Archive for November, 2009

thankful.

Author: admin


I am thankful..
1. to be alive. to be well.
2. for my family. i could be biased but i think my parents and brother are pretty amazing. they aren’t perfect and we each are really good at driving one another crazy but at the end of the day, i am blessed to be related to 3 really wonderful funny smart kind people. my extended family aint so bad either…
3. to be employed. i tasted the fear of losing a job for the first time this year but was incredibly lucky in how quickly i found another one. i know that this isn’t the case for many people in america right now. i love what i do and the people i work with, and i feel blessed i get to do it every day. like any job there are really crummy days i want to hide and cry but the good ones always out weigh the yucky ones.
4. for matt. there’s so much i could say but if you have taught me anything in the time we’ve spent, its that actions speak louder than words. i hope i act thankful for having you because i am, every day.
5. for the furkids. an animal loves you when you are having a bad hair day, in grumpy mood, and can’t do anything right. and i love them right back inspite of their dumpster doggie breath and kitty dingleberries.
6. for my friends, near and far.
7. to run again. its been a bit of an uphill battle (both literally and figuratively) trying to heal my hip bursitis. A long road paved with doctor and chiropractor appointments, x-rays, a cortisone shot, and lots of tiny needles being poked into me by my accupuncturist. i ran my first steep hill the other day for the first time since july 4th. it’s taken a long time but i am FINALLY getting back to where i want to be. and thanks to the hip injury, i discovered spinning!!!
8. that I am learning to think/process before i open my mouth/act. i’m still working on this…but i have seen a lot of improvement since i tried to implement this into my day-to -day thinking.
9. for my “newish” apartment. i moved here early july and i don’t think i have ever loved living anywhere so much.
10. for grand plans, big dreams, and the desire to be a better version of myself.

nomnomnom.

Author: admin

I am in general a rather bad cook.

My excursions into cooking and baking usually end nowhere good…or yummy.
However every Thanksgiving I pull out all the stops and bake my pumpkin cheesecake with gingersnap pecan crust.
Creamy cheesecake married with the simplicity of pumpkin pie and then the surprise ending, the sweet tang of ginger.
It is, in short, divine.
Here is my recipe (I have mixed a few different ones online together)

Ingredients

1 1/2 cups gingersnap cookie crumbs
3/4 cup ground hazelnuts
3 tablespoons brown sugar
1 stick butter unsalted butter, melted ( I usually fudge this and use a bit more)

3 (8 ounce) packages cream cheese, softened
1 cup brown sugar
1 1/2 cups canned solid pack pumpkin
1/2 cup heavy cream
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
a few dashes of pumpkin pie spice
4 eggs

Directions

CRUST
Preheat oven to 325 degrees F (165 degrees C). Grease and flour a 9 inch springform pan.
I use a blender to mash up the cookies and pecans so they are really fine. Using a fork, combine gingersnaps,pecans, 3 tablespoons brown sugar and melted butter. Press mixture onto the bottom and one inch up the sides of the pan to form the crust. I like to take a paper towel and soak any extra butter.

CHEESECAKE
With an electric mixer (or fork if your cheap like me), beat cream cheese and brown sugar until light and fluffy. Stir in the pumpkin. Mix in the cream, pumpkin pie spices, and vanilla. Beat in the eggs, one at a time, mixing until smooth.
Pour batter into prepared crust. Bake in the preheated oven for 60 minutes, or until center of cheesecake is set. Allow to cool in pan for 30 minutes, then refrigerate overnight.

And then nom as you see appropriate…

pumpkincheesecake
Happy Thanksgiving!

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Author: admin


Ive had a lot of journals over the years.
The black and white mead composition books from 5th and 6th grade with writings of a little girl who dreamed of her first crush kissing her and drew cartoons of teachers she hated.


The various collaged art journals and notebooks filled with angtsy poetry, doodles, and the hopes of young woman who wanted to be more than she felt she was.


And then the online journals….oh livejournal and bme

Years and years documented on a computer screen, my life an open book for a chosen few strangers on the internet.

I haven’t written in a long time.

I don’t know why.

My head still works overtime, so often I want to just write and purge the swirling thoughts, the worries, the beauty in my life.
But I never do.
It either becomes redundant by the time I sit down at my computer to write or I lose the fire and fuel to make it sound pretty and interesting and captivating.

But in the beginning wasn’t it about simply being me and what I had to say?
So here’s to a journal that isnt as private as my 5th grade diary, isnt as tormented as my high school journals, isn’t as raw and open as the live journal of my early 20′s.
It’s me as I am…now.

Setting free the anchor and looking past the shore
It’s a sea of horses on ships with no sails, no motors, no oars