save the Last Dance for Me<div align="center">
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I've realized that this post may completely ruin my chances of ever having friends in the future. Because...it's incredibly weird. At least Nunsie will have the same problem. So we can live together in our weird solitary world. Or maybe we can start a cult with other weird people who have lost all their friends due to their obsession with floor-length velvet skirts and awkawrdly delicious food. That'd be exciting. We can all listen to Marina & the Diamonds while drinking Japanese soda together, and Nunsie will provide us with Rosemary cupcakes with goat cheese frosting. Yum. </div>
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I'm sitting here in my sibling's 11th floor apartment looking over Lake Michigan and downtown Chicago. Yes, I'm back :) Told you I love coming here. My dad and I rode the train up here yesterday. Today, we spent the day with my brother's fiancee, Kezia. We went down to Navy Pier and walked around and took a ride on the ferris wheel. Which, if I'm being honest, was absolutely terrifying. I hate heights, haha. </div>
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Tonight, my dad and sister are taking my brother out for his 21st birthday while Kez and I go to the original Gino's for some Chicago-style pizza. Yum!</div>
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On Sunday night, my friend Jackie and I went on a hike in Castlewood State Park. She had a photography project to work on, and you know I love to take pictures there. Here were some of my shots.</div>
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There's been many exciting things happening in my life as of late. </div>
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My new violin, Albert Johannes von Froenig. He has THE most beautiful sound, and I'm absolutely in love with him. My old violin, Wilhelm von Froenig is a little jealous...but hopefully he understands.</div>
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The second was my recent trip to Chicago to see my brother and sister. Let it be known, I WILL be living in this city one day soon. You can't stop me. It's one of my favorite places in the world.</div>
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This is the view from my sibling's apartment. *swoon* I'm so jealous.</div>
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My brother is getting <em>married </em>to this little cutie. Her name is Kezia, and I absolutely adore her. I told my brother that if he didn't marry her, I would. Because I just need her in my family. I'm glad it worked out this way, cause let's be honest...I really didn't want to marry her :P</div>
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In my opinion, Mondays are the worst day of the week. You'd think that after having two full days to "refresh" yourself, you wouldn't be tired. But Monday is the day that I'm at my worst. Tuesdays, oddly enough, are my best days. Anyhowzits. I've found the best way to get through any Monday...or any day, really, is chocolate. Here's my cure for Mondays.</div>
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The Mug Brownie. </div>
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Possibly the most delightful little 'pick-me-up' to be created. A few weeks ago, my dad brought me one of Betty Crocker's 'Warm Delights', and while I enjoyed it, I realized that it would be pretty easy to make myself. So after a few attempts, I had my own simple recipe for this instant brownie. </div>
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<strong>Ingredients</strong></div>
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-2 and 1/2 tbsp of cocoa powder</div>
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-2 and 1/2 tbsp of flour </div>
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1/2 tbsp of baking powder</div>
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2 tbsp of sugar</div>
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1/2 tbsp brown sugar</div>
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1 tbsp vanilla</div>
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1 tbsp MELTED butter</div>
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1 tbsp milk</div>
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1 1/2 tbsp plain or vanilla Greek yogurt (or sour cream)</div>
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dash of salt</div>
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<strong>Directions</strong></div>
