This is not a real post…

Happy weekend, everyone!

If you’ve been following me on twitter, you know that I’ve been in the midst of what can only be described as hell week. If you haven’t been following me on twitter… well, that’s about all you need to know. The week was hellish and now its over!

Anyway, I was planning to celebrate this glorious Saturday by doing a pumpkin spice creamer recipe post (because, apparently, I love all things pumpkin these days). BUT when I got home last night (after a four hour long road trip in the rain and 5 hours of meetings), I found this:

Let me explain. We got a new-to-us fridge yesterday (Thanks, Mom!) and my husband decided to go ahead and run a water line to said new fridge so the ice maker would work. Apparently to do that he had to empty every single cabinet in the kitchen. And then he left to go to a bachelor party without putting it away.

Now. I’m not trying to be ungrateful here because the new fridge and ice-maker and the cold filtered water is awesome. BUT. C’mon, man. Seriously?

So, instead of writing a super-awesome-amazing blog post, I’ll be embarking on Kitchen Reorganization 2012 today. Yay.

Anyway. The point of all of that explanation is this: Since I now have plans other than making and blogging my new pumpkin spice creamer recipe, check out this pumpkin spice latte recipe I made about this time last year. It’s fantastic!


Pumpkin Spice Latte

I’ve made no secret of my love for Starbucks, but I generally don’t like the syrupy sweet specialty drinks. I make an exception every fall, or as I like to call it Pumpkin Spice Latte season. Of course, I make it my own by ordering a pumpkin spice flavored cafe au lait. In starbucks parlance, what is a pretty simple drink (coffee, milk, and pumpkin spice syrup), becomes a 10 step ordering process which makes me feel kinda like a giant douche bag. And no one likes to feel like that.

So you can imagine how excited I was to find a tweet from Greenderlla with a link to a homemade pumpkin spice latte. I tried it out yesterday morning and I have to say, it’s pretty freaking delicious!

Click through the link for the full recipe, but there are only like 5 ingredients in this recipe:

Milk (any kind will do–I used vanilla soy)

Pumpkin puree

Pumpkin pie spice

Agave nectar (you could use honey too)

Vanilla extract (I omitted because of the vanilla soymilk).

It was super easy to make. All you do is combine all the ingredients and whip them together. I used the whisk attachment for my stick blender (for the first time!) and was surprised to learn that it makes some pretty awesome froth.

The best thing about this recipe, other than it’s complete deliciousness, is how cheap it was. I had all the ingredients other than pumpkin puree, so basically I only spent like 88 cents more than I would have for my regular homemade coffee.

Have a delicious Sunday!

An open letter to my neighbors

In case you’re not familiar with my former open letters, check them out here and here. BTW, I still don’t really understand if I’m using open letters correctly. I feel like I’m Will Ferrel in Anchorman when he doesn’t understand how to use “when in Rome” and just says it in response to everything.

Dear Firework Loving Neighbors,

On Friday night, Saturday night, Sunday night, and, yes, even Monday night, the rest of us really really appreciated your zeal for using fire to light explosives and make them fly into and paint the night sky. It was truly magical and a showed a talent for matching store bought pyrotechnics with a bic lighter that the world has never seen before.


Now it’s Wednesday.

I understand that Kentucky changed it fireworks law this year. I understand that the fireworks stand on the corner is selling its remaining stock at 5 for 1 prices. I get it. The lure of previously illegal explosives at rock bottom prices is nearly irresistible.



It’s Wednesday.

Some of us have to be productive members of society. Some of us have jobs that require us to be awake and fully functioning well before noon.

So. On behalf of the rest of the neighborhood, STOP IT WITH THE DAMN FIREWORKS!


Oh. My. God. I’m a hipster.

I’ve been having a bit of an identity crisis for a couple of months. I thought it was possible that I might be a hipster. The signs were all there: my love of leggings, becoming a vegetarian,  my pixie cut, my love of organic shade-grown coffee, the fact that I have a blog, and the allure of black jeggings that I have no place to wear. I worried about this pretty seriously for a couple of months. Maybe for some people being a hipster isn’t that big of a deal, but I make fun of hipsters on a pretty regular basis (as do most people–check out this post). So, the possibility that I might be one was pretty distressing. But a few months ago I decided, in true hipster fashion, that it didn’t matter because “labels” are dumb and I just stopped thinking/worrying about it.


I had lunch today.

Scene: A pretty normal day. A friend, J, and I were waiting for a conference call to start and I was eating a very late lunch in her office.

J: What’s for lunch?

Me: Toast, nutella, yogurt with granola, and a pepsi.

J: Sounds good.

Me: This might be the most hipster meal  I’ve ever eaten in my entire life.

J: …Nutella and toast is pretty hipster-ey.

Me: Yeah… It’s toast made from homemade bread with organic nutella.

J: Oh.

Me: And it’s a pepsi throwback.

J: ….

Me: And the granola in my yogurt is homemade. With agave nectar.

J: Agave nectar?Wow.

Me: I’m a hipster, aren’t I?’

J: The only way this could be worse is if you made the yogurt yourself.

And it gets worse.

I’ve actually been toying with the idea of making homemade yogurt. For reals.

What is happening in Kentucky?!?

What a crazy day it’s been here in KY. Severe Thunderstorms, Tornadoes, woman getting stomped. Well that last one was actually last night, but it’s blown up today.

In case you didn’t hear, at a senatorial debate last night some volunteer from tried to give Rand Paul some fake award. Rand Paul’s supporters pulled her away and held her on the ground. And then, one of them STOMPED on her head/neck area.

Crazy right? And I mean that on the part of everyone involved–the woman shouldn’t have tried to force her way to the candidate (I can see why there would be legitimate concern about that)–but it’s mostly directed at Stompy McStomperson.  Who does that? There was no need for any force; if this lady was a threat, she had already been neutralized. She was being held on the ground and police were being called.

The worst part of the whole situation is that there are some nut jobs out there saying that she deserved to be treated like that. People are using this to spread animosity between liberals and conservatives, as if there wasn’t enough already. The whole situation makes me sick. Literally, I was actually nauseated after I watched the video. You should watch the video if you haven’t, by the way. Click here.

Please note while I don’t like Rand Paul’s politics even a little, I don’t think this inicident should be used against him in any way. I mean, unless some evidence comes out that connects him to the incident there’s no reason to blame him.

Anyway, the weather has been crazy here too. The temperature dropped 20 degrees in about, 15 minutes and I thought my front door was going to blow in a few minutes ago. Oh, and, to the local weather guy, calling your daughter’s school while on air to tell them to take shelter immediately isn’t a good way to keep viewers close to that school calm. Just a bit of advice.


I’m not a paid Starbucks spokesperson. Yet.

It continues. 
I am now a starbucks gold card member. If you don’t know what that mean, congratulations! You’re not a huge douche! …Also this probably means that you don’t have a massive caffeine addiction and a need to take walks on a semi-regular basis throughout the day.
Anyway, the Starbucks Gold Card (p.s. Starbucks should totally be paying me for this free-advertising) is what you get when you have 30 star rewards points in one year. Star Rewards are really easy to get; all you have to do is get a starbucks gift card and register it online. Incidentally, this is a really good way to budget yourself; set an amount to spend at starbucks every month and put it on the card. Every time you make a purchase using your gift card, you get a star. 
Et, violia! Eventually, you make 30 purchases and get a gold card. And then, your level of douche-baggery goes even higher than you thought it could ever be. Even higher than looking for fair-trade, organic, shade grown coffee made it.