Breakfast

On Sunday mornings, Lee and I cook. He does my pancakes, and I do him homefries and eggs. One of the saddest ironies of our lives is that Lee is a master pancake chef, and yet he does not care for pancakes.

More for me.

I wanted to do quinoa pancakes, because I had a fridge full of red quinoa that I wasn’t sure I’d get around to using. I found a recipe online, and after the first cake failed under Lee’s skillful spatula, we tweaked it. Recipe after the jump.

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So I’m an awful person.

I haven’t posted in a million years. Surprisingly, when you’re working seven nights a week to summarize the very essence of yourself in less than two double-spaced pages, chain smoking like a 1960’s father-to-be in the maternity ward and lubricating your typing fingers with rum and coke . . .  Surprisingly, you don’t feel like writing more afterwards, even recreationally.

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Piano

So I’ve wanted to play piano since I was old enough to know about it. I had an uncle who was just a couple of years older than me who was playing piano that I idolized. He still does play, and he’s great. Meanwhile, I never got around to it. Last winter I took an introductory piano course at my university, and for Christmas, my boyfriend got me a weighted, 88-key electric piano. What better use for a Rumspringa than to teach myself piano! Here’s what I’ve been working on, and I’ll continue to post songs as I get them under my belt on YouTube

Chester drawers

Update: Someone got to this post because they Googled “what paint to use on wood chesterdrawers.” :D

I like to collect “knowledge gaps,” stories about people who misunderstood something simple, presumably as children, and were never corrected until later in life. For example, I thought gravity could be re-created on space stations into my twenties (presumably after watching “Rocket Man” as a child), and only found out that this wasn’t the case after a lengthy argument on the subject with my boyfriend, Lee. My boyfriend, on the other hand, thought that in the south, a bureau or dresser may also be called “Chester drawers.” I think it was last year that I first heard him say this.

We’re about to move into a new place in downtown Memphis, and so I’ve had home design and interior decorating on the brain (check out my Pinterest on the subject). The other day, when I saw a beat up Chester drawers with good bones on the side of the road, I decided it wanted to make it into this.

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In case you thought SB5 sounded pretty O.K.

For anyone who was thinking, “SB5 sounds okay to me,” but maybe felt embarrassed to ask what the fuss was about. I just spent about 20 minutes writing out a response for my “nana,” Diane Nunley. She reacted with a basic question: “What’s the problem?” And based on a superficial understanding of the law, it’s a question a lot of people have that is not being answered. So I’ll try to answer it here.

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