Maurice Sendak (via throughtosomethingnew)
My new dream is to have a child eat my work. Or a grown up. I’m not picky.
I actually didn’t make it through that whole box. The tummy ache set in too fast.
Of course I’m not going to eat this whole box of After Eights I just bought. In one sitting.
At least it’s after eight.
I’ve heard rumblings of this magnificent concoction on the internet, and finally decided to try it today since I have successfully medicated my stomach into submission.
It is a brownie. Mixed and cooked in a mug. It is magical and glorious and happiness.
It’s taking all the willpower I have not to make about twenty more and eat them all.
4 Tbsp. flour
4 Tbsp. sugar
2 Tbsp. cocoa powder
2 Tbsp.vegetable Oil
2 Tbsp. water
1/4 tsp. vanilla
Tiny pinch of salt
Put all the ingredients in a coffee mug.
Put the mug in the microwave and microwave for 1 minute (you may have to microwave 15 second longer depending on your microwave.
Remove from microwave and let cool for 1-2 minutes.
If desired, top your warm brownie with ice cream or whipped cream.
I lost the website I originally got it from but this one has the same one with some tempting variations.
Like… they go to school and the teachers read through the list of names and be like. Wtf is this, why is half of my class named Severus.
For The WIN!
HEDWIG DOBBY KREACHER, WOULD YOU PLEASE BE SO KIND TO PAY ATTENTION
and then there’s Voldemort.
poor guy will be defeated, I tell you.
I just got really, really excited about something which will probably make me the lamest person on earth and will probably cement my place forever in the Twenty-Something Going on Grandmother Hall of Fame, and now tops my list of things to get when I eventually become a homeowner for the first time.
I am super stoked to get a dining room table.
A BIG dining room table. A REALLY BIG dining room table. Because:
- Board game nights.
- All my fellow pigeons can sit at one table when we flock together.
- My big, cobbled-together-from-various-families family can sit at one table together for the holidays and I can have ONE Christmas, under MY roof, after everyone has always graciously invited me into their homes for years.