tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16868549761925525452024-03-08T04:09:31.369-07:00D i g i t a l . H e a t h e rHeatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.comBlogger163125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-77858369752996101232013-12-11T21:42:00.000-07:002013-12-27T21:42:37.798-07:00Christmas Tree<img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3697/11330423735_360215d055.jpg"><br />
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Thanksgiving was good! We got our tree up and I can't wait to start on some baking and crafting projects.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-25574191967789209702013-11-23T12:50:00.001-07:002013-11-23T12:50:19.214-07:00Baby, it's Cold Outside<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/10998675604/" title="Thanksgiving Thankful Leaves"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3731/10998675604_3243eed77d.jpg" alt="Thanksgiving Thankful Leaves by Digital Heather" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/10998675604/">Thanksgiving Thankful Leaves</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>I feel like November is on fast forward.<br /><br />I cracked a molar on french bread but you'd never know because my dentist is a wizard.<br /><br />My hair is getting LONG!<br /><br />I've been super busy working. I made french toast coated with <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/11/monster-mash-french-toast.html" target="new">cereal</a>, sweet potato <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/11/sweet-potato-soup-with-colby-jack.html" target="new">soup</a>, yummy <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/11/easy-applesauce-muffins-for-thanksgiving.html" target="new">muffins</a> and a fall <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/11/experience-goodness-of-fall-with-pf.html" target="new">salad</a>. Did some fall crafting <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/11/diy-fall-wreath-for-under-700.html" target="new">here</a> and <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/11/thankful-leaves-project.html" target="new">here</a> and <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/11/accidental-thanksgiving-decor.html" target="new">here</a>. Made some Christmas crafts <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/11/christmas-gumdrop-tree.html" target="new">here</a> and <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/11/pretty-pearl-mini-christmas-trees.html" target="new">here</a>.<br /><br />It rained for two days straight and I loved it. It was wet enough for my rain boots and cold enough for my favorite thermal shirts.<br /><br />A neighborhood kid threw a ball in our yard twice and twice he scaled the 5+ ft brick wall to retrieve it himself. My inner spinster unleashed on him and his guardians.<br /><br />I get so much excitement out of being a cat in the new Super Mario 3D World.<br /><br />I'm jonesing for Dance Moms sooooo bad. I've been watching Orange is the New Black to cope, I guess. There are parts (dynamics, relationships, themes) that remind me a bit of the loony bin.<br /><br />It's almost Chanukkah and Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving is at our home this year. We bought a massive Turkey last night.<br /><br />We've been in our new home for just about a year (about a week to go). I've planned a cute photo for then.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-59730912243243819972013-11-01T14:43:00.001-07:002013-11-01T14:44:03.263-07:00Happy November<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/10615170795/" title="Halloween Squash and Gourd"><img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5506/10615170795_b665f8b1eb.jpg" alt="Halloween Squash and Gourd by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/10615170795/">Halloween Squash and Gourd</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>Hello November!<br />
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My energy level today is best described as "catching up on e-mails and Words with Friends moves." <br />
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I didn't get my Day of the Dead stuff projects done in time. Double ugh. But I dressed up as a <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/10/stepford-wife-halloween-costume.html" target="new">Stepford Wife</a> AND a <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/11/halloween-re-cap.html" target="new">Ghostbuster</a> this year.<br />
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More fun updates at <a href="http://www.diyheather.com" target="new">diyheather dot com</a> as I am too lazy to say things twice :) Happy November, dudes.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-5192724391655537872013-10-24T13:29:00.001-07:002013-10-24T13:29:38.630-07:00working super hard<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/10446291236/" title="Halloween China Cabinet"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3726/10446291236_a04493458f.jpg" alt="Halloween China Cabinet by Digital Heather" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/10446291236/">Halloween China Cabinet</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>So this happened! I can't even begin to describe the state of the dishes that normally live in this cabinet. They've obviously been evicted and are so haphazardly strewn all over my house in different rooms. Jason came home and said, "But didn't we buy this cabinet because we needed storage space?" "YEAH YEAH I KNOW I ALREADY HAD THIS ARGUMENT WITH MYSELF-- I'M NOT HAVING IT AGAIN!!" Hehe. You can take a better look <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/10/halloween-china-cabinet.html" target="new">over here</a>.<br /><br />One of my Pandora stations is so dang perfect. Fiona Apple. Toria Amos. Sarah McLachlan. The Cranberries. Mazzy Star. 90s Heather is satisfied.<br /><br />I watched the Katy Perry movie on Netflix. I already liked her a fair amount but I really fell in love with her after watching it. I love to see people do well when they've worked hard. People who deserve it. It warms my heart. Don't be fooled-- I get plenty jealous here and there. There's a part of the movie... should I say spoiler alert? I always ruin things. Okay so SPOILER ALERT!!! There's a part where she has to start getting ready for a concert and she's uncontrollably sobbing because her marriage is over. She takes a moment then begins getting ready. On stage, she's crying during a song, and the entire stadium starts crying and chanting that they love her in Spanish. It was very touching. I had to get up and go kiss my sleeping husband because I was just so overcome with emotion.<br /><br />I've been in a hospital bed, uncontrollably sobbing because I thought I was insane and my marriage was over. It's a tough place to be. It's a tough memory to have. It's still very real if I close my eyes. I wonder when it will go away or how it will age with time but I guess it's good to have around for comparison. I'm blessed. I'm thankful.