I have really been into baking lately. Maybe because I started hustling cupcakes on the side, so I am more interest in baking unique cupcakes and treats. What can be more unique than attempting to bake your own macarons? They have been notorious for bringing fear into the home baker’s kitchen. But I am fearless. This is my second go at making macarons, and this was definitely the faster of the two favors.
There are three classic macaron flavors that are my favorite. Pistachio, Salted Caramel and Raspberry. I’ve made one out of three and eager to try to make the rest. And then even make up my own flavors if all goes well. But will baking them be better than going out to buy some on demand? Good question, we will find out!
Almond flour is known to be expensive. But if you mill it yourself, it’s not bad at all. I got an 8oz bag of slivered almonds for $4.99 and that bag made 2 different batches of macarons (granted they were mixed nut ones) and the ingredient list is fairly short. Thank goodness for my cuisinart spice and nut mill!
I mixed one tooth pick dip of Kelly green food coloring in my egg whites before dipping to get this awesome color. I should have spaced them out more!
But they still developed their pieds (feet) and I am happy!
So guess what? After all the drama (not really) with Bawse eating sticks, we have come to realize he has seasonal allergies. Like his human Papa. Yep, those two on high pollen days are sneezy, with itchy watery eyes and breathe all heavy. Bawse now has to take allergy pills twice a day until the pollen is gone.
He’s like a real boy.
New things with Bawse, he’s no longer a stinky bad boy. He’s a smell good, good boy actually. He rings the bell if he needs to go outside. And he “goes to bed” when told, and on his own. Also, he’s got a new trick up his …paw? He pretty much holds his hands up when we shoot him with our fingers and say “bang”.
In his intermediate class, he’s still the class clown. He shows that he knows how to do what he is being asked, but then he just stops and lays flat out. Such a stubborn little guy. His trainer says he’s got a lot of personality, and hes fun, not to mention he’s the youngest in class so he gets distracted but he understands what is going on.
He did the funniest, weirdest thing in class the other day. Bawse likes to sit right in front of the trainer when shes talking (what a nerd). This time. he laid down completely…and starts peeing, LAYING down in front of her. Crazy dog?! Everyone in class laughs and when I ask him, “ARE YOU PEEING BAWSE?!” he turns just his head with a face like…what?
I was contemplating whether or not to write this post. You guys don’t need to read something every year on May 9th. Last year was fine, because that was the first year. I will always remember her, in my heart. I don’t need to always share with you, dear reader, right? Maybe just a simple picture of my mother will suffice.
What sucks is, every year from then on out, my mother’s anniversary will always fall nears mother’s day weekend. So as I get the emails, and see commercials on how to make your mother feel special, I get hit with a pang of sadness. No longer will I be ordering flowers or spa packages and planning mother daughter dates with her.
I never shared a picture of her when she was sick. But regardless of how weak she got or how much hair she lost, she always wore a giant smile. And really, that’s all that matters.
What is it about the big seasonal weather changes that make people want to clean up, and clean out. At least for me, I feel that way. My big thing this year is getting a hold on that closet. I have items of clothing still from my high school and college days, and let me tell you…mama is NOT still that size.
But this time, instead of just throwing it all in a bag and donating it, I decided to make a little money off my nicer items. So that I can use that money to buy new things that fit! Then I won’t have buyer’s remorse. Which I ALWAYS have. Enter the Posh Mark app.
This app is pretty cool. Take pictures, with or without filters like instagram. And then type in the info about your product and post! They handle the shipping labels, and the money. All YOU have to do is print out the label and ship your item once it sells. They do take 20% of the selling price, to pay all the fees and shipping, but if you are busy like me and don’t want to be bothered with details, this is perfect.
I’ve already sold two things! There are other apps out there that do similar things, but this was the least hassle for me. And if you are interested, you too can shop my closet!
I learned how to read when I was 4 years old. How, I don’t remember. But my mother was very involved. I loved stories. I had all of the Little Golden Books books. I would make her read them to me over and over. I think to the point where she was like…okay I am tired of reading these books to you, learn how to read. And I did. This pretty much is the technique she employed, when I ate too much as well. “Oh you want me to cook that again? How about I teach you, and you just make it whenever you want?” Thanks Mom.
That may sound a little harsh to some of you. But it was a good tactic. I think I turned out alright.
Back to the books. Growing up, We would be in the library once a week. And picking out books was a simpler time. She would just let me loose in the children’s section, and I pretty much just grabbed whatever 14 books I wanted. I usually started with series, because I like to do things in order. This was back when stories of the Sweet Valley Twins, Babysitters’ Club, The Boxcar Children, Babysitter’s Little Sister, Beverly Cleary characters such as Ramona and Beezus, Lowis Lowry, Roald Dahl books filled the shelves.
Feeling a little nostalgic, I went to the local library, and decided I wanted to reread some of my old favorite books. They aren’t there in anymore In it’s place are Bratz (there’s a book?) New American girls books with characters I don’t know (where’s Molly? And Kristin, and Samantha?) And other characters. Sigh. What if I want my children to read Roald Dahl? And other “classics”. I guess I have to start collecting them from old books stores. Or else they are doomed to read books like the Twilight Series (Not knocking it, I own all the books and the movies).