Category Vanilla Life
I went to two gift exchanges in two days and had a good time at both.
We went to my friends Donald and Chris’ party last night. I’ve been going to that same party for a decade or more now. It’s a fund-raiser for the residents of the House of Ruth, a local AIDS hostel.
It’s also always fun. Some years it’s been quite large, last night it was smaller, but it was quite pleasant to have time to visit with the folks who were there.
We always do a gift exchange at the party and it’s one of those where you can choose to open a new gift, or steal a revealed gift from someone else.
I have learned over the years to always steal if it’s possible, and if there’s nothing that really strikes your fancy, then take the most popular present even if it’s nothing you particularly want.
Because someone ...Read More
I think we’re all a bit in shock because of the shooting today.
Perhaps the positive that can and will come from this horrible incident will be that we as a country will finally stop listening to the idiocy of the NRA and the Cold-Dead-Hands people and develop rational and enforced gun control legislation.
There’s nothing to say, really, other than what we all are feeling, that this is a tragedy of unimaginable horror. I will keep the families of those affected in whatever way in my thoughts, and I hope you will do the same.
So, I came home today from getting my nails done, and made two batches of which I have baked none yet. Tomorrow will be baking...Read More
So, I made it another cookie making evening.
I keep meaning to mention, too, in the vein of making your own vanilla extract, it’s also quite simple to make vanilla sugar.
Want the recipe?
Take some sugar and put it in a jar with a tight fitting lid. However much you want, probably between a cup and three. Take a vanilla bean or two, slice it lengthwise in half, and drop it in. If your jar is too small, cut them in pieces. Close the jar.
You have now made the sugar. You can let it sit however long you want, but probably at least a week. It’s lovely on cereal or fruit or in tea or coffee. When you’ve used half of it or so, add more sugar. Every six months or so, add another bean.
How complicated is that?
So, anyway, I made three kinds of cookies tonight...Read More
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.
“We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,”
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.
So said Oliver Herford,
I memorized that poem as a kid, and I have thought of it every single December since, as well as other times, too. Today was the first cold day we’ve had, the first day I actually wore a coat out during the day to run errands.
Actually, yesterday was a bit more of a dark of December kind of day, today was brighter.
I made no cookies today. I did look at cookie recipes and got some cookie ingredients.
One of the places I looked was an old cookbook I had picked up at a yard sale somewhere, the kind that was some mother or grandmother’s COOKBOOK, the one where she stuck the recipes sh...Read More
So, today was the day to bake my peanut butter cookies.
I have been baking these cookies all my adult life. I’ve no idea where my mother got the recipe, I’ve never thought about asking her that until this moment, and it’s way too late for that.
My mother had good qualities and bad, though I tend to remember the bad ones. She was smart and educated, which was good. She was not pleasant, which was bad.
When she liked something I did, I got that from her. When she didn’t, I was just like my father.
She never told me I was stupid. She frequently told me I was lazy, and often told me I was fat and not pretty, though she rarely used those words. The message was there, however.
She loved poetry and passed on a love of it to me...Read More
So, I didn’t make a LOT of cookies today, but I did make one new batch and baked three kinds.
First, since someone asked in comments, please steal any recipes you like here. That’s the point of posting them, isn’t it?
Also, I found this for free in the Kindle edition: The Blogger’s Cookbook. It might not be free forever, or even long, but it is free when I post it and there is a free Kindle reading application for phones, computers, iMac items, etc. Seemed appropriate to post it.
Ok, so, today I baked, among others, Pomegranate Butter Cookies. I made these last year because I had a pomegranate and why the hell not?
slave drew really liked them, but I found them too salty, almost, so this year I tried again and increased the sugar just a bit, and I am very happy with them.
You know, I was thinking today, as I was making cookies, that it’s probably odd to many vanilla people, or would be if they read some of our blogs, and might even be strange to some kinky folks that we talk about so many non-kinky things in blogs.
I think for me, this is less about kink than it is about me, and being kinky, while a huge part of my makeup, is not the only thing I am. I am always a kinky person, but not everything I do revolves around kink.
I probably view things a bit differently because I am kinky, but there is still the non-kinky stuff of life, like making cookies and doing laundry and going to the grocery.
It would be nice, I suppose, to have this life where I never had to deal with those things, where some nameless elf slaves did all that and I sat on the sofa eating ...Read More
Ok, so this has been a dramatic recipe exchange!
Causing me to dither slightly because I was worried I might not be doing what all the cool kids were doing or doing it right and causing other undue stress.
I can still get all dorky about not being one of the crowd.
Anyway, I went to look for a photo – mine are not made though all the stuff for them is on the kitchen counter – and found a couple that were clearly NOT RIGHT.
So, the recipe is called Santa’s Whiskers and they really are slave drew’s favorite...Read More
One thing I kept forgetting to mention was the actual Santa hat itself. It’s a really NICE Santa hat. I don’t know where I acquired it, but it’s one of those that is actually nice fake fur, and very plush.
It’s also enormous on me. I have a smallish head anyway and hats are usually big, but this one would fit Zardoz.
Anyway, it also has a big, puffy, plush white pom-pom ball on the end of it.
Which, if I turn my head quickly, hits me in the face.
The chin, specifically.
This offered me multiple opportunities to say, “I’ve had a ball hit my chin before, but usually it was a pair and they weren’t so fuzzy…”
I would also periodically catch Cerrin’s eye and shake my head to make it hit me. It made her giggle each time, and as someone else noted, when Cerrin giggles, Cerrin jiggles.
And we know what road is paved with those.
So I’ve been working on a post on consent, something I’ve been thinking about.
However, I hate to rush it and it’s been busy.
I also have another one started and if I had ten minutes to think, I might work on that, but I haven’t.
I’ve also gotten some emails that I think come from my blog, which is nice, but some of them have asked for advice, and I want to answer them here.
So, I have plans and plans and plans and yet…
If man’s reach does not exceed his grasp, then what’s a heaven for, as they say.
We have our Fringe Element party this Friday night, and although we’re in good shape for that, it’s still a bit hectic.
Last minute things to do and arrange and confirm and acquire and schedule.
I still have to put away silver and serving plates and ti...Read More