Checking In On My Quarter Life Crisis Bucket List

Exactly 2 months have passed since my 31st birthday and my public declaration to accomplish 10 tasks before my 32nd birthday. (Read that declaration here.) Today we are going to see what dent, if any, I have made on this lofty list.

Finish abandoned craft projects…

 I can tell you right now I’ve already slightly failed at this one.  Part of the terms of this task was that all of these would need to be finished before starting a new one. Yet at Christmas I gave out several handmade presents, so that ship has sailed. I will say I’ve got the box of my MLB coasters out and have finished 1 more. Welcome to the club Baltimore Orioles! Now to tackle the last 13, finish my Yellow Submarine cross stitch and start my MLB hexie quilt. sigh.

Learn to bake 3 new things…

 Surprisingly I only have one more of these items to attempt. I made the noodles  at Thanksgiving and while they were far from perfect, they were edible. (Their shapes, however left much to be desired), and the pie was featured on my Christmas eve post (a lovely poem that you can read HERE). That leaves us with bread and I must say, this one is going to have to wait for a while as my husband and I are on a bit of a carb cleanse. Sigh. Bread would be too much of a temptation. Don’t worry, still have 10 months for me to fall back into bad habits 😉

Complete 300 writing prompts

If you have been following my blog at all, you will already know that I have been trying to get these knocked out. I thought 10 months is a lot of “time”  until I realized that there are only 365 days in a year to begin with. I’ve only completed 5 of the 300 prompts and after a quick check with the interwebs have found that there are only 305 days left until my birthday. Yikes, I should have started sooner or relaxed my goal a bit. We will see how this one turns out!

Finish the books I have before buying more…

The section right here is the real reason I haven’t accomplished much else on this bucket list. Again, I technically failed because while I only have 3 of these books left to read on this original list, I have bought and read almost 20 more books since. (Santa must be a librarian ;)) The good news is, it won’t take me long to get these 3 out-of-the-way in 10 months, so I feel less guilty reading other books in between.

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For the sake of time, energy and my dignity, we are going to combine the rest of the bucket list tasks into one big block of idle failure…

  • I’ve learned 4 notes on the piano, (last time I checked not a lot of hits can come from four basic notes played with one hand…)

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  • I have yet to change a tire, although I would rather to tackle this one when the weather is better…
  • y todavía no puedo hablar español con fluidez.
  • I haven’t found a spot to volunteer yet, but I have my eyes set on the local animal shelter (don’t tell my fur babies I’m cheating on them..)
  • I have yet to join a small group at church, and while my anxiety is still partly to blame, timing is also a key culprit. Our churches small groups reset shortly after my birthday and start back up middle of January. Not giving up on this one yet!

As you can see I have a lot of work ahead of me! What something you are looking to complete this year or before your next birthday?

 

 

 

 

 

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A Christmas Poem…

The following poem is based on semi true events….

One day I’ll share the full story of what happened that fateful night, but only when my therapist gives me the ok. 

T’was the night before Christmas and all through the house, flour was everywhere, mostly down my blouse.

The pie crust was flung over the pan without care in hopes that salmonella would not be there.

The puppies had burrowed down deep in the chair, burying their noses from what smelled like burnt hair

And Matthew with the fire extinguisher and I with the water, while mom’s in the corner screaming “Why even bother!!”

When out of the alarm there arose annoying chatter, I hit it with the broom to shut it up faster

Away to the oven we flew like a flash, tore open the garbage pail, because this pies now trash

The smoke in the kitchen had begun to grow, just the cherry on top of this Christmas sh*t show

When, what to my watery eyes should I see, a pristine frozen pie baked by Sara Lee

With the oven still on I knew pretty quick, I could salvage this Christmas like a pig with lipstick

The pie was in one piece, who cares it’s not cherry, “just don’t burn it this time, this is our last Hail Mary”

The timer was set, I wound it myself, “if they want a fresh pie next year they can bake it their self.”

As the buzzer went off no one batted an eye, hope Santa doesn’t mind the taste of mincemeat pie.

Pierogi Math

I’ve been bit by the “Baking Bug” which, from what I hear is similar to being bit by bed bugs but this is messier and more painful.

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It started harmless enough. We are within spitting distance of thanksgiving which means Hallmark is full of all these wonderful scenes of happy people baking these perfect cookies and pastries.  They made it look easy, so I took the bait and made cookies….from scratch…..for the first time ever. Needless to say, 3 days, 2 audio books and countless dishwasher loads later, I have 40 marginally attractive cookies ready for consumption by anyone willing to risk their diabetic status and dental fillings. Let me know if you need my address.

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But this wasn’t enough for me, oh no! I craved more! More mess, more dishes and more “Hey Siri, how long should you melt butter in the microwave?”

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While cleaning earlier this week I came across my daily planner from my freshman year of college. I thumbed through the 12-year old items that I once thought worthy of a bullet point, expecting to see reminders for assignments that may or may not have been turned in on time. Then I saw it in all its highlighted glory “Pierogi Night.” Oh! Pierogis, how could I forget every one’s favorite polish treat! Lost on what a pierogi is? Let my Veggietale friends, Bob and Larry, break it down for you here!

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There were two distinct groups of people freshman year of college. Those who hated the dining hall experience and saved their meal credits for the Campus commons on the weekend and then those who had the dining hall webpage saved on their desktop, so they could plan their schedule around where their next meal was coming from. I’ll let you guess which group I was in.

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Seeing that I haven’t had a decent pierogi in 10 years, I asked my trusted advisor Siri for her best pierogi recipe.  As if the adventure was kismet I had ALL the ingredients on hand. I jumped out of bed, laid out my clothes for the day and hopped in the shower. I needed to feel and look my best for this polish adventure.

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The whole journey, while messy wasn’t terrible, but wasn’t pleasant either. Just picture Lucy and Ethel on the conveyor belt but instead of chocolate and a shift manager to fight off, I was covered in flour and dough while also feigning off two cats with a rolling pin. Yep, it was every bit dramatic as it sounds.

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I also failed to realize when I began making this dish was the number of pierogis I would be left with. 34. I made 34 pierogis for two people, 1 of which I’m not even sure likes pierogis. Hopefully he does because we each have 17 of them to consume in the next 3 days. Per person That’s 5 ½ pierogis a day, or alternatively 2ish pierogis a meal (breakfast, lunch and dinner) for three days straight. That’s a lot of dough and potato. I don’t know if that is a commitment I was ready to make yet.

What would you like to see me bake next? Leave me a recipe link in the comment box down below. And please, for the sake of my arteries and refrigerator space, make sure the recipe doesn’t make enough to feed a small army!