aaron made ricotta against my wishes

Last week I came home to Aaron standing over the stove. I thought he was making something delicious for dinner until I noticed the paper towel-lined strainer next to him.

Ricotta!

I don't know why homemade dairy products gross me out so much, but they do. Homemade yogurt-ick. Homemade mozarella-also ick. Homemade ice cream-exception. The idea of heating up milk and cream and then curdling it and collecting the curdled milk/cream is pretty disgusting. I should probably mention that I don't drink milk because I also find it disgusting, so you know, this opinion might be a little tainted by that small fact. Anyway, when Aaron had told me he wanted to make homemade ricotta a few days prior, I said no way. But once Aaron has an idea fixed in his head it's pretty hard to dissuade him, so there he was in the kitchen, bringing milk and cream to a rolling boil three days later.

It took a substantial amount of persuading to get me to eat said curdled milk masquerading in the form of ricotta cheese, but it was actually delicious. And way cheaper than what we paid for ricotta at the grocery store, never mind what we paid for it at DiBruno Bros. For all that, I'm still grossed out by the process, so I shall leave all future ricotta making to Aaron.
We're even though, because I make all the chocolate chip cookies.

rawr

My brother who's in France is kind of a hoot. In an email a couple weeks ago he said he was sending us a package with "some good stuff" in it. 

What was that stuff might you ask? Pictures (which he hasn't sent us in 8 months)? Chocolate?

Oh, no. Much better:

Cheetah sort of harem pants. 

From Jeff:

"I'm glad you liked my present! Now you know what every muslim girl in mulhouse feels like every day."

Basically, they're the most comfortable pants I've ever had the pleasure of wearing, and I never want to take them off. Every Muslim girl in Mulhouse must be really happy about life. 

doppelganger

So my little brother is on a mission in France for our church, and here's a recent experience he emailed home:

"I had a pretty funny experience with some muslim kids this week. I was sitting at a tram stop and a huge group of them came up to us and started messing with us like normal and then one of them stopped and said "oh my gosh you're the guy from narnia! Edmond!" I was an instant celebrity. hahaha I told them that i was indeed edmond from chronicles of narnia and they believed me whole heartedly. I was signing autographs and they wanted pictures with me and everything. They now think that edmond from narnia is from Los angeles* and is a mormon missionary. hahaha. I think i found the secret to making muslim kids stop messing with us. Gotta love it."


But seriously.

Edmund.

Brother.

My youngest sister also looks a lot like Lucy from Narnia. What can I say? These Andrus faces are made for Hollywood.

*My brother is not from Los Angeles. Not sure how that came up?

pin #123891412374

Remember this post about ridiculous pinterest images?

Somehow my posting of that picture of the framed tv ended up getting repinned to pinterest and has given me a small boost in traffic. It's currently my top referring site. I find this extremely amusing as the people who've pinned it have put things like "love this idea" in the caption. I was making fun of that idea, guys! I think it's ridiculous to frame a tv!  Obviously, that person didn't read my post. Or they did, but don't trust my judgment on home decor.

Here's a new gem:

My first thought upon seeing this: that Kitchenaid is about to drill into that baby's skull.

Pleasant!

Keep it classy, readers.
Have a good weekend!

pinterest gems

Here are some classic ridiculous pinterest images I've found lately. Enjoy.

Dress up your ugly thermostat by calling a ton of attention to it via pseudo-vintage frame!!!!

Flat screen wall-mounted TVs are just not beautiful enough on their own without a frame!!!!

|Frame EVERYTHING!!!| (I tried to frame that text.)

I'm not entirely sure if this photo was supposed to be a joke. I'm going to hope it's a joke.

Shirtless dad covered in naked babies is creepy.

apparently the period key on my keyboard is stuck and all i can use are exclamation marks

I need a Jones Soda!
But I'm stuck in my apartment researching liquid crystal phase changes and entropies and cannot leave!
Bring me one, and I will love you platonically forever! Unless you're an attractive, smart boy and then maybe I will love you romantically forever!

This is getting ridiculous

Here I am again, in my home away from home, aka the chemistry building. I do believe I have spent more time here than anywhere else the past little while and that is including the 4.5-5 hours of sleep I'm getting at home a night. It's gotten to the point where I'm here, not having showered after water polo, in my socks (my boots got wet) and sweats, not leaving until I finish my French stuff and do 30 minutes of writing for my chem lit class. I think it's kind of funny actually. Yesterday four other chemists and I were here finishing up p chem lab stuff/swapping dating advice until 2AM. If you're going to major in something that's likely to drive you to tears/insanity, at least you're surrounded by some pretty cool people.

If you want to hear more about our adventures, you should check out our newly formed blog:

The Free Radicals
tagline: an adventure in self-polymerization.

hehe, we're so nerdily funny.

triple necklace with eiffel tower charm...i think yes.

I can't believe that classes start tomorrow. Ever since I can remember I've anticipated the first day of school, starting to get myself mentally prepared weeks in advance. This time around it feels like it snuck up on me. I'm pretty sure I'm only taking physics 220 and chem 462 for my major classes this semester....but....I would really, really, really, really like to take 455. And maybe I still will...haven't dropped it yet...but probably will...I'm planning on auditioning for dance classes during the class time tomorrow. I've a million things running around in my head: what to wear (yeah, I still do the whole lay-out-your-back-to-school-outfit-the-night-before thing), what colored notebooks I want to use for which classes (I just really like color coordination), whether to shower tonight or tomorrow morning, what to pack for a lunch, what shirt to wear for dance auditions, what time to get up, how to do my hair (just as important as the back-to-school-first-day-outfit), what to take (!!!), etc etc etc.......

tehe.
I get a little silly about back to schoolness. I just like everything to go well...it's a good omen for the rest of the semester, ya know?

Fingers crossed it'll be awesome. I have a good feeling about Fall '09....

is it written in the stars?*

Today I woke up after having two very depressing dreams.

1. I was in the lab and all these random people were there too, and they were all insinuating I was fat.
2. I went to watch the team perform at some performing arts festival, and I realized as they were all standing on stage warming up that I was in all of the numbers they were dancing (west coast, pirates, latin medley) and Lee just didn't want me to dance. Then I realized that this meant I wasn't being placed on the Blackpool team.

I woke up giggling and missing my chemistry friends because it was so ridiculous and because my lab dream featured some of them (now I can't remember who), respectively.

Soooooooooooo. Now I want to have a chem party. And start working out with Kellie.

Happy Saturday everyone!

*Aida!!! So into song lyrics/titles as post titles right now...