Friday, September 30, 2011
A Witchy Fitness Challenge
Some wonderful happenings have taken place in the pagan community lately, a challenge that asks us to step off of our brooms and into our running shoes. An event made to combat the all to common couch potato life style. A witchy fitness challenge! A whole ninety-nine people have already joined and I can't help but want to share the news! So I've started up my blog press (aka my fingers) in hopes that more people, witches and nonwitches alike, will step into their running shoes this holiday season. I don't know how to link an image so you'll just have to bare with my old fashioned ways. Get Off Your Broom! Annnnd the flyer. :) I can't wait!
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Without Supervision
So today my parents left for L.A., my dad has a work thingy going on down there and they figured "Hey! Why not go to disney land too?" Of course, being the over-studious child that I am, I decided to stay home. I've always wanted to go to disney land during the halloween season but I suppose that will just have to wait for another day. Plus, I have work, I'm even garden sitting this week! Yay! In fact, I was left a note that encouraged me to take all the tomatoes I want! Yum yum yum, I even had one for breakfast while I watered their garden today. I'm also going to Jackie's birthday this weekend. Not quite sure what to get her for a present but I'm sure all kids like money, right? I'll be home alone till Sunday and I'm glad to know that I'll have the run of the kitchen till then. Be prepared for many new recipes!
On another note, I have quite the story of "coincidence" for you all. :) Chemistry professors at Delta are rarely ever good and always leave me lost. My Chemistry 1 A professor, for example, is the laziest teacher I've ever had. She arrives late everyday and does her prep work for our class during our class. What annoys me most though is that she doesn't put a real effort into teaching us when she does get around to trying to teach us. I finally became frustrated enough last week to try going to the tutor center for science and math. I really planned to only go on a Monday, Wednesday, or Friday, because not only are those my shortest school days but I also walk right past it on those days. I have no idea why I decided to go today. I suppose the universe just decided to take over when I put myself on autopilot while walking to my car. By the time I realized what I was doing I had already opened the door and walked right in. Well I couldn't just turn back at that point especially since one of the tutors, who looked extremely familiar, had watched me as I walked through the door.
I went ahead and signed in before quickly departing on a search for a chemistry tutor who could help me. I must of searched the whole room before resorting to the help desk. The woman was kind enough to refer me to "Jason, behind the white board." who was, of course, the one who had watched as I mindlessly walked into the tutoring center.
As I walked around the white board, though, and took a seat at his empty table with him I realized where I recognized him from. A year ago, almost exactly, I was people watching with my friend Allie on the front steps of Delta's library. I just love watching how people react to me staring at them. That day, he just happened to be one of my victims and as I watched him walk past he looked right at me, threw me a I-know-I'm-sexy smile, and one of those weird eyebrow wiggles. Do you know what eyebrow wiggle I'm talking about? The one where they go up and down suggestively. x_x Yeah, those ones. I swear, I was laughing for a week because of that. Apparently it wasn't all that funny when we had to sit across the table from each other while he taught me how to balance a redox equation because there was no I'm-sexy smile, and no predatory look in his eyes that all Stockton guys do. The only thing that came from him was his nerves which I was all too influenced by. I have a hard enough time dealing with strangers and admiting that I need help, I didn't need his nerves clenching my stomach tighter than it already was. :/ I hate catching other people's nervousness. Unexplainable butterflies while you stand in the grocery store line, a racing heart beat when someone tells you about a test they have that week, and to think that for some reason people want to be empathic. x_x
I'm not saying being empathic is a bad thing, or to strive for empathy is a bad thing, I'm just saying people don't realize that sometimes there's a downside. Think of the consequences before you choose to forgo your state of normalcy! I'm 20 and still trying to figure out how to deal with other people's emotions without being socially awkward and calling them out on it. I'm thinking of getting an onyx ring from Dragon Fairy (https://www.facebook.com/pages/Dragonfairy/228759227140794?sk=wall) and charging it to keep me separate from the emotions of others, who knows, I may get a sense of what it's like to not feel like I'm laying on sharp gravel when someone's angry. :) That'd be awesome!
