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Tuesday, Tuesday...so good to me?
Dec. 23rd, 2014 12:34 pmMornings...what a simultaneously horrifying and glorious invention!
I am not what one would consider "a morning person." I am, in fact, pretty much the polar opposite thing to "a morning person." Slow to get going. A night owl. (As an aside: OMG! Did you know that apparently "night owl" is synonymous with debauchery according to the thesaurus?! WTF? Just because a person likes to stay up late does not mean that they are up *partying*! But whatever, that's all much more interesting than my breed of night owl, I suppose.) Whatever you call it, whatever you do with it, I've been p.m-oriented my entire life. I can do mornings, generally with many alarms and a great deal of grumbling, but I almost never *choose* mornings.
So I'm always amazed and rather appalled at how much one can accomplish if one deliberately awakens on the early side on a free day. I needed to have some fasting bloodwork done after a medical check up last week, so it had to be done first thing in the morning. Saturday didn't happen and yesterday was no good (plus, Monday mornings are crazy busy at the lab anyway), so I determined to get up between 8:00 and 8:30 this morning, get to the lab to have my blood drawn, and then get my favorite fast food breakfast (an indulgence on a non-workday). And then I was UP.
I came home, sorted out the first couple of boxes of specialty baking ingredients that appear to have arrived yesterday and tracked the remaining packages that are still en route. Then I did some dishes to prepare for baking. Then I made a double batch of these peanut butter cookies, because I actually had all of the ingredients on hand already (pretty much all of the rest of the recipes I want to try call for almond flour, and that is in one of the packages that is supposed to arrive later today or tomorrow.
These peanut butter cookies are not bad. I'd read about the "cooling sensation in the mouth" from the erythritol sweetener, but it's a rather odd experiencing it via peanut butter cookie. Quite distracting, actually. I guess we'll see if I can get used to it. It is a rather spare recipe--just four ingredients. Perhaps the sensation (it's not really a taste, as such) will be less distracting in smaller proportion in a recipe with more flavors going on in it, like chocolate chip walnut cookies. We'll see tomorrow once the almond flour arrives.
And Sunday I called my mother like a dutiful daughter, and yesterday I worked on a friend's book publishing project that I've had in progress for a while. Made excellent additional progress: I submitted the first book for CreateSpace staff review, and then made my friend a Google Spaces website and a business card design. Woo hoo! Look at me! Being all productive and shit!
ETA: And I've pulled the original Into the Woods cast recording off my shelf and am listening to it while I do kitchen things, to whet my appetite for the filmed version (which looks like it's going to be AMAZING), to which I plan on making a Christmas Day matinee excursion! :D
I am not what one would consider "a morning person." I am, in fact, pretty much the polar opposite thing to "a morning person." Slow to get going. A night owl. (As an aside: OMG! Did you know that apparently "night owl" is synonymous with debauchery according to the thesaurus?! WTF? Just because a person likes to stay up late does not mean that they are up *partying*! But whatever, that's all much more interesting than my breed of night owl, I suppose.) Whatever you call it, whatever you do with it, I've been p.m-oriented my entire life. I can do mornings, generally with many alarms and a great deal of grumbling, but I almost never *choose* mornings.
So I'm always amazed and rather appalled at how much one can accomplish if one deliberately awakens on the early side on a free day. I needed to have some fasting bloodwork done after a medical check up last week, so it had to be done first thing in the morning. Saturday didn't happen and yesterday was no good (plus, Monday mornings are crazy busy at the lab anyway), so I determined to get up between 8:00 and 8:30 this morning, get to the lab to have my blood drawn, and then get my favorite fast food breakfast (an indulgence on a non-workday). And then I was UP.
I came home, sorted out the first couple of boxes of specialty baking ingredients that appear to have arrived yesterday and tracked the remaining packages that are still en route. Then I did some dishes to prepare for baking. Then I made a double batch of these peanut butter cookies, because I actually had all of the ingredients on hand already (pretty much all of the rest of the recipes I want to try call for almond flour, and that is in one of the packages that is supposed to arrive later today or tomorrow.
These peanut butter cookies are not bad. I'd read about the "cooling sensation in the mouth" from the erythritol sweetener, but it's a rather odd experiencing it via peanut butter cookie. Quite distracting, actually. I guess we'll see if I can get used to it. It is a rather spare recipe--just four ingredients. Perhaps the sensation (it's not really a taste, as such) will be less distracting in smaller proportion in a recipe with more flavors going on in it, like chocolate chip walnut cookies. We'll see tomorrow once the almond flour arrives.
And Sunday I called my mother like a dutiful daughter, and yesterday I worked on a friend's book publishing project that I've had in progress for a while. Made excellent additional progress: I submitted the first book for CreateSpace staff review, and then made my friend a Google Spaces website and a business card design. Woo hoo! Look at me! Being all productive and shit!
ETA: And I've pulled the original Into the Woods cast recording off my shelf and am listening to it while I do kitchen things, to whet my appetite for the filmed version (which looks like it's going to be AMAZING), to which I plan on making a Christmas Day matinee excursion! :D
