33/94 Baking Brownies

Day Thirty-three: The boy and I baked… it’s a good way to wrap up this whirlwind week.

Hi there! I’ve been trying all week to “blog” words, not just pictures, and failing miserably at it. I like to do things in style. Anyhow, I have words and news and things to say—those are all different things, for the record.

I have music pounding in my ears, and usually that gets me on the road to words. But sometimes I just end up grooving—“faux drumming” the house down,  much to IZ’s chagrin (can you believe actually marched into my studio and said, “That’s not writing!” The nerve!)  Tonight, I’m having a hard time working past “My mouth you’re touching, your mouth is running. . . no loving, for nothing, nobody, knock my body out. . . ” Yeah. Actually, Yeah Yeah Yeah’s!

So, I’m going to keep chair dancing, it’s good for the soul, and let the words percolate for another day. Sometimes, you need to “ferment”, you know? And in the meantime, you can try out this brownie recipe from Dear Jillian. We substituted Agave (one for one with the honey) and they’re surprisingly good. Ignore the sodium numbers listed on the recipe, it’s clearly a typo! But I think the rest is accurate. In our convection oven these baked for 20 minutes and came out perfectly. However, wait until they are completely cool to cut—otherwise you’ll end up with the crumbly mess I got!

32/94: Learning Curve

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Day Thirty-two:  After 3 tedious attempts and endless seam-ripping I finally managed to get this trim on evenly. Color me smug. Which was a mistake, because right in the middle of congratulating myself, “No pins! Ha!” I noticed that I’d sewn the trim onto the wrong side of the fabric. Um. . .

29/94: Busted

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Day Twenty-nine: I came home from picking up Boy Wonder at Day Camp to find this. Miss Sophie reigning supreme on our bed… which she knows is verboten!

28/94: Rain Dance

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Day Twenty-eight: Rub-a-dub-dub, our car’s in the tub. And I’m pretty sure it will rain now.

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What are all the numbers about? I’m keeping track of my summer with a photo essay. Each day I’m posting a photo, sometimes with some words thrown in, that captures a part of my day. You can follow along here!