Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Red may be my new favorite color.

I've always been a purple girl.

I like pink too.  And blue... I especially love blue.  So calming. 

But I think that these colors are going to have to make way for some RED lovin!!


Babies!

Baby love!

My fabulous new sistaaaaas!
Froggy Family!

...In all of these pictures I think I was smiling so hard that I broke my face.

I don't really have words to describe how excited I am to be a part of this group (blog paradox). Everyone is so incredible and I can't wait to get to know everybody's awesomeness. 

If you don't know, Cardinal Key is a 25-member honor and service organization whose virtues are: faith, trust, fortitude, and wisdom.  I'm so excited to grow in these areas!

Kirsten keeps telling me how this is pretty much the best week of my life.  Cardinal Key, 21st birthday (I bought Kahlua last night at Walmart at 12:30), and London!  I'm completely overwhelmed, and it's awwwweeesome! Love it!



 Between working for Target and being in CK, I'm going to have SO.MUCH.RED. in my life!




And lastly but definitely not leastly, this is most definitely happening:
want so bad.

If you can't tell - I am so so so happy right now! 

Have a fab day :)

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Mad Men, Miles, and some Motivational quotes

Warning: hodge podge post. 

Life lately has been swell.  

I'm obsessed with these people:
(The cast of Mad Men)
Part of me wishes I lived in the 60's.  I would have been one of the business women that all the men hated and tried to demoralize - yet failed.  And I'd do all of that while looking ever so dapper. 


Another thing I'm obsessed with?  My economics of law class.  Which isn't necessarily about economics or law, but it is really interesting.  I entertain myself in that class by finding everyday parallels, even if it's a stretch.  Example: "Your face is a negative externality.  The socially optimal outcome is that you wear a bag over your head."  Applying game theory to boys and their weirdness is similarly fun.  

Some countdowns:
21st birthday in 6 days
LONDON in less than 2 weeks 
Marathon in 53 days
So much to look forward to!

Marathon training is going swell.  I built up to 16 miles on Saturday and have an 18 miler this weekend.  It's so weird to think that one year in high school, my new years resolution was to "be able to run a mile without stopping".  I actually even get jealous now when I see other people running when I'm not. 

These past couple of days have been rough for me because I've been sick and had to skip workouts, but I'm trying to take care of myself and get better by resting.

And as a part of my "feeling better" regimen I made banana "ice cream" - just a frozen banana blended up with Hershey's dark chocolate syrup. Sooooooooo good!

Annnnnnnnnd here's just some random things that I like, and things you might like too... :)












Stay fabulous!

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Espresso Yourself!

It's been a while, blog.  Nice to see you too.

I start to talk to inanimate things (like blogs) when I've either had too much or not enough coffee.  Today is the case of too much.

 

No one said it was criminal to make a triple shot latte.

...It just isn't necessarily a good idea on an otherwise empty stomach.

So, appropriately I believe, I am writing this post on a caffeine trip.  And here's the truth: coffee is one of the greatest things in the world.  On questionnaires when people ask, "What is your favorite food?" I respond with "coffee".  When I'm sick and should be drinking tea with lemon, I drink coffee.  When I decide to build a shrine of something, it is of coffee.  Exhibit A:


Not that I owe anyone an explanation of why coffee is so amazing... but I'm going to tell you anyway.

I grew up craving coffee.  I distinctly remember a Christmas dinner when I was about 4, and I begged my parents for coffee.  Granted, I put about 3 tablespoons of sugar and cream into my tiny teacup, but I was officially a devoted coffee drinker nonetheless.

In middle school I graduated to cappuccinos from Quiktrip and frappuccinos from Starbucks.

And then in high school, my life was changed when I learned how to make drip coffee for myself.

And from there, my passion increased at an exponential rate.

I learned how to french press.
I learned how to make coffee the old fashioned way on a stove.
And I learned the art of how coffee is  processed when I visited a couple of coffee farms in Kona.
And then finally....

I discovered the magic of espresso when I received an espresso maker for Christmas this year.