Anyways, off to chem homework and Luna! Love and light for all! Look forward to a pumpkin pie post!
On another note, I have quite the story of "coincidence" for you all. :) Chemistry professors at Delta are rarely ever good and always leave me lost. My Chemistry 1 A professor, for example, is the laziest teacher I've ever had. She arrives late everyday and does her prep work for our class during our class. What annoys me most though is that she doesn't put a real effort into teaching us when she does get around to trying to teach us. I finally became frustrated enough last week to try going to the tutor center for science and math. I really planned to only go on a Monday, Wednesday, or Friday, because not only are those my shortest school days but I also walk right past it on those days. I have no idea why I decided to go today. I suppose the universe just decided to take over when I put myself on autopilot while walking to my car. By the time I realized what I was doing I had already opened the door and walked right in. Well I couldn't just turn back at that point especially since one of the tutors, who looked extremely familiar, had watched me as I walked through the door.
I went ahead and signed in before quickly departing on a search for a chemistry tutor who could help me. I must of searched the whole room before resorting to the help desk. The woman was kind enough to refer me to "Jason, behind the white board." who was, of course, the one who had watched as I mindlessly walked into the tutoring center.
As I walked around the white board, though, and took a seat at his empty table with him I realized where I recognized him from. A year ago, almost exactly, I was people watching with my friend Allie on the front steps of Delta's library. I just love watching how people react to me staring at them. That day, he just happened to be one of my victims and as I watched him walk past he looked right at me, threw me a I-know-I'm-sexy smile, and one of those weird eyebrow wiggles. Do you know what eyebrow wiggle I'm talking about? The one where they go up and down suggestively. x_x Yeah, those ones. I swear, I was laughing for a week because of that. Apparently it wasn't all that funny when we had to sit across the table from each other while he taught me how to balance a redox equation because there was no I'm-sexy smile, and no predatory look in his eyes that all Stockton guys do. The only thing that came from him was his nerves which I was all too influenced by. I have a hard enough time dealing with strangers and admiting that I need help, I didn't need his nerves clenching my stomach tighter than it already was. :/ I hate catching other people's nervousness. Unexplainable butterflies while you stand in the grocery store line, a racing heart beat when someone tells you about a test they have that week, and to think that for some reason people want to be empathic. x_x
I'm not saying being empathic is a bad thing, or to strive for empathy is a bad thing, I'm just saying people don't realize that sometimes there's a downside. Think of the consequences before you choose to forgo your state of normalcy! I'm 20 and still trying to figure out how to deal with other people's emotions without being socially awkward and calling them out on it. I'm thinking of getting an onyx ring from Dragon Fairy (https://www.facebook.com/pages/Dragonfairy/228759227140794?sk=wall) and charging it to keep me separate from the emotions of others, who knows, I may get a sense of what it's like to not feel like I'm laying on sharp gravel when someone's angry. :) That'd be awesome!
Anyways, off to chem homework and Luna! Love and light for all! Look forward to a pumpkin pie post!
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Cleansing
There are many methods of cleansing and I suggest you do a lot of research and small scale experimentation before you give up and choose to not cleanse at all. A general trend in cleansing is to ground yourself, which I find really important. I use a tree grounding technique where I imagine myself with roots pulling energy up from the earth as well as leaves that send energy back down. Another trend that I've noticed is the use of four elements, however I prefer to use five. Five?! That's right, not a lot of people think about the fifth element and it has many names that it goes by: akasha, essence, soul, life energy, etc. I prefer to call the fifth element either akasha or essence. :) It's pretty easy to work with essence since it's what makes everything up. For me the point of grounding is to allow myself to work from my essence with my environment instead of getting carried away by the other elements or my environment, which happens a lot in cooking. >_< I'll go ahead and explain how I ground and cleanse as long as you remember that this is something that I came up with through trial and error for myself. Don't feel like you have to do it my way, figure out what's best for you!