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-Mix all the ingredients together in a coffee mug until they look like a normal brownie batter, and then microwave for 1 minute and 10 secs (or until it looks like a brownie...)</div>
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Indulge!</div>
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<strong>Tips</strong></div>
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-drizzle a little hot fudge or carmel on top</div>
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-I used cake flour a few times instead of regular flour and my brownie was particularly moist and delicious. However, be careful not to use too much...because I did once and my mug overflowed. It was quite a mess.</div>
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I hope this cures your Monday...or your chocolate craving :)</div>
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Yes...I realize I posted this on a Tuesday, but considering that yesterday was President's Day, and I was off school...today feels like a Monday.</div>
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Wednesday was my school's annual ski trip, and like last year, I didn't go. (If you didn't sign up for the trip, you were allowed to stay home from school.) Meaning, I got the day off to do whatever I pleased. So, I met Nunsie in a cute part of town for breakfast, then we went to Castlewood State Park to go on a hike and take some pictures. This park is absolutely amazing. My favorite trail goes way up high on a bluff overlooking the Meremac River and some train tracks. </div>
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And, if you know Nunsie and me, you know we couldn't pass up a photo shoot with this scenery.</div>
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We found this spray-painted on the wooden look-out and we couldn't resist. It was just a coincidence that my loyal pup, Lance, decided to walk in for a cameo in this shot.</div>
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These pictures turned out to be quite an ordeal, because as we were leaving the park, a police car started to follow us, after he pulled us over, he started interrogating us about skipping school/doing drugs/ etc. Of course we were so scared we were on the brink of tears. He was a pretty jerky cop. He started laughing at us and once he was convinced we were telling him the truth that we were just up there to take pictures and hike, he continued to talk to us just to freak us out more. Needless to say, it was not a great experience, and we were both shaking the whole way home. </div>
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We concluded that he picked us out because the fact that Nunsie was wearing leggings as pants was a crime against fashion.</div>
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But hey, we got some great pictures, right? It was a pretty great day, minus the unnecessary run-in with the police.</div>
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<em>The title of this post comes from Ingrid Michaelson's 'You and I'.</em></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4531605011986159094.post-20736493195054908602012-01-30T20:46:00.005-06:002012-02-11T19:35:50.915-06:00White-Chocolate and Cranberry Cookies<div align="center">For some reason, during class today, I thought that the combination of white-chocolate and cranberries would be delicious in a cookie. So, I came home from school and tried it out. </div><div align="center"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuueP07GpGHQ1iGMV3H6yKMUSnHM6hLhu1kXBLQKCnawdpDXZFAJeMtUwGXdDYaEsG-U3AAqxH2ZYG5xBMtDDZmzD65BLGuhWdlH4j7n4DjQ6Gy6oYDDo0u9VniaW3DJhwMtAK5LdGxd0/s1600/cookies.jpg"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703622917181776578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuueP07GpGHQ1iGMV3H6yKMUSnHM6hLhu1kXBLQKCnawdpDXZFAJeMtUwGXdDYaEsG-U3AAqxH2ZYG5xBMtDDZmzD65BLGuhWdlH4j7n4DjQ6Gy6oYDDo0u9VniaW3DJhwMtAK5LdGxd0/s400/cookies.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">I think they turned out pretty good. So, I thought I'd share the recipe with you lovelies.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Ingredients:</div><div align="center">2 cups flour</div><div align="center">1/2 tsp. baking soda</div><div align="center">1/2 teaspoon salt</div><div align="center">3/4 cup unsalted butter, melted</div><div align="center">1 cup packed brown sugar</div><div align="center">1/2 cup white sugar</div><div align="center">1 tbl. vanilla extract</div><div align="center">1 egg</div><div align="center">1 egg yolk</div><div align="center">1/2 cup of sour cream </div><div align="center">Dried cranberries</div><div align="center">White chocolate chips</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Directions:</div><div align="center">1. Preheat the oven to 325 F. Grease cookie sheets.