Bugloss

I just made the best chocolate chip cookies I have ever made. This is bragging to the maximum but I am rather proud of them. They're fat. Fatter than fat. They probably make you fat but I don't care. They're crunchy on the outside and soft on the inside. YUMMMMM. I've already had two, not to mention the dough I swiped. Shhh! Don't tell anyone! I would love another in a few minutes....

Ok so I looked a few places for the BEST recipe and I ended up choosing one from Food Network.
I altered it just a little to become..... this!

Chocolate Chip Cookies from Food Network

With alterations by yours truly

Makes: about 30 cookies

Ingredients

1/4 cup unsalted butter

3/4 cup packed dark brown sugar

3/4 cup sugar

2 large eggs

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

8-12 ounces chocolate chips of chunks

2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour

3/4 teaspoon baking soda

1 teaspoon fine salt

Directions

Evenly position 2 racks in the middle of the oven and preheat to 375 degrees F. (on convection setting if you have it.) Pam baking sheet. (If you use one sheet, let it cool in-between baking periods)

Put the butter in a microwave safe bowl, cover and microwave on medium power until melted. Cool slightly and do not pour into bowl until after you whisk the sugars, eggs, butter and vanilla in a large bowl. Whisk until smooth.

Whisk the flour, baking soda and salt in another bowl. Stir the dry ingredients into the wet ingredients with a wooden spoon; take care not to over mix. Stir in the chocolate chips or chunks.

Scoop heaping tablespoons of the dough onto the prepared pans. (WARNING “heaping tablespoons” are huge after cooked.) Wet hands slightly and roll the dough into balls. Space the cookies about 2-inches apart on the pans. Bake, until golden, but still soft in the center, 12 to 16 minutes, depending on how chewy or crunchy you like your cookies. (On my oven: 11 minutes is plenty) Transfer hot cookies with a spatula to a rack to cool. Serve.

Store cookies in a tightly sealed container for up to 5 days.

I am Chef and Mary is Boyardee

Every time I make cookies or really anything-- I feel like Ned from Pushing Daisies. I would love to open up my own pie shop, even though pies aren't my specialty, I would still love to open it up because I would make it dang cute! Oh this sounds so fun! I want to start gathering recipes ASAP!

Mezereon

I feel like being studious.

I feel like wearing glasses.
I feel like reading Jane Eyre.
I feel like drinking herbal tea.
I feel like writing on paper- a real piece of paper.
I feel like cleaning my room.
I think I've got the opposite of summer fever.

I feel like running in a field of daisies.


What kind of fever is that?

School is finished for the year of 08-09.

I am happy.


No.

I am more than happy.



Let Summer begin.

SUNDEW

One of my favorite parts about working at the water park is the reaction to the slides. I'm not a mean person but the man screams are so funny! Apparently, men over 200 lbs. are in no way allowed to scream on the slides. They act macho and tough BUT IT HAPPENS! aha! It's like I catch them off guard and it's sad but I know they're enjoying it.... plus I can't help but giggle a little. Would you like to know what they sound like? Like this:

aaaaaaahhhhH! with the capital 'H' at the end.


One of the best moments today happened on a slide with three drops. a young girl and boy went down the slide together. On the first drop there was a girl scream and a boy scream. Typical. That's perfectly normal. However on the second drop there was a girl scream and a... girl scream. It made my entire day! The fact that he forgot for just one moment that stereotypically he had to be all manly tough was great!


What a day.


I bet you wish you worked at a water park for five hours a day.

BREAKING NEWS

I would like to briefly take a moment to tell the world I am going on a facebook fast. It has recently come to my attention that I go on it WAY too much. And it got me thinking, I could be so much more productive-- I mean think of the hours I could be doing something worth while! So here we go. It started about two hours ago and it will go at least until Friday. Woah. Woah. Woah. Woah. Isn't that crazy? Well not really but here's the thing. For some of my friends, that's my only way of communication. So I think that as of now, I'm definitely having mixed feelings about it. But what can I say other than I'm just going to give it a shot and see how it goes. I may be on a facebook fast but I am NOT on a blog fast. NEVERRRRRRR!

I won't grow up

Sleepless in Seattle

I cannot sleep. What have I done for the past three hours you ask? Well....

Watched Penelope. One of my favorite movies ever. I love the message, Penelope's style, and of course, the one and only, James McAvoy.

Read the news.

Watched trailers for Sunshine Cleaning and My Sisters Keeper. I want to see them both. Wow. I love Emily Blunt and I cannot wait to see her in Sunshine and did you know that Sofia Vassilieva shaved her head for the movie? Now that is dedication if I ever saw it. Oh and look at this link to see her imdb picture. She is amazingly beautiful I cannot get over it.

