autumn

On Monday I took Roscoe out for a walk. It was such a sunny day but it was FREEZING. So I took out my pea coat, boots and scarf and headed for the park.

I love autumn. I think it might right up there with summer. I like how autumn can be so cold but the colours are so warm. There's a tree on my front lawn that is in clear view of my window and whenever I look out I see the most intense red against the dark brown of the branches and it makes me feel warm and cozy. I love it!

Roscoe and I got to the park and I played ball with him in the tennis court. We ran around chasing the ball from one end to the other until he got really tired and just plopped down on the cement. I plopped down beside him and listened. The park was really quiet, not eerie quiet, more like that peaceful type of quiet you hear at a faraway lake. There were two kids jumping on a pile of leaves, yelling right before belly flopping into them, piling the leaves up again and then counting to three. There was a little girl and her dad playing soccer in the soccer field, she must've been 2 years old, at most! It was the cutest thing cause she would laugh so hard when she kicked the ball that she coughed every time she did. She had the curliest hair too!

I was happy in that one moment. All those little things combined let me put everything on pause for just a little bit. I know it's God's way of telling me that everything was going to be alright.

multum in parvo

how rude!

I really don't understand people sometimes. People complain about how the world can be so unfair and cruel. They don't realize that we make our world -- we make reality. The Thomas Theorem says, "Situations are real in their consequences if believed to be real." All of our actions have consequences; consequences that we web together to create the big picture that we call our world, reality, a social network of continuous interaction.

So if we have the ability create this reality, wouldn't it be logical to make it positive? I guess this is what every person sets out to do when they wake up in the morning with their day ahead of them. I've just realized though, that people often half ass the job. They make their reality positive. Their status, their experiences, their own world that exists in their heads is what some people aim to make better. I wish people could start to see that the way they choose to make these things better will affect the social web we call our world. We share the same space.

So the next time you think about stealing an innocent girl's phone, think about how much you have contributed to the mucky-ness of the world. Do you really want to be a part of that? Just think that when people ask, "Why are people so rude?" or "How can people be so mean?" that you will be the subject of those questions. You have contributed to the cruelty of the world. Does that make you proud?


I miss my blackberry =(

weekend 2

Yesterday, I baked Anna Olson's amazing creation "Brownie Sundae Explosion". It was AMAZING. Really, really rich. The icing is delicious on its own, and the fudge. Don't even get me started on the fudge. Super easy to make too!

Feel free to try it! Here's the recipe for her Strawberry Shortcake :)

I love baking.

weekend 1

On Friday, I baked a cake. Strawberry Shortcake. From scratch. Even the icing. I had so much fun!

Next up was supposed to be White Chocolate Brownies. Judging from my budget situation I might have to hold out on the baking :( :( :( And that B-E-A-UUTIFUL blazer from Aritzia. My heart is broken. I wish I could bake all the time.



SUPER SAD FACE.

INSPIRED

I have a crazy idea.

I am going to bake every weekend. Not just bake out of a box. I'm going to bake bake. From scratch. Not just ordinary things either. I wanna learn how to make fresh fruit tarts and mousse cake and blueberry filled cakes.

Crazy might have been an understatement.

Maybe it's because of the fact that I have weekends off now, or the fact that I'm an old lady in a 19 year old's body, or just because it's quarter to 5 in the am and I just can't think straight. Whatever it is, I'm inspired to do it. However, knowing myself, I will probably quit after trying it the first time. I just want to explore, like I've said numerous times before.

I know this may sound like a Julie and Julia blog, and maybe it is? I never really understood how cooking could help a person. I think I'm understanding it now. I guess it's the intimacy of it all. A hobby for yourself, something to challenge yourself with and actually see the final product and (hopefully) the joy it will bring to others too.

I don't know, we'll see how this goes.

First step: buy baking supplies. I think I'll do that tomorrow :)


Oh! and btw, any suggestions for things I could bake? Feel free to let me know!