<br /><br />In less sappy news, my stuff has been featured around the interwebs lately! In a good way! This is such a big deal to me. It such a personal achievement and reward because I don't know the people who picked my content or wrote about it. I don't even know them from the internet or blogging circuit. I had to double and triple check. Check out my creations featured on <a href="http://thestir.cafemom.com/food_party/162538/this_spooky_cute_cookie_recipe" target="new">The Stir dot com</a>, <a href="http://todaysmama.com/2013/10/9-halloween-cupcake-treats/?pid=670" target="new">Today's Mama dot com</a>, <a href="http://www.mommymusings.com/10-halloween-cupcakes/" target="new">Mommy Musings dot com</a>, and <a href="http://craftsncoffee.com/2013/10/10/fun-and-easy-halloween-candy-crafts-for-kids-of-all-ages/" target="new">Crafts 'n Coffee</a>!<br /><br />I've been working super hard (baking and blogging and all that other jazz) for two years now but I got super serious about it this last June. Then I got even serious-er this month and maybe I overdid what my body is capable of. I've reached many personal goals lately. It feels so good to make something happen. So it's time for more goals and more hard work :)</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-21259540937161600282013-10-15T02:47:00.001-07:002013-10-15T02:47:21.374-07:00carrying the torch for some mysteries<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/3964311847/" title="like snowflakes"><img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2456/3964311847_6e6e5e7897.jpg" alt="like snowflakes by Digital Heather" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/3964311847/">like snowflakes</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>I just figured out my Halloween costume. Can't tell cause you'll copy me. I just might make it a diy article. Who knows. Ideas are just ideas until I actually get moving.<br /><br />I straightened my hair today to see exactly how long it was getting. Since this never happens, I figured <a href="http://snapwidget.com/v/566712831271246566#.Ul0JDFCsh8E" target="new">I'd share</a>.<br /><br />I'm back to a schedule of being awake 30+ hours then sleeping for 3 and then 30 and 3 rinse, repeat. Not on purpose. Not because I'm some kind of fancy doctor with a life. Just my body and pain. It stinks. I'd like to go back on a sleeping aide (I've probably mentioned this a million times already) but I think that's part of what made me go crazy. Twice. So never mind.<br /><br />In the meantime I'm watching a ton of Netflix. I can't watch scary movies and even the mildly scary ones that I can watch I will only watch during the day and with another person. But my husband is gone during the day. So I compromised and watched a documentary about The Shining, called Room 237.<br /><br />It's mildly interesting. I always spoil things for everyone so SPOILER ALERT!!-- but they say that Kubrick filmed the fake moon landing and the Shining is his kind of story/confession to that. It's seriously interesting. They also talk a lot about the parallels between the film and themes of genocide against the Jews and the native Americans. I felt kind of cheated for never hearing any of this ever before, especially not in any of the like four college film classes I took (the parallels, not the conspiracy theory stuff).<br /><br />Having said of all of this, the documentary is also filmed very strangely and some of the people talking take forever to convey their points or findings as if they are still forming opinions in real time. I literally yelled at the TV... "T-t-t-today, Junior!" (Quoting Billy Madison like it's still 1995) And it sounds like parts were filmed using Skype as one guy has to get up to go to another room and quiet his noisy child. Watch the first half for sure but only watch the rest if you've got nothing else to do. There are some gems and pearls worth hearing but you have to fish through the turds to get there. I was disappointed that they never made any mention of the weird scene with a maybe-sex-act between the man and the person in the dog suit. I have spent my entire life (I saw this movie way before I should have) wondering about it and if I don't know by now, I don't think I want to Google and know. I need to keep carrying the torch for <i>some</i> mysteries.<br /><br />My Halloween cookies are featured on <a href="http://thestir.cafemom.com/food_party/162538/this_spooky_cute_cookie_recipe" target="new">the stir dot com</a>. My week has been made so I'm staying in bed 'til Friday.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-9145910693363227212013-10-13T01:50:00.001-07:002013-10-13T02:00:08.053-07:00a steady hand<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/10229654243/" title="Bela Lugosi"><img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2851/10229654243_228b37d18c.jpg" alt="Bela Lugosi by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/10229654243/">Bela Lugosi</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>I'm gearing up to decorate for Halloween this weekend. It required some brainstorming because this is a smaller house with less counter and table space for necessary decor. Compared to our last house, I'm short an entire (and boy was it large) kitchen island and a dining room. I got creative and will share when I'm done so stay tuned.<br />
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I did a mini-house tour today to show off spooky stuff in our house that stays up all year long. This picture is from that project. Click <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/10/mini-house-tour.html" target="new">here to check it out</a> on diyHeather.com. <br />
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The rednecks in the neighborhood are always shooting off fireworks and it drives me up the wall. The dog goes into a full-force frenzy and pees everywhere. I think she is a reincarnated WWII soldier with PTSD. I understand that many dogs are afraid of fireworks-- I'm just saying that in my dog's specific case it's the reincarnation and PTSD that makes the most sense. <br />
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I still can't wrap my brain around how they (the Redneckians) can afford to spend so much money on them (the fireworks) regularly. Like how can you afford a mortgage, bills, booze, cigarettes and fireworks on a regular basis? My friend suggested that's what happens when both partners have jobs and my stinkeye still won't subside. (Because I don't work.. get it?) They also just sit out in their garage all night watching a mounted flat screen. You got me! I'm jealous! They're better than me though because they have better stuff to do (like shooting off fireworks) than blog about me to the world wide interwebs.<br />
