hmph. i don't know what is up guys but i am in a serious funk. there's really absolutely no reason for it besides just that i want to get through this work week and get my ass to texas. it's been a long time (not since seeing tex himself, we've actually been pretty spoiled in that department lately) but i am ready to get back to houston. and, frankly, to an apartment that isn't 1000 degrees with a shower that works and a three day weekend. you know, because i no longer know how to work five day weeks. i guess i'll be proving myself wrong this week though. i did manage to learn some things this weekend, so let me share those with you...
i learned...not all 9 x 5 loaf pans are created equal. i don't think my pan was QUITE tall enough for this nutella pound cake and it leaked over the sides a little bit. luckily i was prepared (this isn't my first loaf fiasco) with a baking sheet underneath so there wasn't any need to clean my oven. the problem is that when a pound cake is done leaking all over it deceivingly looks cooked. and when you insert a toothpick and it comes out clean? well that is even further proof it is cooked. but when you patiently wait the 15 prescribed minutes of cooling time and then invert it onto a wire cooling rack and the ENTIRE MIDDLE OF YOUR POUND CAKE comes oozing out in a molten hot nutella lava flow? well, evidence be damned...that shit isn't cooked. i managed to pick some of the crusty bits off of the edges and dip them into the melty nutella and this was proof enough that this pound cake needs to be baked again (and baked all the way through) because had i not screwed it up? it would have been to die for...like, maybe i wouldn't share it with anyone else it's that good. i didn't get a shot of it finished because...i think you can assume why, actually. no explanation necessary.
i learned...when you're in a horrible funk, sometimes the best thing to do is unplug, ignore text messages and cuddle with your best bear bud. no shame, redbear's been with me since i was born so i don't think i'll ever get rid of him. tex tells me he doesn't even think it's that weird that i still sleep with a teddy bear. we'll see how he feels about that when we're sharing a bed more permanently some day, but for now, redbear is my main squeeze.
i learned...that it was totally worth it to lug all those weights down to virginia from my parent's house when i moved this summer. it is awesome to have almost a complete set of dumbbells (when you can't really lift more than 20 pounds, a complete set isn't actually that many weights) to use so you never have to leave your living room to complete best body bootcamp workouts. there's something oddly motivational about watching paula deen on a big screen television while doing tricep extensions...
i learned...there's nothing wrong with a candlelight lunch for one. i had a seriously antisocial weekend this weekend (besides my amazing date with megan, allison and alex) and i can't lie - by the end of it i was pretty ready to be social again. but somewhere in the middle, around lunchtime on saturday? i was feeling it in a major way. solo lunch date? don't mind if i do.
learned anything new lately?
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Loving these lessons. If anything, I have learned from you to be grateful for what you have and lean on those that care for you. I think you do a great job at picking yourself up while being realistic about how you feel. Role model at its finest. Now go cuddle with that cutie!
ReplyDeleteIs it bad that I'd probably still eat that cake even if it wasn't cooked? The oozing center has a strange appeal to me...
ReplyDeleteAnd weights with Paula Deen- now THATS an idea. I might actually be motivated to lift then. Because I've been majorly slacking lately. As in, haven't picked up a weight in months. Thank god for chatarangas at yoga.
I learned that babies are hard...but we'll survive, even if it's not always easy! And I learned that I have the best blends anyone could ask for, who text and tweet when they saw my hip tweet this morning to make sure I'm ok...and can we retry that nutella pound cake when I'm there? I want a piece reallllllll baddddd right now....
ReplyDeleteNutella pound cake?? That sounds amazing!!
ReplyDeleteSmile! It can only get better! :)
Nutella pound cake! sounds amaaaaazing. I would eat nutella at every meal if i could! (wait, who's stopping me?) anyways last week i had a total funk WEEK. I hope yours goes away soon, xoxo
ReplyDeleteOh I'm feeling you on the funk, hun. I've been in one for a few days now and I have absolutely no idea what's behind it. Maybe it's the weather. Or maybe there's just something going around. Hope you feel better soon, though. And I totally agree that sometimes the only way to feel better is to ignore the world and snuggle with a teddy. I'm 28 and I still have a teddy that I've had for pretty much my whole life. No shame :)
ReplyDeleteI LOVE that you had a candlelight meal for just yourself! How fun. I've always found that candles really do change your mood throughout the day, and just bring you back to a "happy place"
ReplyDeleteI NEED that nutella pound cake!!! And candles make everything better I'm convinced!
ReplyDeleteI completely agree that a funk = technology unplugging (except for the TV - trashy TV always helps). I LOVE your teddy..."sleeping with his eyes open." Love you and I hope you start to feel better, you'll be in Texas soon!
ReplyDeleteThought #1: funks are no fun. I've been in a couple over the past month, and even though I've known each time exactly where it came from, they're just crummy. I hope yours breaks soon!
ReplyDeleteThought #2: I love that you sleep with a teddy bear. I got a doll on my second birthday (her name is Dolly) and she's in bed with me every single night (as is my stuffed dog, Patches. Except when I go home and there's no room in the suitcase. I have a substitute stuffed dog to cuddle with at home. However, if everyone in my apartment is going to be gone, then Dolly and Patches both come with because I don't want to abandon them to an empty apartment!). My mom HATES that I still sleep with Dolly. Just downright hates it. Dolly has, admittedly, seen better days (um, duh. She's been wearing the same outfit for 20 years. OF COURSE she's seen better days), but I don't care what my mom says. Until I have a man to cuddle with at night, Dolly stays, regardless of what Mom thinks.
Thought #3: Tricep extensions are THE. WORST. Seriously. I can do kickbacks alllllll day, but extensions? No can do. Oof. I've got a set of 5 and 10 pound dumbbells in my apartment that I use for all my BBBC strength training days, and even with the 5s I'm just like can't. go. on. Especially with this controlled set business. Oof x2.
The doll I've had since birth is named Anna, and I still sleep with her too. Is it sad that if I ever have a daughter, I'd really love to name her Annabelle? It was the first name I loved, makes sense that it would be the one I give to my (potential) first daughter.
ReplyDeleteI hope that this week doesn't get you down. Remember, you can drag your feet towards the finish line and schlump your way along (yes, that is a technical term!), or you can skip your way through your week and cross the threshold into the Houston with a heel click. I think you should opt for the second. Just don't hurt yourself, okay? ;)