Java
I realize in these modern times that java means two things. But to the purists, such as myself, it will always and forever be coffee. Black gold. Lately I can't get enough. Multiple cups during the day and when the opportunity arrises - in ice cream form.
Monday, after working with half assed intensity, I rewarded myself with a trip to Lizzie's for a cup of their coffee ice cream, which is literally coffee mixed with cream and sugar. No fanciness. It is like the perfect latte - not too sweet but creamy goodness - with chocolate jimmies, of course. Afterward I finally caught a showing of The March of the Penguins that everyone has been buzzing about. First off, what great birds! They were hysterical and tragic; it was epic. Secondly, I am glad I paid $9 to see it in a theatre, for two reasons. The continent of Antartica is one I will probably never see in person. Seeing this movie on my little 20 in TV would not have done the cinematography justice. The grand scale of A, the vastness would have been lost. Then there are the movie makers, who deserve whatever cut of my $9 they get. To stand out there in -80 with howling winds, freezing what God gave them off, well, my hat is off to them. So go see the movie. And stay for the credits.
At the left is the penguin I made for my friend, the pos- doc upstairs, and his lovely wife's first born. The bird made it just before the kid was born. It is all cotton, which worked up really well, quick and easy and hard to split stitches. The body and feet are stuffed with polyfil and the wings and belly have beads, for that little bit extra. I wish I could remember the name of the book that has this pattern in it. I will try to remember to make a note for future reference.
Today, I am off to Drumlin Farms to pick up this weeks CSA (community supported agriculture) shares. It is a really pleasant drive from here, the weather is immaculate and I just might stop at that little lunch hut on the side of the road. The last time I was there I had a fabulous cone of coffee soft serve dipped in chocolate. Ahhh, java.
The sad part of all this coffee is that my sleep patterns are way off. I am not getting to sleep until 1:30 or 2. Bad girl. Will have to remedy this.
Monday, after working with half assed intensity, I rewarded myself with a trip to Lizzie's for a cup of their coffee ice cream, which is literally coffee mixed with cream and sugar. No fanciness. It is like the perfect latte - not too sweet but creamy goodness - with chocolate jimmies, of course. Afterward I finally caught a showing of The March of the Penguins that everyone has been buzzing about. First off, what great birds! They were hysterical and tragic; it was epic. Secondly, I am glad I paid $9 to see it in a theatre, for two reasons. The continent of Antartica is one I will probably never see in person. Seeing this movie on my little 20 in TV would not have done the cinematography justice. The grand scale of A, the vastness would have been lost. Then there are the movie makers, who deserve whatever cut of my $9 they get. To stand out there in -80 with howling winds, freezing what God gave them off, well, my hat is off to them. So go see the movie. And stay for the credits.
At the left is the penguin I made for my friend, the pos- doc upstairs, and his lovely wife's first born. The bird made it just before the kid was born. It is all cotton, which worked up really well, quick and easy and hard to split stitches. The body and feet are stuffed with polyfil and the wings and belly have beads, for that little bit extra. I wish I could remember the name of the book that has this pattern in it. I will try to remember to make a note for future reference.
Today, I am off to Drumlin Farms to pick up this weeks CSA (community supported agriculture) shares. It is a really pleasant drive from here, the weather is immaculate and I just might stop at that little lunch hut on the side of the road. The last time I was there I had a fabulous cone of coffee soft serve dipped in chocolate. Ahhh, java.
The sad part of all this coffee is that my sleep patterns are way off. I am not getting to sleep until 1:30 or 2. Bad girl. Will have to remedy this.
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