To ground I stand in a quiet place with natural lighting in comfortable clothes. I place my feet shoulder width apart, move my arms a few inches away from my body and face my palms forward. The tricky part for me is to slow my breathing and to keep it slow, as well as breathing deeply but not deep enough for me to get all dizzy and pass out! Relax your shoulders and focus on your spine. Imagine it as the core of your trunk, and imagine your trunk being your abdomen and legs. Move your awareness down until you reach your roots, which I assume are at different places for everybody. My roots start somewhere around my knees and when I reach them I push the air in my chest out as I push my energy down through my roots. I imagine the cool earth around my roots, the soil, water and rocks that make it up becoming aware of me. Push your energy only as far as is comfortable for you, I say this because when I push my energy too far I become the opposite of grounded and have trouble keeping my balance. If you could imagine what a plant feels when it's uprooted then you could imagine exactly what it feels like to push your energy to far. Once you've reached your comfort level going down breath in bringing your awareness back up through your roots, trunk, and up through your shoulders into your branches. The energy following your awareness back up trough your body will feel different than the energy you send down which may seem a little sketchy but once you experience it you'll understand that it's not. Then I send the energy taken from my leaves down into the earth.
The energy I draw up from the earth helps me expand my awareness through my branches growing while staying firmly in place through my roots and remembering who I am opposed to the world around me through my trunk. I usually stop when I feel, well for a lack of better words grounded and purified. grounding like this everyday helps remove spiritual baggage.
Some people use meditation to remove emotional baggage, but what I do is write. Mostly I write poetry but I write a lot of journal entries too! Free writing is how I reflect and sometimes when I'm really mad at someone or about something I write a letter to it/them. Then I just sit that letter out where I can see it everyday and let my emotions slowly settle. When I've settled down I draw a red X at the top of the paper and write a new letter apologizing and explaining that I'm sending those emotions away from me to the light. I love free writing. ^^ It's awesome! Other forms of cleansing include bathing, and meditation.
To cleanse and to clean a room are two different things, but I can't have one without the other. Unclean places always feel frustrated and absent minded to me. :/ So, before I even start cleansing I spend time decluttering. When I cleanse I light my sandalwood-rose incense because that's just a scent that I can really relate to. For me, incense is both fire and air, but from a lot of what I've read incense is usually considered strictly air, but whatever, magick is about doing what feels right to you. :) After that I take my salt water and spray salt water everywhere! I think that's my most favorite part, haha. Oh, I also try to have only two opening's in the room. For instance if I was cleansing my room I'd have a door and a window or two windows open because then you can start at one end of the room, and kind of shuffle uneeded stuff through the window. Don't be rude about it though! Remember your manners when handling energy and stuff 'cause it remembers and can come back to bite you in the ass. :P I'll let you guys figure out how to be nice though.
I think that's about it, grounding, emotional, spiritual, and physical cleansing. Sounds about right. Now ya'll come back now you here? Haha, couldn't help myself, my country side needs to romp sometimes. Bye bye now! :)
To ground I stand in a quiet place with natural lighting in comfortable clothes. I place my feet shoulder width apart, move my arms a few inches away from my body and face my palms forward. The tricky part for me is to slow my breathing and to keep it slow, as well as breathing deeply but not deep enough for me to get all dizzy and pass out! Relax your shoulders and focus on your spine. Imagine it as the core of your trunk, and imagine your trunk being your abdomen and legs. Move your awareness down until you reach your roots, which I assume are at different places for everybody. My roots start somewhere around my knees and when I reach them I push the air in my chest out as I push my energy down through my roots. I imagine the cool earth around my roots, the soil, water and rocks that make it up becoming aware of me. Push your energy only as far as is comfortable for you, I say this because when I push my energy too far I become the opposite of grounded and have trouble keeping my balance. If you could imagine what a plant feels when it's uprooted then you could imagine exactly what it feels like to push your energy to far. Once you've reached your comfort level going down breath in bringing your awareness back up through your roots, trunk, and up through your shoulders into your branches. The energy following your awareness back up trough your body will feel different than the energy you send down which may seem a little sketchy but once you experience it you'll understand that it's not. Then I send the energy taken from my leaves down into the earth.
The energy I draw up from the earth helps me expand my awareness through my branches growing while staying firmly in place through my roots and remembering who I am opposed to the world around me through my trunk. I usually stop when I feel, well for a lack of better words grounded and purified. grounding like this everyday helps remove spiritual baggage.