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My husband and I also have an on-going argument that Max from Catfish is gay. I say he is and J disagrees. Either way that man has enviously steady hands and probably carpal tunnel from constantly filming with tiny cameras. I say enviously because I wish I could just take a still shot the first time without it being blurry but my hands are dancing their way into old age.<br />
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Unrelated but related: I miss Dance Moms and Snooki lookin' so goooood! Totally serious. I spend half of the week wishing I was skinny and the other half wishing I was pregnant so I can go back to gaining mad weight.<br />
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The end!</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-82032860928833084932013-10-09T22:48:00.001-07:002013-10-09T22:52:49.537-07:00truly uncultured<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/10180040794/" title="Halloween 2013 Cookies"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7335/10180040794_173003f518.jpg" alt="Halloween 2013 Cookies by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
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Speaking of disappointment... I'm just as disappointed in American Horror Story Coven as I thought I would be. It's no Murder House. And it certainly isn't Asylum. It's a hot, rushed, mess. I also made the mistake of watching it while eating dinner with J. The first half was gorier than I'd like when eating leftover meatloaf.<br />
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We had a <a href="http://snapwidget.com/v/562585000924682516#.UlY-qFCsh8E" target="new">lizard in our house</a> yesterday. I'm so baffled about how. Just the other day our neighbors said they kept finding lizards in their house. We were trying to figure out a way to quietly catch it without Bowie noticing but were unsuccessful. She figured it out. RIP Lizard. The picture is pre-Bowie, so he is alive and happy.<br />
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I've been keeping up with my Halloween/Fall baking way better than I anticipated. I made <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/10/sweet-little-ghost-cupcakes.html" target="new">ghost cupcakes</a>, <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/10/banana-and-chocolate-chip-streusel.html" target="new">yummy streusel muffins</a>, and <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/10/easy-halloween-cookies_9.html" target="new">Halloween sugar cookies</a> (seen above).</p><br />
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So much baking. And then writing about baking. And listening to The Smiths and Information Society to keep me sitting and focused. Long hours. The house smells like pumpkin and chocolate. Totally awesome, but I can't even describe the level of chaos and disorder in my kitchen right now. I made <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/09/pumpkin-kissed-oatmeal-cookies.html" target="new">cookies</a>, and <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/09/franken-berry-cupcakes.html" target="new">cupcakes</a>, and then <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/2013/10/halloween-pumpkin-pizzelles.html" target="new">more cookies</a>.<br />
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I'm super behind in my shows too. We finally just watched Boardwalk Empire tonight. Which reminds me, my entire life has been spent confusing Daryl Hannah with Patricia Arquette and vice versa-- with no offense to either actress. I'm just an idiot.<br />
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Have I mentioned my disappointment with decorations and goodies in the stores for Halloween 2013? No one has anything that I'm super in love with. Target usually delivers but their selection is meh compared to previous years. World Market has some really cute items that are reproductions of vintage Halloween designs. And they have cute Day of the Dead stuff. Other than that, I'm so let down.<br />
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I've been compensating by buying Halloween cookie cutters and sprinkles. I'm up to 20-something cutters and 15 bottles of sprinkles. This sounds like madness, but just wait. It will all make sense, gentle viewer. Stay tuned.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-61353453220261194312013-09-28T00:24:00.001-07:002013-09-28T01:48:26.131-07:00the adjacent farmville<br />
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<p>I've mentioned before that I live in a small farm town, I think. We've lived here almost a year. I hate that the grocery and drug stores aren't 24 hours. I grew up in what I thought was a small town until I moved here. There are times I feel like I live in the tiny town from Footloose, circa the Bacon version of course, but that's just me being dramatic.<br />
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I'm thankful that my life hit the fan in this little town because we won't live here forever. No one will remember what happened if you're catching my drifts.<br />
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Another reason I actually like living here is that I'm an hour away from where I used to live and grew up. There's no chance of running into someone. This a great way to avoid people I don't want to know anymore and is a nice break from people I like when I'm feeling overwhelmed and anti-social.<br />
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Until recently. I saw <a href="http://digitalheather.blogspot.com/2013/08/awkward-females.html" target="new">the girl who picked my scabs while I spent the night at her house in junior high</a>. Ugh. We looked right at each other and neither of us said anything. I don't think I smiled. I don't think I ever smile unless I tell myself to. I recognized her but I dunno if she recognized me. We were in the same aisle for a few awkward minutes and then it was over.<br />
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What is she doing here? What is she doing in my Target? My Target is out in the middle of nowhere and you wouldn't be shopping there unless you also lived in the adjacent farmville. So she must live here. Here. Ugh.<br />
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This tiny farm town is only big enough for the one of us. Me. I hate to sound like a mean girl, because I'm not, but she's such a hot mess and I look so good for thirty. The end.</p></p><br />
