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High Five for Friday

Our forecast shows highs in the 70s for this weekend and I just saw the obnoxious guy across the street with a giant “Jane Fonda: Traitor Bitch” sticker on his truck get a parking ticket, so it’s already shaping up to be a pretty good Friday. Here are five highs from the last week:

1. My crazy pants!

Crazy PantsI kind of forgot I had these, and rediscovered them yesterday when I was digging around trying to locate my missing denim jacket. I get a lot of “Wow, those are …. interesting” comments when I wear these around town, which might sting a little more if the unofficial uniform of our town wasn’t dirty overalls and boots caked in cow shit.

2. The strawberry shortcake I made for Dave’s birthday came out pretty great:


I used this recipe, and to make the vanilla sugar I just added one teaspoon of vanilla per cup of sugar and blended it really well with a wire whisk. It may not be authentic, but it was easier than flying to Europe, which Google told me was the only place you can find vanilla sugar in stores.

3. I finally joined the rest of the world and started using Spotify. I love it so much, even though it makes me do the white man’s overbite at my desk all day.

I’ve been listening to Birdy’s cover of Bon Iver’s “Skinny Love” over and over for the last couple of days, and I can’t get over how great it is.

4. We’re taking a little trip to a casino in Southern Oregon for Dave’s birthday this weekend, and I have a really good feeling that I’m going to win millions even though I limit myself to $40 and only play the quarter machines.

5. Milky Way Midnights!


Dark chocolate. Caramel. Vanilla nougat. Adult onset diabetes.

I LOVE these candy bars, and Dave bought me a couple earlier this week because he is the best ever and also because I’ve been a stressed-out, whiny wreck lately and he is probably hoping the caramel/nougat combo will glue my jaws shut. I brought one to work today for an after-lunch snack, only I totally want to eat it right now. It’s acceptable to slam-nom a candy bar before 10 a.m., right? Don’t answer that; I’m doing it anyway.

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I will give you 100 dollars to whistle right now

Dave was kind enough to offer to make a cheesecake for my recent party (cheesecakes are kind of his specialty), and he even let me pick which kind I wanted him to make. Naturally, I chose one I had pinned a while back and knew I lacked the patience to ever make myself. The lady actually tells you to allow two days to make it. TWO DAYS. Didn’t God supposedly create light and water in two days? Good thing this lady wasn’t in charge of making the world; all we’d have is one red velvet cheesecake and like, a puddle. Actually, that might be a world I want to live in.

Here’s the original pin:

The reason it takes two days to make is because you actually bake a red velvet cake from scratch and then crumble it up into the cheesecake batter. There were a whole bunch of steps that you can read about in the recipe over at Restless Chipotle. All I know is, he was up until about midnight the night before the party making this thing, and as somebody who watched TV on the couch while he slaved away in the kitchen, I think it was worth every minute. Seriously, the best cheesecake I’ve had.


And the final product:


To sum up: Make this right now.