whoopie pies

It was neat to read this article in the Times about whoopie pies. They were a part of my childhood in Maine, normally found at school bakesales and the local sandwich shop Big G's (which is similar to the sandwich shop in Williamstown in that the sandwiches are named after famous people).

I never made them when I lived in Maine, but I have a few times since I moved to DC to initiate some of you. They're pretty easy (and I don't bake) although assembly is somewhat labor intensive.

Recipe below the cut (or if you want to try them and ask nicely I might make them for you :) )

( Wicked Whoopie Pies )

 

something good in the news

From wordplay, U.S. to sign U.N. gay rights declaration. Echoing what wordplay said, this, the stem cell research thing, the Lilly Ledbetter act, etc. it feels like the country's values are being restored after eight years of erosion.

Netdisaster

From insptr_penguin, put websites you hate into this website and watch them be destroyed by dinosaurs, aliens, tomatoes, scribbling babies, etc. I'm partial to Led Zeppelin (sound on of course). I wonder what "god almighty" does?

bsg

Caught up on BSG. It's good to see they're going to rip my heart out before the series ends. I love Laura and Bill more than I can say. And just all of them, wow. Can't wait to see the end (and at some point rewatch the entire series).

( not really spoilery, but does reference the last episode aired )

ug

It's been a crash and burn kind of day. Basically all I've wanted to do is sleep and cry. Complicated by the fact that I woke up two hours early today due to heartburn (wtf I really only rarely got heartburn and not so long after I've eaten and I've never woken up from it before). Also having lower back pain and generalized despair. Awesome.

Made it to work. Class was fine (unofficial subtitle was: sex, violence, and creepy dolls aka surrealist objects including Bellmer's Poupees, at least I didn't have to explain the sexual connotations of Oppenheim's Object this time, they seemed to get it.) The gray skies in the am didn't help, but blue skies on the way back did a little. I really hate walking in heels and tights with a hole in the foot though.

I got some good news, a paper I submitted was accepted to a conference in Brighton, England in July. I'm a fan of the work of one of the major presenters (my adviser assures me he's really nice, so it will be cool to meet him). I should be really excited, I am, well, I was, basically good news, but didn't pull me out of my funk, will hopefully revel in it soon.

Afternoon was deeply unproductive. There was some crying and unhealthy comfort eating (which now I feel a little physically gross from, duh). Oh and some impromptu napping (thank goodness). I didn't make it to the gym or dance class. D. made a healthy, yummy dinner (thank goodness). Talked on skype to my mother and sister who are fighting about my sister's delivery plans (really I do not want to deal with this). Watched some bsg, that didn't really help with the crying.

Whatever hormonal shift has to happen to change this it can come any time now. Please.