Monday September 01, 2014 at 10:04

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Our house, in the middle of our street. 
(thanks for the sweet drawing, Will!)

Our house, in the middle of our street. 

(thanks for the sweet drawing, Will!)

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Thursday August 21, 2014 at 22:03

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How To Feed Your Cat

  1. Obtain cat. (and feeding bowls, and litter box, and etc.)

  2. Feed cat in the normal way: some food in the morning, some food at night.
  3. Do this for…some years until you reach an untenable situation where the cat wakes you up every morning at like 4 in the goddamn morning and you KNOW you shouldn’t just feed her cause like, THAT’S WHAT SHE WANTS, but your choice is feeding her a little so she’ll STFU or not sleeping forever and the latter choice is not okay.
  4. Research automatic cat feeders. Splurge on one that costs like $150 (ridiculous!!!) because the reviews for the $50 ones tell you’re that they’re all shite.
  5. Long story short, that thing is SOOOOO WORTH IT and it gives both you and your cat happiness for …some more years.
  6. Realize that at 7.5 years together, your relationship with your cat is the longest you’ve had. Realize this in the process of getting married.
  7. People ask, “How’s married life?” with this sort of wink and a nudge and truthfully it’s mostly the same but I figured out what is different and that is that we got a tiny bit lazy and BUGS TOOK OVER. First, it was the fruits flies, but WORSE, a bunch of tiny tiny ants decided this cat food/automatic feeder thing was the best thing ever.
  8. Long story short, for us (but mostly me) it is the worst thing ever because the feeder had tiny tiny ants hidden in every crevice and I had to banish it to the garage until I get over my fear that they won’t come back. (They are gone! But they could come back! Shudder!)
  9. Wake up every day at 4am because the cat is scratching your bed and won’t shut up while your husband just sleeps through EVERYTHING and think about feeding her so she’ll shut up. Read some advice on this, the most helpful being, “Get an automatic cat feeder!” Understand you shouldn’t just give in to feeding her, but again, that means no sleep.
  10. Compromise on banishing her to the porch from 4-6am every morning. She meows loudly but if you turn on the fan you can’t hear a thing and she still loves you later.
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Tuesday August 12, 2014 at 20:54

Recipe Dump, Not Tacos Edition

Swiss Chard Taco Wraps with Cumin-Lime Sauce

Swiss chard might just be the most beautiful summer vegetable. Some vegetables are a sight to behold when cut (beets), but chard is pretty everywhere it goes. In a garden, it looks like it belongs with all the flowers but guess what! You can eat it too! Which is why I was maybe swayed by the pictures with this recipe - a yummy salad thing wrapped in a taco shell of chard? Mmmm.

Chard is sexy, but it is not a taco-wrapper. It is the worst taco-substitute to anyone who enjoys tacos. And I guess, “taco wraps” implies that it’s not really tacos and it’s just supposed to make us think of tacos because everyone loves tacos and REALITY CHECK, THESE ARE NOT TACOS. In fact, the thing that was woefully missing was any sort of tortilla that could make this closer to an actual taco. Flour, corn, flaxseed, I don’t care! Just not a woody leafy thing pretending to be a worthy substitute. 

The filling was pretty delicious though, but you know me - always a sucker for hippie grain-bean-veggie piles with fresh herbs and a zesty lime dressing. Skip the chard and add tortillas instead. Grade: A- for filling, F for putting the word “taco” anywhere in the description

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Tuesday August 05, 2014 at 14:10

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So yeah! Aaron and I got married last weekend. Some highlights:
Wiping the dripping sweat off his brow during the ceremony, then the wind changed and all the clouds came in, and I said, “Don’t worry, we’re fine” but second guessed myself a few minutes later. It didn’t really rain, instead the wind just made the ribbon backdrop super dramatic.
Hearing my choir ladies sing.
Kissing my husband. 
My nieces getting so excited about every little thing, from my mom’s dress to the dance floor (“so beautiful!”).
All of the speeches making me cry.
My hubby gamely taking charge of whatever logistics needed help during the reception so I could just mingle.
The kids dancing. Kids are the best dancers.
Playing “Moon River”, which was a request from my aunt, which got nearly everyone, all generations, on the floor. Then most people stayed for the dancing medley: “Dancing in the Street”, “I Wanna Dance With Somebody” and “Dancing on my Own.”
The part at the end of the night where we kept trying to play a last song but the playlist kept going and people kept dancing, even when it was some song we just played 20 minutes ago. 

So yeah! Aaron and I got married last weekend. Some highlights:

  • Wiping the dripping sweat off his brow during the ceremony, then the wind changed and all the clouds came in, and I said, “Don’t worry, we’re fine” but second guessed myself a few minutes later. It didn’t really rain, instead the wind just made the ribbon backdrop super dramatic.
  • Hearing my choir ladies sing.
  • Kissing my husband. 
  • My nieces getting so excited about every little thing, from my mom’s dress to the dance floor (“so beautiful!”).
  • All of the speeches making me cry.
  • My hubby gamely taking charge of whatever logistics needed help during the reception so I could just mingle.
  • The kids dancing. Kids are the best dancers.
  • Playing “Moon River”, which was a request from my aunt, which got nearly everyone, all generations, on the floor. Then most people stayed for the dancing medley: “Dancing in the Street”, “I Wanna Dance With Somebody” and “Dancing on my Own.”
  • The part at the end of the night where we kept trying to play a last song but the playlist kept going and people kept dancing, even when it was some song we just played 20 minutes ago. 
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Tuesday July 29, 2014 at 20:46

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Sunday July 27, 2014 at 20:25

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confusedcatsagainstfeminism:

I don’t need feminism because I like it when a man opens the door for me to enter a room. And then leave it again. And enter. And leave. And… enter. No wait, leave, definitely leave. Wait, I mean enter…
—
Confused Cats Against Feminism is a project of We Hunted the Mammoth:The New Misogyny, tracked and mocked.

