1) Today I went to a lecture. It was ninety minutes in a small stuffy room listening to an academic read two chapters of his new book. Not that it wasn't interesting, but as a presentation it seemed to show a lack of effort.
2) On Monday we're having an office meeting about hours we have to be on the reference desk. I believe that the gist of this meeting will be "Why can't I have what I want?" and therefore it will be miserable, long, and stupid.
3) The difference between the airports in Greenville South Carolina and Greenville North Carolina is about five hours by car and about $220 by air if you make your reservation at the wrong airport and don't catch it in time to avoid rebooking fees. Finding this out took up most of my morning.
The other part of my morning was making cupcakes for a baby shower. The last time I was in Hobby Lobby I found these:
You may have seen them before here. I don't think I said "Eureka!" when I found them but I may have said "Aha!" or "Hey!"
I used a recipe for Milky Way Pound Cake. The recipe asked for 12 fun-sized bars, but I only got a package of eight, and they looked smaller than I remembered anyway, so I used some mini bars to measure out eight ounces.
Milky Ways look fairly funky while melting--I think it's the nougat:
Once the cupcakes were baked I stuffed a mini Milky Way into their centers:
I debated adding sprinkles but decided not to. The people I made them for liked them, but while planning them I underestimated the associations between babies and brown goop: I wouldn't quite call them meconium cupcakes, but...they tasted good, anyway. And I think people kept the babies as a souvenir.
ETA: My nephew turned seventeen yesterday. Apparently his first words to his mother in the morning were "Now I can buy parental advisory video games!" but he didn't have an R-rated movies he wanted to see. This is his birthday hat:
The Grilled Cheesecake Sandwich. So delightfully wrong.
My parents came down to visit a few weeks back. One of the events they wanted to go to was an equestrian meet. We woke up to a day of rain but we thought the meet would surely be indoors.
The other attendees could tell we were rubes because we weren't wearing boots.
When we got home we had a fire and adult beverages:
Here. Proving it's a good thing to be a nice guy, good at your job, and a giver of coprolites.
Today was the first of six furlough days we have this fiscal year, so I was able to go to a matinee of Jane Campion's new movie. It was at the art house here so you can have cappucino with your popcorn and everyone in the audience waited to leave until the credits had fully rolled.
It was a lovely, rrrrromantic movie (which to me means Unhappy Ending and Characters Who Bounce Their Reality Check, not that that's always a bad thing) and the textiles were extra awesome, light, flowy, sparkly, rough, polished, just a feast if that's your confection of choice.
I want to know more about the jacket Fanny is wearing here--it reminded me of a yoyo quilt, but made with zillions of tiny crocheted (I think) medallions. There were a couple of scarves made the same way, and a jacket of octagons in muted shades that made me whimper a little. I'm sorry I couldn't find a picture of the family cat, who was an awesome huge purring TuxCat named Topper.
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Yankee could smell turkey or chicken from a mile away. Then she'd run--in the opposite direction. read more
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