Some people use meditation to remove emotional baggage, but what I do is write. Mostly I write poetry but I write a lot of journal entries too! Free writing is how I reflect and sometimes when I'm really mad at someone or about something I write a letter to it/them. Then I just sit that letter out where I can see it everyday and let my emotions slowly settle. When I've settled down I draw a red X at the top of the paper and write a new letter apologizing and explaining that I'm sending those emotions away from me to the light. I love free writing. ^^ It's awesome! Other forms of cleansing include bathing, and meditation.
To cleanse and to clean a room are two different things, but I can't have one without the other. Unclean places always feel frustrated and absent minded to me. :/ So, before I even start cleansing I spend time decluttering. When I cleanse I light my sandalwood-rose incense because that's just a scent that I can really relate to. For me, incense is both fire and air, but from a lot of what I've read incense is usually considered strictly air, but whatever, magick is about doing what feels right to you. :) After that I take my salt water and spray salt water everywhere! I think that's my most favorite part, haha. Oh, I also try to have only two opening's in the room. For instance if I was cleansing my room I'd have a door and a window or two windows open because then you can start at one end of the room, and kind of shuffle uneeded stuff through the window. Don't be rude about it though! Remember your manners when handling energy and stuff 'cause it remembers and can come back to bite you in the ass. :P I'll let you guys figure out how to be nice though.
I think that's about it, grounding, emotional, spiritual, and physical cleansing. Sounds about right. Now ya'll come back now you here? Haha, couldn't help myself, my country side needs to romp sometimes. Bye bye now! :)
Monday, September 26, 2011
Why, why, why I'm a kitchen witch.
If I were able to go about life following only the paths that were most clear and least dramatic, that's probably where I would be right now, because all I'd ever wanted was to be accepted. Even as a little girl I was controversial without meaning to be. Shadow things, empathy, and clairvoyance were so common to me that I had trouble understanding why other people laughed and avoided me. My parents always tried to keep me on a path where they considered me to be safe. I remember often being told what not to say, where to not go, what to not read, who to avoid, and what to not do. I wanted to make my parents happy and proud of me and I wanted to be accepted by the general populace, but by doing so I was hiding who I was deep inside myself.
You may be wondering what changed, and to be truthful so am I. I can't really remember what it was exactly, and I'm pretty sure there was no specific moment that caused me to stop being faithful to everyone but myself, but I do remember coming to a point where I just started feeling tired. I can only compare it to walking up a hill, and maybe my whole life the hill hadn't bothered me but I was fooling myself to think that I wouldn't become exhausted. So, I gave up. I turned around and found my own way even though a lot of people aren't alright with that and I'm made fun of both to my face and behind my back frequently for my believes. For anyone who reads this, please understand that it's not okay to make fun of people like me for our believes, you have no idea how much it hurts especially since a lot of it is involuntary. I don't make fun of someone's skin colour just because it's darker than mine, and I don't mock them for the fact that they don't get burnt in the summer just because I've never experienced that. What ever happened to the grade school lesson about not making fun of something or someone you don't understand?
Anyways, by high school I was fully aware of my "non-mainstream" qualities. It was exactly these "non-mainstream" qualities that lead me to paganism and it was through paganism that I learned what it meant to be a "witch". There are a lot of different names for being a "witch", I prefer energy sensitive, and occasionally for funzzies I call myself a "witch". For me, energy sensitive means sensitive not only to obvious environmental factors like light, sound, and scents that give off energy but also energy given off by people and objects, for example anger, love, fear, health, femininity, joy and distrust. I haven't met many people like myself but there's one thing that I find to always be true: "A witch knows a witch when they see one".
I didn't realize till later that my unexplainable talent at cooking was only explainable through energy sensitivity. For instance, I've never set a timer while baking because I've always simply known when it was done.
I use to feel regret when anything magickal happened in my life, because I didn't want my parents to look down on me or feel the need to ignore any aspect of my life. I still want my parents, as well as the general populace although I care much less about them, to accept me for who I am, energy sensitivity and all, but I doubt that will happen. I suppose I've come to that point in life that every "witch" raised by nonsensitive parents has to come to and that is accepting who I am with the knowledge that I will always be scorned, mocked, and ignored for being just who I was born to be. I'm choosing to be who I am despite the people who are willing to do this, even if those people are my friends and family.
