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Name: Shannon D
Country: United States
State: Nebraska
Metro: Omaha
Birthday: 11/18/1984
Gender: Female
Interests: anime, theatre, HGTV and project runway, comic books and webcomics, cooking and sewing, gossip, gay men, hotdogs, and fancy expensive cheese
Expertise: dead baby jokes, dead kitten jokes, and basically being wildly inappropriate
Occupation: Student
Industry: Hospitality
Message: message me
AIM:  sparklesmcfly
Member Since:
5/17/2002
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| cookies you guys!
i made cookies today and since i'm pretty bored, i decided to post about them.
(i could also probably alleviate this boredom by getting dressed or
taking a shower, both of which i need to do before someone calls me
saying "we are rehearsing in fifteen minutes!" or "hey shannon it's
your dad let's go get lunch!" but no. i'm on the internets. posting
about cookies.)
ANYWAY.
cookies.
did you know that it's insanely easy to make cookies? i want cookies
all the time. if i can eat a cookie right after dinner it kind of
makes my day. and when i don't have cookies (which is usually the
case) i sit around bemoaning the fact that i have no cookies and
wondering if i should go to the store and buy some. which i never
do...or rarely do. then one day i discovered that you can make your
OWN cookies. (okay, i already knew that. but i rarely used to make
cookies. maybe, MAYBE for a bakesale. maybe. but it just seemed like
such a hassle.)
maybe i should say i found a recipe that made just the right amount of
cookies in like fifteen minutes. and since i am lazy, it was perfect.
i found this recipe like three weeks ago and i've made these cookies
like five times since then. three of those times were for other people
though so don't think i'm some sort of "vegetable monster" over here
(don't even get me started...)
as proof of how often i make these cookies, allow me to show you the
state of my pantry items which were, until i found these cookies,
FULL. i swear. FULL.
   
(i think the vanilla makes me saddest, since i recently bought it and it is ACTUAL vanilla. not high quality vanilla, for sure, but i had previously been baking with a very large, very very old, off-brand imitation vanilla flavoring...i.e., blasphemy to real bakers. i also never use butter because i am too poor. everything turns out fine, but i have big plans for using real butter with my stand mixer. but i'm saving myself for marriage.)
today's cookies are not for me, they're for my dad, who's starting chemo today. yes, i know he won't want to eat cookies. but it's the thought that counts! the thought and the smell. these cookies smell really good too.
COOKIES!
(this recipe makes about 12 really huge cookies. this way you have just enough to enjoy for a few days but not so many that you gorge yourself on cookies, or (unthinkable!) have to throw away old stale cookies)
1/2 stick butter, softened*
6 T sugar
6 T brown sugar**
1/4 t salt
1 1/2 t vanilla
mix that well, scrape down the sides of the bowl, and add one egg. mix again. then, in a separate bowl (if you follow directions) or right on top of the mixture (if you are like me and you're lazy) mix 1 cup plus 2T of flour with 1/2 t baking soda and mix into the wet ingredients.
then add chocolate chips, chocolate chunks, and/or nuts. the recipe calls for a whole cup but i usually use a heaping half cup and they are still very chocolatey.
then scoop big monster cookies onto a sil-pat lines baking sheet and stick in a 375 oven for 12 minutes. i over cooked these because i was on the internet. so they're extra brown but still pretty good. as is proven by ruffles JUMPING ONTO THE TABLE AND EATING THREE OF THEM. so i don't have a lot of cookies to take to my dad but that's cool. they certainly LOOK homemade, which i've learned with parents is almost more important than how good a thing is...see the Homemade Nativity Crying Scene from Christmas 2002.
*i used margarine because i'm poor and lazy, which makes my cookies spread out a lot more than they ought to. but they still taste good
**this is a weird measurement, i know. but apparently if you double the recipe (which would make the sugar measurements a nice 3/4 c) it doesn't work out so well, so i stick to the spoons)
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| i might be boring but my mac and cheese is bossthe quest to cook more is going rather well. i've made dinner in one capacity or another about four times this week. i am also continuing to not use recipes, but that isn't intentional. it's much less about me being a "good cook" and more about me being "too lazy to look it up on the internet" and also "unwilling to go get more ingredients."
at the moment this little experiment is incorporating an unfair amount of goat cheese because i bought waaaaaaaay too much for the acorn squash pizza. if i had more squash i would just make the pizza again. but as it is i made a sort of weird pasta sauce using it and pretty much anything in my fridge with a high fat content. to be fair though, i put broccoli in it. so it was a health food.
i have also been packing greg's lunch. seriously, it's the episodes of mad men saved up on the tivo. it's warping my brain.
however, i did not cook today. i gussied up some leftovers in such a way that it required the oven but i don't think that counts. i was scheming what to make for dinner when ben said he wanted to go out, so we went to heartland barbeque. and, okay, it is like the least fancy establishment around, and it's up here in north o, but it is some of the best barbeque i've ever had. (yeah, texas, i said it. deal.) i highly recommend it. i extra highly recommend it if you have managed to avoid fast food for a while, because that and the pizza i had on friday seemed like treats, like something special that i earned. the pizza was going out with RESPECT people and remounting a tradition of eating pizza greg hates when greg is at work--always fun. and tonight was like, an outing because it was a saturday and we were home and in a good mood.
so often, especially during shows, i have fast food so often it literally makes me sick. and when you have to think, "where am i going to eat?" and you realize there is no where left you haven't eaten that week, it makes you SAD. but when you're at home and you say, what do i want to eat? it's more like an adventure.
i think later i might make brownies, if i can scrape together the last of my butter reserves.
yeah, i know. i'm lame, and i blog about the most boring stuff ever. food, shopping, wedding. blah blah blah. you have a vagina! we get it already! jeeeeez.
