Happy Thursday! I’m going to pretend a virus didn’t inhibit my Hotmail account. You know why? Oh, I’ll tell you why.
As part of my “101 in 1001” project, one of my goals is to work through a cookbook. I didn’t want this to be a Julia Child sort of project. I wanted something fun that was more of a non-traditional source of cooking. And what’s more non-traditional than Treacle Tarts and Molly’s Meat Pies, really? I can’t think of anything.
I’m not going to plan a specific routine for these recipes, but I can tell you that this project will last up until my 1001 due date. There are more than 150 recipes. I think if I can do one or two recipes a week, that should be about good. My beloved Shepherd’s Pie is in there, so naturally I’m excited. I haven’t looked at everything yet, but I’m impulse purchasing it before leaving Barnes and Noble, guaranteed.
In other news, school and work are still keeping me insanely busy. I am not stressed beyond sanity, by any means, but I am feeling like a break is already in order. Seattle is in a little over two months, and I can’t wait! I know I went to England and Canada and all that jazz this summer, but I still feel that another break is in order.
Speaking of England, I never posted pictures, did I? I’m going to work on that one of these days. I think I’ll make a “Travels” tab on the page. I need a weekend of little homework before that can become a reality, but it will get done at some point in time.
Going back to school-ish talk, I have done a bit of writing in my spare time. I wrote a poem that I submitted to a micro-journal on campus, and I also submitted a short short fiction piece for a blog that I follow, Eat Move Write. I’d like for my work to slowly get out there, so fingers crossed on both accounts. If they aren’t “accepted,” as it were, then such is life. I’m not going to give up, no matter what fate hits me this week with writing.
Skipping around even further, I have a long weekend of homework ahead of me. Tomorrow I will be going with a group of friends to Detroit Lakes, MN for a friend’s birthday. Her name is Jessica, and she was my first friend when I moved to West Fargo in second grade. High school got the better of us for a time, but despite that age I still consider her to be a good friend of mine. I’ve learned over the years that you don’t need to see someone or talk to them constantly to still have a close bond. This is also true of my Seattle friend, Dana. We’ve been talking more these past few months than we did the first few years of college, and it makes me entirely grateful to have these friends around me still. You hear about people who lose touch after high school, and it’s happened with some of my other friends. But when they’re meant to stick around, they stick around. I couldn’t be happier about that.
I suppose that’s enough for today. I’m going to finish a reading assignment, impulse buy a few items at Barnes & Noble, and head out for ice cream – YUM! I’ll try to write again this weekend. I hope everyone has a wonderful evening and weekend!
Do you enjoy cooking/baking? Why/Why not?
Tell me about your most treasured friendship.