It’s been a long while since I’ve updated things here. I’ve had my hands full with a few classes and studying for the CDE along with the usual day-to-day things. But now that I’M OFFICIALLY A CDE!! I feel like I have a wealth of time on my hands. (In actuality I don’t, but it’s nice to feel like I do.)
Since the exam was no longer on my mind, I had 20 miles of highway to let my mind to wander while driving back from Jeff City this morning and one of the things I got to thinking about was what I’d do if I had the perfect birthday. It’s the last of the 20s so I feel the need to embrace it. Here’s my list:
- Take the day off work. I decided to do this last year and it was the best decision I ever made. It’s like making yourself a vacation. Holla.
- Get a massage with “Magic Hands” Mac. Also did this last year and I decided to make both a tradition. Tied for best decision I ever made.
- See Skyfall. I’m a long time 007 fan and I’ve considered it a personalized birthday present from God that every new Bond movie always comes out during my birthday month. I didn’t think I’d be able to find anyone interested in taking off work to see it with me on my bday (especially someone who wants to see it as much as I do). However my sister came to the rescue and she’s coming into town just so we can see it! Woohoo!
- Get flowers. I just love flowers. Don’t need them as a gift or anything, I’d be happy buying them for myself. Just love flowers.
- Eat a chocolate fudge cupcake from Upper Crust Bakery. Those things are the shiz, and I don’t even like cupcakes.
- Have zero conversations about any of the following: if I’m married/when I will get married/how I will meet the person I will marry _____, cloth diapers/the process of cloth diapering or cervical fluid changes and their affects on women’s fertility.
- Be lazy. But maybe go for a run. Then be lazy.
- Open one of my bottles of Red Sky.
- Get some buttered popcorn flavored Jelly Belly’s, cuz sometimes you should “treat cho self”. Then eat these while watching #3. Yes please!
- Not check my blood sugar after #’s 5 or 9.
- Realize 29 is GOING TO BE AWESOME!!!
Editor’s Note for Context: I decided to go to PA school. There. I said it. Can’t go back now. Ok, I’ve said it before that to some other people. Several times actually. But now it’s “out there”. Feels so official.
Considering class doesn’t start until tomorrow I learned a lot today. For example, I learned what the heck gram-negative and gram-positive bacteria is and which general class of antibiotics you would use to treat each. I mean, nowadays you can just google that information but I guess the point is that information is now in my HEAD. haHA! Take that Wikipedia! This also means I’m one more teeny-tiny half-baby-step closer to becoming a PA. I mean, it’s not like I’m going to be prescribing meds any time soon. Although I guess that could be only 4 years away, and 4 years can be a very long period of time or a very short period of time depending on if you are a high school freshman or mother of a kindergartner. I fall under neither of those categories therefore I will consider it a medium length period of time. Longer than it takes me to put together a photo book, but shorter than it took me to graduate from college. (<– Sentences that make me sound pathetic.)
Anyway…bacteria->antibiotics->prescriptions->kindergartners->being pathetic…are you still with me? We’re about to bring this tangent back home.
Microbiology has other fun facts. For example, Microbiology text books love to talk about STDs. They are microbes, so this seems generally appropriate, however I wonder if this is saying something about how Microbiology textbook writers think they can make information relatable to their generally college-aged readers.
In unrelated news I got my external hard drive back in a new (and I have to give Apple credit here) less eye appealing box. I took a photo of it then realized it was too monotonous looking to post. The important thing is that all 4-bajillion (give or take) of my photos made it safely into their new home and photography can begin once again. Huzzah! Here’s one I’m glad I didn’t lose:
I’ve been working on this for the past 3-4 years.
Mentally add 2″ to what you see above.
For this organization:
I wish I could do this.
But I’d probably end up looking like this.
Which would make me do a lot of this.
Maybe I could get away with this?
I don’t know. Help!
I can sum up my entire Switzerland experience in one sentence: “It’s like living in a postcard.”
For serious. I uttered that phrase to myself, to Emily, to Emily’s family, to cows, to purple mountains majesty for 3 straight days. Speaking of Emily’s family, I’d just like to mention that they’re the most warm, welcoming and hospitable group of people I’ve ever gotten the chance to visit. You’d think being in a foreign country, in the house of someone you’ve never met, trying to overcome a massive language barrier would put you a little on the wary side but that was never the case. Sitting at the dinner table listening to the conversation flip between (predominantly) German and English while eating raclette and “Glaurus pastry” was one of the best things I got to do on the trip because I felt a sense of complete immersion and inclusion – the Holy Grail of travelers.
Top 5 things I got to do in Switzerland:
- Hiking up the Alps a day after a springtime snowfall amongst the cows and wooden houses that have been there for centuries.