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| domestication is for cowstonight i made pioneer woman's crash hot potatoes
and a meatloaf made up up Things I Think Should Be In Meatloaf. it was
pretty good. i think tomorrow's sandwiches will be phenomenal.
i
realize i like, just posted what i made for dinner. but this is part
of a bigger point. or rather, a promise i am making to myself that i
am backing up with THE INTERNET.
i have discovered in the last
few days that i love cooking dinner. i knew i loved to cook and bake,
but whenever i did it it was a big ordeal with tons of planning and a
night off and high expectations and i only did it REALLY four or so
times a month. the rest of the time i'd skimp by with chicken noodle
mountain or oven pizza or whatever. and lots and lots of takeout,
which is expensive and takes its toll on your soul.
suddenly a
light just came on and i'm like, if i cook like every other day, i will
have tons of yummy food, and cooking makes me feel so much better about
what i eat and i look forward to lunch the next day (because there will
always be leftovers, i cook far too much for two people, even if those
two people are me and greg) and it just makes me feel really good. it
also justifies all the kitchen equiptment i own and my large selection
of cookbooks and the GIGANTIC bookmark folder of online recipes i have
(if i were to guess, i would guess 500, and that would only to keep
myself out of trouble)
unfortunately this realization and
lifestyle choice comes at the exact same time that i realize i have one
hundred days until i get married and take tons of pictures of myself to
display around my house forever. not that i have ever dieted, or
really cared, but i would like to appear to have cheekbones in my
wedding portraits. and meatloaf sandwiches tend to give me whatever
whatever would be the EXACT OPPOSITE of cheekbones.
but, in the
past, given the choice between a weight goal and the sweet, sweet
comfort of excessive meat and fancy cheeses, the waist usually loses.
AND i have discovered that i can eat chips again without discomfort. i
realized this by finishing off most of the bag of buffalo style kettle
chips.
this could get chubby, friends.
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| bits and pieces that seems to be all you get these days, non-wedding blog, and i'm sorry. sucks to be you, i guess. but if it makes you feel any better, i haven't posted much over there, either. or done anything of use at all, ever. so...sucks to be all of us. BUT A FEW THINGS:
-got my wisdom teeth out! ah, life is better. so much better. although my jaw is still a little hesitant to open very wide, making things like jimmy john's sandwiches painful and hardly worth the effort. also, i have dreams in which i can eat chips...i think it might be safe to eat a chip or two but crackers are giving me problems. also, i keep licking and chewing on the scar tissue, in some ways giving me the look and speech pattern of the joker.
-speaking of, holy shit, right? i can literally talk for hours about the dark knight and what should come next for batman movies. i won't post it here because most of my theories are heavily dependent on spoilers.
however, one spoiler: heath ledger is dead, and that now sucks more than ever.
not that i evaluate human life by level of talent, but i found it hard to miss someone i had never met just because they were famous. now it burns.
-i made dinner yesterday--goat cheese, squash, and arugula pizza and oatmeal cookies. both were made from a recipe that i then wildly differed from because of lacking ingredients or laziness, and it worked out really well! which was totally rad. and now i have cookies.
-i like this necklace, but i won't buy it for fear that it will someday be ironic
i do miss you though, i do.
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| druuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugsso, as i have said, my teeth hurt.
that was kind of an understatement.
in february or so, i woke up in the middle of the night screaming and crying because i had blinding pain on one side of my face. the majority of the hurt was localized to my teeth, but that pain was invading my cheeks, neck, and felt like it was trying to push my eye out from inside the socket.
i went to the dentist. he said i was a teeth grinder and that i should stop that. so i tried to stop grinding my teeth and took about ten ibuprofins a day in an attempt to get through it.
about a week into shakespeare, my mouth filled with blood and i realized a wisdom tooth had broken through in the back. i wish the dentist would've caught that. that would've been cool. i didn't have any time to go in and have those bastards removed, since i was working a sixty to seventy hour work week. i thought, as soon as shakes is over, as soon as shakes is over...
the wisdom tooth broke.
owwwwwwwwwww.
finally shakes was over and i could go in, and, as if the teeth knew that, all hell broke loose in my mouth. i have a "consultation" on monday and will hopefully get them out sometime soon.
but until then, until then, i have PRESCRIPTIVE PAINKILLERS. can i just tell you how awesome they are? i took one (one! not five!) last night with dinner, and on the way home i said,
"Greg, my teeth..."
and he said "i know baby, it's okay..."
and i said, "no...they don't hurt...." for the first time in five months my teeth didn't hurt AT ALL. so i started to cry, i was so happy.
i know drugs don't solve problems but HOLY SHIT DUDE. THIS IS AWESOME.
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