Posts Tagged "fudge"
It’s deja-vu all over again
On this long weekend, instead of being outside, roaming from picnic table to cooler to the grill a la Yogi Bear, I sit at home, attempting to work on my marketing report project for class.
It’s like undergrad all over again!
Of course, when I say “work on” I really mean watching TV, randomly wandering around the internets [I need to distracting sites! One can only check Facebook so many times. Oh wait, I think one of my crops are ready for harvest!] and doing practically anything not directly related to my project, like cleaning my room, though I could easily argue that the mess was mentally distracting and now that it’s all cleaned up, my mind is open and free to think! Of course, I have managed to fit in some remotely related project activities, like weighing packages.
Weighing packages? Oh, I didn’t tell you? My marketing report is on my fudge. Yes, the crack fudge. Or as Pat likes to call it, “chococrack.” Since I revamped the recipe to make it a bit more me [though I am still working on some additional tweeks], I thought it would be a fantastic topic to do my report on, especially since I get a lot of questions about whether or not I should sell it. I figured, since I have to do a thorough research assignment on the possibility of actually going into business, this would be a great fit.
So that leads me to here. Needing to do a bit more research and the only problem is that this research is online, meaning it’s just so easy to wander away down the road to read the latest news update, or check up on some blogs, look at my TweetDeck or see if that crop is ready for a harvestin’.
Nope, not yet.
Sometimes I think I’d be more productive on a computer that doesn’t have internet connection; then I remember we had those. They were called typewriters. But then I realize that it doesn’t matter, I would find a way to not focus on the work and get myself distracted. Maybe that rug could go for a nice vacuuming. Or hey! look! SOLITAIRE!
And to think, I haven’t even had a nap today. I guess that happens when I sleep through the night and wake up at 8:30. Ahh, 8+ hours of sleep. And no ants!
Oh, the ants. They ruined my Friday morning. I was prepared to sleep in on my first day of my four day weekend except they had other plans for me. Other plans that included bothering my mom so much that she felt compelled to CLEAN the room she was sleeping in. And clean it so loudly that I woke up. AT 6:30 IN THE MORNING.
And when I emerged from my room, disheveled and confused, she looked at me and said, “Oh, you’re not going to work today? I’m glad you’re up. NOW I CAN VACUUM.”
And she did. Oy vey.
Read MoreIs it over yet?
Seriously, this week could not end soon enough. I know it’s only Thursday but I had so much for school this past week it’s not even funny.
The quarter system for school is kicking my hapa booty something fierce. I’m so used to having four months to slack off but that doesn’t work when you’re only in class for 11-12 measly weeks. Weeks?! Weeks go by quickly if you’re not careful.
So everything kind of came together this weekend. Big surprise, I know. I had an Economics midterm [thankfully it was a take home!] to work on PLUS I had to bust out a slab of my fudge for my Marketing class project for a focus group I conducted this week AND write up a chapter summary. Wonderful way to spend the weekend huh?
But I’m so glad that I’ve got what I needed to do done. What a relief. Now I’m just waiting for the results of my midterm. I’m usually not this nervous over an exam but the professor had mentioned that people don’t tend to do well on his exams by writing a few paragraphs. At which point my heart sunk because that’s my exam writing style [kind of hard to believe huh?]. I get in, write what needs to be said, and then get out. What’s the point of writing 3 pages when you can say the same thing in 1? That’s just wasted time and energy. I’m like the exam ninja. Or the Marines. We don’t mess around.
The only time I do wander around is when I don’t really know what to say. Alas, that happened a few times on this exam since I was so freaked about making sure I had all the information in a vain attempt at not making my answers consist of a few paragraphs. But by the end of it, I was just so mentally tired that I just wrote what I knew and tried to pretty it up. That is why my first answer was two pages and my next two were merely 3-4 paragraphs.
I think he broke me.