You may be wondering what changed, and to be truthful so am I. I can't really remember what it was exactly, and I'm pretty sure there was no specific moment that caused me to stop being faithful to everyone but myself, but I do remember coming to a point where I just started feeling tired. I can only compare it to walking up a hill, and maybe my whole life the hill hadn't bothered me but I was fooling myself to think that I wouldn't become exhausted. So, I gave up. I turned around and found my own way even though a lot of people aren't alright with that and I'm made fun of both to my face and behind my back frequently for my believes. For anyone who reads this, please understand that it's not okay to make fun of people like me for our believes, you have no idea how much it hurts especially since a lot of it is involuntary. I don't make fun of someone's skin colour just because it's darker than mine, and I don't mock them for the fact that they don't get burnt in the summer just because I've never experienced that. What ever happened to the grade school lesson about not making fun of something or someone you don't understand?
Anyways, by high school I was fully aware of my "non-mainstream" qualities. It was exactly these "non-mainstream" qualities that lead me to paganism and it was through paganism that I learned what it meant to be a "witch". There are a lot of different names for being a "witch", I prefer energy sensitive, and occasionally for funzzies I call myself a "witch". For me, energy sensitive means sensitive not only to obvious environmental factors like light, sound, and scents that give off energy but also energy given off by people and objects, for example anger, love, fear, health, femininity, joy and distrust. I haven't met many people like myself but there's one thing that I find to always be true: "A witch knows a witch when they see one".
I didn't realize till later that my unexplainable talent at cooking was only explainable through energy sensitivity. For instance, I've never set a timer while baking because I've always simply known when it was done.
I use to feel regret when anything magickal happened in my life, because I didn't want my parents to look down on me or feel the need to ignore any aspect of my life. I still want my parents, as well as the general populace although I care much less about them, to accept me for who I am, energy sensitivity and all, but I doubt that will happen. I suppose I've come to that point in life that every "witch" raised by nonsensitive parents has to come to and that is accepting who I am with the knowledge that I will always be scorned, mocked, and ignored for being just who I was born to be. I'm choosing to be who I am despite the people who are willing to do this, even if those people are my friends and family.
Basic Bechamel (sp) and cheese sauce
So, despite being lactose and tolerant, I use this stuff all of the time. <3 You can make plain bechamel for pasta, macaroni and cheese, to bring left over alfredo pasta back to life, fondue, or whatever else you can think of that's creamy, cheesy and delicious. In fact, I'm making some right now for nachos!
Ingredients:
2 Tbsp Butter
1/2 Tbsp Flour
1/2 Cup Milk
A pinch or so of nutmeg (optional)
Get yourself a small pot or pan please. Turn your heat on high-medium or low-high and melt the 2 Tbsp of butter. Once the butter's all melted turn the heat down to low-medium, or high-low and slowly add your flour and nutmeg, whisking or stirring with a spoon continuously. Once your flour and butter are completely combined add the milk and stir as you were doing before. I'm not adding nutmeg but you can if you want. Usually nutmeg is used in traditional bechamel, like when you're making pasta but since I'm making nacho's I don't really want it. Instead of nutmeg I used some pepper and rosemary. Also, if you want to make cheese sauce gradually add the cheese, ripping in pieces if sliced or by heaping pinch if shredded. Continue till it's stringy and delicious! Stringy will come after the delicious. ;) Enjoy!
Magickal Reference:
Bechamel: Happiness, female, calming your emotions, relaxation, responsibilities, healing, friendship
Butter: Smoothing relationships, acceptance, receiving, female
Flour: Male, exposing secrets and hidden agendas, creative forces, consistency
Milk: Female, health, caring, fertility
Nutmeg: Female, clairvoyance, health, fertility
Cheese: Different cheeses have different aspects so I'll just list some universal one, usually male, health, joy
Pepper: Male, protection banishing, purification
Rosemary: Female, memory, cleansing, healing
Sunday, September 25, 2011
From the Rooster's Mouth: Pico de Gallo
Just so you know I don't actually use measurements unless I'm baking. If this isn't a pastry item please take that into consideration and don't hate me for ruining your dinner party.
