Monday, October 13, 2008

Anatomy of My Trash Can

Sometimes I don't realize how ridiculous my life is until I'm confronted by photographic evidence. During my two days off work last week, I made 4 candies and 4 desserts for my various websites. We valiantly tried to shovel as much as we could into our gaping maws, but in the end, we're only two people, and some of the sweets were relegated to the trash can. As I was cleaning up I was struck by how this totally, completely represents my life:



Pictured:
Spiderwebs Candy
Witch Hats Candy
Pumpkin Marshmallows
Biscotti

Not pictured:
Pumpkin Bread Truffles
Pumpkin Muffins (TBP - To Be Posted)
Lemon-Violet Meringue Tarts (TBP)
Dark Chocolate-Chile Souffles with Cardamom Creme Anglaise (TBP)

On a VERY related note, I'm giving up sugar/processed carbs for two weeks to give my body a little break. It's not bad when I'm at home, but outrageously difficult when I'm at work, literally up to my elbows in doughs and frostings. Wish me luck!

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Sunday, October 05, 2008

Half Dome!

A few weeks ago I hiked Half Dome in Yosemite with my brother Jeremy. We had an amazing time and enjoyed gorgeous weather, beautiful views, and a really fun day out on the trails. I have approximately a million pictures, so here are some of the most representative that help tell the story...but I'm sure I'll post more in the coming days, they're too pretty to languish unpublished on my computer.

We chose the perfect time to hike. We'd originally planned to go in July, but the combination of short notice, busy schedules, and high hotel prices convinced us to put it off. People, late September is THE time to go. It's not too hot, but likely not too stormy, and much less crowded. We decided to hike it on a Monday, which also decreased the weekend crowds. We did see people, but it wasn't overcrowded at all. Bliss.

So we stayed in Mariposa, which is about an hour outside of the park. We got up before dawn and left the hotel about 5:40. We parked a little before 7, and after a bathroom trip and a 10-minute walk, we reached the trailhead and started our journey around 7:20. It was just starting to get light, but it was still quite cool and the first two hours were almost entirely in the shade. Very nice!The route we took was 8.2 miles one way, so it was about 16.4 miles round trip. This is the most direct route, but it has some REALLY brutal climbs, so some people choose to go the less scenic, less steep route, that adds about 2 miles onto the trip. We chose the shorter option.
Remember what I said about brutal climbs? This was the first of many, many, MANY stone staircases. At first they weren't too bad, but pretty soon the steps got higher and higher, and climbing 18-inch steps for a mile gets old pretty quickly. We were lucky the weather was good. The steps run by several waterfalls, and apparently in bad weather they get very slippery from the water and are quite dangerous and have to be shut down.

Our reward for conquering the Staircase of Death for the first 3 miles was an easy, gradual climb in miles 3-6. It was a nice change of pace, but after awhile it was kind of dusty and boring, until we broke through the tree cover and got our nice view back. We first glimpsed Half Dome at 10:15, three hours after we started our climb:Before we could get to climb the rock itself, we had another half-hour of gnarly stone steps. In some cases they weren't even steps, just steep rock face we had to scramble over. I thought this was the most difficult section of the climb, because it was so steep and we didn't have hiking poles, so there was no way to distribute some of the stress to our upper body. The surface of Half Dome is so steep and slippery, there are cables strung up between metal poles drilled into the rock face. You climb up the final 400 feet by pulling yourself up these steel cables. Gloves with a grippy surface are a must, as the metal cables are very slick in and of themselves. This picture is of us right before we began the ascent. If you look very closely at the surface of the rock behind us, you can see the cables and see a few people climbing up.


A closer view of the cables. The pictures really don't do justice to how seriously steep it is. Looking up from the bottom, it seems ludicrously steep, and I couldn't imagine how they first got the cable system drilled into place. The pictures below give a pretty good sense of how it looked. In the top picture, I'm starting the climb. The bottom picture is the descent, which felt even steeper and more dangerous than the ascent, because it was so slick. It was basically controlled sliding (with a little bit of falling thrown in the mix.) This is when I was glad it was uncrowded, because up and down climbers share the same cables, and passing people was difficult and time-consuming.

We reached the top 3 hours and 40 minutes after we started. The view was spectacular, the rock was uncrowded, and we had a nice relaxing picnic lunch while overlooking the whole park valley, 8000 feet above sea level.

The lack of security was amazing (and refreshing) to me. It felt like standing on the edge of the world. Our lunch spot was a precarious perch over a big vertical drop. Fortunately we refrained from a shoving match right then.
I'm that tiny little speck on the outcropping! We enjoyed the view (and took lots of pictures) for about an hour, then headed down. We finished the climb in 3:20, for a total of 8 hours out, including the break at the top. It was a perfect day, and I wouldn't hesitate to schedule a Half Dome hike every year.

