Taking my cue from a recipe from Martha Stewart Living‘s website, I opted for an easier way to make some coffin-shaped brownies by using a box of Ghirardelli Brownie mix and a sharp knife.
And the price of my craftmanship? All the leftover brownie corners I can eat.
This is a haphazard attempt to dress up some red velvet cupcakes as some bloodshot eyeballs for Halloween.
They’re delicious, but I feel weird eating them while they’re watching me.
One of these days, I’ll probably tire of baking cupcakes. Until then, I’ll just keep on taking pictures.
And eating them.
Guess where I was this weekend? That’s right, mysterious Twin Peaks. I had no idea it was a real place. In any case, it was right down the road from Lake Arrowhead and was absolutely gorgeous, as you can see here. I’m further encouraged to continue my efforts to plan a road trip up the coast with the end goal of Seattle. Until then, I’ll have to content myself with the creature comforts of my apartment.
Finally, you can enjoy the preferred beverage of such fancy famous folk as Hulk Hogan and Brett Michaels.
Because tacky people want to get drunk too.
But seriously, a spontaneous decision to take a drive to Eagle Rock to Galco’s Soda Pop Stop resulted in some very interesting discoveries. I picked up a 4-pack of Bundeberg Ginger Beer, a chai cola, Orangenfruchtsaftlimonade and a bottle of sugar-free Bawlz.
I’d like to thank whoever made the choice to have a car-pool lane on that stretch of the 134.
My consciousness this morning was brought to you by Cafe Bustelo.
And from what I understand, that means the marketing ploy is working.
Hello everyone!
So here’s an update on my fundraising activities for Team in Training. Even though I’m definitely still fundraising and baking cupcakes, I’m no longer doing it for the $3200 goal.
Sadly, when we received our recommitment paperwork for to sign, which basically says that if I can’t reach my fundraising goal by Dec. 30th, then I’d have to make up the difference. Sadly, I couldn’t risk it, so I had to bail. Incidentally, the paperwork was due today, so that’s probably why I waited until now to post this.
But there’s a happy ending to this story!
I’m still raising funds independently for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society because it’s a great cause. I’ve signed up for the PF Chang Half-Marathon in Phoenix in January 17, 2010. Thanks to everyone who has donated so far!
A few years ago, I thought it would be hilarious to write up a sketch portraying an imaginary fitness craze to sweep the fit yet fickle Los Angeles.
I thought the perfect workout for my purposes would be the obviously ridiculous combination of yoga and boxing—or some other inane pairing of clearly incompatible workouts.
And then, I spotted the “Pilates Piloxing” studio. Turns out the joke’s on me.
Here is what remained after Keegan cooked eggs in the skillet this morning for breakfast.
So, I’m guessing that would make this an egg sperm?
My poor little crockpot couldn’t handle the frozen chuck roast I tossed in yesterday, so I had to do a little improvisation. Therefore, the silver tumor it seems to have amassed is nothing more than a pie tin and some aluminum foil.
Believe it or not, it actually worked. After an hour or so, the slab of meat thawed enough for me to smoosh it until it fit inside.
I have to say, though, that when I first put together this little set-up, I felt like the MacGyver of cooking. All that was missing was a Dixie cup, a few rubber bands and a toilet paper roll.
As for the roast, it was delicious.
What a difference a day makes.
So, I was lamenting my fundraising woes yesterday and within a few hours, was feeling more optimistic about my ability to make it to my goal of raising $3,200 for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society and since I last posted, I have earned 5% more toward my goal. Woo hoo! I have one Ms. Kris Jones to thank for that!
Once she saw that I was having trouble finding customers for my Cupcakes for Cancer idea, she promptly messaged me on Facebook to I should call her the following day.
So I emailed her today around 2 p.m. to find out if it was a good time to call. The response I received informed me that everyone was expecting cupcakes since breakfast and to hurry up and bring some because the natives were getting restless! Quickly, I whipped up a batch of chocolate and scooted out the door bearing red velvet and chocolate chocolate cupcakes to Warner Bros.