- Going on an after dinner, after dark stroll through the tiny town of Elm. No flashlight needed since the fresh snow on the mountain tops was glowing in the light of the full moon and you could hear the sound of the rushing river before you came upon it after winding through footpaths that are protected by arching blades of grass and wildflowers. And I’m not even trying to be poetic here. This legit happened!
- Big family dinner in Elm where I got to try things like raclette, glarner pastete, zieker and cognac for the first time. Plus learning that in Switzerland when you “cheers” at a table you stop everything and go around and “cheers” with every. single. person. at that table. Love it!
- Taking a cable car up the bottom portion of the mountain – an activity that used to scare the bejeezus out of me.
- Getting to drive all through the Swiss countryside thanks to Jack, Reini and Yves.
Getting the postcard vibe yet? You can’t make this kind of stuff up.
I found an appealing recipe for Cuban Black Beans and Rice a few weeks ago. It landed in my “pile” and eventually was able to make the jump from my desk to my kitchen counter. It was OK. I got it from one of the diabetes support resources I have – one of many that I get (for free! Woohoo!) – as a diabetes educator. Some are fabulous and others, like this one, make me wonder if a) anyone actually made this recipe before they published it; b) they think that people with diabetes don’t have taste buds; or c) anyone actually made this recipe before they published it. Even with some heavy tweaking on my part it was a bit “meh”. I love beans and rice recipes, though, so I’m planning on doing my own version of it in a few weeks. Gotta finish eating this batch first.
So instead of a recipe I’m posting pictures from a recent tromp around the trails this past weekend. My friend Abby and I went on a walk last week and passed by some gorgeous, green landscapes and I swore I would get back there with my camera before the scene changed. Spring is so fickle I always feel like you have to be a little carpe diem with it. If it’s going to be 70-something degrees tonight, then we’re going to do fire pit tonight. If it’s not supposed to rain this morning, then I’m going for a run this morning. If you see a shot you want to take, well then you better figure out a way in your schedule to get back out there now, because in a few days it’s going to be a whole other animal (or vegetable or mineral)…just like the overnight temps have dropped into the 40s and the clouds are choosing to dump rain on us for the next…ten…days.
So, so fickle.
That’s why I love the fall. Fall doesn’t give up until Winter utterly beats the crap out of it.
I was having trouble deciding if I wanted to post about this simple, yet perfect tomato soup I made the other day or if I wanted to post about fudge…
Fudge…fudge means I’ve either made a recent trip to Branson or…it’s Christmas!!! (Imagine an unnecessary amount of exclamation points here that I made myself delete. I think three gets the point across. It conveys excitement without making the reader wonder if I had a seizure on my keyboard. It’s all about editing.)
So fudge. A first in my kitchen, but my grandpa, my grandpa has been making it for years. I’d start looking forward to it somewhere around early November, right when Thanksgiving popped up on the horizon. I became attached to the fudge. Too attached. I started to have a fear that my seemingly never-ending fudge fortune might disappear. What if there was NO fudge this year! Travesty! I mean yeah, there’s family and happiness and love…but what about the FUDGE!
*sigh* I’m getting carried away again.
Let’s get to the point. My grandpa makes fudge every year for Christmas and this year I was hoping to get in on the production side of things. He actually has two recipes in his files. One for a solidly good fudge and the other for a great fudge. Neither of us knew which was which. So we made a deal. He would make one and I would make the other and we’d reconvene at Christmas and finally figure out which recipe was the good recipe.
This was my version. It’s good fudge, but I think my grandpa might of had the better recipe. Only time will tell. Stay tuned!
- 12 oz evaporated milk
- 4 cups sugar
- 4 oz butter
- 7 oz marshmallow creme/fluff
- 12 oz semi-sweet chocolate chips
- Start melting butter in large saucepan over medium-high heat.
- Once butter is about halfway melted, mix in sugar and milk and stir constantly until mixture comes to rolling boil, slowly increasing the heat if needed.
- Mixture will foam and double in size in this process, hence the large pot. Use a long handled spoon to stir the syrup unless you enjoy the thrill of candied blisters on your fingers.
- Continue letting the mixture cook at rolling boil for 5 minutes (or until 238°F if using candy thermometer).
- Remove from heat and fold in chocolate and marshmallow creme.
- Pour into a 9 x 13″ greased pan and set aside on countertop or in fridge to cool until firm.
Oh! And before you go, check this out. My friend Emily runs a food blog of her own (which was actually just recently featured on FreshlyPressed). Lately she’s been featuring a lot of homemade presents you can make right in your kitchen. A lot of familiar favorites like apple butter and some exotic gifts like vanilla lavender sugar. I’ve been following along myself, ogling her creations only wishing I had enough time to make them all myself…and then look what popped up on my doorstep!!
Thanks again Emily! (Notice the dent in the candied pecans before I even finished snapping shots.)
And if I don’t get a chance to post again, Merry Christmas everyone!