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fashion modeling.

8 Mar
There are days when I feel completely overwhelmed with ideas and stories to tell you, with pictures to paint with words.  
Today is one of these days.  
In such a good way.
But I try and pace myself.  As much as I feel overwhelmed with words, I don’t want to overwhelm you.  We’ll start slowly.  Here.
I want to tell you how I suddenly feel such a great part of this community at seminary.  I’ve honestly never really felt like I’ve belonged here … I’ve treaded water trying to find my place.  People use a lot of big words I don’t understand.  Sometimes, I don’t get the religious jokes and I feel too … not church nerdy? … to belong.  Most of the time, I seem to worry more about how other people are perceiving me than simply being myself.
I’ve reached a place where I feel like I belong.  I feel wonderful being a part of this community and I feel like I’m a part of this community while being myself and not someone else.  [Just as I’m about to graduate and leave, she yells and stomps her foot.]
Tonight was the Luther Seminary Variety Show.  [As a professor noted in an email to a friend, you’ll notice it’s called a ‘variety show.’  Not ‘talent show.’]  Always held on Fat Tuesday and preceded by a community meal and silent auction, it’s one night when students and professors alike turn out to laugh and celebrate our community.  I love seeing the professors and seminary staff members present with their spouses and kids.
Of the three variety shows I have been present for in my years here, this was the first one in which I was involved.  
As a fashion model.  
Come again, you say.
My pal, Cassie, is the talent behind this fashion show, writing the script that pushes and teases at seminary student types, and gathering the models and needed costumes.  My role?  I played the ‘fFU.’  The fresh from undergrad seminary student.  This typical student is one who wears the sweatshirt of their college and flipflops, carrying a backpack and acting a bit aloof.  [Video of this event does exist and I will share once the link is posted so you can watch me in my runway debut.]
The variety show pokes polite fun at students, professors, and the systems we go through.  Norwegian sweaters also had their fair share of mention tonight.  There are many-a-professor here at Luther who wear a Norwegian sweater daily.  It’s. awesome.  Equally – or even more – awesome?  My pal, Kevin [whose real name is Joel], wrote and rapped a song about the sweater tonight.  He continues to amaze me.
There is some awesome talent at seminary, beyond the preaching and teaching confirmation.  Erm, I mean variety.  There is some awesome variety at seminary.  And I’m glad to be a part of it all.
An aside story: I donated two dozen cakepops to the silent auction.  The rule was that I bring a display of cakepops and then take a special order from the winning party.  Since the cakepops were near the “Wine tasting for 12 with Karoline Lewis” auction item – which my friends and I bid on, watched like hawks, and then won – I was able to watch the bidding.  I watched Professor Schifferdecker’s kids eye up the cakepops, her youngest grabbing and wanting one.  Once the bidding was over [the winning cakepops to be made and delivered to Karoline for her boys who have tasted their goodness and wanted them badly – this might make cousin, Hannah, jealous], I took the display.  I passed Professor Schifferdecker on the way with her three kids and offered each of them one.  They were super excited, so much so that her eldest daughter threw her arms around me and said, “You’re the best!”  
Hugs from kids are great.  It was the best.

video post.

6 Mar

All your questions will be answered by clicking play.

[Further posts regarding my weekend of visitors and pictures of the polar plunge will follow.  For now, this is all you get.  Make as much sense of it as you can …]

and then I –

2 Mar
Baked cookies.  Which was only halfway on the giant to-do list.  [Halfway?  Yes.  Halfway.  It’s a secret.  Shh.]  [And giant to-do list?  Yes.  Keep reading to the post that follows in blog order but preceded chronologically.]  
I had the dough already in the freezer.  The marshmallow fondant was already made.  [Why do I have marshmallow fondant just hanging around?  It was for – you know what?  That’s not important.]  THEN, when I came across this blog last night, it was meant to be.
I’ve had these message cookie cutters for a while now – I made a pretty big deal out of them while I was on internship.  They are lovely but my struggle comes with decorating.  Enter fondant.

All in all, it was only an hour detour from my to-do list, since the dough was already mixed, fondant already prepared, and I’m choosing to make the dishes wait.  Now back to it.

Blog post number two?  Check.

If only links.

