just call me seven


Frosting And Other Yummy Stuff.
9 February 2008, 10:30 pm
Filed under: Eating Of Food Is My Specialty, I'm a Crafty One

My parents own a cookie business. We usually just sell chocolate chip, oatmeal raisin and peanut butter cookies, but on holidays some of our accounts order cutout cookies. So my sister and I were helping my mom make them, and there were some that weren’t quite perfect enough to sell, but still delicious. So we have 7-1/2 dozen cutout hearts that we can’t sell. So I’m going to take a bunch to church tomorrow, and my parents will probably give their church some as well… but in the meantime, I had a hankering to decorate a cookie. We had some fondant frosting that can’t be used, because it takes a long time to dry, so I brought that home and used some of that. My sister made this killer chocolate cake, and she also made some buttercream frosting to go on top of it. Have you ever had buttercream frosting? It is amazing. It’s made out of 1) butter, and 2) powdered sugar (with a little bit of milk to make it all stick. Holy heck. It’s killer. So I piled some buttercream on my cookie, and then went to town with the fondant. Behold:
I love me some fondant.

Yes, I said rad. I’m bringin’ the 90s back. Deal. Anyhoo… Delicious, and pretty, no? Have another look:

I am getting all angle-y in your grill.

I am grateful to my cookie for giving me this opportunity to use my new tripod. It was a steal at $1, people! I love the Dollar Tree.
It was only a dollar!

To show you how small this disgustingly cute tripod is:

I just want to eat it.

The moral of this story is: Eat buttercream until you throw up. Also, shop at the dollar store.
Fin.

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Buy a beanie; feed my goodwill habit.

New stuff up on my etsy shop and on sevenbacon. I make hats and scarves and stuff… “Oh, she knits?” “Crochets.” (2 million points if you know the movie that’s from). Uh, yeah. Anyways… I make stuff out of yarn, and I usually just give them to people, but I decided to make my genius available to the general public from now on (hold your applause until the end of the post, please. It’s disruptive to the other readers).Oh, my. I’m weird tonight.

So you want to hear the weirdest thing I’ve ever bought at Goodwill? I know you do, so I’ll tell you: a giant bag of fun size (what’s with that name, anyway? Wouldn’t fun size be, like, as big as your head, or like the length of your arm? I’ve always thought that. A half-size candy bar is no kind of fun at all. Continuing on…) AirHeads. You know, the chewy, fruity candy? It’s a mix of flavors, and it’s kind of a strange mix… it’s half “fruit” flavors and half “sour” flavors, except they only have three different kinds in each category. “Fruit” has Watermelon, Blue Raspberry and Cherry (Hello AirHead makers, where is the White Mystery? Huh? Those are the best. And Strawberry), and “Sour” contains Cherry, Blue Raspberry and Apple (Wha? The Apple came out of nowhere. I didn’t even know they made Apple ones). The weird thing is that the sour ones all have the same wrapper… the only way to tell which flavor you have is by searching for a tiny little picture in the lower corner. It’s the weirdest thing. But dude!! They were $1.29! One Freaking Twenty-Nine. That’s so cheap. So yeah. I never thought I would see the day when I would buy food at Goodwill, but man. Who could resist that deal?

I’ve decided that I’ll put a little widget in the sidebar to keep track of peoples’ points. It’s only fair… if you’re going to go through the trouble of wracking your brain for the answer to whatever random quote I vomit out involuntarily, you should get some recognition out of the deal.  (Done, and done.  Behold it there, on the left.)

I’ll leave you now with my (so far) favorite Lolcat:
ICE CREAM MAN!!! MOM GIVE ME A MONEY!!!
Goodnight, y’all.



How To Make An Automatically Updating Blogroll.
16 December 2007, 5:00 pm
Filed under: How To Do Cool Stuff, I Am A Geek, I'm a Crafty One

1. Access your Reader account.
2. Click on “Settings” in the upper right-hand corner.
3. Click on “Subscriptions.”
4. Check the box of a site (doesn’t matter which one).
5. Click on “Add to a Folder” all the way to the right, and create a new folder called “Blogroll.”
6. Check the box of all the sites you want to be on your blogroll
7. Click “More Actions” and add the tag (folder) you just made.
8. Click on “Tags.”
9. Check the box next to the “Blogroll” folder/tag.
10. Click “Change Sharing” and and make your new folder/tag public.
11. Click “Add a Blogroll to My Site” (to the right of the folder’s name).
12. Follow the directions that pop up in the window to grab the code & add to your page.



