<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810</id><updated>2011-09-28T19:06:51.633-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello dahlinks</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>232</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3812423221663204767</id><published>2011-04-06T12:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T12:53:41.762-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Progress</title><content type='html'>Yup. Life is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life got better yesterday too. Just the smallest thing happened and it made everything okay. I saw a friend I hadn't seen in a while and it made me sad, but we ran into each other and talked for a bit. I think I have this "mom instinct" or something because I wanted to make sure he was okay and doing well. He had some rough times, but he seems to be on an upswing. I'm like that with about everyone I know - I want to make sure they're okay, have everything they need, etc. Just ask my co-workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3812423221663204767?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3812423221663204767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2011/04/progress.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3812423221663204767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3812423221663204767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2011/04/progress.html' title='Progress'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-2485596466552863914</id><published>2011-01-16T18:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T18:29:26.599-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cooking blog</title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to turn this into a cooking blog. My co-worker told me she wants a healthy recipe a week. That got me thinking why not turn that into a blog? Almost like a Smitten Kitchen style, where I take photos in the process. Plus it would only be one a week so I could totally do it. And if I mess up I'd document and tell my 3 readers what NOT to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do y'all think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-2485596466552863914?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2485596466552863914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2011/01/cooking-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2485596466552863914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2485596466552863914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2011/01/cooking-blog.html' title='Cooking blog'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-494733503295522248</id><published>2010-12-28T23:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:10:50.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's 11:00 pm</title><content type='html'>I have to be up at 6:20, so not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished this good book that I started 3 days ago. I literally read almost half of it in a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ending is a little sad. I wish the ending was different, but with some books what you want you necessarily don't get. Same goes with the book of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to go to bed when I started crying, as I am now a little bit. Part of me knows why, part of me doesn't want to acknowledge it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book was about these friends, a boy and a girl, who keep somewhat in contact, but lose touch from time to time. However, they always find a way back to the friendship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kind of feel like that with Shane. We've been apart for now longer than we were together and I don't want to get back with him. However, I miss his friendship. I miss just talking to him about our lives. I've tried contacting him a few times, but he has yet to respond. He's always been bad about that. I don't want to be the creeper ex-girlfriend and contact him all the time. And when I say "we should get together" I mean him, myself and our friend Val.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to know how he's doing. I pray for him and think of him every day. I think the reason why this book got me upset is that sometimes I feel like I am losing him as a friend and I don't want that. I know that your exes are exes for a reason, but I don't want to lose him all together. I know things have probably been tough for him since he got back. I just don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the thing. Tomorrow I'll wake up and think "really Nicole, all of this over a book?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-494733503295522248?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/494733503295522248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-1100-pm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/494733503295522248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/494733503295522248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-1100-pm.html' title='It&apos;s 11:00 pm'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-4809709500309379171</id><published>2010-11-06T20:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T20:24:14.176-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm running another marathon</title><content type='html'>Yup. I will be registering for the Madison Marathon at the end of December (prices go up January 1st).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come cheer me on Memorial Day weekend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-4809709500309379171?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4809709500309379171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-running-another-marathon.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4809709500309379171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4809709500309379171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/11/im-running-another-marathon.html' title='I&apos;m running another marathon'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3296808106240334040</id><published>2010-10-03T19:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T19:59:52.320-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perhaps I may be done posting</title><content type='html'>Seeing as how it's almost been a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still check the blogs on here just about every day so I am still keeping an eye on YOU. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm honestly working, getting through life and will be running my marathon a week from today. Nothing very exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: That was the lamest dinner EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3296808106240334040?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3296808106240334040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/10/perhaps-i-may-be-done-posting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3296808106240334040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3296808106240334040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/10/perhaps-i-may-be-done-posting.html' title='Perhaps I may be done posting'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-5307801546010218658</id><published>2010-09-10T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T20:55:59.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of posts</title><content type='html'>I know, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been working a fair amount. With school back  in session we've been really busy. That's good, but it was literally  the matter of ONE day where we went from being semi-busy to BOOM! It's  good though. Plus it's been nice to see my regulars again. This one guy  came in yesterday. He reminded me a little bit of Jesus, with the  long-light brown hair and the beard-mustache combo. I complimented him  on it (not saying the Jesus part) an chatted him up a little bit.  