It’s been a week, you know?
Let’s get cracking on some random stuff already.
1. Umm, so you know my last post? The one where my crankypanties were all up in a bunch and I ranted on about how we need to stop telling women they shouldn’t travel alone? (And by “we” I mean “society.” And by “society” I mean “douchey douchebags on the Internet.”)
Well, I guess you guys like it when I’m a ranty crankypants because that post was my most popular post to date, with over 1,000 Facebook likes.
You guys, I can still remember the first time 100 people visited my blog in one day and I thought I was BIG TIME. I was house-sitting in the middle of a jungle in Thailand, sweating my tank top off, staring at Google Analytics and screaming at my charge, a lovable, black and white cat with no eyeballs, “OMIGOD. OMIGOD. OMIGOD. 100 PEOPLE ON THE INTERNET KNOW I’M ALIVE!”
So, yeah. Thanks, you guys, for all the reads, likes and shares.
If you are a new reader or follower to my blog, having come here from the last post, this is where I tell you that that last post was something of a fluke and THIS is the kind of post I usually write. Basically random ramblings about my cat, the Internet, binge-watching television shows on the Internet and recipes that I find on the Internet and somehow magically don’t manage to mess up. Occasionally, I talk of things of importance, like, ummm, my love of scarves (they’re like warm, fabric hugs for your neck!).
And this is where you run away screaming and never come back.
2. Speaking of ranty crankypanties posts, my pal, Tom, at Waegook Tom has a wonderfully ranty crankypants post about why you can’t actually travel for free.
It’s true, you guys, traveling costs money.
And anyone who says you can just travel for free by starting a travel blog: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
But, omigod, you guys, this video is pretty much my life right now. Except I’m the downstairs neighbor and my upstairs neighbor is using his hardwood floors to practice his bongo-playing skills at twelve o’clock at night (at least that’s what I can gather from the noises I’m hearing from up there).
4. This Friday night, I found myself making coffee cake at eight o’clock at night because, you guys, isn’t that how every thirty-something single woman spends her Friday night? Making coffee cake in her pajamas?
This is actually a little habit I’ve picked up from my dad. My dad is the inventor of late-night coffee-cake making. And, when you think about it, it’s pretty genius. Coffee cake is the perfect thing to make in the middle of the night, when you want something sweet, but you can’t really justify whipping up a batch of cookies. You can tell yourself you’re making it for breakfast the next day. When, in fact, you have every intention of burning the roof of your mouth off as you shovel a piece of it into your face right after you pull it out of the oven.
I used this recipe. It was good, but it brought up every insecurity I have about making and using glaze. Why can I never get glaze right? It’s either way too watery or it’s way too grainy. I mean, it’s sugar-water! You wouldn’t think sugar-water would be all that hard to perfect. But I get it wrong EVERY SINGLE TIME.
(Oh, hi there, people-who-are-reading-my-blog-because-you-thought-I-was-some-super-cool-travely-girl-after-my-last-post, have you stopped reading yet? If not, you might want to. Because, I mean, seriously, I’m talking about coffee cake glaze. THIS IS HOW SMALL MY LIFE IS.)
5. Speaking of recipes, I made this sweet potato curry with chickpeas and spinach last week, and it was the perfect autumnal dish. It also helped me achieve my one and only goal in life. Which is to make a big enough pot of food on Sunday, so that I can have leftovers for lunch for the rest of the week. Because actually making lunch for myself in the morning? I am not about that life.
Next up is this this thai red curry with kabocha squash. Except first I have to figure out where the heck I can buy kabocha in Kalamazoo.
6. Speaking of all things autumnal, you know how I’m always like I’M GOING TO DO ALL THE FALL THINGS RIGHT NOW!
Well, you guys, I’m kind of failing at the fall things at the moment. I have yet to ride on a hay wagon. I haven’t done a single fall hike. And I haven’t been to the cider mill to eat my face off with donuts yet.
Instead, I’ve been crazy busy with work. I’ve had meetings every single day these past two weeks, which means I haven’t had much time to plan classes or do my grading during the week. So I spent all day Saturday in my office grading papers and making Powerpoints about proper modal usage.
This is the problem with fall. I love it so very much, but it’s the busiest time for me at work, so I’m either working or stressing out about the fact that I’m not working and probably should be working.
This is also the problem with the American educational system. I mean, why do we have vacation during the hottest months of the summer and the coldest months of the winter? I don’t want vacation then! I want vacation when the leaves are all crunchy and I could be spending my days stuffing my face with cider and donuts instead of grading papers and making grammar Powerpoints.
Let’s change this right now!
(Dear Presidential Candidates, I will vote for whichever one of you changes school vacation time to the fall. Except if your last name happens to be Trump.)
7. Another fall thing I haven’t done yet: fall clothing shopping.
8. Umm, also, this is my favorite thing written about fall ever.
9. Can we talk about the new fall TV shows?
Can we also talk about how severely disappointed I was with The Muppets? I know how people are all upset about how “adult” the show is now. But that didn’t bother me. I mean, puppets talking about sex and boob jobs? No problem. I saw Avenue Q. I know how this works.
The thing was it just wasn’t that funny. I didn’t laugh once. And I really wanted to love it and laugh my face off. But I just couldn’t. Do you know how much that breaks my heart? Please, Muppets, get better.
Ooo, and the new PBS show, Indian Summers, looks sooooo good.
What fall shows are you watching and loving?
10. At least twenty of my Facebook friends have recently sent me links to photos of cats dressed up like sushi.
Because, apparently, when my friends see cats dressed up like sushi, they think of me.
They know me so well.
How’s your week? What have you been up to? What have you been watching? What recipes do you have that will make the biggest pot of food so I can eat it for the rest of the week? TELL ME EVERYTHING!