This Weekend...

This weekend I...

Drove home on the back roads to appreciate the leaves

Made (and failed at) pumpkin pie for the first time.

My dad still ate it...and liked it.

Burnt my thumb on a cast iron skillet.

Thursday Things

             1. I have been a terrible blogger. It’s been a week since I’ve posted. Seven whole days. That’s beyond not okay in my book. I don’t want to leave my blog for that long again, I like it here. Midterms were a major time suck these past seven days. I wanted to write, so badly, and I wanted to bake even more. Studying won out in the end.

            2. I am done with all my exams (does awkward dance/fist pump combo)! And will be back in the kitchen by tomorrow. I did finally finish the post I started working on last week. Better late than never, right?
 
            3.I’ve started bookmarking Christmas and holiday recipes. I haven’t even made everything that I want to for fall yet! Damn the internet and its virtual cookie exchanges happening already. I just want to enjoy fall, but I find myself daydreaming about decorating Christmas cookies and sipping hot cocoa. This is a problem. Must.Bake.With.Pumpkin.

           4. I am going home this weekend! That means that for 48 hours I will have access to a larger bed, a fully stocked kitchen (including my poor, neglected KitchenAid mixer), and a shower I don’t have to wear flip-flops in! (Does awkward dance/fist pump combo again.)

            5. I got weird looks on campus yesterday while taking pictures of the leaves. Yes, I am that girl. And I love being her.

Happy Thursday!

Sarah's Pastries and Candies

I am an extremely competitive person. I will make almost anything a competition. Walking somewhere? I’ll beat you there. Eating ice cream? Bet I can finish mine first (that may not be my competitive streak so much as my love of ice cream). A friendly game of cards? I will cheat to win. 

That’s right. I said it. I have cheated at card games! I am a big, fat cheater. (I said I was competitive, I didn’t say I was always proud of it.) Now, I haven’t done this for a long, long time. When my sisters and I used to play when we were younger I had no qualms about sneaking a peak at their hands to see what I was up against. Thankfully, I risen above my cheating ways.  

But, I still know how to win. Or at the very least, find a way to get what I want out of situations. Take my journalism assignments for example. Last year, I painstakingly twisted, maneuvered, and tailored my ideas so that I got to write about what I wanted to – not necessarily what was originally assigned.

Like food. I found a way to write about, go somewhere, or talk to someone that was “food-centric.”