But that’s okay. Now I have a better idea of how he writes his exams and soon will know how he grades so I can be on the up and up for the final. That’s next month [see, the weeks are getting out of control!]. And maybe this time I’ll actually make sure to read the chapters? That would probably be for the best.
This coming from the girl who wrote an entire term paper on a book she didn’t read.
And got an A.
Man that was awesome.
Let’s hope I can score a repeat of that feat.
Anywho, so the fudge focus group amounted to rave reviews. The hard part is always going back over the feedback and hearing the dissenting views, mainly: too much maple or too sweet – though I did get a few “I don’t like nuts” [that’s what she said!] as well. But the sweet and maple thing I already know. I have to make some revisions to the recipe and try it again. I’m hoping to keep some of that signature flavor in the fudge but just tone it down a bit.
But I am most excited about making time to create and try out new flavors. I have a few ideas at the moment but I just haven’t had the time to fully investigate them. Would this be something I could eventually pursue as a real business entity? I’m hoping I can use the analysis that I have to create for class to help figure that out but I need to make time to really figure it out. Seems to be a constant theme. I need more time. I can probably squeeze more time if I spent less of it on the internets. Hmm.
<b>Quote of the week:</b> “I don’t think you can legally sell your fudge. It’s like crack. Save me some of that chococrack.”
Read MoreTake me back to the ballgame!
Yesterday’s game was so much fun. I’m glad the rain broke in time for the first pitch. There were some serious doubts as to whether or not they would actually play it.
But Pat finally showed up in time for the trek to the ballpark where we missed former American Idol winner Taylor Hicks do his thing to the National Anthem. I later heard mixed reviews about the performance.
Though I don’t know what Pat was more excited over, the game or the pound or so of fudge I surprised him with. Considering the way he was protecting the bag as if it were a football, which brought on references to “Necessary Roughness.” Or it could have been the evil introduction to bacon-wrapped hot dogs.
Yeah, I had another one and this one tasted even better, probably because of all the hate it got last time I sampled one. It’s like contraband now. Though at almost $7 a pop [like I guessed] this definitely won’t be an all the time thing. More like once in a blue moon.
Unless Pat ends up having the bbq we discussed featuring our own bacon-wrapped hot dogs. Then it’ll be a twice this summer thing [considering I already have one of those twice this summer dogs hopefully the freak outs will be kept to a minimum this time around].
And what was I most excited by? Catching a glimpse of myself on the jumbotron during a replay of a homerun! I’ve been on the jumbotron a couple times already during the crowd shots [in Detroit and at a Giants game with Jacki, Sally and Nicole] but it’s always a thrill to see yourself up there. Of course with my super bright jacket it’s hard NOT to pick myself out of the crowd.
Hopefully I’ll get the chance to catch a few more games there and in Oakland this year with everyone. We always have such a fun time. And maybe if the bf heads out this way during the summer I can cajole him into taking in a game. Maybe?
Read MoreMaybe I should rebuke that sweater vest…
After all is said and done, I’m sad to see Coach Carr go…thanks for all the hard work and the memories Carr. It was nice having you coach us. Just wish it could have ended a lot better than it did. I have to tip my hat to a very classy guy; so classy that he worked to have his assistants sign two-year extensions last year while redoing his own contract. Way to look out for them.
It’ll be interesting how the search for the new head coach goes. So long as they can beat Ohio State I’m completely game.
Friday was a fun way to kick off the weekend. After work, a group of us went to check out the ice skating rink that was put in at AT&T Park and went skating. We were invited to check it out before it opened to the public on Saturday. It was so much fun. There were only a few of us but we had a great time skating. It took me a moment or two to fully readjust to being on ice skates but I soon acclimated myself fairly well. I had enough time to skate and make it to church on time! That was quite the feat because I always feel bad when I’m late for church. I’m on time for practically everything else but church, which is really, really bad. I’ve been working on that though.
I came home and started working on a new fudge flavor and unfortunately it didn’t come out the way I had hoped. I’ll have to go back and rework it but until then I’ll move on to the next flavor. I also have another idea for another flavor as well. Yum. I just need to work on the execution.
