It’s 10:16 and I’m still in bed. I’m still in bed because my body has me convinced it’s actually 7:16, which it is–in LA, at least.
After 10+ hours of travel yesterday, I’m finally back in Tennessee to clean out my room and graduate (theoretically) before heading out to LA for good (also theoretically). Things have been crazy and my internet access has been sporadic at best, so I apologize that I’ve let the blog fall by the wayside this past week.
I had the good fortune to spend my last few days in LA hanging out with friends, celebrating finished films & projects, and slowly transforming this…
… into this:
Barren and soulless!
I’m so tired of constantly moving, but hopefully this will be the last time for a while. Bishop and Dunham know how I feel:
They were not happy to be relocated and once again forced to share a tiny container, but now their tank is set up again and Andy’s aunt & uncle are turtle-sitting while we’re back east.
In other news…
Guess what, guys! I’m versatile!
Thanks so much to the beautiful Danniel over at Love, Danniel for nominating me for this award! It’s such a thrill to get a little recognition and acceptance from the WP community, especially since this blog hasn’t been active for all that long.
I’ll do my best to comply with the rules (which I definitely spelled “rools” the first try… damn you, jet lag!):
- Add the award to your blog. (done!)
- Thank the blogger who gave it to you. (also done!)
- Mention 7 random things about yourself. (not sure why this is a rule, but I’ll play along)
- List the rules. (almost done!)
- Award to 15 or more bloggers. (which I know already I’m not going to do…)
7 Random Things
- I love cats, but I’m allergic to them.
- I have several types of synesthesia.
- I used to figure skate.
- I am physically incapable of an alveolar trill.
- My Myers-Briggs type is INTP.
- I’m from the South, but I don’t have an accent.
- I used to hate coconut. Now I can’t get enough!
15 Nominees (and by 15 I of course mean 3… sorry, guys, but I just don’t follow many people yet!)
- Julie Black
- Spanish Freckles
- Embrace Release
Posted by molly alice on April 29, 2012
Today was an off-day for food preparation and consumption.
I made some carrot juice. Never having made carrot juice before, I adhered very stringently to the recipe I found. The recipe called for lemon juice, which I included, momentarily forgetting that I hate lemon juice in any incarnation other than lemon bars, lemon glazed sugar cookies, or lemonade.
I did not like the juice. I tried to save it by putting it in a smoothie. I did not like the smoothie. Defeated, I ate a muffin. It promptly turned to sand in my mouth.
I gave up on food at around 4pm. I guess that’s what anxiety does to you.
Anxiety and I have been bosom companions for the past three years. Being a full-time student was stressful enough, but now I’m a full-time student teetering on the cusp of post-grad-dom. And while I thought this last semester would be a sprint to the finish, instead it’s proven to be a long, grueling death match. There are so many things standing between me and this next chapter of my life–finishing up school projects, finding an apartment, tying up loose ends here and at home, graduating, moving. I’m overwhelmed. Everyone keeps exhorting me to “finish strong,” but at this point I’m ready to collapse across the finish line.
Still, so many things will change for the better after graduation–in my life in general, but also on this here bloggity-blog. Come May, I’m looking to do a bit of an overhaul. I have a lot of ideas about where to take it, and I’m eager to implement them. I’m eager to move forward. It’s been a long time since I’ve been eager to do, well, anything, so I’m not taking this feeling for granted.
Patience has never been my forte. But May will come when it comes, and it’s not like I don’t have anything to fill the time between now and then.
Posted by molly alice on April 19, 2012
One summer when I was probably around 4 or 5, my brother and I were playing in the backyard when he got the brilliant idea to grab a bucket and mash together a bunch of berries, grass clippings, dead bugs, and daddy longlegs into a strange sort of foul-smelling soup. Being the little sister, I of course followed along gleefully. We began referring to our concoction as our “secret weapon” (though as to why it was secret and how it was to be used as a weapon, I am still unclear). At any rate, that bucket of slop sat hidden under a tree in our backyard I don’t know how long until, defeated, we finally dumped it out a few months later.
Yes, it’s one of my most treasured childhood memories.
All that to say, when I describe this recipe as being my “secret weapon,” my intent is not to evoke images of mauled daddy longlegs languishing in a bucket of pokeberry mush and magnolia pods, though perhaps I’m the only one who would ever make such an association.
*ahem* When I describe this recipe as being my “secret weapon,” what I mean to say is, it’s my secret weapon of health!
Say hello to my go-to breakfast/lunch/afternoon snack/post-workout/detox green smoothie!
For realsies, I make this smoothie almost every day. It’s like a smack in the face with healthiness, and a great way to detox after I’ve mown through an entire package of golden Oreos in a hormonal frenzy.
If you’re new to the world of green smoothies, this is a pretty safe place to start. It doesn’t taste like grass clippings (or daddy longlegs), I promise! (more…)
Posted by molly alice on April 17, 2012
It’s amazing how a newfound dietary restriction makes you long for now-forbidden foods you were never particularly fond of to begin with. Like Nutella.
Don’t get me wrong, I don’t dislike Nutella. I’ve been known to put away a spoonful or two. But I don’t miss it when it’s not in the house, and I’ve never found myself craving it. Before today, that is.
We were at the Farmer’s Market. Andy got a crepe from the French Crepe Company. Crepes make me think of Nutella. One thing led to another, and the next thing I knew I was at WholeFoods buying a pound of hazelnuts. An hour later I was making this:
White chocolate Nutella! And I’m here to share the love with all of you! …sort of! (more…)
Posted by molly alice on April 15, 2012
The Silence is my least favorite of the trilogy by far. This doesn’t speak to its quality; it’s simply a heavy film that, while captivating and (I suppose in some capacity) edifying, can hardly be called entertaining. Watching it is an uncomfortable, albeit oddly engaging, experience, one that I’ve tried very hard to capture in this cake.
My goal for this cake was to make it as bizarre as it could possibly be while still remaining palatable. I wanted the flavor to be somewhat jarring, perhaps even unappealing at first, but ultimately unique and nuanced enough that the courageous taste-tester would end up wanting to come back for more. The flavor is a bit hard to describe without sounding like a hipster–it has exotic notes of citrus, spice, and smoky carob. I aimed to incorporate flavors that would be altogether unfamiliar to the casual cakegoer (also a clever-tie in to the film’s motif of isolation and alienation in a foreign environment).
The ingredient that I think really makes this cake is the cayenne pepper. Even if you’re not a fan of heat, just give it a try. It really ties all the flavors together, and I love the way it lingers even after you’ve finished your bite–like The Silence lingers in your brain long after you’ve finished watching it. See what I did there? (more…)
Posted by molly alice on April 14, 2012