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">2. Sift together the flour, baking soda, and salt.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">3. In a bowl, cream together the melted butter, brown sugar, and white sugar until blended.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">4. Beat in the vanilla, egg, and yolk until light. Mix in sifted ingredients. </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">5. Stir in white-chocolate chips and dried cranberries.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">6. Bake for 15-17 minutes.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Tips:</div><div align="center">Use plain Greek Yogurt instead of sour cream. It's a lot healthier, and tastes exactly the same.</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">Enjoy!</div><div align="center"> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4531605011986159094.post-47152245850902788622012-01-16T22:11:00.010-06:002012-02-18T00:03:37.773-06:00Why Did the Hipster Burn His Tongue?\<br /><div align="center">Today, my friend, Nunsie, came over for a hipster fashion-shoot. Yeah, yeah, I know, if you call yourself a hipster, you're not really a hipster. Whatever.</div><div align="center">She brought over a bunch of her crazy clothes and we took pictures for a few hours. </div><div align="center">Here's a few of my favorites.</div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDf-2DyugEJVqaHSh28Z0GYyXvOBxaMktLHs-8x024JJfdVRtepB5bchWy7efOMJXOIPBQ5a5vEtJbcHkv5a67oq6dy4AITxQHeIfJ0G7TFJutKRt5rdlwYwSKrfh7zqL1DWWiQMcMdXY/s1600/nunsie+1.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698448917843483554" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDf-2DyugEJVqaHSh28Z0GYyXvOBxaMktLHs-8x024JJfdVRtepB5bchWy7efOMJXOIPBQ5a5vEtJbcHkv5a67oq6dy4AITxQHeIfJ0G7TFJutKRt5rdlwYwSKrfh7zqL1DWWiQMcMdXY/s400/nunsie+1.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center">Isn't she gorgeous?</p><p align="center"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698449693240007746" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJuxm5kokoItAIKdWU9WjgZHzH4nk0RlHGa3n0jk3D0d9dLpf56gOlMlB29qy5nZMF6PMsBA9eKI1pyCd8TTrUYpDvQuqHVw_KG_ayWxPH3gl093Rjk9C1y8VZo6877HlINaSQHS6JVQI/s400/nunsie+2.jpg" /><br /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKMh-RdsrheC1anOwpL4yv34d4HE-Qn70ldbpigvvqklPmU1Uj8FbVH7ERz9rQhclSZb4P4TcnoQ4WNE-758fCldny3kXOEG8efHeHj9tz6uorhnzFQ-Ih41GwX2WHUAtWYbaGiJiJueU/s1600/Nunsie+3.jpg"><img style="width: 300px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698449914671063650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKMh-RdsrheC1anOwpL4yv34d4HE-Qn70ldbpigvvqklPmU1Uj8FbVH7ERz9rQhclSZb4P4TcnoQ4WNE-758fCldny3kXOEG8efHeHj9tz6uorhnzFQ-Ih41GwX2WHUAtWYbaGiJiJueU/s400/Nunsie+3.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center">And here's a few of me, that are not as cool...let's just say I prefer to be behind the camera.</p><p align="center"><br /><img style="width: 284px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698450200125728898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2lzhwE7BXWC5HUZsiN4vpUCCFVFwUYeDb4aVd9affhRdolvyExiQDRoFVvUVw67puqx58QVmmNiDXjShzwH89Z7M_pxxY1tDSkMVgkv_c_F9DgEvj1_EjUMCu28TIjlTGSNzJn-U47FI/s400/Anna+1.jpg" /></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk76fD3YneMFhNnY9dGBKX_Fx7U-AnX74yQFmb-yNm0awplwMVeIhqyuKnVQWi1YYXXDKG60-_S27rLClkmyhIVzeTPompPZeVlXHPYmKfE5UsDOxNTpXY6qQGltwfxU67yDT06zUpRhg/s1600/Anna+2.jpg"><img style="width: 240px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698450495228407986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgk76fD3YneMFhNnY9dGBKX_Fx7U-AnX74yQFmb-yNm0awplwMVeIhqyuKnVQWi1YYXXDKG60-_S27rLClkmyhIVzeTPompPZeVlXHPYmKfE5UsDOxNTpXY6qQGltwfxU67yDT06zUpRhg/s400/Anna+2.jpg" /></a></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYXVBRb3pHOUXNDg1qLf670rO3KIaDFUqbWSPTsIsSGXwk2t2WRxYdDHmLcVWClVGNkQoveZCLUv2g-ef6Mb1Y12nE_4BQxjA3KzGr9dOiC1JxqPuv9t2ZMXTz7XM4oN1Nd874Pct_7DA/s1600/Anna+5.jpg"><img style="width: 291px; height: 400px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698450726293414690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYXVBRb3pHOUXNDg1qLf670rO3KIaDFUqbWSPTsIsSGXwk2t2WRxYdDHmLcVWClVGNkQoveZCLUv2g-ef6Mb1Y12nE_4BQxjA3KzGr9dOiC1JxqPuv9t2ZMXTz7XM4oN1Nd874Pct_7DA/s400/Anna+5.jpg" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYXVBRb3pHOUXNDg1qLf670rO3KIaDFUqbWSPTsIsSGXwk2t2WRxYdDHmLcVWClVGNkQoveZCLUv2g-ef6Mb1Y12nE_4BQxjA3KzGr9dOiC1JxqPuv9t2ZMXTz7XM4oN1Nd874Pct_7DA/s1600/Anna+5.jpg"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center">Yes, I am wearing a vest over a sweater. It's not a big deal.