Best.

confusedcatsagainstfeminism:

I don’t need feminism because I like it when a man opens the door for me to enter a room. And then leave it again. And enter. And leave. And… enter. No wait, leave, definitely leave. Wait, I mean enter…

Confused Cats Against Feminism is a project of We Hunted the Mammoth:The New Misogyny, tracked and mocked.

Best.

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Wednesday July 16, 2014 at 16:24

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“You’re right! Why shouldn’t your child have your name? You’re the one who actually has to give birth.”

What Happened When We Gave Our Daughter My Last Name | The Hairpin

I love all of this, especially as someone who’s about to keep my name, knowing that people will assume (and have already) otherwise.

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Tuesday June 24, 2014 at 21:00

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This cake is serious business. How serious?
This cake doesn’t even fit in the box.
This cake doesn’t even fit in the fridge without being squished a bit.
This cake has five layers. With mocha filling between each.
This cake makes you not care about your teeth while also understanding what they mean when they say sugar is a drug.
This cake always pays its bills on time.
This cake runs 5 miles and has a cup of coffee before 7am every morning.
This cake will pretend to be dead and then gouge your eyes out if you get in a battle with it.
This cake will advance to the next round of the world cup, so long as it doesn’t lose by x amount of goals.
This cake is so serious I can’t even finish this slice and it will still forgive me.
(Cake courtesy of A Baker’s Wife)

This cake is serious business. How serious?

  • This cake doesn’t even fit in the box.
  • This cake doesn’t even fit in the fridge without being squished a bit.
  • This cake has five layers. With mocha filling between each.
  • This cake makes you not care about your teeth while also understanding what they mean when they say sugar is a drug.
  • This cake always pays its bills on time.
  • This cake runs 5 miles and has a cup of coffee before 7am every morning.
  • This cake will pretend to be dead and then gouge your eyes out if you get in a battle with it.
  • This cake will advance to the next round of the world cup, so long as it doesn’t lose by x amount of goals.
  • This cake is so serious I can’t even finish this slice and it will still forgive me.

(Cake courtesy of A Baker’s Wife)

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Tuesday June 03, 2014 at 22:06

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Notes from making a piñata:
 I’ve had this silly life goal to make a piñata - I think it started when friends and I joked about wrapping limbs in paper mache and making a leg-shaped piñata and then it continued when I saw Cinco de Mayhem, an artsy thing where people make awesome piñatas and then smash the crap out of them, with sound effects.
You can’t make a piñata without a party. So we had a party.
At first I thought of getting creative and was really close to making a carrot pinata. I got smarter and settled on this one, which is basically a bunch of equilateral triangles taped together. 
I just noticed that the link is filed under “living” and it’s TRUE! You haven’t lived until you’ve made a pinata.
It took a lot of time. It took a lot of glue and cutting. It took a lot of engineering feats to figure out how to fill it up with candy while still being able to hang.
It took three swings (by yours truly) to break. Lesson: don’t just use masking tape, use duct tape or better yet, paper mache the shit out of that thing.
Other lessons: making your own piñata is much more fulfilling than buying one for $15 in the party aisle at Target. This piñata had soul! Just don’t get attached, as it will eventually crumble into pretty pieces.

Notes from making a piñata:

  •  I’ve had this silly life goal to make a piñata - I think it started when friends and I joked about wrapping limbs in paper mache and making a leg-shaped piñata and then it continued when I saw Cinco de Mayhem, an artsy thing where people make awesome piñatas and then smash the crap out of them, with sound effects.
  • You can’t make a piñata without a party. So we had a party.
  • At first I thought of getting creative and was really close to making a carrot pinata. I got smarter and settled on this one, which is basically a bunch of equilateral triangles taped together. 
  • I just noticed that the link is filed under “living” and it’s TRUE! You haven’t lived until you’ve made a pinata.
  • It took a lot of time. It took a lot of glue and cutting. It took a lot of engineering feats to figure out how to fill it up with candy while still being able to hang.
  • It took three swings (by yours truly) to break. Lesson: don’t just use masking tape, use duct tape or better yet, paper mache the shit out of that thing.
  • Other lessons: making your own piñata is much more fulfilling than buying one for $15 in the party aisle at Target. This piñata had soul! Just don’t get attached, as it will eventually crumble into pretty pieces.
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Monday May 26, 2014 at 21:52

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Recipe Dump, Summer Beans Edition

Vegan Lentil Sloppy Joes - We needed a vegetarian option to go with the pulled pork we served at a party. I ate pork at the party, but had leftovers of this today and oh man! Super delicious. Why would anyone make this with ground beef when lentils are like $2 a pound? Grade: A, would make again.

Sweet Potato and Black Bean Salad - The end of bring lunches to work is nigh, and THANK GOD because I am in such a lunch rut and also I just want fresh salads from the garden that I can take 45 minutes to construct, oh man, SUMMER IS ALMOST HERE! LANGUID LUNCHES! Okay, but back to the topic of THIS recipe which is really quiet delicious, at least the parts of it I sampled. Hopefully it will hold up in lunches but either way, I would totally make this as a side dish again. GradeA

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