Friday, March 27, 2009

There's something wrong with this.

It's Friday night and I'm home working on a paper that is due by 11:59:59 pm. Fifteen pages down, feels like a million more to go.
And yes, I know blogging is proably not the most efficient use of my time but I've got to do something to keep me sane.

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Sometimes the Internet makes me cry.

Most things about cancer really suck, but every now and again it gives you a gift. When I was living at City of Hope with Robin, we met Christine Pechera. She quickly became one of our closest friends and biggest supports in our journey through the transplant process. Words can't express the joy I felt when I saw Christine in THIS PSA looking so healthy and vibrant and advocating for a cause that is so close to my heart.

Friday, March 20, 2009

My Heavenly Father Loves Me.

I went for a run in Alpine yesterday and THIS song kept running through my head. The mountains never cease to amaze me.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009


I did it! I mean, it actually worked. I still can't believe it.
Step 1: Bake 14 thin cakes.

Step 2: Frost large stack of cakes with homemade ganache.

Step 3: Frost ganache covered cake with homemade buttercream, decorate, and add sparkler candles.

Step 4: Look like a complete fool 'cause everyone finishes singing the birthday song long before the sparklers burn out so all the guests just keep hootin' and hollerin' and staring at you (note to self: sparklers cannot be blown out and unless you like prolonged attention, they are not a good idea).

Step 5: Enjoy. Even if it isn't as pretty as the picture on the internet.

Step 6: Explain to the cops that you're just having a dessert party and that people were only loud when you were trying to blow out the sparklers and talk them out of giving you a $100 fine.

Seriously, the cops showed up to my little sabbath day dessert party. I tried to offer them some 14 layer cake and diet Dr. Pepper, but they weren't interested.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Call me crazy...

...but I think I might attempt to make this cake on Sunday.

It has 14 layers. 14 LAYERS!!!

I'll let you know how it goes- unless it's a complete failure, in which case I'll never mention it again and pretend like I never tried. Just like the time I ran for president in the 6th grade and lost to a boy who promised Taco Bell to the whole school (this might be the first time I've mentioned that failure since then). Can we say "fear of failure?"

Monday, March 9, 2009

Spring cleaning

It felt so much like Spring today that my roommates and I decided to do some long overdue Spring cleaning.

Imagine my delight when we picked up the couch cushions to find a noise maker and confetti- remnants from our New Year's party (as well as a pen, a Q-tip, a bunch of hair, and a few other things that made me dryheave).

Friday, March 6, 2009

I've been told that I'm passive-aggressive.

Turns out it's true.

Monday, March 2, 2009

It's the most wonderful time of the year!

Christmas? You say.
Last week was the 2nd annual gold party, which means I got to don the Dereon jacket, the very namesake of this blog.

Hard to believe, but it made me just as happy and I acted just as ridiculous (if not more so) the second time around.