P.S. <a href="http://www.diyheather.com/" target="new">diyheather.com</a> is s'all good again.Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-50338946511855810462013-09-26T16:29:00.001-07:002013-09-26T16:29:59.696-07:00subtle and not-so-subtle<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9958029594/" title="Milk, Eggs, and Butter"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7369/9958029594_abc5dbf15e.jpg" alt="Milk, Eggs, and Butter by Digital Heather" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9958029594/">Milk, Eggs, and Butter</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>So I ate 11 of the 12 Breaking Bad cupcakes. My scale hasn't confirmed it yet but I'm going to get fat. My husband only ate one because he "wasn't crazy" about the frosting. He hates cherries-- fake, real, whatever. The frosting tasted more like almond but whatever. Word on the street is he was a very picky eater as a child. I won't even get into it. I've tried my damnedest to beat it out of him and we have made some serious progress in the last ten years. Oh well. So that's why I ate practically all of them.<br /><br />I had a kind-of awesome job interview yesterday. It's kind of a big deal but also ambiguous so I'm not trying to be cryptic-- there isn't really anything to say about it but I'm semi-mentioning it anyway.<br /><br />Diyheather.com is still being transferred and it's driving me crazy that it's not working right now. With the site down, I haven't been working on any content since Sunday. I've been watching a lot of television. I started watching Orange is the New Black, Catfish, and The Goldbergs.<br /><br />I heard about Orange is the New Black on Reddit in an AMA with a gentleman who works as a prison guard at a female prison. A lot of people kept making references to and asking if it was anything like OitNB. I saw it the next time I loaded up Netflix (it's a Netflix original series) and it's by the same creator as Weeds. I really loved Weeds. Weeds was a spectacular show until I got smart and fell in love with Breaking Bad. Having said that, I still like Weeds and cried when it ended.<br /><br />Orange is the New Black reminds me a little of Weeds. The dialogue. The subtle and not-so-subtle hints of social and political commentary. It's okay. I'm not in love with it but keep watching it to see what's going to happen next. I guess you could say I'm mildly invested.<br /><br />I'm also incredibly stuck on Candy Crush lately.<br /><br />This seems like such a forced and half-ass post. My apologies.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-90434879389591815922013-09-23T18:09:00.001-07:002013-09-24T01:04:50.017-07:00blue meth candy<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heathersays/9906703855/" title="Breaking Bad Cupcake"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7390/9906703855_696e2302a9.jpg" alt="Breaking Bad Cupcake by Heather Says" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heathersays/9906703855/">Breaking Bad Cupcake</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heathersays/">Heather Says</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>I had so much fun making these yesterday. My husband even helped me a lot-- he helped wash and dry dishes in between each stage and even made the blue candy meth. I'm happy he had the day off and we finally got these done. I have wanted to do these for awhile now. I'm surprised that no one (at least according to all my Googling) has thought of playing off of the characters names for the flavors/colors. Oh well. We got these finished just in time for yesterday's episode. I don't want Breaking Bad to end, but I don't know what other direction the series would take if it didn't end. It has to end. So I'll get over it.<br />
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<a href="http://heathersays.hubpages.com/hub/How-to-Make-Breaking-Bad-Cupcakes" target="new">Click here for recipes and instructions.</a><br />
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Not pregnant. Sooooo not pregnant. I don't know if I mentioned how great I've been feeling since the end of July? Or how great I <i>was</i> feeling. My endometriosis is creeping back, showing her face around here again. I was writhing in pain on the bathroom floor this morning, swimming in a puddle of my own tears and snot. I dunno what I'm going to do with myself-- except just deal with each day and just joke about it when I can. I asked our friend/neighbor if her daughter had a sterile doctor's playset capable of performing a hysterectomy and if she would take my insurance and if not could I pay her in fake blue meth. She gave me a referral to a neighbor that probably would accept my blue meth candy as payment ;)</p><br />
<a href="//www.pinterest.com/pin/create/button/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fdigitalheather.blogspot.com%2F2013%2F09%2Fblue-meth-candy.html&media=http%3A%2F%2Ffarm8.staticflickr.com%2F7390%2F9906703855_696e2302a9.jpg&description=Breaking%20Bad%20Cupcakes%20-%20Walter%20White%20Cupcakes%20with%20Jesse%20Pinkman%20Frosting%20and%20Blue%20Sky%20Crystals" data-pin-do="buttonPin" data-pin-config="none"><img src="//assets.pinterest.com/images/pidgets/pin_it_button.png" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-47705382546924934062013-09-21T21:54:00.001-07:002013-09-21T21:57:01.365-07:00like a droid now<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9867427615/" title="Boo Berry Ghost Squares"><img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2865/9867427615_ba81003c07.jpg" alt="Boo Berry Ghost Squares by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9867427615/">Boo Berry Ghost Squares</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>These came out so good. Jason and I have pretty much eaten all of them. They're made out of Boo Berry monster cereal. If you've never had Boo Berry... it kind of tastes like Captain Crunch's crunchberries. I have an awesome idea for each box of General Mills Monster cereal, actually.<br />
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<a href="http://heathersays.hubpages.com/hub/Boo-Berry-Marshmallow-Treats" target="new">Boo Berry Ghost Squares recipe and tips can be found here.</a><br />
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In the meantime, my kitchen is such a mess. I asked Jason if we could just burn it down and start over but he said we can't afford to right now. I've been baking up a storm like a cute little wife. Tomorrow is another long baking day.<br />
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I spent today at my childhood home helping my dad do restoration stuff. I found a box in the attic with old light fixtures in it. It had a hand-written note inside from my oldest sister. It said, "This box was carefully packed on July 1, 1986 by Robin Hinchliffe." I got a kick out of it and took some pics but they came out as black rectangles? Again... I blame iOS7.<br />
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Are you rolling in your grave, Steve Jobs? Because I think you are. I hope you are. My phone feels like a droid now... in more ways than one. Attack of the <strike>droids</strike> clones. Cough.</p><br />
