We just got back from a 10-day tour of Holly Springs, North Carolina. Luna insisted on coming with us – I don’t think she understood the full implications when she kept sitting in our suitcase as we were packing. The adventures of flying with a cat will be an entirely different post. The reaction was pretty much the same for everyone – they would look at Luna when they heard her meow and then immediately look at us as if to say, “Who is this crazy person that is bringing a cat onto an airplane?” Maybe I should have been carrying some knitting, been wearing a sweatshirt with a picture of Luna on it, and not washed my hair for days. Just to satisfy their stereotypes.
My parents have a very mellow older cat named Oscar and I was excited for Luna to meet him. Well it turns out Oscar has un-mellowed in his old age. Also we have learned that Luna doesn’t understand cat social cues like hissing and growling. Oscar would hiss at her and she would take this as an invitation to get closer and even chase him. These things combined for a less friendly time than expected. It also probably didn’t help that Luna jumped on him several times while he was sleeping. My mom scolded us for “laughing at Oscar” every time it happened. By the end of the week they were able to be near each other without much hullabaloo. Maybe they will be best friends by the end of the next visit.
During junior year in undergrad my roommate Jenni started a tradition of making pancakes for me and my other roommate on Saturday mornings. I have memories of drinking my gameday coffee (a large splash of Baileys) sitting on the world’s most uncomfortable couch (thanks Georgia Tech housing) and eating the most tasty pancakes. The thing is – she used Bisquick. But she had a secret ingredient. After mixing the pancake batter she would add a generous dash of cinnamon. And it made all the difference. I lived with Jenni for two years and since then I have carried on the tradition of pancake Saturday.
I make my pancakes from scratch but all of the important things – the amount of heat on the griddle, the consistency of the batter, and the cinnamon – I learned from watching Jenni. This is the only recipe I have memorized – I got it from the Food Network website. When I went back to reference it for you I couldn’t find it. This makes 4 good sized pancakes – the perfect amount for Taylor and I.
1 cup flour
1 Tbsp. sugar
1 Tbsp. baking powder
1/4 tsp. salt
3/4 cup milk
2 Tbsp. vegetable oil
Mix the dry ingredients together. Add the wet ingredients and then whisk in the cinnamon. Add more milk or flour to reach a thick batter consistency – you don’t want it runny. Heat on the griddle!
Sometimes we stir in chocolate chips. Sometimes we put sliced bananas on the pancakes as they cook. And sometimes we do both. This time we had leftover chocolate ganache so I made banana pancakes and spread that on at the end.
Well Texas has actually done something that I am happy to report on. They rejected a request to allow confederate flag license plates. This hasn’t been as successful in some other Southern states where the license plates have been approved. The Sons of Confederate Veterans can say that it is “heritage and not hate” but it is a symbol that reminds many of a time in history that was entrenched in racial issues. Let’s stick with the license plates that have puppies and kittens on them.
Taylor was out of town on Friday and Saturday this week so I went to the grocery store while he was gone so we wouldn’t have to do it on Sunday. That’s right – my outing for the week that I am going to discuss is the grocery store. Next week it will be about my trip to the mailbox. Our usual routine is to go on Sunday mornings when no one else is there. As I was bagging some green bell peppers, the produce guy walked by and said, “You’re shopping by yourself today. And you’re a day early!” I think maybe we’ve talked to him three times in the past year when we couldn’t find something. Now if only we could get some free stuff for being acknowledged as regulars!
I took Luna to the vet yesterday and she weighs 7 pounds, 14 ounces. That’s over a 3 pound weight gain in 2 months. The vet says she is a good weight but I think this picture shows otherwise.
Taylor and I were friends for three years before we started dating. One of the things that he did that used to drive me crazy was correct my grammar. I remember one particular incident where Taylor asked me how I did on my verbal SATs. I responded “I did pretty good on them.” His response was “Well I guess you didn’t do that great on them since you said ‘good’ instead of ‘well’.” And you wonder why we didn’t start dating sooner with those lovely pick-up lines.
Earlier this week two of Taylor’s high school friends were in town and we were discussing Taylor’s affinity for grammar correction. That night one of his friends was hitting up the ladies at a local bar. One of them said, “Are you happy with where you are at?” Taylor’s response was, “Yeah I feel like I’m in a pretty good place where I don’t end my sentences in prepositions.”
Taylor has a special place in his heart for fall flavors like pumpkin. So for his birthday on Saturday, I made him a cake that I had pulled from a Better Homes and Garden magazine over two years ago. It was really quick and easy to make and he liked it a lot. I used 9 inch pans instead of 8 inch which resulted in thinner layers. I was actually concerned when I first poured the batter in because it didn’t really even cover the bottom of the pan. But it worked out.