holidays and celebrations

'tis the season


for the little chubby christmas tree in my window
for marzipan hot chocolate
for the annual dumplings of the world festival
for snuggly socks and gingerbread transgenders
for the elvis christmas album,
and sufjan's,
and, ok, the o.c. one...
for latkes!
for watching elf and the santa claus
oh, for joy!
-yeh!!!!!



peanut butter sugar cookies!

{with halloween-y jimmies!}

failure

earned a new definition with my attempted dumpling costume. what i was going for was essentially an upside down bed sheet ghost, where my legs would go through the eye holes and everything would meet up at the top and be tied neatly around my neck. more of a shumai than a guotie, if you catch my drift. instead i got a big fat spit ball... and a frowny face.

so i made peanut butter cookies. they're really tasty and easy. here are the clues:

with a mixer, combine 4 tbs softened butter 4 tbs peanut butter 1 c sugar

add 1 large egg + 1 tspn vanilla

in another bowl, combine 2 c flour 1/2 tspn baking powder a pinch of salt

{if you're using unsalted peanut butter, up the salt}

combine the dry ingredients with the wet ingredients. if the dough is too crumbly, add a bit more peanut butter.

divide into two rolls, 1.5 inches in diameter, roll in jimmies!

wrap in cling wrap and freeze while you watch one episode of revenge, or for like 45 minutes.

slice into 3/4 inch discs, and bake at 325, preferably on a pizza stone, for ten-ish minutes.

eat them all immediately!!!!

-yeh!!!!

happy birthday, mum!


dear mum:
even though my recent influx of grey hairs is all thanks to you,
i still love you...
because yesterday you suggested that i should be rosemary for halloween,
and then said that i shouldn't because it might look too much like marijuana...
and also because when i tell you that we are going to pick out each other's toe nail colors and i choose neon orange, you are nice and choose a pretty pink.
oh. what jingles on my desk?
a telephone text: hey! it's my birfday! you say. hehe.
it appears i got my impatience from you, too!
i suppose, though, i am quite alright with turning into you...
because you are silly and happy and love what you do,
and because you make the baddest boozey brownies on the planet.
happy birthday, mama!!!!! 
i love you!!!
love,
mollsy