<a href="//www.pinterest.com/pin/create/button/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fdigitalheather.blogspot.com%2F2013%2F09%2Flike-droid-now.html&media=http%3A%2F%2Ffarm3.staticflickr.com%2F2865%2F9867427615_ba81003c07.jpg&description=Boo%20Berry%20Marshmallow%20Treats" data-pin-do="buttonPin" data-pin-config="none"><img src="//assets.pinterest.com/images/pidgets/pin_it_button.png" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-81322102237610904182013-09-20T15:18:00.001-07:002013-09-20T15:20:19.490-07:00for Pete's sake<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9843481625/" title="Banana Pumpkin Muffins"><img src="http://farm6.staticflickr.com/5509/9843481625_bde0d07357.jpg" alt="Banana Pumpkin Muffins by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9843481625/">Banana Pumpkin Muffins</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>These are the fruits of my labors. At least some of them. I made 38 muffins and 6 loaves of bread. What was I thinking? I was trying to perfect a recipe. The dog and husband didn't seem to mind so yay! <a href="http://heathersays.hubpages.com/hub/Pumpkin-Banana-Loaf" target="new">Click here</a> for recipe and tips.<br />
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I don't like iOS7.0. It feels like I have a completely different phone and I'm old-ladying around trying to figure things out. Ugh. Story of my life.<br />
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Jeopardy! turned 30. I didn't know we were the same age. They have a new stage that I also dislike. What is the theme here? That I dislike change? Maybe. Anyway. I'll take it up with Alex when I'm on the show. Someday. I'm brushing up on my world geography, the Civil War and Shakespeare-- otherwise I'm golden. I missed the online test last time because I was kind of in the hospital from an overdose. Enough of a reason to stay sane, right? ;)<br />
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I'm determined to not be funny and wear something nice for Pete's sake. I've learned from everyone else's cringe-worthy mistakes.</p><br />
<a href="//www.pinterest.com/pin/create/button/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fdigitalheather.blogspot.com%2F2013%2F09%2Ffor-pete-sake.html&media=http%3A%2F%2Ffarm6.staticflickr.com%2F5509%2F9843481625_bde0d07357.jpg&description=Banana%20Pumpkin%20Muffins" data-pin-do="buttonPin" data-pin-config="none"><img src="//assets.pinterest.com/images/pidgets/pin_it_button.png" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-82070814848115590632013-09-18T16:23:00.001-07:002013-09-18T16:23:24.441-07:00One teaspoon at a time.<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9808825996/" title="One Teaspoon"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7396/9808825996_329af85e5c.jpg" alt="One Teaspoon by Digital Heather" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9808825996/">One Teaspoon</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>I'm doing a ton of baking today. My kitchen is such a mess right now.<br /><br />I'm also in the process of transferring web hosting companies. It's such a headache and I feel so much more confused than I probably should be. But whatever. It will sort itself out and the house smells far too heavenly to be too upset about it right now.<br /><br />One teaspoon at a time.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-9806573883741055742013-09-17T21:08:00.001-07:002013-09-17T21:08:04.811-07:00someone poisoned the water hole<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9794965085/" title="Breakfast Traditions"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3804/9794965085_c214893117.jpg" alt="Breakfast Traditions by Digital Heather" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9794965085/">Breakfast Traditions</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>Me: Can we stop at Target? I wanna see if they put out the monster cereals yet. I think I want to grab some Count Chocula for a food blog idea.<br /><br />Five boxes of cereal later. My husband is still shaking his head and then admitted he doesn't even like Count Chocula.<br /><br />My all-time favorite monster is the Creature from the Black Lagoon. While I'm bummed that he doesn't have his own cereal, I can't say that it would be something appetizing. His diet was a lot like Gollum's I guess. And I don't want any of that.<br /><br />Speaking of gross stuff-- our local water recently had E Coli. We don't normally consume tap water anyway so that didn't change anything but I did feel regal brushing my teeth with ice cold bottled water. It's fixed now. Supposedly. I'm still wary. My husband exhausted his Woody impression and jokes about how someone poisoned the water hole.<br /><br />Oh well. Stay tuned for awesomeness.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-45596177069688861912013-09-16T23:09:00.001-07:002013-09-16T23:13:48.365-07:00my favorite traditions<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9781840434/" title="Pumpkin Pancakes for Monday Night Dinner"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7444/9781840434_44fa95a2d6.jpg" alt="Pumpkin Pancakes for Monday Night Dinner by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9781840434/">Pumpkin Pancakes for Monday Night Dinner</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>I had a pretty full weekend ;)<br />
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I spent part of it with a friend for her birthday. We did some cowboy bar hopping and fell asleep by 9:00pm like the old ladies we are. I treasure her-- probably because we met in a loony bin. She knows me in ways most people can't.<br />
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When you call yourself DIY Heather, people are going to ask you to do things or even expect you to do them. Like staining cabinets. I spent the rest of my weekend staining the brand new kitchen cabinets at my parent's house/childhood home. It took forever but I was happy to do it. The whole process from the flood to this new home taking form before me is a bit of a bittersweet process. I keep saying this. I know. I'm going to miss the countertops, tile and linoleum circa 1980. I'm not going to... I already do since they've been gone for months now.<br />
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We had homemade pumpkin yogurt pancakes for dinner tonight. It was a festive whim turned <a href="http://heathersez.blogspot.com/2013/09/pumpkin-yogurt-pancakes.html" target="new">last minute food blogging</a>. I love fall and the flavors associated with which. I know how it feels to live in a snowglobe-- I live in a desert that never feels like fall and my favorite traditions feel fake and strange because it's still over 100 degrees outside. Oh well.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-61446523120024581292013-09-11T04:48:00.001-07:002013-09-11T05:20:10.337-07:00the end result<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9721447281/" title="Potato and Broccoli Latkes"><img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2834/9721447281_273b524a3f.jpg" alt="Potato and Broccoli Latkes by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9721447281/">Potato and Broccoli Latkes</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>Okay I can't not mention Dance Moms...<br />
