Considering I have not blogged in at least two years, it’s about time I started back up again. I feel this is especially timely (and necessary) because the only posts I’ve given you have been things I wrote in the past and just happened to put up on my blog. That’s not fair.
My friend Sarah T is especially pushing me to begin again, so I must appease her.
I am beginning a new phase of my life: apartment living. That’s right, I’m officially “off on my own”. Of course, I still have roommates, but I’ve broken out of the livin’-with-the-folks and dorm-life phases. Now I’m on the 5th floor of the cutest little apartment I’ve ever seen. Maybe I suffering from the same thing new parents do. I think it’s so darn cute just because it’s mine. I don’t care, I love it.
Last night, what will be known as the first night of my new life, I texted a couple close friends (because I couldn’t figure out how to find my wireless connection) to share the big news. Some even shared big news in return. It was lovely. It was fun to just unpack boxes and pace around my almost completely dark home chatting on the phone. Oh, did I mention? I have no overhead lighting in this house. We have it in the kitchen, hallway, bathroom(s), and closet. That’s it. Also, the lamps that my parents so sweetly bought for me proved to be of no use because the light bulbs were left at the store. No matter. I have no pesky furniture to jump out at my shins in the dark yet.
My night was fairly uneventful. I have no hilarious stories of lizards jumping out of boxes at me or anything of that nature.
First order of business now that my kitchen is unpacked: breakfast. Since my refrigerator cupboards are nearly empty, buttermilk pancakes seem to be the best bet. However, I only have brown sugar. I feel the creative juices being to flow.
More on creative juices (and this super cute apartment of mine) later.
Now we’re talkin’ pancakes. My aforementioned friend Sarah and I recently made the most divine cupcakes with lemon, brown sugar, and cinnamon. I wanted to recreate that flavor in my pancakes. I still had lemon juice, buttermilk and cinnamon left over. This seemed like a perfect plan. The only thing I didn’t have was baking soda. These pancakes are pretty dense as a result, but so YUMMY. I topped them with powered sugar and cinnamon. When I finish this entry, I’m calling up Mr. Webster and we’ll be discussing the new definition of “delightful”.
So here I am, with a warm tummy, happy heart, excited attitude, half a sink-full of dishes, and enough pancakes for my roommates yet to arrive. Oh, and no microwave. I’ll be cooking it old school for the next couple of days. YES.
“All Good Things” by The Weepies just played on my iTunes. How fitting. For all of you about to live in the dorms, I wish you well. My time there is through. I loved and learned during my time there, but I’m anticipating this new love of my life. Its name is… well, I’m not quite sure yet. I’ll come up with something witty and appropriate later. If you have any suggestions, add them in a comment. :)
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