i guess i had to comment at some point. no, sunday did not end well. but, it was a good game; an iu grad solidified the win for new orleans and despite what haters will say, the indianapolis colts left miami with their class intact. extra ring or not, i love me some colts and what will never change.
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last sunday, while andrew had basketball practice, luke and i played a round of “pig.” suffice to say, it was the longest game of “pig” of mankind which was ever recorded. after we finished (and luke narrowly won), he shot around a bit by himself. after sucking so much playing with me, suddenly he couldn’t miss a shot. i guess i just bring out the best in my opponents.
i am so proud to say that my mom is the opposite of this. thank you, mom, for showing me that i can and should be autonomous.
“So many mothers say they want their daughters to be independent, but what they really hope is that they’ll find a well-compensated banker or lawyer and settle down between the ages of 25 and 28 in Greenwich, Darien, or That Town, USA, to raise babies, do the grocery shopping, and work out in relative comfort for the rest of their lives. I know this, because I employ their daughters. They raise us to think they want us to have careers, and they send us to college, but even they don’t really believe women can be autonomous.”
~Kell on Earth is the new black.
(via holleewoodworld)
confession: i am a over-ripened banana hoarder. at the first sign of brown speckles, i think to myself, “yay, banana bread.” of course, i could buy bananas and let them ripen (instead of using them for oatmeal), but what’s the fun in that? something about rescuing what would be trash-able produce makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
i have tried other banana bread recipes but continually come back to this one. it’s from “the green cookbook,” as we call it in our house, from which most recipes call for lard or crisco. really? crisco in banana bread? this one, gladly, does not include shelf-stable animal fat and has received a few tweaks from me over the years. i even know it by heart now, something i never thought would happen. this time i added frozen blueberries, bc antioxidants are good for you and i dare you to show me something that isn’t better with blueberries. i also subbed applesauce for the oil and while i wasn’t overly excited about it upon first taste, the next day the bread turned sort of dense and really moist, without being at all heavy. delish. recipe below the jump.
“green cookbook” banana bread, spruced up by yours truly
1 3/4 c flour
2 tsp baking powder
1/2 tsp baking soda
1/2 tsp salt
1 tsp cinnamon
3/4 c sugar
1/2 c oil (or applesauce)
2 eggs
3 bananas (or however many you have)
1 tsp vanilla
measure and sift the first (dry) group of ingredients into a bowl, set aside.
in a mixing bowl, add the next three and beat until frothy (don’t over beat!) and add the vanilla and bananas. next add the dry ingredients to the mixing bowl gradually.
optional: fold in blueberries (or nuts, raisins, raspberries, etc) after everything is mixed together.
add mixture to a greased loaf pan and bake at 350 for an hour. resist burning hands and mouth for a sample upon baking completion.
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need an original, not to mention FUN, valentines day gift idea for your sweetie (or yourself)? how about socks? yes, you read that correctly. i’ve spoken about my love for happy feet before and i now own (and LOVE) a pair of my own. i realize at $10 a pair, these are a bit expensive, but i feel the quality makes them well worth the cost. plus, if you buy 4 pair you get free shipping. while a dozen roses, to some, are pretty, happy feet socks won’t die after a week. it’s the gift that keeps on giving, clark.
note: for those lucky enough to have a barneys in their city, you can now buy happy feet there!
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Everybody now:
for the record, i do love my brother(s). very much.
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my brothers think this game is the most awesome game ever. next to “doorknob,” of course. albeit a bit funny, it’s annoying (and dangerous, especially when you’re IN a vw) when you’re the only two people in the car. note (LUKE & ANDREW): the rule where you can’t punch the driver. i so owe you a punch. have you ever been curious about who invented this game? wonder no more, vw tracked him down. his name is sluggy patterson (first name is a bit ironic) and, wait for it….he has a blog. i’ll pause while you add it to your google reader. i constantly wonder why vw is so stinking cool and i’m so happy i support them.
side note: i really want to be friends with sluggy.
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