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As much as I don't care for Candy Apples and their gimmickry and drama-- that voodoo dance was quite good. I also won't miss Asia or her bug-eyed mother. Have I ever mentioned my thoughts on Asia? I hate to say something not nice about a little girl but... She has too much sass. She reminds me of a miniature drag queen-- and not in a good way. I always cringe at the shots where she and her mother have dance offs. I'm also not a member of team Leslie and Peyton. Peyton always has an opened mouth and a dumb look on her face-- like a certain young woman from a popular vampire franchise. Gaping open mouths are a pet peeve of mine.<br />
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Anyway.<br />
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A couple weeks ago I added broccoli to my homemade potato latkes and fell in love with the end result. I've made three batches since then. I finally got around to perfecting the recipe and taking pics for foodblogging. <a href="http://heathersays.hubpages.com/hub/Potato-and-Broccoli-Latkes" target="new">You can find the recipe and instructions here.</a><br />
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I've got some neat food and craft ideas coming up that will keep me incredibly busy-- per usual.<br />
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I've been on instagram quite a bit lately. If you wanna follow me, my username is <a href="http://instagram.com/hetherrd" target="new">hetherrd</a>. It's a little play on my name but gets lost in translation and from a lack of spaces and periods. Should look like Hether Rd. Get it? Corny.</p><br />
<a href="//pinterest.com/pin/create/button/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fdigitalheather.blogspot.com%2F2013%2F09%2Fthe-end-result.html&media=http%3A%2F%2Ffarm3.staticflickr.com%2F2834%2F9721447281_273b524a3f.jpg&description=Potato%20and%20Broccoli%20Latkes" data-pin-do="buttonPin" data-pin-config="none"><img src="//assets.pinterest.com/images/pidgets/pin_it_button.png" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-8928711609215138052013-09-09T20:10:00.001-07:002013-09-09T20:10:18.221-07:00very different from me<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9702367385/" title="She's Stacked"><img src="http://farm3.staticflickr.com/2894/9702367385_e7c0284070.jpg" alt="She's Stacked by Digital Heather" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9702367385/">She's Stacked</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>What a Sunday.<br /><br />New episodes of RHONJ, Breaking Bad, AND Boardwalk Empire. I didn't even realize Boardwalk was back until we sat down for Breaking Bad. What a nice surprise. Not a bad episode. Needed more Margaret Schroeder and Van Alden. I guess having said that makes me realize they're probably my favorite characters. Aside from Harrow, who was in the episode. I'm also a bit of a fan of Al Capone. It sounds so weird saying it, but he's such a handsome, likable character in this show. He reminds me (and Jason too) of Joe Giudice from Real Housewives of New Jersey. So sometimes we call Al Capone "Juicy Joe." That's probably a weird comparison but oh well.<br /><br />People usually give me a funny look, a hard time, or both when they find out I watch shows like Real Housewives or Jersey Shore. Is it typical? Maybe. There are life lessons to be learned in there. Somewhere. Trust me. I also just enjoy people. People like me. People very different from me. Etc. For the record-- I don't watch any of the Kardashian shows. I'm still very confused about who they are or why they have shows. I know of their parents but still don't get it.<br /><br />It rained so much today. I opened up the house again. That's two days in a row. It's supposed to be back to triple digits by the end of the week-- but it's such a nice break for now. It's like living on a totally different planet for me.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-58637967669001928372013-09-08T15:01:00.001-07:002013-10-04T01:50:14.499-07:00a lazy Sunday coma<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9702364177/" title="Dancing Curtains"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3813/9702364177_cf8bab7ee8.jpg" alt="Dancing Curtains by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9702364177/">Dancing Curtains</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>It's only 86 degrees right now with a high of 90. Maybe it really is September. Triple digits until Halloween is standard. A tradition even, because that sounds more festive. But I'll take it.<br />
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I have the whole house open because not only is it cooler but actually breezy. I love the way that curtains dance in the breezes. I could watch it for hours and slip into a lazy Sunday coma.<br />
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We have a rather large southwestern brown widow that has built quite a penthouse between the strands of our patio lights. When we let Bowie out, we each take turns watching her through the sliding glass door. We make squinty Dad faces like we aren't wearing our glasses-- but we always are. Grossed out faces. Curious faces. As I was watching her last night while Bowie did her business, Jason called out from the kitchen--<br />
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"Is it moving? I hate when it moves!"<br />
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My husband hates and fears spiders. Not that I don't. I do. But I have to fear them a little less because I am the designated spider-killer. I've left her alone so far because our bug guy is coming anyway. There are a few widows living on the patio and I'd just rather not mess with it. It's not as bad as it was when we moved in last year. The entire backyard was infested with black widows. It was horrible.<br />
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I also can't bring myself to kill her because she's full of babies. Or her web is, rather. I don't want to be there when they come. It grosses me out. And I know my husband is going to absolutely lose his mind. But I still can't kill her. I'm also not brave enough to catch her and move her somewhere else. I figure if we don't bother her, she won't bother us. She's high enough up that the dog won't mess with her either.<br />