28 Feb
If only I knew how to crochet.
If only I had an excuse to make fondue.
If only I had a reason to create this.  Saved for when I move and establish a home.
If only I had all of these ingredients right now.  I’m hungry and this looks delicious.
If only I was throwing a party that required hats.
If only I could bake this and not feel guilty for eating it.  It’s the best.
If only you would take a minute to read this by one of my professors!

a cakepop comedy.

27 Feb
Like Adam and Eve in the garden, good things can turn towards evil ways.
Cakepops are causing problems.
I went home this weekend, recalling that I owed cousin, Marissa, and her family a dozen cakepops.  (Remember how cousin, Connor, begged for cakepops on facebook?  Cousin Marissa commented later and requested the same.  I aim to please.)
Sister Emma and I undertake the cakepop endeavor Friday night upon my arrival home.  (One funfetti and one yellow made with strawberry jam.)  Emma mistakenly wrote on facebook her activity for the evening.  Cousin Connor commented.  Cousin Connor asked to come join in the cakepop fun.  I agree that he can come over.  Remember – I aim to please.
I told cousin Connor that he must check with his siblings, Molly and Sam, to see if they wanted to come too.  Cousin Connor did so half-heartedly and halfway, not contacting Molly who was visiting a friend a few houses away.  Molly came home, realizing Connor was gone constructing cakepops, and was utterly cross.  She was angry at brother Connor.  
I sent cakepops home with Connor as a peace offering to the missing cousins, Sam and Molly.  I aim to please.  Their older brother, Brent – who bought a house across the street but still walks over for food when his girlfriend is working – happened to be there.  He enjoyed a cakepop.
Were I ever to open a cakepop business – which Connor thinks I should, sticking to the name ‘Holy Balls’ – older cousin, Brent, would have a quote on my business card.  His mom told me the next day that Brent said the following upon eating a cakepop –
I know I can’t – but if I could – I mean, I know we’re related – but I would marry Lindsay for these.

Mighty high praise for cakepops.  And hilarious, especially if you know Brent and his sense of humor.  
But people might interpret it in a not-so-funny way were it actually on a business card?  Maybe?

“Cakepops.  So good you’ll want to marry your cousin.”

today’s happiness.

16 Feb
The food processor (which I love, btw.  you’ve heard me profess my feelings for this kitchen appliance previously.) has pretty much remained on the counter for the last few weeks, rarely returning to its place of storage in the pantry closet.  What do I use it for?

This.

So delicious.  Today it’s my ‘recovery’ drink after kenpo karate/quick dinner before heading off to confirmation in Stillwater.

Half a cup of greek yogurt.
One cup of frozen triple berry fruit mix.
Half a cup of OJ.
Half a cup of water.

Ta da.  That’s it.

And so delicious.  [did I say that already?]

I came across this post a few weeks ago [this one too] and have experimented with smoothies a little bit since then.  I tried carrots. That was a fail … too chewy.  I’ve tried a bit of instant oatmeal.  (I love oatmeal.)  I also love the idea of adding some Carnation instant breakfast for a little extra punch, esp. if the smoothie is my breakfast, but I cannot find it in vanilla.  Only chocolate.  Something tells me I don’t want to add chocolate instant breakfast to my triple berry mix.

cakepop madness.

12 Feb
I’ve talked about them before – cakepops.
Here they are again, in full force.
First, I sent conversation cakepop hearts to my mom and sister.  My sister wrote a thank you on my facebook wall, leading my dear cousin, Connor, to comment in this manner:
“Yeah, Lindsay, thanks for the cakepops, o wait.  I don’t think I got any.  I’m expecting them in a few days!  O by the way, chocolate on chocolate.  Thanks in advance.”

It doesn’t take much to make me feel bad and it takes little to force to me to make cakepops, so these were sent out early last week.  Cupcake bites.  For cute.  I sent them in an egg carton for shipping protection and added cute factors.  I told Connor he had to share with the rest of his family.  Share, he did, but not before eating seven of them himself.  That’s a lot of cakepop.  [Photos courtesy of my iPhone – an app with fun photo edits.]

More cakepop wonderfulness has ensued.  I’m on a team of seniors planning a dinner/party/worship for the evening of the 23rd – the night we receive our regional assignments.  I’m on the food committee with Kevin.  In addition to catering in Pizza Luce, we’ll be serving up cakepops.  