I. Love. Pico de Gallo. I eat about 1 liter of Pico de Gallo per week. It's safe to say I have an addiction to this lemony, spicy, tomato relish. I figure I was destined to love this stuff since I've always hated salsa, but to fit the South American stereotype it was necessary that I like some kind of spicy tomato thing! It was such a predicament. I would've been the shame of my family if it weren't for Chipotle. Thank Goddess for the McDonald's industry, right? I went to Chipotle almost weekly just to get my Pico de Gallo fix, because the last thing I want to deal with is withdraw symptoms. It's comparable to the horrors of a meth addict going cold turkey. I could've died!
Ok, in all seriousness, I just love Pico de Gallo. Yeah, I do eat 1 liter of it a week but don't worry, I don't suffer withdraw symptoms if I chose to abstain for a day. On another serious note, don't do drugs! I hear they're bad for you, but I wouldn't really know since I don't want to experiment with them to find out. Just a friendly suggestion from your friendly internet kitchen witch.
I'm wondering how I'm gonna present my recipe on here... oh whatever, I'll just wing it.
Pico de Gallo (Pee-Ko Day Gai-Yo) aka Yummzers (Yummzers):
Makes about 1 liter
2 Lemons, maybe more
3/4 Medium Yellow Onion
2 1/2 Cup Fresh Chopped Cilantro, maybe more
6 Almost Ripe or Ripe Small- Medium Tomatoes
1 Seeded Red Bell Pepper
1/3 of a Small Seeded Jalapeno Pepper, depends on how spicy you like things, if you don't like spicy things at all add 1/4 of a Small Seeded Jalapeno Pepper because it really does change the flavor to have none at all.
Salt Not Too Much, Not Too Little
Directions: Pico de Gallo gets spicier the longer that it sits, so keep that in mind as you're deciding how much you want to make as well as how much jalapeno to add. If you want your Pico de Gallo to be spicy from the very moment it's made juice your lemons first then carefully cut off the the amount of jalapeno desired and remove the seeds. I cut my jalapeno into tiny pieces so that it doesn't get concentrated in any one place, but if you like to get unexpectedly slapped in the face by jalapeno flesh, be my guest and cut it exactly the way you like it. :) Don't lick your finger or rub your eyes after you make this stuff! Bad ,bad idea.Even if you wash your hands don't consider yourself safe. O_O If you don't want your Pico de Gallo spicy right away add the lemon juice after this next step without the jalapenoes then wait till the end to add the jalapenoes.
Next you'll want to move on to the tomatoes, bell peppers, onion and cilantro. Chop up all these ingredients and add them to a large bowl, or if you're as lazy as me add it to a tupper wear container that can hold as much as you plan to make.
Sooo, did you cut your onion up yet? What about the cilantro? Yes? Oh, you're getting to it. Just make sure to peel the onion before you cut it up. x_x When you're done with that add it to your tomatoes and bell peppers and combine please! It's pretty huh? :) Just be sure to not bruise those tomatoes! I may not be a grammar nazi but I sure am a texture nazi.
Pour your lemon juice over the rest of your ingredients and mix. If you have jalapeno in your lemon juice use a silicon mixing paddle to stir your ingredients, if not go ahead and use your hand or a spoon if you want but once you add those jalapenoes you want something that's not gonna soak up the capsaicin, as well as something that isn't gonna burn like hell afterwards (I'm talking about you're hands :P).
Wala! You have now made Pico de Gallo, and you can now expect me over within the hour, tortilla chips in hand. ^^
Magickal Significance:
Lemons: feminine, sun, summer, happiness, clarity, reflection, water, purification
Yellow Onions: earth, insecurities, love, patience, protection, understanding, clarity, the universe, the moon, masculine
Cilantro: masculine, awareness, passion, keeping secrets
Tomatoes: love, feminine, home, intention, prosperity
Bell Peppers:
Jalapenoes: lust, reaction, forethought, masculine, fire, without remorse
Pico de Gallo: Clarity, awareness, cleansing, water, fire, interactivity
I give.