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I dunno if it's Charlotte's Web, semi-current-events or what exactly. I just can't kill her.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-65268209875735615452013-09-07T16:26:00.001-07:002013-09-07T16:27:00.576-07:00a new perspective<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9690934606/" title="Honey, I Shrunk the Kids"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7330/9690934606_68a8d94781.jpg" alt="Honey, I Shrunk the Kids by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9690934606/">Honey, I Shrunk the Kids</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>All the rain has brought some life to our unfinished, downright desolate backyard. I sat in the dirt and snapped this photo with my phone literally on the ground. I love getting a new perspective. It can change my whole day.<br />
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These guys are going to be weeds worthy of my cursing and dirty looks. But for now, they're cute little babies.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-64306203059352263802013-09-06T14:14:00.001-07:002013-09-06T14:14:24.974-07:00eating things that you're not supposed to eat<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9680241887/" title="vintage jar and bottle"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3753/9680241887_ec0a7e5b47.jpg" alt="vintage jar and bottle by Digital Heather" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9680241887/">vintage jar and bottle</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>Okay. Epiphany time. It's about death.<br /><br />Do I sound stupid when I say I'm afraid of dying? If you're familiar, you're rolling your eyes. Otherwise, you have some reading to do.<br /><br />But I am. I had a thought that made me a little more comfortable with dying. One of my favorite songs is "Love Will Tear Us Apart" by Joy Division. If Ian Curtis hadn't died, New Order wouldn't have formed. I can't imagine living in a world without "True Faith," "Age of Consent," "Temptation," "Bizzarre Love Triangle," and duh, "Blue Monday." Is this selfish? Probably. I loved both bands since childhood but it wasn't until much later in life that I discovered their connection.<br /><br />I think this idea will pop up when I'm talking to my children about death. When they ask, that is. And then we pull out the vinyl if they're not already familiar.<br /><br />In other news. I spent an entire day at the Brass Armadillo. I think it was once a supermarket but is now a two-floor antique store. It takes FOREVER to look at everything. It's one of the few perks to living this far west in the valley. I was looking specifically for a vintage Sprite bottle from a collection made for and distributed in the National Parks in the 60s. That sounds pretentious. Oh well. I settled for this one. Not from the Park series. It was still sealed and my husband frowned a bit as I poured history down the drain. That soda was almost older than both of us combined. It looked like it. There was a nasty, slimy film on the inside of the bottle that required a little elbow grease. I won't lie-- I was tempted to taste the incredibly old soda. But I didn't. I have a very bad history of eating things that you're not supposed to eat. Glow stick glow (as a teenager). Tire sealant (as a teenager). So much raw cake batter I went to the ER (last year). I wouldn't call it pica. I'm just an idiot.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-17767480157260349242013-09-05T17:19:00.001-07:002013-09-08T01:15:16.756-07:00add it to the list<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9680701821/" title="Sprite Biscuits Recipe"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3751/9680701821_414512c763.jpg" alt="Sprite Biscuits Recipe by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9680701821/">Sprite Biscuits Recipe</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>I love biscuits. Actually I just love anything bread/flour related. Period. But biscuits are amazing. I made biscuits using <a href="http://heathersays.hubpages.com/hub/Recipe-for-Sprite-Biscuits" target="new">this recipe</a> a few times already because they are so good. It's the closest thing to a KFC biscuit that I've ever tasted.<br />
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Confession time: I don't like biscuits and gravy. People usually lose their minds when I say that. Same goes for when I say I dislike The Walking Dead or Firefly. And Doctor Who. People. Lose. Their minds. So just add it to the list.<br />
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I saw a discussion on Reddit where people were saying, "You shouldn't marry me because..." and then fill in the blank. I never opened it up but you shouldn't marry me because I don't like Dr. Who. It's probably a big deal because I think everyone in the entire world loves that show. Good thing for me I'm already married.</p><br />
<a href="//pinterest.com/pin/create/button/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fdigitalheather.blogspot.com%2F2013%2F09%2Fadd-it-to-list.html&media=http%3A%2F%2Ffarm4.staticflickr.com%2F3751%2F9680701821_414512c763.jpg&description=Sour%20Cream%20Biscuits" data-pin-do="buttonPin" data-pin-config="none"><img src="//assets.pinterest.com/images/pidgets/pin_it_button.png" /></a>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-23277862367158167642013-09-04T12:46:00.001-07:002013-09-04T12:46:24.709-07:00my sweet treats<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9672128593/" title="September"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7413/9672128593_b144cd80dd.jpg" alt="September by Digital Heather" /></a><br/><span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9672128593/">September</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>I asked for rain and she came. It's been so stormy. We've had to cancel our Joshua Tree adventures three times now.<br /><br />So I've been baking a lot instead. Baking faster than I can blog about it. Baking faster than Jason and I can eat everything. We don't know our neighbors. If we did, I'd just unload all my <a href="http://heathersez.blogspot.com/search/label/food" target="new">foodbloggingfood</a> on them. I know that somewhere, in our neighborhood, there is a pedophile, because we got something in the mail about it. I don't know him. Or where he lives. And he doesn't get my sweet treats.<br /><br />Speaking of children... we are officially trying again. We had to wait two cycles post-miscarriage and surgery. I thought it would take a million years for my body to re-acclimate but nope. We good. So we'll see. Getting pregnant would be awesome, duh, but it would make me quit the soda again. I caved from stress last month. It could be a lot worse. I'm only drinking two cans a day and also drinking <a href="http://heathersez.blogspot.com/2013/06/a-berry-good-smoothie-recipe.html" target="new">my ensure smoothies</a> and water-- but I'd like to get back down to zero cans.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-70216119984934716712013-08-23T12:58:00.001-07:002013-08-23T13:03:30.224-07:00to satisfy childhood dreams<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9534213240/" title="Shade Pull"><img src="http://farm8.staticflickr.com/7366/9534213240_46d6f65994.jpg" alt="Shade Pull by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9534213240/">Shade Pull</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>It's been a gloomy couple of days. Everything suggests rain but no one ever follows through. Probably just an anti-social sun and lucky for him, I can relate.<br />