Watched the pilot episode of Glee. Love it! How awesome is that! I hope they keep it. My favorite character was the girl teacher. I don't know why but I was sincerely drawn to her character. She is SO cute! In a way, she reminds me of Chuck from Pushing Daisies.

Clove-tree

Houses have got to be one of the strangest things ever. What in the world? Who was the first to come up with it? Think about it for a second. Like really, really think about it. They're little huts for little people to live in in this little world. Isn't it cute? I love how unique houses can be too! Big ones, small ones, blue ones, yellow ones, shared ones, and owned ones and the lists just keeps on going and going and going... And what I love the most, is how they can be truly anywhere.




If you could live ANYWHERE, in any country, in any street, on any... rock? (see above) where would you live? What would it look like? What would be special about it to you?

BINDWEED

Even now, I cannot tell you what happened. I have never spaced so much as I did today, at lunch, while performing in a one act play, in front of maybe 45 people. PEERS. How many pages I skipped I will never know. What is there to say other than... oops. Ok, ok, ok. So right before I went on, I told Brianna, my co star that my mind was completely blank and so I was hoping that once I got on it would just flow. Well! That is a joke because it did not. Good glory.

But there's a silver lining! I get to do it again tomorrow. This is good because I can hopefully redeem myself. This is going to be interesting. BUT! I realized that I was insanely tired. No wonder I disgraced myself! I came home from school and briefly 'shut me eyes' and BAM. Next thing I know it's time to go to work. So the plan was to go to bed early but American Idol is tonight where we get to see who wins. (Kris Allen pa-leeez!!!!! that's just my guess- but of course they're both winners)

Alright, alright. There is no way tomorrow's show can be worse. Think Positive!

shamoo and i are buds

Pear Tree

Pouvre, pouvre mon pere. Il tres, tres malade. Ou est mon pere tu parle? HOPITAL. No pleurer. Il est bien. J'espere il rentrer bientot.J'aime papa!

SUM SUM

SUMMER HAS OFFICIALLY STARTED FOR ME. Which is why I have changed the background!!! Aint it great? Aint it swell? How do you spell aint? Well that doesn't matter to me at the moment. There are two weeks of school left and I am happy. I start my spectacular summer job at the local water park this week and I am happy. My one act play is this week and I am happy. The sun is shining and I am happy. Are YOU happy?

Gilhiflower

a katie sandwich is the best kind of sandwich

I have had a million bagillion canzabillion fafillion thoughts since I last posted. A few of them have included:

• Escalators have got to be one of the most laziest inventions ever. 10 yards. 45 degree angle. It's not too hard is it?
• How do you make Lady Gaga cry? Polk-her Face.
  
• Some womens fashion scares me. We were in a department store today and every piece of clothing has sheer material with ancient patterns and ruffles in places I didn't know you could put ruffles.
  
• Cold pizza completes my life. 'Nuf said.
• I don't know what I would do without electives in school. Because they're the things I'm interested in, my days are somewhat bearable. woot.
• Why do dogs turn in circles before they sit down? Abish does it all the time. For me, I just plop down in a chair and call it good.
  
• Does lemon juice in your hair really work? Or is it simply making the memory that' s the fun part?

I could go on for ages but I shan't. I shall resist because I have an important announcement to make. Drum roll please...

I AM HALF WAY CPR CERTIFIED! Why yes. I did take a CPR course (for work this summer) Why yes. I did pass the demonstration. Why no. I have not taken the writen part yet. Why yes. I am taking it on Monday. Why yes. I can save your life.

Arum

This is one of my favorite pictures of all time. I know, I know. My eyes are closed as I am applying a heavy does of mascara but that doesn't seem to bother me. I am about to go on stage, the place I'm happiest, to do a show which holds fond memories in my heart. Bliss.

seaweed

My new favorite swimsuit line?

LIME RICKI

It seriously is fantastic. I love ALL their swim suits. Unfortunately, the one I loved the most was out in my size and the size below me! Do you want to know what was in though? XS. And let me tell ya, I am not XS. That's ok though. I'll fall in love with another swimsuit soon enough I just know it.

Summer's approaching! Get your swimsuits! Huzzah!!!!!!

Mother Nature

Today is Mother's Day. Do you have a mother? I do, I have a fabulous mom actually. I do not know what I would do without her but I do know that simply, or rather not so simply, with out her, things would not be the way they are today. For that and countless other things, I am eternally grateful to ma mere.



To my mom and to women everywhere: thank you for being who you are. Thank you for being Beautiful -- no matter a woman's appearance, she is beautiful because of her natural instinct. The instinct to be unique and kind. Pure and clean. Gracious and accepting. Loving and nurturing.