Knots In My Shoulders, And In My Mind.
15 December 2007, 12:50 am
Filed under: I Dress Like A Hobo, I'm a Crafty One, LaBloShoeMo

Bleh. I have a huge knot in the base-of-my-neck-slash-top-of-my-shoulder. I must’ve just slept wrong on it, because I know I haven’t done anything strenuous lately. If you have any tips on how to get it to GO AWAY ALREADY, please let me know.

I am pretty sure I’ve given up on LaBloShoeMo… I’m pretty sure that there’s no way I could’ve made it through the month anyway. Plus, I am almost positive that I don’t even have 31 pairs of shoes. Maybe I do, but they’re mainly different colors of Old Navy flipflops, and I think that’s sort of boring.

I’ve been making Christmas presents lately… I made my cousin a set of coasters, using old scratched-up CDs, corduroy and felt; I made his wife a purse; and crocheted their two daughters each a beanie. Then I made two more sets of coasters, because they’re really easy… just cut out the fabric, hot glue it around the CD and hot glue felt onto the back. It’s easy, and it’s CHEAP. Which is a must around these parts. I used old corduroy (an old pair of pants, some weird dress thing that I bought at Goodwill for like 99 cents, and the bottoms of a pair of pants that I cut off this summer into shorts) that I’ve had around forever [price: free or maybe 99 cents four years ago], and felt is the cheapest thing you could ever buy at a fabric store [20 cents per sheet, which makes four (FOUR!!) coasters]. Hot glue is a little more expensive… I bought a pack of 100 for $5.99, which is kind of a lot, but I’m sure I could’ve gotten it much cheaper if I drove way the crap out to WalMart, which I didn’t want to do because it means dealing with jammed traffic and holiday-crazed shoppers, and because it means dealing with WalMart (slogan: “Have ADD? Come On By– We’ll Make You Curl Into A Ball and Scream ‘Sensory Overload’ Around The Thumb You’ll Have Started Sucking Again”). So I just paid too much for it at the craft store, and lo! There was much rejoicing, for I did not have to enter WalMart (slogan: “Welcome to Hell”). I’ll try to post some pictures, and maybe a tutorial later on… if I get around to it. I’m not makin’ any promises.

I’m off to bed… I’m singing tomorrow, so I have to be at church early.



In Which I Lament My Purse-Snobbery.

I made a purse today. It’s olive green with a blue polka-dot lining. I like making purses, because I seem to be a little picky about what I expect a purse to be. It can’t be too small, but it can’t be too large either. If it’s a double strap sort of a thing, the straps have to be long enough to sling on my shoulder easily, but not so long that I feel like my purse is dragging on the ground. If it’s a long, sling-across-yourself type strap, it has to be pretty long, because I hate the classical-guitar-up-around-my chin feeling… I like my purse to hang at my hip, not above it. The problem with this is that every long-strapped purse is made for a size 4 tweener with no boobs. Let’s just say that this is in no way an accurate description of my body type, so I end up with a bandolier instead of a purse, and then I feel fat.
So the only viable option I can see is to make my own, unless I find a purse that has rings to which I can attach my one long-enough strap (which means that it has to be green, because that’s the color of my detachable strap). These are rare for some reason, plus a girl can’t always wear a green purse.
Another pet peeve I have is when purses don’t have enough pockets… the black hole that ensues from yet another bag with no pockets whatsoever is not conducive to finding my keys, answering my phone before the unlucky caller is sent to voicemail, or obtaining some lip balm to soothe my thirsty lips. But if there are too many pockets, I’m left searching each one frantically… was it in pocket #8? Or did I stash it in pocket #32? Gah!
I like unique purses… and I’m a sucker for pretty linings. I love the contrast of a staid exterior with a funky, colorful interior… maybe because that’s sort of how I dress. I wear jeans, a tshirt, and a hoodie every single day, minus the hoodie if it’s hot and my A/C isn’t up to the task, but if you could see my underwear (which you won’t– I don’t roll like that), you would discover that I’m not as boring as I look.