Iced Molasses Cookies

I'm so bored today. It snowed this morning and the roads were awful. I tried on all my pants and I wasn't happy with any of them. I ripped out the seam of one pair just to see if I would like them more longer. I didn't and now the pants are too long. All those ill fitting pants made me want pancakes. I texted a friend but he didn't reply. Who doesn't want pancakes on a Sunday? Issues! I settled for granola and rice milk instead of pancakes. I've been grumpy ever since.

My only goal for today was to get to Target. On my first attempt to meet my goal, I turned back after my Honda started to fish tail on Columbus Ave. I decided to bake cookies while I waited for the roads to clear up. I looked through a couple of cookbooks and chose Iced Molasses Cookies from the Magnolia Bakery. When I lived the the West Village, I would often stop by there for a treat. Now Magnolia's is popular and the lines stretch around the block. I dragged Kathleen there last month and the line was down the street and it was freezing cold. I refuse to stand in line for most things, least of all baked fat. I baked the cookies and then left them to cool while I made another attempt to get to Target. It really is a hassle to go the 4.5 miles to Target. It takes about a half hour to get there with all the traffic lights and jay walkers. When I lived in Texas, I would zip in and out of Super Target at least twice a week. Now I try to limit my Target shopping to once every two months. I stock up! At least the cookies turned out well. I plan on bringing all three dozen to work tomorrow. I'm waiting for the sun to set so I can start to drink sake. The sunlight makes it seem like I have a drinking problem.

Other things I accomplished today:

• I switched the drapes in my living room with the drapes in my bedroom. I don't think I like it but I'm too lazy to switch them back.
• I talked to two siblings and one friend.
  
• I ate black beans and rice.
  
• I washed my bedding.
• I brushed my teeth twice.
• I bought a pair of pants.
• I listened to a song titled Kryptonite Pussy.
  

I need a nap.

Crafty Saturday

Just the other day my best friend, Rachel, and I discussed our old letters to each other. Last weekend, I went to Ikea and purchased metal storage boxes for my photos, letters, and memorabilia. I organized everything and read my old letters. I have saved letters, cards, ticket stubs, and sentimental scraps since high school. They are my most prized possessions. I told Rachel that I wanted to create a book for her that collected all of our old letters together. I would make copies of her letters that I had sent her and vice versa. Unfortunately, Rachel's mother had thrown away a lot of her mementos she had saved over the years. Rachel only has a few letters. Even still, I wanted to start on the project. I went to A.C. Moore to check out their scrapbooking department. I was overwhelmed by the all the scrapbooks, embellishments, color coordination, and Made In China feel of all the products. The scrapbooks were even "Buy one get one free", but I couldn't be tempted. I decided that I would make the entire book by myself. I purchased acid free glue and black dye. I stopped at Home Depot on the way home to see if they had any wall paper samples for possible book pages. They didn't, but when I walked by carpets samples I had an idea of carpeting the outside cover of a book. I think that's a project for another day. When I arrived home, I decided to use the dye I had purchased on my old Spiderman t-shirt. I have owned it for a few years now and it has looked pretty dingy for most of them. I placed my largest pot on the stove and heated up water. I cooked the t-shirt for about an hour. The dye is a bit uneven in some areas, but otherwise it still looks like an old t-shirt - just not dingy white. I didn't think the Spiderman image would turn so dark. Hopefully with a few more washes it will fade nicely. The dye job was a nice distraction from my book project. I'm on the look out for unique paper that I can bound together. I called my sister and asked if her girlfriend, a Ph.D. student in music theory, if she had old music composition paper. I thought that would be a nice background for our ticket stubs from past concerts. I dragged Rachel to a Clint Black concert in 1996 during my country phase. Poor thing. I can't believe she still answers the phone when I call.

Tagged

My friend, Kathleen, has dragged me into this Blog 365 tag-your-it game. I've also been tagged by two bloggers, Gothic Peach and Suzanne, and now I feel the pressure of participation.

Rules:

• Link to the person who tagged you.
• Leave a comment on their blog so that their readers can visit yours.
• Post the rules on your blog.
• Share the seven (7) most famous or infamous people you have met. Or go with the original 7 weird things about yourself.
• Tag 7 random people at the end of your post. Include links to their blogs.
• Let each person know that they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blog.

I can't recall meeting seven famous or infamous people. I am still pissed that Kathleen met Mike D from the Beastie Boys. I did meet the the Arch Bishop Desmond Tutu in October. He's funny and short. My friend, Sadie, recently saw David Chappelle in Washington, D.C. Chappelle is short too. I did meet Dicky Barrett from the Mighty Mighty Bosstones at SUNY Brockport in 1994. The exchange went something like this:

Joshua (my best friend's hot older brother): Hey Julie, Have you met Dicky?
Julie: No.
Joshua: Julie...Dicky...Dicky...Julie.
Julie: Hi.
Dicky: Hey.

Later that evening I pounded on the back of some random guy in front of me at the concert because he had a pony tail. But, that's a story for another day.

Seven Weird Things About Myself:

1. I don't like men with pony tails. Especially older men with bald spots.
2. I think sardines got a bad rap some where in the 1950's.
3. I like to walk on furniture when I am upset.
4. I would prefer if everyone pronounced my name with a French accent.
5. I prefer comic books to people.
6. I don't like band aids. I especially do not like abandoned band aids in showers or side walks.
7. When I don't know what to say or I can't say what I want, I just say, "huh."

Seven Random People from Blog 365:

New York Portraits
Chelsea Talks Smack
Written World
Stef's Crazy Life
NY Flair
Nanashi-Inc.
Lemon Life

Now, I must post comments on strange blogs to prove I'm not a punk.

I do like paper clips...

My best friend, Rachel, called me today to tell me that a Sesame Street segment starring Bert and Ernie reminded her of me. The segment was about using imagination and playing pretend. Of course, Rachel thought I took after Bert. She's right. I'm emotionally insecure for pretend play. Thankfully, youtube had the video. Our conversation was cut short by Rachel's daughter, Sage. Sage refused to wipe her "poppie butt" because it was too stinky.

Political Quiz

Which candidate are you most aligned with? Turns out Obama and I are like thinkers.
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Snow Day!

I went back to bed after catching the news announcement that Boston was closed. I didn't get a phone call. The phone tree failed! Once again, I'm left disappointed by the Boston Public bureaucracy. However, Isis happily found joy in the little things that life can offer like my gym bag. There really isn't a single safe place from cat hair in my apartment. I spend a good portion of each week lint rolling, sweeping, and scoffing at my cats. I really hope there is a scientist some where working diligently on engineering a genetically modified allergy free non-shedding cat. God speed!

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3:00 am munchies

So I'm in the middle (hopefully rather then the beginning) of a period of insomnia. Instead of tossing and turning in bed, insomnia gives me the opportunity to read blogs I don't have time to read during normal hours. I just found a food blog that has the best photos and step-by-step instructions. The Pioneer Woman Cooks! Look at her Malboro Man's Favorite Sandwich. I wish there was a 24 hour food market open in my neighborhood. My goal for this weekend is to make this sandwich.