The worst idea you ever had was to use fat free and low fat ingredients in your cakes and cookies. It really takes away from the whole flavor that the recipe you are following is trying to create. Dessert is meant to make you fat. If you want to cut calories then cut the serving size in half. Don’t use sugar, egg, or milk substitutes.

In other news I’m trying to find a recipe for a strawberry pie. and I mean strawberry pie with the lattice crust on top. Not like a twisted strawberry shortcake. So if anyone has anyone has any good recipes for strawberry pie feel free to email them to me or post them here.

In other other news… I worked for like a hour shoveling a ton of snow two days ago, and that night the wind blew the snow back over my sidewalks! Super.

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Today was a really sad day. Ben was deployed early this morning, or at least thats when I dropped him off… whatever happened after that is a mystery to me. I will never forget my face. That is the face you make when you truly lose something you love. Thank God it is only a couple months.

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I will not be getting a federal grant for 2008-2009. I made too much, I saved too much. So did Ben. I don’t know how I feel. I would like to get the free money coupon for hundreds off school. But on the other hand, I guess I don’t terribly need it. I’m really glad I worked hard at rite aid and made tons of money. And saved it. Did you know I made 205.99 off of interest alone in 2007? I just found that out yesterday. Thats like a part time pay check at Rite Aid for doing nothing. This is when I keep looking back thinking the dress wasn’t worth it. It doesn’t really matter how we pay for school, as long as we don’t end up paying more then it’s worth. Thank god it is so cheap.

I don’t know who I’m trying to convince that not getting a grant isn’t that bad. I guess there are lots more people who want to go to school and do need that money. And I want them to have it.

All the money in the world is God’s money, and I know he gives it out when you need it.

I saved hard to go to school and thats what I’m doing, I never planned on getting help from the government… I don ‘t need it. What I need is a rolling cart… thing.

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My new favorite food is crostini. it’s like… a mini Bruschetta… which is hands diwn the most unhealthy thing on Rosa’s menu…

that or fried eggplant fries.

Anyway I’m going to come up with a bunch crostini recipes soon… I already have a few in my head so check back soon for those.

Other than that … I’m knitting a decorative towel. I think I’m alot less than what most people expect… but I don’t mean that in a bad way. simply put I’m just not Paris Hilton.

But I am a Giants fan and I’m praying for a win tomorrow night. ‘Praying’ being the key word.

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1. the worst part about growing up is finally having to put behind the “Santa Clause is real” notion. Since I know Ben is upstairs wrapping my presents now I must admit there is no Santa… There is just Santa Ben… And Santa Ben said I can’t leave the computer room until he is finished wrapping my gifts. And just to let you know as Santa Ben has been wrapping presents every upstairs kitchen/living room appliance has gone off, and I’ve heard several crashing or banging noises…

2. Dishes don’t do themselves. And since they don’t I have to clean them off. And running out of cascade is my worst nightmare.

3. You really do get used to being in 7 degree weather out here. Today it was about 25 or 30 degrees out and I wore a thin zip up hoodie and flip flops around all day. Don’t get me wrong is till walk around saying “Why does it have to get so cold? I hate these stupid mountain towns!!!”. Oh and I am also good at shoveling snow. However, I decided to boast all day about the “great job I did”… and how “no one else did the side walks as well as me”… and it snowed the next day again… thats why no one else shoveled.

4. I like driving on highways. At first when we bought my car Obviously Ben lead me home while I drove the new car home… I was really nervous. I felt like it was the first time I ever got behind the wheel, except this time there was no one next to me helping me, and no one next to me having a panic attack. It was just me. And I was nervous. The speed limits are way faster out here, and you can not go anywhere without getting on the highway. But actually I like it. I like going faster. I like being in a car that moves, merging onto highways, my car’s obnoxious base, passing slow people. Driving out here is kind of tricky because the roads tend to change, but as long as you are paying attention, it’s fun.

5. I really don’t like being that drunk. Actually I’m glad I started drinking when I did, or I’d probably be passed out at a bar now. I’m just over it. I hate under age drinking, because I am I always afraid some one is going to take a picture of me and some one else will see it… and not really yell at me, but be embarrassed by me.

