Few Thoughts at the end of my second favorite holiday: 1.) I’m seriously annoyed to see three Christmas commercials tonight on tv.I’m so not ready for Christmas. 2.) My power locks and power windows stopped working a few hours ago. Any ideas? Please tell me that it’s a fuse. 3.) I’ve not gotten an email in 8 hours. I can’t decide if that’s normal, or I should be concerned. I’m taking it as a gift tonight and will deal with it manana. 4.) Wearing a tutu is fun. If you need a wrap up- I really enjoy wearing sparkles and now tutus. I am SUCH a girl.
I’d like to think that I could write an elaborate post about Halloween, but honestly, it was fun. I love seeing kids come up and get candy. I got a kick out of blasting Pandora Halloween Party. I enjoyed drinking my not-coffee out of my Wicked Witch coffee cup.
It has been suggested that perhaps I need to examine my career path and possibly pick a new life direction.
I don’t know much, but I know that the following list are jobs that I would fail with aplomb.
To further outline my point, shall I tell you a bit of my day today?
Woke up to a dead squirrel on the front porch. I don’t know how it died, or how it landed on my porch, but it seriously gagged me. Big time. Therefore, I realize that my skill set does not involve the removal of pests, dead or alive.
Car Detailer. I drive my car hard. I live in my car. If you looked at the back of my SUV, you would see any number of shoes, clothes, bags, and various diet coke cans tossed asunder. I decided this morning, while I was getting ready to drive to an interview, that perhaps I should “fluff” my car. After two minutes, I just tossed everything in the back 40 and put a bag over it. A cute, recyclable bag. Point being, I should not go into the “car detail” business.
Nail Artist. I’ve painted my nails not one, but two times today. First time- I was trying to replicate a cute “leopard print” nail I saw online. It looked like a four year old spilled a bottle of paint on my hands.
Second attempt, I used a really cool latex black nail polish, and I was going to put eye balls on my eyes like the darling picture below. Picture one- the model. Picture two- five minutes after I finished, I decided that i needed to scratch my head. With wet paint.
Mathematician – Considering it took me pulling out not one, but two calculators and a spreadsheet to update my own household budget, I think it’s fair to say we can easily remove that one from ever coming up in conversation.
The interview today- positive. Liked the woman I met with and interested in the opportunity. I’m very excited about tomorrows meetings. I do believe that the right thing will appear when least expected. Hopefully, it will happen before I have to go get a gig doing any of the aforementioned paths.
You should know that I tend to go overboard when I fall in love with something. A man, a project, an ingredients. All these things tend to consume me for a while. Lately, I’ve been obsessed with finding a tasty Pumpkin Brownie recipe that didn’t suck. There are a ton of lazy three ingredient pumpkin brownie recipes out there, but frankly, they creep me out. I don’t try to make vegan food. I think gluten has it’s place in a lot of recipes. Pumpkin Brownies AHOY!
This obsession really started when I found 10 cans of Pumpkin Puree on sale at Kroger for less than $10.00. My economy being what it is, I took this as a sign from above that I needed to dabble in the Pumpkin Arts. (Wow, the caffiene is kicking in this morning). Dabble in the pumpkin arts? Who says that?
My goal was simple: Make a pumpkin infused brownie that didn’t suck.
I present to you what I’ve managed to concoct.
Serves 18 (or more if you are healthy, or less if you are a fatty)
Pre-Heat oven to 350
For the Brownies:
1 Box Brownie Mix (why go through the trouble of making scratch?)
All of the required stuff for brownies
For the Swirl:
3 Oz of softened cream cheese. (Seriously, make sure it’s softened)
Half can of Pumpkin Puree (15 oz can) . Do NOT use Pumpkin Pie filling.
1/4 tsb nutmeg
1.5 tsb of cinnamon
3 TBL sugar
Ok- grab a 9* 13 brownie pan. Spray with your non-stick spray of choice. Set aside.
In one bowl, do up the brownies as per recipe.
In another bowl (or stand mixer bowl) add all of the filling ingredients:
With a wisk attachment, blend filling ingredients together until smooth.
Pour brownie batter in prepared pan
Take a tablespoon and drop the filling mix over the top
Take a knife and pull through filling mix, to create a marbled effect.
Toss in the oven for about 30-38 minutes. You will need to test to make sure the brownies and mix are completely cooked through.
Voila…. marbly, pumpkiny brownies. Let cool completely before cutting. I would strongly recommend keeping these puppies refridgerated if you don’t eat them all right away.
God, I love Halloween. I love costumes, decorating, pumpkin themed stuff. More importantly than ANYTHING, I love, love, love Thriller.
Now, if you know me in the real world, you have to picture me this morning, doing the Thriller Dance in pj’s around my dogs.
Seriously though, this VIDEO used to scare the bejeezus out of me. I blame my sweet lovable Uncle Scott who made me watch it in my Grandparents basement. Or maybe, my Grandpa made me watch it. Either way, I blame the Carroll family. These days, I feel it’s important to pass this bit of history down to the younger generations. Last week, I was babysitting two kids and we spent over an hour learning the thriller dance. Epic awesomeness.
These were the great days of MJ. When he was still black, still a observable male and more importantly, had the dance moves of a genius. How can you not want to start doing the thriller dance here and now?
The voice of Vincent Price used to spook me out, now I’m just proud that I know the entire thing.