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Sunday, September 28, 2008

Trick or Treat

I can tell this is going to be the best Halloween ever! It's still September, and already the candy is coming to me. No more of this going door to door and begging nonsense.

I came home from work yesterday to find a huge box from the National Confectioner's Association. Inside was a big tote bag full of Halloween goodies (and some candy I recognize from the Expo, hmmm) to get me in the holiday spirit. I'm trying to refrain from munching, so that I can properly sort it and decide what I want to review for the website. (Here's a sneak peak for you: not a fan of sugar-free Peeps). Add this to the big bag of candy I still have from the Expo, and we have a serious Candy Situation in our apartment. Once I get on top of my work (ha!) and sort it all, we might have to have a big candy party.


Speaking of Halloween, someone should invite us to a far-out costume party this year, because I have been dying to make Sesame Street martian costumes for Jason and I. "Yep yep yep yep...brrrrrrring!"

Look, this girl did it and they turned out adorable. And Jason does a really good martian impression! Won't someone take pity on us and throw an awesome party so I can get crafty?

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Thursday, September 25, 2008

Supersize Me II: Revenge of the Burger

If you saw Supersize Me on DVD, you might have caught the bonus footage on the DVD where he talks about a really old McDonald's burger he kept for months, and how it basically didn't change--it had so many chemicals it preserved itself.

I just came across this website about a 12-year old McDonald's hamburger. Ever wonder what a 12-year old hamburger looks like? (Hint: it looks like every other McD's burger). Definitely makes me glad I don't partake, as I'm sure my body wouldn't like trying to "digest" that.

Off my soapbox now. Happy eating, all!

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Monday, September 08, 2008

Candid Camera

The last of the vacation photos for awhile...

"Give it to me baby, yeah! Growl like a grizzly baby, nicely done..."

Check out the bite marks on that toast. Who's the grizzly now?

Third in a series about big mouths.

Ian & Amy, keeping their mouths to themselves.

Granddad putting the evil eye on his beanbag opponents. Didn't work though, as team Spawn of Spears beat the grandparents in sudden death overtime. Dramatic!

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Friday, September 05, 2008

Extracurriculars

Arizona wasn't all choreographed musical numbers and random acts of cruiser-inspired violence, oh no. There was also fun and games and ill-advised singing sessions. Presenting...


KARAOKE
Proving that you don't have to be drunk to exuberantly fail at karaoke, my family got rowdy with the mike for several hours one night.
My signature song is "It's Raining Men," the Geri Halliwell version. I'm really, really good!

Clockwise from top left: Jeremy and I doing "Bohemian Rhapsody," Amy doing "Colors of the Wind" (she rocked it), my mom and Aunt Alice doing "Hello Dolly." Sadly they did not do it Louis Armstrong style.


MINIATURE GOLF
How creepy is Jason?!? This is why I can't take him places.
I failed spectacularly at mini golf, but I did get a hole in one! Once. The rest of the time I just gave myself sixes and moved on.

Yes, that is my mom fishing her ball out of the water. I'm not the only one who sucked.


SHOOTING THINGS

It wouldn't be a family vacation without...a gun? Well, an air gun, anyway. We had a little target practice. I was in the lead for a time (sheer luck) but then Grandma stepped up to the plate and blew us all away. Figuratively. I think I most enjoy the gleeful look on my mom's face as she fires (top left).

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Thursday, September 04, 2008

Introducing Cruiser Bruiser

We just got back from a trip to Arizona, where we had a family party for my grandmother's 80th birthday and also got to spend time with J's dad and brother. Sweet! I have a ton of pictures, so I'll spread them out over several posts. Trip highlights include:


Hanging out with Grandma! She and my grandfather totally live the life I want to have once retired: they've traveled all over the world, had amazing adventures, and are very involved in their community.


During the birthday party we sang a song we had written for the occasion (set to the tune of 'Mame'). There was singing, there was guitar-playing, there was choreographed dancing with top hats and canes. There was also a lot of practicing leading up to this moment, with the result that this infernal tune was stuck in our collective brains the entire weekend.


It was great to have the whole family together. It just doesn't happen often enough.


The weather in Flagstaff was gorgeous: overcast, a little rainy, but mostly cool and breezy. Such a nice change from LA! (Phoenix was gross, but that's to be expected). Driving from Phoenix to Flag we had the most insane rain I've ever seen. We actually had to pull off the road because there was no visibility in the rain and hail--I couldn't even see the end of the car. What car, you ask?