Saturday was pretty busy. I woke up and took myself to the hospital to have my blood drawn for my tests and all the other sample stuff. I was so in a hurry to just get it done so I could go home and eat [I had to fast for 12 hours] and when I got home I had a pretty good grilled ham and cheese sandwich with tomato soup; not as good as the last one but it was up there. I was distressed to find a rather unsightly bruise on my arm where they withdrew the blood. You can even see the injection point but the bruise. I hate the bruise. It made my arm hurt [and yeah, I was way sleepy but I’m always sleepy and draggy after donating blood anyway]. I’m wondering what that woman did to my arm to make it bruise like that; the only other time I bruised was that time I met Barry Zito the first time but that was after the lady had repeatedly jabbed at my arm in a failed attempt to reach my vein. OUCH.
You know what else hurt? Watching Michigan lose to Ohio State AGAIN. I mean, COME ON!
Read MoreYou mean Patagonia isn’t just a brand of jacket?
Am I the only person who still, from time to time, tries to freeze time by touching my index fingers together? I can’t be. There’s got to be someone else who does this. I know that I’ll never be able to stop time but it’s fun to try every once and again, just like we all did after watching that show.
And yes, I did try that yesterday just for kicks.
Okay, can I say how utterly disappointed I am that HWSNBN is potentially in line to return to the Yankees? I mean, what? After all the posturing…for nothing? He better start producing like, all the time. Even when he sleeps. For all that money [while not near the appalling $350 million floor Boras talked up] he needs to be able to heal the sick and walk on water. For real because if he doesn’t then it’s gonna be another rough go round in the Bronx for him.
And that’s without dealing with me. I was prepared to let him leave and start the “healing process” for the both of us; I’d get over him and he’d move on and regain that killer instinct he once had [not to say that he’ll be made completely impotent at the bat if he stays in New York – I know he has it in him, it’ll just be harder]. But if he insists on staying then Godspeed.
I’m amended my original plan. The gingerbread roll will be made the Wednesday before Thanksgiving. The office will most likely close early so I’ll be home with plenty of time to make it. Besides, I would like Lindsey to try it too even though she’s being mean to me right now and refuses to bring home Sprinkles cupcakes for me [or even make crepes while she’s here]. Plus I will be having lunch with Kayli on Saturday so that cuts my baking time. I can bust out the fudge no problem since I plan on getting to the hospital early in the morning [provided I wake up early].
My favorite show started again last night. That’s right folks, Project Runway is back. I completely forgot about it when I got home and just ate, showered and went straight to bed so if you caught it, don’t tell me what happened because I plan on watching it sometime this weekend. I adore Heidi Klum and Tim Gunn but I’m most excited about the bitchy twins, Michael Kors and Nina Garcia. Oh how I love their unabashed comments, even when I think they’re too harsh. They’re fabulous! I was amused to see Santino on The World’s Smartest Model [a.k.a. Lola’s favorite show]. I didn’t watch the episode but I did stop to see what he would do…and for the five minutes I did watch, not much but probably think he got stuck with the two biggest boobs in the world.
With the writer’s strike showing no signs of ending, I’ll be taking the opportunity to catch up on my reruns. I’m sad that the Office only has like, 1 more episode in the can before they’re forced to run reruns [or so I’ve heard] but that means that I’ll be able to catch up on Ugly Betty, which runs during my NBC block. I don’t have Tivo and I can’t remember to make it back to the ABC website to watch the show online [which is great because there’s hardly any commercials! So it only takes, like 40 some odd minutes to get through an entire show]. So I’ll be able to keep myself amused until this all plays out. Maybe I’ll Netflix the Gilmore Girls and catch up on the last few seasons! Or I can figure out more flavors. I’ve got my personal entertainment covered fairly well. Plus, I always have Cartoon Network. All of those shows are reruns anyway so no interference from the strike.
Read More