There seems to be a lot of confusion on espresso.  Let me clear that up.  Espresso is coffee.  It is made with a special, darker roast espresso bean and the same amount of caffeine and flavor is packed into a smaller amount of liquid.  The main difference lies in how espresso is brewed.

In regards to regular drip coffee: a coffee filter is used, and as hot water passes through the coffee grounds and filter by the force of gravity, the water absorbs the oils and flavors from the coffee grounds.  

In regards to espresso: A smaller amount of nearly boiling water under pressure is forced through the espresso grounds.  This leads to a more concentrated liquid.  A beautiful, beautiful liquid.

Espresso will change your life.  It just will.  It's one of the most magical earthly things I have ever discovered, and there is so much you can do with it!  I realized I was becoming a coffee snob the other day when someone asked me, "So if you put milk in your coffee does that mean it is a latte?"  Close... but close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. Horseshoes and hand grenades, my friends.

Americans generally are less educated on the art of coffee.  It's not our fault, it just was never a natural part of our culture.  So to clear up the air for my dear readers, here are some of the most popular and basic espresso and coffee drinks:

Shot: You can enjoy a shot (or two) of pure espresso in a miniature cup.
 






Espresso Con Panna: Espresso with a shot of whipped cream on top.


  Caffe macchiato: Espresso "marked" with steamed milk (with milk accounting for at most 25% of the drink)


Cappuccino: Espresso with steamed milk and foam (1/3 parts of each)



Latte: Shot(s) of espresso with steamed milk and minimal foam (There should be about 3 times as much milk as coffee)


Mocha:  Same as a latte, but made with rich chocolate syrup.  Also, no mocha is complete without whipped cream and chocolate shavings on top.


And then you get into the land of drip coffee drinks...

Cafe au Lait: Regular drip coffee with steamed milk, ratio is 1:1.


White Coffee:  Regular drip coffee with cold milk or creamer added.  Opposite from Black Coffee:  Regular drip coffee with nothing added.


Hammerhead/Shot in the Dark/Red Eye: A shot of espresso mixed with regular black coffee.

Ahh! Admittedly, I've never tried this one.  I'm saving it for finals week.

So to sum it all up...


This will most likely not be my only coffee post.  I could talk about coffee's significant impact on culture for a looooong time, but we'll save that for another day.  

In the meanwhile, do yourself a favor, and treat yourself to a good cup of coffee.  Because life is too short for anything other than that.

Saturday, February 04, 2012

Pippin's Post

Many of you may know that there is a special man in my life named Pippin.  This post is dedicated to him.


I acquired Pippin from the San Diego Sea World in June of 2009 and he has been a blessing to my life ever since.  

There were many penguins to choose from, but I knew I could only give my heart to one.



And then Pippin caught my eye.

I rescued him from the cold, bitter winds of the gift shop and placed him upon a shelf in my heart. 

We became instant friends.


We went everywhere together.  It was sort of like Andy and Woody from Toy Story.  Except I was 18 and Pippin was actually real.  

I would do anything for Pippin, even if it meant fighting this flight attendant for not giving Pippin the ice he needed to survive a long flight.




...That's the look of a sad and non-iced penguin.

Pippin has been known to get a little crazy when he isn't iced properly, turning to the unsustainable pleasures of this world.



Which is why I have to remember to give him his daily ice cube.  

Pippin is the best penguin a girl could ask for.  Sometimes I even wish that I was Pippin.  

Oh! What a life it would be, waddling around and getting your cheeks squeezed because they stick out like swollen grapefruits.  

To date, I have dressed up like Pippin for Halloween on 2 separate occasions.  



While many other penguins have made their way into my life, none has stuck around like my dearest Pippin.

Not Ke$ha penguin...

Nor Charlie Sheen penguin...

Nor Lady Gaga penguin...

Nor the penguins from Madagascar...

...They all left me, but I know that my Pippin never will.

The point of this post is none.  Except that I have a penguin named Pippin, and he's better than you.