Crave’ing

Dayumm, why is the first sentence of a new blog you write always the hardest? I swear I just wrote five different opening sentences, consequently deleted them and then got very frustrated! What I am trying to tell you, dear readers, is that I LOVE CUPCAKES! So much so that yesterday just before lunch I was really starting to crave a cupcake. Conveniently, there is a store located not too far away from both my work and home that specializes in none other than cupcakes! Yes, an entire store devoted to the production and sales of cupcakes. Pure genius, I say! Also very convenient is the name - Crave.

Who wouldn’t crave a cupcake from Crave? (You know when you type or say a word too much in a short time span and it seems to lose it’s meaning? That just happened with crave.) Well, I couldn’t get there for lunch, as I have been going home for lunch everyday because Tim has been working 3pm-12am everyday this week. Let’s do some math - if Leah works 8am-4pm and goes to bed at 10:45pm, and Tim works from 3pm-12am and gets up at 9:00am, how much time do they get to spend together? You got it kiddies - NONE! Unless Leah comes home for lunch between 12pm and 1pm, then they get 30 minutes because it takes 15 minutes to walk each way. Anyways, what I am trying to tell you is that I didn’t go to Crave to get a cupcake for lunch because I went home and visited Tim for half an hour. Although, that didn’t stop me from going AFTER work!

I got there right about 10 minutes before they were closing, and they happened to be getting rid of the days leftovers. They may have noticed me eyeing those puppies up, or else out of the very kindness of their pink frosted hearts they gave them to me! For free! I was so happy, but I swear I must have looked like the biggest oinker when I was walking home with 18 cupcakes. I didn’t even have an excuse. I bought 6 for Tim and I to put in the freezer, and they gave me 12 more mini ones. (More math time - If Leah buys 6 cupcakes and received 12 mini-cupcakes free, and then takes them home to her gluttonous household of two lonely souls, after 24 hours how many cupcakes are left? If you think I’m telling you, you are crazy. This was a rhetorical math question. Do those exist?)

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Sep

30

I need help eating.

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I’m having a problem with food lately. You might say we have a complicated relationship.

Right now I’m sitting at my desk with a half-eaten Michelina’s Spaghetti dinner beside me. I could barely make it past the first bite and now the smell is making me sick. Excuse me while I dispose of it…

There. Now why didn’t I do that ten minutes ago? Anyway. My favorite granola bars? Can’t finish them. I used to go through a box a week, but I haven’t bought any since August. I have half of a chocolate bar next to my computer monitor that I just can’t eat. Yesterday’s lunch, leftover meatloaf that I enjoyed the evening before, came home barely touched. I open the fridge, stare, and close it.

I am practically living on frosted flakes. I kid you not.

I need help. I am craving veggies, I know I’m not getting enough. I hate spending money on food, I know that sounds really stupid but the receipts just pile up and pile up. It bugs me. I’m a picky eater, I hate that too. It doesn’t help that I’m not feeling well. I survived my rebound cold but I’m still not 100%.

Maybe I just need new food ideas. For the sake of my already-scrawny self, please share yours?

Sep

19

On (expensive) Pie

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Tonight, we blondes (ok, three of us) will venture forth to our hometown fair to celebrate all of the wonderfulness of fall, and of pie.

This is going to sound ridiculous, but then again ‘ridiculous’ is pretty close to ‘normal’ for our family and friends. Basically, there will be several hundreds of dollars worth of homemade pie purchased in an auction (benefiting our local fair board) and consumed in a pie party at our farm. The pie might be made by a local with over 50 years of pie baking experience, or it might be baked by a teenager just starting out in the world of baking.

You receive only tiny slices, because there’s only around 5 or so pies purchased. Apple, cherry, or raspberry? A la mode? You got it. mmmmmm PIE…

It’s worth every penny. That our parents spend.

An open invitation is extended. Join us! BYOB. Also, BYO plate and fork.

PS: What is a pirate’s favourite arts and crafts material? Yaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrn! Happy Talk Like A Pirate day!

Apr

18

PETA?

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Congratulations all, you have come across a FiveBlondes exclusive post. No one in my crazy family knows about this, only one or two friends. I, Lauren, have decided to (try) to become a vegetarian. I know, I know, I live on a pig farm, but I’ve decided it would be a good challenge for the summer.

Speaking of summer challenges, I’ve come up with a list of things I want to accomplish this summer. Here it is:

Knit socks, slippers, or mitts. With help from Oma of course
Try to eat vegetarian
Exercise more. This going along with numero uno, just trying to make myself healthier.
Bake a themed cake. There is a story along with this one. For Christmas Ericas fiance D got a cookbook, and I was looking through it and saw these awesome cakes shaped as all different things, so I want to bake one of those. Maybe for my birthday…
Learn how to drive “the pig bus”. Long story short, we have a school bus (painted) that we drive the pigs to the end of the driveway to get put on a truck, and I want to learn how to drive it. I don’t know why, I just sort of thought of it one day and decided I wanted to learn. Unfortunately this picture is not ours, but don’t you think we should paint/decorate it like this?

The Pig Bus

Luckily, our cafeteria at school has a great vegetarian/vegan menu, and an all over great cafeteria, so it shouldn’t be too hard…until I get home that is. It’s been two days and I have so far succeeded!