Let’s be candid here: I’m a huge wimp. I hate, hate, hate, hate scary movies. I’ve never seen Poltergiest, Saw or anything with Freddy Krueger. I only know that 1-2 Freddy’s coming for you from one of my neighbors when I was a kid. NEVER have and never will see it. I finally saw the Exorcist last year, and I still am traumatized. Really, Thriller is about the speed in which I do scary. Barely scary with well choreographed dance moves.
In my perfect world, there would always be singing and dancing and someone doing a narration. Oh, and there would always be something baked and decorated thematically.
So, there you have it. The random musings of Michael Jackson and Halloween all before 9am on Monday morning.
Be awesome this week and don’t buy stupid candy for the trick-o-treaters. You know what I’m talking about- don’t buy the cheap ass stuff. Kids need the good stuff. They don’t need tootsie rolls or dum-dums. They need Kit-Kats and Reeses.
I’m sitting in bed right now, just shaking my head. Buckets are down. My roof that the insurance company (Farmers Insurance) claims is perfectly fine, is leaking water in two rooms after a crazy, fast storm. I have holes in two ceilings. I have damage on my 60 year old wood floors in my office.
It gets better.
I went over to a friends house tonight to carve pumpkins with her four year old daughter. The storm came in and I headed home after it had eased up a bit.
I walk into my bedroom noticing an odd smell. I went to turn the tv on, and nothing happened. I got up, tried turning it on manually, and nothing. I grabbed both remotes, and realized that neither Blu Ray player or TV would power on. I flipped the surge protector, and half of the stuff turned on, the tv and player did not.
Ok, so at this point, the water started dripping onto my bed. Move the bed, put down the bucket, and decided to check in my home office.
Crap- water coming in there. Need to put down the bucket and unplug everything. Notice that the desktop PC is off. Tried turning it on, no avail. This too is fried. The printer, on the same surge protector works. Awesome.
Head to the bathroom in the front bedroom- light burned out. Everything else fine.
Main bathroom fine.
Oh, my hell, my kitchen.
My microwave appears to be fried.
My GFI won’t reset. Fridge isnt working.
Reset all breakers.
Still no fridge or toaster oven, but everything else in kitchen is working.
Go back to the first breaker panel and reset everything.
No Fridge or Dishwasher. Range and Convection Oven working.
Go to second breaker panel- reset everything.
Still no kitchen stuff.
Check the GFI in the final bathroom- reset no problem.
Check the laundry appliances. No problem.
7 lightbulbs burned out.
Move everything into garage fridge. (Smaller, but got everything of value in there)
Moved my freezer stuff into the other freezer. Tough fit, as I’ve been hoarding because of employment situation.
Give up for the night.
Here’s the thing. I still have a roof over my head (mostly)
TV’s can be replaced eventually.
DVD players can be as well.
There isn’t a lot of extra fundage right now to undertake an electrical project.
There is no money right now to rip off the bullshit roof and replace the ceilings (which probably are coated in mold.)
I’m trying. I really, truly am trying. I’m trying to keep plugging away at my contract work. I’m trying to find new work. I’m trying to find a job. There comes a point however, where you have to say “how much more can happen?”
I’m trying to be a decent friend right now when all I would prefer to do is nap until things change.
I’m trying to be a decent volunteer right now.
I’m trying to be a decent human.
It’s not easy to be suzy effing sunshine and spin things into a positive direction. It’s not easy to get up and do the same things every day. It’s debasing to be offered an internship when you have 10 more years experience than the hiring manager. I do these things because I have to. My kitchen is my happy. It’s the little safe haven I have when all of this shit around me starts swirling. My tv in my bedroom is my comfort zone when the day just gets to be too much. These are all just things. Stupid, silly things. But they were my things, and I don’t have a lot right now.
I think it’s safe to say that I’m not having a good day today. I just want one calm week. One week where something doesn’t break, blow up or power surge. I want some work to come in. I want people not to be assholes to each other. I would like people to be a little kinder.
I would like for a storm not to surge the hell out of my house. I just can’t afford it- financially, mentally, or emotionally. At this point, I really just want to pack up my dogs, some of my stuff and go live down in my trailblazer down by the river.
TECHNICALLY, this should be attributed to Confucius.
HOWEVER, my dad used to say this ALL the time when I was a kid, and I was honestly a little suprised when I realized down the road that my dad was quoting the big C.
It’s easy to lose focus on what is truly important when your life is in chaos. It’s easy to focus on the absurd rather than the critical- i.e.- focusing on making money, paying bills and keeping healthy. Lately, I’ve been spending way too much time focusing on little things rather than the big picture. I find that when I actually focus on growing my little consulting business, clients find me. When I get distracted, it’s easy to let a few days go by without working on any actual business development.
At the end of the day, I am only able and capable of taking care of me (and my dogs). Other efforts that I contribute to are going to happen with, or without my glorious advice and worry.
It’s easy to get distracted.
I need to focus on the big picture of my life. I need to keep planning how to get from A to B to seeing my savings account grow. I’m not going anywhere, my bills aren’t going anywhere. I need to be more present and focus on my own stuff. I need to embrace the good things in my life and figure out ways to minimalize the crap and other stressors.
Not sure why I’ve been focused on this quote all morning, but I’m guessing I should probably pay attention.
and this concludes the craptastical deep thought of the week.