hair like this (and dark eyebrows and subtle makeup/freckles/frizz) will never die.


good music will also never die.




I’m just getting worse and worse at this blogging thing. But now it’s Saturday and after having had quite possibly the laziest morning I have ever had, I figure I ought to at least do one thing today.

At any rate, you two faithful readers haven’t been missing out on much. Mainly school. Which is excellent but also distressing. Approximately 50% of the time, I finish an hour of class and think to myself something along the lines of, “There is ABSOLUTELY no hope for the world.” Luckily, I have a handful of fantastic professors who then help me to acknowledge that yes, there is hope, and x, y, and z are some things that we can do about it. Thank you, professors.

Another thing you probably haven’t been very sad about missing out on is our undying love of Top Gear, or our recent infatuation with Bertolli’s Meals for Two (they are so quick! and easy! maybe this is a sign that I should take a cooking class… don’t worry, I did make banana bread last night), or that we’ve been drinking a lot of apple cider, or that we already bought ourselves a Christmas present and it’s sitting in our hall closet waiting for Christmas to roll around so we can use it.

Anyway, nothing else too exciting as of now. So here’s a photo of Peter standing at the end of the breakwater in Rockland, Maine.


And, although we didn’t take any photos there, we did visit Marshall Point Lighthouse, as seen here.

Now I’m just wishing for more vacation.

Just for fun: move mouse to paint, space to erase, click for new color.

And the very easy banana bread recipe, courtesy of Marae:

3 large bananas, mashed
2 tablespoons olive oil
2 cups whole wheat flour
3/4 cups sugar
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon baking soda

Preheat the oven to 350 degrees F. Spray the bottom of a loaf pan with nonstick cooking spray. Mix the mashed bananas and olive oil in a large bowl. Stir in the flour, sugar, salt, and baking soda. Pour the batter into the sprayed loaf pan. Bake for 55-60 minutes. Remove and let cool for at least 15 minutes.

Do you want anything that’s right and proper? You go to work and you use the agency and power and ability that God has given you. You use every faculty, you get all the judgment that you can centered on the problem, you make up your own mind, and then, to be sure that you don’t err, you counsel with the Lord.

–Bruce R. McConkie, Agency or Inspiration–Which, 1973

I was catching up on some This American Life today. And I loved what Ira said here a lot:

Kurt Braunohler

I do have a theory now. I do have a theory about if I do get married in the future. What I think I would want to do is have an agreement that at the end of seven years, we have to get remarried in order for the marriage to continue. But at the end of seven years, it ends. And we can agree to get remarried or not get remarried.

Ira Glass


Kurt Braunohler

Because then I think you get to choose. And I think it would make the relationship stronger.

Ira Glass

I don’t know what I think of that. Because I think, actually, one of the things that’s a comfort in marriage is that there isn’t a door at seven years. And so if something is messed up in the short term, there’s the comfort of knowing like, well, we made this commitment. And so we’re just going to work this out. And even if tonight we’re not getting along or there’s something between us that doesn’t feel right, you have the comfort of knowing, we’ve got time. We’re going to figure this out. And that makes it so much easier, because you do go through times when you hate each other’s guts.

Kurt Braunohler


Ira Glass

You know what I mean?

Kurt Braunohler

Of course you do. Yeah.

Ira Glass

And the no-escape clause, weirdly, is a bigger comfort to being married than I ever would have thought before I got married.

Kurt Braunohler


Ira Glass


something to think on


I’m one million hungry. However, I told myself a week or so ago that I shouldn’t buy any more food because I am moving in (less than) two weeks. So that means I’m having pasta (again). It’s totally alright, though, because it’s still better than a lot of things, e.g. Taco Bell. Have I ever mentioned that I hate Taco Bell?

I stopped at the twilight zone (every time I see or write or think of the word “twilight,” I always think of the time when I accidentally misspelled it as “twlilght”) and bought one banana, since I already had two, so that I could make banana bread. Jules-Camps and I made some on Saturday. It came out of the oven at 11:55 p.m. It was halfway gone by the time she left, and completely gone by around noon on Sunday. So you better come over tonight if you want some, because it’ll probably be gone by tomorrow.

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