All in all, I took in $170 in donations—both on and offline—as a result of Kris’ efforts—and have orders to return tomorrow. The tide is turning! I can’t thank Kris and her lovely co-workers enough for their generosity and healthy appetites. The only way I can think of to express my appreciation is to come back tomorrow…and hopefully a few more times after that.
STATUS: $600 out of $3,200 raised by December 30, 2009.
Confession time: I had a mild freak out the other night when I looked at my fundraising goal for my upcoming Team in Training event in January. After adding up the checks I received in the mail from friends and family in addition to online donations, I calculated that I have raise approximately 15% of my goal. Despite the fact that I remain extremely grateful to everyone who has donated thus far, that’s not even a D on a quiz. My ultimate goal of raising $3,200 for the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society felt like it might as well be $32,000.
Then I received my recommitment papers via email that cheerfully asked for my credit card number, lest I not be able to raise the money on my own. What the WHAT? Yikes. I felt the panic rising, as I debated with myself whether or not I should just cut my losses and consider the nearly $500 I had raised so far to be a donation and call off the whole thing all together. I’m good at Photoshop, I thought. I could always Photoshop myself into pictures from the race, post it on Facebook and call it a day.
Sadly, however, I had involved potential witnesses who would know that I had given up at the first sign of adversity, so I calmed myself by baking a batch of cupcakes for a recent donor and setting my recommitment papers aside…for now.
At my friend Ingrid’s house, I chatted with her and a few friends about my fundraising anxiety and lo and behold, Claudia suggested I forward her the email to show her boss, who happens to be a particularly fond of donating money to worthy causes. She felt confident that she knew a few other people in her office who would be interested in pledging money for cupcakes.
Since then, a few more friends have volunteered to help me pass along my message. Also, I read the fine print from my recommitment paperwork and saw that I actually have until February 17th to get reimbursed by hustling and acquiring more donation funds, should my credit card get charged. That’s
Within a few hours, I had taken my feelings of hopelessness and effectively turned my frown upside down. And you know what you have at that point? That’s right, my friends, a big, obnoxious smile.
Let’s raise some money for cancer research, people!
Somehow, I managed to drag myself out of bed 5:45 on Sunday morning to go for a seven and a half mile run in the Santa Monica Mountains as part of my Team in Training activities. I’ve been AWOL at the weekly runs for the past three weeks, due to two scheduling conflicts and one incident involving the snooze button—one which I’d rather not discuss in further detail as it is very embarrassing and pretty self-explanatory.
I arrived to the meeting point for our trail run at 7 a.m. and was greeted by the welcome sight of my fellow Team in Training runners and was immediately happy that I had successfully wrangled my way out of my cozy covers. Before we took off running, we received a quick briefing about nutrition during the day of our big race, followed by a chat with one of our Team in Training assistant coaches, Javier.
He talked about his mother living on the other side of the country with non-Hodgkins Lymphoma, which I learned is incurable at this time. He became emotional discussing her prognosis and if someone would have noticed me tearing up, I would have simply blamed my allergies, which have been plaguing me with watery eyes lately.
After Javier finished explaining how running with Team in Training had helped him to cope with his mother’s illness and that he had seen firsthand what the donations to the Leukemia and Lymphoma Society were helping people do, my anxiety about the fundraising aspect of my half-marathon in January diminished.
The least I can do is put aside my sheepishness about asking people to give to the cause and continue to come up with creative ways to provide incentives for people to pledge funds.
Currently, I’m giving out cupcakes to Los Angeles-based pledges from now until October 31st. Click here to donate, or email me at timmonslisa@gmail.com for more information.
If I were a guy, Trenita and I would be absolutely perfect for one another. Except that I’m a pretty laid back person looking for a long-term relationship who likes paying for movies, isn’t from Denmark and hates fun.
Quite frankly, I’m shocked at how infrequently I’ve found out where a potential mate would want to live if they were in the witness protection program before things got too serious. The last thing I would want to have happen is an argument over whether Wyoming or Amish country in Pennsylvania would be a better place to live after we’d testified in a federal case against some mobsters.
Hey, ABC. If you finally find a Bachelorette worth watching, maybe I’ll start tuning into your show. I think I might even know someone who’d be willing to voice the radio promos for free.
But only part time.
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