I love Kricket, and the fact that those three words are the first things I say on my new fangled blog should explain why I'm on here in the first place. I never thought having a blog could benefit me or anyone else and, generally, I thought it was a huge waste of my time. However, Kricket, my dear, my darling, my very best friend, started one of her own. Now don't go making assumptions of my character before I explain myself because I've never been the type to jump on the band-wagon and assumptions are just gonna go ahead and make us both confused in the long run. At the end of her very first blog post she "hinted" at the idea that I should make my own, giving those oh so indirect compliments that she's oh so good at. In sum, my very best friend in the whole wide world asked me to make a blog about my kitchen witchin', and, being the very huge push over that I am, gave in whole heartedly. Once I figure out how to work this thing I'll go ahead and post a link about her in another blog post, or maybe I'll do so when I haven't just woken up after a road trip to yosemite where I drove six hours through the dark, who knows.
Anyways! Now on to what you'll find here on my blog. I love to "witch it" in the kitchen, I bake and cook all the time, but mostly I bake. Baking is what I really do best, although I do fumble and mess things up sometimes, so don't think this blog won't have it's hilarious moments where I talk about just how much I screwed something up or the huge mess I made. You're fully welcome to take the recipes that I come up with, you can change them, comment on, suggest a change, ask questions about them, or ignore them. What you choose to do is completely your prerogative. I'm, by no means, telling anyone how to cook 'cause I know there are people out there who are much better than me, or live their life, this is simply how I do things and as long as you can show respect to me and to others I'll make sure you feel welcome here. My blog will also have my thoughts about the weather in my neck of the woods, the changing of the seasons, maybe a few of my poems awesome websites that don't necessarily have anything to do with food, magickal reference guides as well as my input on those guides. Sometimes I might talk about movies, incense, books, coffee shops, or class. Other days you might find me ranting about just how much cook books can lie to a gal (meaning me), as well as other things that could lie to person (meaning any one of you). I guess what I'm saying is I'll try my best to focus on food but no guarantee, this is my blog after all. ;)
Y'know, for a first blog post I think I did pretty well, despite the obvious disorganization which you will probably never find on Kricket's posts. Speaking of, I've finally mustered up the energy to copy her link into my post http://broomclosetxmojo.blogspot.com/. I hope you all enjoy yourselves on our blogs, if anybody at all ever reads them. :)
P.S. I'm addicted to smiley faces. I can't write a thing without feeling like it must have a smiley face. :P
Anyways! Now on to what you'll find here on my blog. I love to "witch it" in the kitchen, I bake and cook all the time, but mostly I bake. Baking is what I really do best, although I do fumble and mess things up sometimes, so don't think this blog won't have it's hilarious moments where I talk about just how much I screwed something up or the huge mess I made. You're fully welcome to take the recipes that I come up with, you can change them, comment on, suggest a change, ask questions about them, or ignore them. What you choose to do is completely your prerogative. I'm, by no means, telling anyone how to cook 'cause I know there are people out there who are much better than me, or live their life, this is simply how I do things and as long as you can show respect to me and to others I'll make sure you feel welcome here. My blog will also have my thoughts about the weather in my neck of the woods, the changing of the seasons, maybe a few of my poems awesome websites that don't necessarily have anything to do with food, magickal reference guides as well as my input on those guides. Sometimes I might talk about movies, incense, books, coffee shops, or class. Other days you might find me ranting about just how much cook books can lie to a gal (meaning me), as well as other things that could lie to person (meaning any one of you). I guess what I'm saying is I'll try my best to focus on food but no guarantee, this is my blog after all. ;)
Y'know, for a first blog post I think I did pretty well, despite the obvious disorganization which you will probably never find on Kricket's posts. Speaking of, I've finally mustered up the energy to copy her link into my post http://broomclosetxmojo.blogspot.com/. I hope you all enjoy yourselves on our blogs, if anybody at all ever reads them. :)
P.S. I'm addicted to smiley faces. I can't write a thing without feeling like it must have a smiley face. :P
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