Angela Lansbury officially becomes Dame
Angela Lansbury officially becomes Dame
Baking peanut butter cookies with Spinosaurus
The other day Spinosaurus dropped by for a visit. It was a great surprise to see him because he’s usually so busy, he doesn’t have time to hang out here the way he used to. I was just about to make some peanut butter cookies and he asked if he could help. As you can see, he was a great assistant! Hopefully he will come by more often and help with other projects in the kitchen and garden.
These peanut butter cookies are slightly chewy and coated in a thin layer of sugar, perfect for dunking in a glass of milk or your morning espresso. I’ve been baking them forever, but yesterday I realized it is more fun to make them with a friend. A recipe from Better Homes and Gardens.
- 1/2 cup peanut butter
- 1/2 cup butter, softened
- 1/2 cup granulated sugar
- 1/2 cup packed brown sugar
- 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
- 1/4 teaspoon salt
- 1 egg
- 1/2 teaspoon vanilla
- 1 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
Beat peanut butter and butter with electric mixer on medium to high speed for 30 seconds. Add granulated sugar and brown sugar, baking soda, and salt. Beat until combined, scraping sides of bowl occasionally. Beat in egg and vanilla until combined. Beat in as much of the flour as you can with the mixer. Stir in any remaining flour. Cover and refrigerate dough about 1 hour or until easy to handle.
Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Shape dough in 1-inch balls. Place balls 2 inches apart on an ungreased cookie sheet. Flatten the cookies by making crisscross marks with fork tines or dinosaur footprint, dipping utensil in sugar between flattening each cookie. Bake about 8 minutes or until edges are lightly browned. Transfer to wire racks. Cool. Makes about 3 dozen cookies.
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"She gets sexed up"
"A terrible example for young girls."
"Does being yourself mean wear swanky clothing and wear a lot of makeup?"
Yes, actually it can.
I hate when people say this about Elsa. I HATE IT.
First I would like to mention that when people say “be yourself” some people don’t really mean. What they mean is don’t try to hard, don’t put too much makeup, don’t wear clothes that are too tight or comfy, stay comfortable. And for some people, that is not themselves.
Some people like to put on a lot of makeup.
Some people like wearing revealing clothing.
Some people like to look rebellious.
You can’t hold that against them.
AND ITS THE SAME THING FOR ELSA.
All her life, she was told to be this quiet, poised, conservative girl. A girl who wears long dresses, capes. A girl who doesn’t talk back, doesn’t act up. She was trapped. She was trapped in a little box full of responsibilities.
And now she’s LETTING GO.
Did you even listen to the freaking song?
She’s becoming what she wants to be. She’s letting go of the past and heading straight into the future. And no one affects what she looks like. There is no boy she wants to impress. No townspeople. No parents.
She’s doing all of this for herself.
And I don’t know about you, but I think that this is a great example to set for little girls, afraid to be themselves.
^ PREEEEACH GIRLFRIEND!!! <3
friendly reminder that Elsa built her ice castle with the sole intention of spending the rest of her life there cut off from contact with anyone else. she literally planned on shutting herself in and not interacting with other people. meaning every change she made was solely for herself. and honestly, after spending her whole life scared to touch people and making sure her skin was covered (most specifically her hands), her dress change sequence in Let It Go felt like she was finally breaking out of that “be the good girl you always have to be” mold she’d been placed in—emphasis on ‘girl.’ Elsa’s spent her whole life trying so hard to stay contained, she never had a chance to really grow up normally and come into her own as a woman. i see this scene as her taking charge of her womanhood, allowing herself to exist freely as she wants to and no longer confined by the expectations placed on her.
If you don’t have room for a mustache-wearing Meryl Streep on your blog, I don’t want to know you.
…I miss having kitties.
Maya feat. Stephen Colbert and Steve Carell