Frizz

Note: The following conversation happened not five minutes ago.

"Chil'! Wus goin' on wich yo' hair ta-day?"
"Um, I don't know, what's wrong with it?"
"I ain't neva seen yo hair so frizzy!"
"Really? It's always frizzy. Is today especially bad?"
"Yesta-day wuz bad too but I jis thought you be havin' a bad hair day."
"But it's bad today too?"
"Yeah. Girl, I goch yo back. You be lookin' like Hermione."
"Oh, ok, thanks, I guess I'll put it up."

"How does that look?"
"Betta than the friiiiizzz."

The hair is up, and I don't really know what it looked like before. But I'll need to make sure the frizz stays in check from now on!

Pie

I have this need to bake. I don't know what it is. Maybe its because I like to create. I should probably find a hobby that's more gentle, and forgiving on my waistline. Cake is good, and I feel like it's pretty hard to mess up a cake. Right? But pie? Pie is hard. Actually, let me rephrase that, pie CRUST is hard. There's a science to it, to make the crust flaky and buttery and hard enough that it doesn't all fall apart as you dish the pie up but also is easy enough to cut with the side of the fork.

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If you haven't already guessed, today is Pi(e) Day (you know, 3.14 or March 14th) and my former aspirations of holding a party where everyone brings pie and maybe having a contest (ala Rockstar Diaries) totally didn't happen and I'm kind of bummed out about it. 

BUT, that being said, that doesn't mean I can't still attempt to perfect pie crust any time of the year.

Marriage?

I caught the bouquet this weekend! 

It helped that I probably had a good six inches on the other bridesmaids...

But still, it means I should be getting married soon.

Miss Lacy

Miss Lacy here is getting married this weekend. And I'm so excited for the wedding.

Remember when she came to visit me in August? She came out partly to visit me and partly to visit a guy. But guess what? She's not marrying that guy! She's marrying that guy above. And the other guy? He's also getting married in two weeks. Funny how life surprises you.

But, she's probably going to be the cutest, prettiest bride out there. Hopefully I'll remember to take some pictures. I do have a camera...

New Glasses

Got new glasses yesterday.
They're purple.
And I feel like a hipster.
But I like them.

Tłusty czwartek or Fat Thursday

Today is Fat Thursday in Poland. The Thursday before Lent begins. And they make donuts, delicious, fresh, tasty donuts all over the city. And I want is a warm pączek (pronounced pon-check) with raspberry filling. (Not a rose filled one, I feel like I'm eating perfume.) Or maybe a chocolate one. My last year in Poland we ran into the elders at the best donut place in town. You can tell we were really happy:

And that is the only photo documentation I have of Tłusty czwartek. Half open eyes, half my companion's face, chocolate covered lips but big smiles. It was a GOOD donut. That place was so good. So good in fact that I just had to get a picture out in front before I went home:

Gosh I look dorky... But what I wouldn't give for a hot pączek or hot drożdżowa from Drożdżowa Chata. Mmm!

Found this in the scanner

We took this picture at the Andy Warhol museum in Pittsburgh. I always thought Warhol's art was interesting. But after the museum I seem to think he was a little disturbed. But, we got a fun picture out of it.