Case in point:

Me on my birthday after my parents took steph and I to my favorite restaurant: ::throwing up:: “Guys I ate lettuce first! Why isn’t the lettuce coming up first?”

Me ten minutes later: ::throwing up more:: “Guys- I found the lettuce!”

The point is I like to drink, but not like I’m 18.

6. Number five on my list made me want a sangria… who doesn’t love that fruity wine bubble taste?

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I hate college. How are you going to go to school for four years, suck at everything except drinking, flunk out, and then get some secretary job because you almost graduated and then act like you’re better than me? WHAT? Forget that. Forget that. I hate when people think they are so awesome because they get away with drinking at school. Yeah awesome. Here’s a clue… Your parents know retard! They know everything. Just like when you drank all their wildberry vodka and then filled the bottle up with water… Yeah they know. Hey and by the way- I give a crap how much you paid for those sunglasses! You’re retarded. You’re not rich! Your parents are!

I don’t know where that came for.

Money isn’t everything, family is.

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Today I learned being the best you are is always not good enough to someone. They always think of a way to improve. However, I am guilty of this just as much as whoever judges me. It’s extremely hard to not love people despite the things they do, and not because of the things they do. As far as I’m concerned judging people is God’s job. But how do you stop keeping mental tabs on coworkers, friends, husbands, neighbors, ect? You can’t. I guess the best you can do is keep them to yourself. But you always have that friend who you tell everything. This is why in my opinion it is wrong to push a religion on anyone. But it is not wrong to live they way you believe God wants YOU to live. I don’t think God counts on all of us to be movers and shakers. I have no problem with people being devoted to their faith. I wish I could be as devoted as they are. So until I’m older in God’s eyes, I hope no one is offended if I keep my faith in my heart. If I can’t even make it through a day without judging someone; how on Earth do I to tell someone else to stop?

Anyway, on a less thoughtful note, I love pie. All kinds. I love apple, blueberry, lemon, key lime, chocolate, peach, pumpkin, cherry, blackberry, mince meat. I have yet to try a pie I haven’t loved. They are so good. There is something about the ooey-gooey centers, the triangle shape, and the fancy crust that catches my attention. If I could be anything in the world for a day (or ten) I’d be a pastry chef. Because I would love to make pie after pie after pie. There is no one in the world who doesn’t enjoy pie. And if you think that isn’t true then you need to have you head x-rayed.

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However, I didn’t get that out here… I got it from rite aid…

I really miss home. It was nice to live in such a nice city. and if you don’t agree you just need to go live in some of my old neighborhoods. It just fine. Not without it’s faults though. But no one’s perfect. and I loved my town. It had action, history, entertainment, and family. and when you have the attention span of a fish, you love that kind of stuff…

I think I also just fell in love with a forty’s French country style as well. I don’t know when. But it partially came from growing up at my grandmother Joyce’s. Her house wasn’t French, it was just country. It still is she has great taste. Actually I would not be the girl I am without her. I pretty much idolize her.

This would be a terrible page in a book…

I have the attention span of a fish!

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I hate today. At no point in my life have I ever thought “I think I want to get up way too early and go to best buy to buy six computers and printers. ” Ever. I hate today. I guess I can not complain Ben did buy me new kitchen toys that I love. I got a generic magic bullet. and an electric can opener. Oh! and some more nice pillows for my bed. I’m trying to start a huge collection of bed pillows. Just like my grandmother (Joyce) had.

Anyway, I hate Black Friday. I hate shopping at 2:30 in the morning. I really do. what an awful idea. Who came up with that? What a moron?

What a busy day.

I’m baking a loaf of bread today with Prosciutto in it. if the bread turns out okay I’ll post my dumbed down Martha Stewart recipe. Martha’s bread is actually a pandoro. But since I don’t have the mold, mine will just be a loaf. It looks pretty festive. I just want to create that one dish that everyone will ask for year after year. That really says something about your cooking. I’m hoping this bread is it.

I’m also making a small cranberry nut cake that could be the winner. this is my own recipe so I will be sharing it later on! Having a cake stand would really come in handy now!

Well I better get started! Have a great Thanksgiving everyone!

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