Today was the day the creating happened.  Well over two hundred cakepops – baked on Thursday, rolled on Friday, and dipped today.  Phew.  A crew of seven of us melted, dipped, sprinkled and wrapped.  I now have five galloon-sized ziploc bags of cakepops in my freezer, waiting for the night of the 23rd.  I don’t want to see another cakepop until then.

links for the wkend.

28 Jan
Here are some of my favorite finds from the week —
This made me so excited.  Now I can make my own scratch-off cards!  (I will admit that I found this tutorial over my lunch today.  I went snowshoeing and then had the supplies – under the Joanne Fabrics clause of my no-buy January – in my possession by 5pm.  I have attempted.  And it works.  Gloriously.  The wheels of creativity in Lindsay’s head are spinning.)
Do you like Nutella?  I think I first experienced Nutella while in Greece and since then, cannot purchase a jar because I eat it.  (I realize that’s the purpose.)  How easy and delicious does this homemade version look?  And how pretty packaged in mason jars.
The St.Paul Winter Carnival begins this weekend.  Who doesn’t want to sit in a chair made of ice?
Are you cleaning at all this weekend?  Maybe the bathroom?  Just grab your Kool-Aid!
Happy weekend-ing!

450.

22 Jan
Feeling overwhelmingly productive and domestic today, and having already accomplished the feat of adhering fabric to my walls (see previous post), I decided to bake a cake.  I have plans for said cake, plans to form them into balls and share in a fun way.  To begin and before we go there, the cake must be baked.
And apparently stirred 450 times.  I bought a store-brand cake mix and found the back of the box to be a bit puzzling.  First, add only water and eggs.  (Isn’t there normally oil in cake mixes too?)  Then, stir 450 times.  

If the cake does not turn out, I guess I will be blamed for not completely following directions.
I stopped counting at four.

link’in.

16 Jan

The sixteenth president of the United States.  Whose head should not be visible when checking the tread on your car tires.

Or, maybe what I was really going for —
Links.  (Kinda like ‘pimpin’ but ‘link’in’ instead?  No?  Never say those words again?  Okay.)  I’ve had a number of people ask me lately where I find blogs to follow; what follows is kinda how it works.  I find a blog or two that I like, stalk their favorite blogs (as listed typically on a side column), and repeat.  Sometimes, you can hit the jackpot of all link’ins — blogs will have a post of their current favorite links – often on the weekends – from the blogging world to click on, explore, and begin the blog stalking all over again.  This is where Google Reader comes in.  Add your new favorite blog to your feed and viola!  
(One great example: This site, OnePrettyThing, is actually a roundup of links to other blogs EVERYDAY.  Some of the projects are kinda ridiculous but there are some good ones/ways to adapt/the finding of wonderful blogs amidst the crazy.)  
Here are my current favorites, my weekend round-up.  It could also appropriately be called “The ways Lindsay avoided studying for her history test.”

I made this for dinner on Sunday evening.  An excuse to use my food processor.  (Always looking for those.)  It was pretty yummy … and crazy to think it mainly consisted of soybeans.  (I used to grow those. Rather, my dad did.  But I played in the gravity wagons that carried them and climbed up the bins that stored them.)

These are a possibility for Monday morning, an addition to an already delicious weekend.

My friend, Sara, and I made our way to northeastern Minneapolis on Saturday and checked two of three off this list.  City Salvage was closed for remodeling.  Bummer.  However, Wilde Roast has a DEE-licious mint mocha and super fun atmosphere.  And we found a wicked-weird “antique” store en route.

Creepy Santa in a cardboard box chimney —  an antique? 

Another link from the blog I’m a tad-bit obsessed with —  This looks like a good project to do while watching a movie.  Perhaps a great Christmas garland for next year?

I might try these to stick in people’s mailboxes this Valentine’s but with something else instead of tootsie suckers.  (Can you guess what?)  Also for Valentine’s … do you have extra candy canes still sticking around?  These are cute and fun.

Another food processor recipe.  Hummus with natural peanut butter instead of tahini.  I’m intrigued.

Are you a one-space-after-a-sentence kind of person or two?  I was taught two … and apparently I was taught WRONG.  gasp.  Read a witty article on the proper way to type and not waste space here.

My new go-to sugar cookie recipe.  Much needed because – I don’t think I’ve told you – I have alphabet cookie cutters!

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