Love you. Mean it.

Coriander

Wednesday:
2:13 pm: Race out of English. Run to locker room. Change into all black and head upstairs to dance studio A.

4:05 pm: Leave studio exhausted and overwhelmed.

4:45 pm: What was that dang song called? 'Should I Go?' by Brandy. Thanks Christine you're a life saver. ;)

5-8:00 pm: Practice combo over and over and over again. Don't feel great about it by the end but hope for the best. I'll just practice at lunch.

9:00 pm: American Idol time! Don't go Allison!

10:00 pm: Lights Out! 4:45 am is going to be earrrrrrrrly

Thursday:
2:13 pm: Race out of science. Head to the locker room. Change into all black and head to Dance Room A.

2:30-4:oo pm: Final dance auditions. Across the floor; turn combo, leap combo, dance combo. Well at least that could have been worse, right?

4:00 pm: "If I call your number stay for call backs." Please don't call my number, please don't call my number. "... #18, #21..." #21?! What?! NO! Why did I even try out for this? Good glory.

4:15 pm: Perform dance number. Yikes that was stiff.

5:00 pm: Home. Shower, dress.

7:30 pm: Choir Concert

11:00pm: Ni-night! Tomorrow's Friday. huzzzah!

Friday:
2:15 pm: Head to practice room for The Proposal rehearsals.

3:05 pm: Rush out of rehearsal and head to dance door for the list that was posted.

3:06 pm: Heart pounding. All I need is Dance 3. I just need technique. Know the basics. Ok. Dance 3 is great. Calm down. Don't expect anything else. Why are you even nervous? As much as you love dance it's not like your DEEPEST desire is to be a prima ballerina. Oh gosh. How many stairs are there?

3:07 pm: Check Dance 3 list. Oh ok. Eyes wander up to Dance Company list. What?! What?! Is this a joke?

Folks. Last name on the list is mine. Can you believe this? I can not. I still can not. I was not the best dancer there. I was not even close. D-co? Yikes. I am super excited but super over whelmed. Next year is going to be FANTASTIC.... I think. I've auditioned, signed up, or applied for anything I can next year because I wanted to be busy and involved. Well I guess I got my wish.

the list

The Year of 09-10 consists of....

• Physiology. Good Glory. I'm excited to learn but this is going to be intense.
  
• A Cappella
• A Cappella council perhaps? (I applied for secretary and to be on the activities committee and I guess we will see what happens! Although, I don't think I'm going to be so bummed if I don't get in it now.)
• Drama
• Fall Musical, Spring Play, Region/State Competition, Advanced Drama Plays maybe???
• Dance Company school class
• Dance Company AFTER school rehearsals

woah. When I write it out, that doesn't even look too busy. It looks manageable! Sweet! Therefor, Franklin and Covey here I come! I'm going to need a planner badddddddd!

Finally, thank you so much to my dance teachers Sarah and Lindsey for giving me this chance. I won't let you down! I will dance like, like.... the wind!! Yes the wind.

Pasque-flower

This week has got to be the craziest week of the history of man. Ok, well maybe not ALL of man but definitely sasha. Seriously, it's Wednesday and thank goodness. Tomorrow is my last HARD HARD HARD day and then Friday and Saturday are intense but definitely doable.

But guess what? Je happy camper! Oui. Oui. Oui.... Well mostly. I am trying to but not gonna lie sometimes I'm just incredibly tired and don't feel like talking much or even smiling. Shame shame shame I know. But there is still Thursday and Friday and come to think of it, Saturday and Sunday and you know what? This is crazy: My whole life! Yesum. Whole life. Happy Camping. That's it in a nut shell folks. The end.

Green Finch and Linnet Bird, Nightingale, Black Bird

So I'm on my way to my dance concert (which was excellent by the way) and before I explain, let me just tell you I'm a people watcher. What can I say? I just like to look at people- so I look over to the car to my left and the man in the passenger seat flips me the bird. I am sorry for the image I just put in your head. I know it is very graphic therefor, my apologies. But what in the world?! Good glory did I deserve this? No. No one deserves a birdy.

At first I was a little upset but then I started laughing. Truth be told, it's a little funny. And who knows what he's been through today? Maybe a tornado blew down his house. So yes, he was as of then homeless. When I looked over at him he thought, 'She has a house. I'm jealous.' and the rest is history. Or maybe he was just cracking his knuckles in a peculiar (and I repeat) peculiar way. Wait I've got it! In his mind, it is opposite day. So instead of gesturing something that is very inappropriate, he was gesturing, 'Hey! You look like a nice person. Let's be best friends forever!' Yah that's it. I like the way that man thinks.

So if that's the case, birdy man, I forgive you.
love always,
your bff, sasha