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I think my resume is buried in a broken computer somewhere so I had to make a new one from scratch. It took forever but had to get done. By the end, I was feeling really accomplished. In more ways than one. I had some dumb jobs in the last 13 years but also did some things that I'm quite proud of.<br />
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I had a hard time falling asleep last night so I was watching the long block of ALF episodes that play on the Hub that late. I found myself distracted, wondering what happened to the cast because aside from the dad, I never saw anyone else in anything, I think ever. Long story short, the boy, Brian, looks exactly the same. He's a couple years older than J and I and he actually lives here in Phoenix. I was creeping his google plus and various other places he exists online. They're out of date by like a year. He turned into a handsome man, for sure. Anyway.<br />
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When my sleuthing began on IMDB, I happened to see the new news about Batman. I don't have a comment. Yes I do. I think if we're going to pick unlikely Batman characters, Mark Wahlberg is a better choice than Ben Affleck. I almost woke my husband up to tell him the bad news, but resisted.<br />
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More late night browsing on my phone led to the discovery that Joshua trees actually grow in Arizona. I feel like an idiot living here my whole life and not knowing that. I've been dying to go to Joshua park since I was a kid. I would watch Ellen as a kid and wish I was an adult with cool roommates and we would watch tv outside at night in Joshua Tree park. We tried to check it out a few years ago on the way back from Disney but you have to drive into the park for a considerable distance before you start seeing scenery that's worth taking pictures of. Which is really all I ever think about. So Joshua Tree Forest is a scenic highway in Arizona, about 3 hours from us-- so much closer than Joshua Tree National Park. I've read online that some of the trees here in AZ are bigger than the ones in the California park. So I guess we'll see. This is such a big deal and I have already begun bugging my husband about it. Of course, I'd still like to experience the national park to satisfy childhood dreams and it also contains rock formations I would like to see.<br />
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And to just completely contradict everything I have been saying for 4+ months.... I re-signed up for Facebook. It's a business account, so people just like me and I don't get to see the drama. It's a good compromise, I guess. You can <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/Heather-Rode/1406546386235399" target="new">check it out here</a>.<br />
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Did you watch my vlog the other day about a certain frienemy? Either they are stalking me or this is just a continuation of hard-to-believe coincidences. I opened up instagram, which I barely use, but decided to start using a lot starting yesterday. I had an alert that frienemy started following me. I thought it was a random stranger at first. My husband gave me his, "I told you so" eyes because he insisted frienemy would see video. I kept insisting, I didn't use names. There was a whole lotta insisting going on. I haven't spoken to that person in years and years and years. My guess is 10 but maybe even more. So. Weird.<br />
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My life is never this interesting.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1686854976192552545.post-65028258988937979462013-08-22T14:26:00.001-07:002013-08-22T18:22:27.766-07:00awkward females<div style="margin: 0 0 10px 0; padding: 0; font-size: 0.8em; line-height: 1.6em;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9570429151/" title="Animal Crossing Squid"><img src="http://farm4.staticflickr.com/3705/9570429151_d7f45aafda.jpg" alt="Animal Crossing Squid by Digital Heather" /></a><br />
<span style="margin: 0;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/9570429151/">Animal Crossing Squid</a>, a photo by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ceck0face/">Digital Heather</a> on Flickr.</span></div><p>Flight of the Conchords and Kristen Schaal are coming to my desert! I literally started screaming in the car when we drove by a billboard that said so. Am I typical for being so in love with them and awkward females like Kristen Schaal? I can't even contain my excitement. My animal crossing character has bunny ears because I love Louise (voiced by Kristen Schaal) on Bob's Burgers. You need to know that, Kristen Schaal. Google yourself and read this. That's how my college professors found the things I said about them. Another story for another time.<br />
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<a href="http://digitalheather.blogspot.com/2012/10/my-nerdy-awkward-self.html" target="new">I really do relate to awkward females.</a> I am an awkward female. You don't even know. I scream. I'm annoying. I don't make sense. Some days I wonder why my husband loves me and married me. Sometimes I'm even too much for me.<br />
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I sometimes sit and wonder about people who I lost touch with. I wonder if they ever remember me and think, "Wow that Heather was a real weirdo!" Some people have me beat though.<br />
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I once spent the night at this girl's house in junior high. I fell asleep watching tv with her and when I woke up she was taking my watch off (which she broke) and I had a cut on my arm that was bleeding but was a perfectly fine scab before I fell asleep. I deduced she picked my scab. Was she weird or was it just the 90s? She added me on Facebook a couple years ago and I became more and more enraged by how she constantly tried to out-God, out-husband, and out-baby everyone on her friends list. She unfriended me when I updated my status to congratulate Mr. Obama on his second presidential term. I got my out.<br />
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She is so awkward but I can't relate to her. I'm glad we no longer know each other or have fake social media contact. Add this as another reason why I'm glad I broke up with Facebook. Seriously.</p>Heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03541461888483315387noreply@blogger.com0