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So I made up today for Teh Lazy of yesterday, primarily because I got a puppy-shaped wake-up call at 9 am when my parents went grocery shopping. Madison does not do well on her own; she pawed, cried, and ultimately barked at my door until I came downstairs, and then she sat on me. Then I made an excursion to Michael's with my mother because the grocery store does not carry food coloring. Clearly the baking gods are plotting against me. We also popped into Petsmart to look at the ferrets--well, I looked, my mom still thinks they're rats. Sigh.
Then I proved onces again to the cosmos that I am not a baker. I made hydaspes's nanaimo bars, mostly (there were liberties taken involving Jello pudding and margarine) and then mixed up the dough for her pinwheel shortbread cookies. Somehow I ended up with a "dough" the consistancy of cat litter. o.O Adding water brought it down to the texture of Playdough, though, so I mixed the food coloring into that and called it a day. We will have red and green cookies for Christmas and then fireworks (blue & tan, purple & gold) for New Year's. Assuming the cookies actually come out in any way cookie-like, which is always a major question mark where I'm concerned.
I used every bowl in the house for this and got powdered sugar all down my front. Thus I decided to round out the day by cleaning out the fireplace. :-)
Also, we have finally discovered something Madison likes to eat more than the furniture: smoked dried pig's ears. We'll have to see whether she's old enough to figure out rawhide now.
And now, after long delay, that First Line Meme thinger for 2005:
January: I didn't get up until one o'clock today. Beauty.
Feburary: I SUCK.
March: Today I wrote a program, took a test, said "Kill all the males" in Hebrew, ate a crepe, explained why I hate everyone but Shylock in "The Merchant of Venice," reconstructed a language and showed off in ALH.
April: So I've been skimming the news lately, and between the Terri Schiavo case, Rehnquist, and the hijinks over gay marriage some of the state courts have been up, I've started wondering about the fate of the Republican party--are the Evangelicals and the uptight Libertarians going to destroy each other?
May: Oh, my cheeses...I think I may have broken my guts...
June: OMG I want to spork the US Customs Service so bad.
July: Sandra Day O'Conner is retiring from the Supreme court. All I can say is: oh, hell, no.
August: Lovely day out.
September: My cognitive psychology professor is an odd one.
October: What is it about Saturdays that prevents me from accomplishing anything?
November: NaNo count: 2,143. Nevertheless, I'm not picking up good vibrations.
December: So walking to class should not resemble the Ice Capades.
Expect the Year in Fanfic Meme some time next week, subsequent to a little more fanfic...I hope. ::crosses fingers::
Then I proved onces again to the cosmos that I am not a baker. I made hydaspes's nanaimo bars, mostly (there were liberties taken involving Jello pudding and margarine) and then mixed up the dough for her pinwheel shortbread cookies. Somehow I ended up with a "dough" the consistancy of cat litter. o.O Adding water brought it down to the texture of Playdough, though, so I mixed the food coloring into that and called it a day. We will have red and green cookies for Christmas and then fireworks (blue & tan, purple & gold) for New Year's. Assuming the cookies actually come out in any way cookie-like, which is always a major question mark where I'm concerned.
I used every bowl in the house for this and got powdered sugar all down my front. Thus I decided to round out the day by cleaning out the fireplace. :-)
Also, we have finally discovered something Madison likes to eat more than the furniture: smoked dried pig's ears. We'll have to see whether she's old enough to figure out rawhide now.
And now, after long delay, that First Line Meme thinger for 2005:
January: I didn't get up until one o'clock today. Beauty.
Feburary: I SUCK.
March: Today I wrote a program, took a test, said "Kill all the males" in Hebrew, ate a crepe, explained why I hate everyone but Shylock in "The Merchant of Venice," reconstructed a language and showed off in ALH.
April: So I've been skimming the news lately, and between the Terri Schiavo case, Rehnquist, and the hijinks over gay marriage some of the state courts have been up, I've started wondering about the fate of the Republican party--are the Evangelicals and the uptight Libertarians going to destroy each other?
May: Oh, my cheeses...I think I may have broken my guts...
June: OMG I want to spork the US Customs Service so bad.
July: Sandra Day O'Conner is retiring from the Supreme court. All I can say is: oh, hell, no.
August: Lovely day out.
September: My cognitive psychology professor is an odd one.
October: What is it about Saturdays that prevents me from accomplishing anything?
November: NaNo count: 2,143. Nevertheless, I'm not picking up good vibrations.
December: So walking to class should not resemble the Ice Capades.
Expect the Year in Fanfic Meme some time next week, subsequent to a little more fanfic...I hope. ::crosses fingers::