Why, the electric blue PT Cruiser we were "lucky" enough to rent! I wasn't excited about it at first, but that all changed when I invented my new favorite game: Cruiser Bruiser. It's like Slug Bug only you get to wallop your partner whenever you spot a Cruiser on the road. There are a surprising number of them out and about! It was most excellent because Jason is tragically oblivious, meaning that I hit him more than a dozen times and he only got me twice. Mwahahah. WHAT a great trip indeed.

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Thursday, August 28, 2008

Yes, We Can


“Now is not the time for small plans.”

Not to go all TV news anchor on you, but I got goosebumps watching Obama’s acceptance speech at the DNC tonight. (And yes, I was a little teary when he talked about Dr. King at the end.) Obama was strong, he was fierce, he had an urgency to his message that was so powerful. Yes, he’s charismatic, but it’s really not about personal charm so much as personal conviction. Watching him, I really do believe that he believes in his message of change. I am ready to be hopeful, ready to be inspired. I am ready for a political discourse about compassion and optimism, instead of the many years of war and fear-mongering that we have lived through.

Jason is the political prognosticator in this relationship, so I don’t have any brilliant analyses to share. I just have my overwhelming hope that change will come. Some of my favorite segments of his talk:

That's the promise of America – the idea that we are responsible for ourselves, but that we also rise or fall as one nation; the fundamental belief that I am my brother's keeper; I am my sister's keeper. That's the promise we need to keep. That's the change we need right now.
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America, we are better than these last eight years. We are a better country than this.
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America, our work will not be easy...What has also been lost is our sense of common purpose – our sense of higher purpose. And that's what we have to restore. But I stand before you tonight because all across America something is stirring. What the nay-sayers don't understand is that this election has never been about ME. It's been about YOU.

For eighteen long months, you have stood up, one by one, and said enough to the politics of the past...You have shown what history teaches us – that at defining moments like this one, the change we need doesn't come from Washington. Change comes TO Washington. Change happens because the American people demand it – because they rise up and insist on new ideas and new leadership, a new politics for a new time.

America, this is one of those moments.


An oldie but goodie:


A fairly ridiculous (but mildly amusing) anti-McCain parody: "No, You Cant."


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Thursday, August 21, 2008

Your Hair is Your Head Suit

It's been over a year since I tortured us all by turning pictures of myself into monkeys and sketchy men, so I was primed and ready for some photoshoppin' fun over at Yearbook Yourself. And my friends, the pictures did not disappoint. A few of my favorites:

Boogie WonderLiz

Madame Lizbrarian

"Nobody Puts Lizzie in a Corner!"

More fun with head suits after the jump.

This journey begins in the good old days of yesteryear, when men were men and girls were all aging matrons. Remember ladies, never leave home without your finger waves and a shirt with a hideous collar.



The 1970's brought the women's lib movement. Important gains were made, including the rights to equal employment, salary, and feathered hair. The oppressive male patriarchy (and common sense) said "No no," but drunk hairstylists said "Yes yes!"

The following picture gets included because I think I'm rocking a variation of this style today.


See for yourself...maybe I should reconsider my 'do.
Ah, the AquaNet 80's. Were there any heights of hair stupidity that could not be scaled with a can of industrial-strength hairspray and a ratting comb? As a child I really, really wanted my hair to look like this.

I also dreamt of color-coordinated bright pink leggings and plastic earring combinations, though, so I was perhaps not the arbiter of good fashion sense I fancied myself back then.


Fortunately things calmed down in the late 1990's, but not soon enough to prevent an explosion of truly unfortunate bangs. I spent way too many years with my hair styled into limp, unattractive forehead noodles because I thought my forehead was too big to go uncovered. I have never felt more liberated than when I finally decided to grow them out--at age twenty. Twenty! That's two decades of blissful bangs-free existence I could have been living!




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Tuesday, August 05, 2008

Be Afraid

Scary things abound in our apartment as of late:

Relentlessly aggressive pigeons, who won't rest until they claw their way through our nets and onto our balcony. We have been living in a Hitchcockian nightmare the past few weeks.
Our neighbor's demented scarecrow, designed (we assume) to scare away said pigeons. This thing greets us whenever we walk outside.
My new love, spinach smoothies. They aren't really scary, but they do bear an unfortunate resemblance to swamp water. And really, they're delicious! Just close your eyes and chug...

Honorable mention goes to the book I'm reading, Cormac McCarthy's The Road. Oprah was not lying, this book is intense. I thought No Country For Old Men was fierce, but this one is even worse. (Meaning better.) I recommend it only to the stouthearted.

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