</p><p align="center">After the shoot we had the most delicious lunch. A quesadilla made with goat cheese, carmelized onions, red peppers, roasted corn, and homemade guacamole. Yum.</p><p align="center"> Oh yeah, and answer to the title is:</p><p align="center">He drank his fair-trade goat's milk espresso before it was cool ;)</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4531605011986159094.post-47973341498360458532012-01-08T17:56:00.009-06:002012-01-08T18:39:36.248-06:00Tea In The Sahara With YouI drink tea. A lot of tea, actually. It's perhaps my favorite thing to drink. I have a few that I like more than others, but I love trying new kinds. I even tried one that was made with gun powder a few weeks ago...that was, interesting, to say the least. I don't think I'll be having a cup of that again anytime soon.<br /><div> </div><div> I love tea because you can drink it hot or cold, or in any kind of weather. Yeah, yeah, I know you can do that with coffee too. But tea is better. So, here's a recipe for an Iced Chai Tea. I think it's quite delicious, and on days when it's just a bit too hot to drink a steaming cup 'a' tea, this is the next best thing. </div><div><br /></div><div>I know what you're thinking, "It's winter. Why would I want a cold drink?" Well, the answer to that is that St. Louis is stupid, and even though it's January 8, it's warm enough to go outside with just a sweatshirt on, and still be warm. I refuse to call this winter. I honestly think I'm being cheated out of my annual winter experience, and I'd like a refund. Thank you.</div><div><br /></div><div>Anyhow, for this recipe you will need these ingredients.</div><br /><p align="center"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695421956490940594" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAxXk3D-_hJgGU3Qnuw5Csdyhy4k3DypO7lJg356VTY3eGUS3NvVFeHtiw76fKIIaN4z479btMzkVLlhYPbl7Wltn1xcr5AZvawK1JGrXkHo7PEsJda3itbdAF2j8DJXr9oVUISv7971Y/s400/DSCN4516.JPG" /><div align="left"> Chai tea (my favorite is Bigelow's Vanilla Chai, but you can use whatever kind you like.)</div><div align="left">Heavy Whipping Cream, or Half-and-Half\</div><div align="left">Milk</div><div align="left">Vanilla Extract</div><div align="left">Sugar</div><div align="left">Spices of your choosing (I chose Nutmeg and Pumpkin Pie Spice)</div><div align="left">Blender</div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">And here's how to make it. </div><div align="left"> </div><div align="left">First, brew a cup of tea Then, take two tablespoons of whipping cream, two tablespoons of milk, one teaspoon of vanilla extract, and two teaspoons of sugar. Then add a bit of your spices of choice, and blend it all together. Once it's all mixed and creamy, pour it over ice, and enjoy!</div><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBq_XldnwL9RIsPFlzEl4AQw8h2Twn-3yFM8EFPmgDeMiF6zoQjFSw_FxzGjx_ctvmUhlsvH7i5K9tH4iSEjN7vs7ASAvgrMOTD7ySFNmV97UcEXrrfEhtpevb60UqVVAJ_VWI_Sib3vM/s1600/DSCN4517.JPG"><img style="width: 400px; height: 300px; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695424475775258738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBq_XldnwL9RIsPFlzEl4AQw8h2Twn-3yFM8EFPmgDeMiF6zoQjFSw_FxzGjx_ctvmUhlsvH7i5K9tH4iSEjN7vs7ASAvgrMOTD7ySFNmV97UcEXrrfEhtpevb60UqVVAJ_VWI_Sib3vM/s400/DSCN4517.JPG" /></a></p><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBq_XldnwL9RIsPFlzEl4AQw8h2Twn-3yFM8EFPmgDeMiF6zoQjFSw_FxzGjx_ctvmUhlsvH7i5K9tH4iSEjN7vs7ASAvgrMOTD7ySFNmV97UcEXrrfEhtpevb60UqVVAJ_VWI_Sib3vM/s1600/DSCN4517.JPG"><div align="left"> </div></a><p></p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center">Happy drinking!</p><p align="center">-Anna</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center">*The title of this post comes from The Police's song, <em>Tea In The Sahara*</em></p><p align="center"> </p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4531605011986159094.post-88126684640145024932012-01-01T17:37:00.002-06:002012-01-01T17:40:48.343-06:00One More GoSo, it's January 1, 2012. And I've decided to start over. Let's give this one more go.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0