Unfortunately we were busy and he was with a friend so I couldn't get my  flirt on. ALL of my hotties seem to come in when we're real busy, which  stinks. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty much back to my "normal" self before all  of the shit hit the fan. I still have my "meh" moments, but it gets  easier every day. It's just hard sometimes since we still have this  amazing chemistry and get on really well and we both miss each other,  but it's timing. I mean we were lucky to see each other once a week for  most of the summer and now he's going to be gone for 2 months. Part of  me wishes at times that we were still dating, but it's been easier in  some aspects. With our schedules right now we'd probably be able to see  each other more often, but I still have mostly early mornings so I'd  have to leave early. And that sucked so much doing that. Plus with us  not dating it will be easier to manage this two-month separation. Yeah  I'll miss him, but not as much as if we were still dating. We've seen  each other twice since we broke up and we're going to try to get  together once before he leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than work and doing my  normal things nothing exciting has gone on. My marathon is in a few  weeks. My long run today wasn't as long as I had hoped. I REALLY need to  get up to 20-22 miles within the next few weeks. I know when I'm  running the actual marathon that adrenaline will help me, but I just  want to get close to that distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Baseball game on Sunday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-5307801546010218658?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/5307801546010218658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/09/lack-of-posts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/5307801546010218658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/5307801546010218658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/09/lack-of-posts.html' title='Lack of posts'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6974715150972484087</id><published>2010-09-03T15:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T15:17:08.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake</title><content type='html'>I am currently making a chocolate-whiskey cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm....chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm....whiskey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My co-workers and friends say I should start a company where I just make booze-flavoured bakery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my 4-year old neighbour would say: dewicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6974715150972484087?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6974715150972484087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/09/cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6974715150972484087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6974715150972484087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/09/cake.html' title='Cake'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1221483067022010380</id><published>2010-08-28T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T16:30:12.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My life and update to the 24 List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;This past week has probably been the most "normal" week I've had for a  while. I worked, hung out with friends and did stuff that I normally do.  It was a shorter work week, which was nice. I know starting in a few  weeks once school is back in full swing I'll be back to my normal hours  since most of my co-workers will require less hours. It's all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday  night I drove to Milwaukee to visit Lindsey and Luke. It was so nice  driving in my own car. Granted mom and dad probably would have let me  use their car, but there's something about NOT having to ask for  permission. I like Milwaukee's alternative station; I miss having one  here in Madison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was good. It was my neighbour  Wally's birthday party so we went over and helped him celebrated. I miss  my neighbours - it was so good to see them. Tim and Janice also stopped  down. They flew to Maine today and had an early flight out of Madison  so they spent last night at home. It was nice to visit with them. And  talk about their wedding. I was officially asked to be a bridesmaid,  which I of course accepted. I was hoping that I would be seeing how I am  Tim's only sister/sibling, but I didn't have my hopes too high since  Janice has lots of friends and she has two older sisters. I won't like  saying how I was kind of expecting to be a bridesmaid, but at the same  time it's not my place to ask. But anywhoo I will be and am happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  weekend and next week should be good/normal. I'm hanging out with Val  and Ali tomorrow after work and before our work meeting. It'll be a normal work week this coming week. Lindsey is coming into town next weekend and we need to do some girly shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update to the 24 List:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologize. With my life being crazy of late I haven't kept y'all updated, but I have done things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I am still training for my marathon! After not really running long distances for about a month I am back to doing them. And my marathon is in 6 weeks!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I ate a Harvest, which is a nice/fancy restaurant, during Madison Restaurant Week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I went to Concerts on the Square&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I went to Neo, a club in Chicago, with Rani, Robbie and Elaine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I moved out of my parent's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I  am still doing the new recipe and reading two new books. It was hard  during July since I was so down that I really didn't do a whole lot. But  I still did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: My hands smell like garlic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1221483067022010380?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1221483067022010380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-life-and-update-to-24-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1221483067022010380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1221483067022010380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-life-and-update-to-24-list.html' title='My life and update to the 24 List'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-2552471134584770882</id><published>2010-08-22T20:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T20:58:10.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;This made my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;My weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Perhaps even my past few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Y'all know I've been "meh" these past few weeks. I went up to Road America with my parents today. Road America is a 4.048-mile race track in Elkhart Lake, WI. I used to be a HUGE openwheel racing fan. Once that went to the toilet, I started to follow sports cars more. This weekend the American Le Mans Series (ALMS) was at Road America. I've got some friends in that series, including the driver below, Ryan Dalziel. There was an autograph session and I went to get his autograph and the following conversation took place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://www.ryandalziel.com/images/stories/head.jpg" href="http://www.ryandalziel.com/images/stories/head.jpg"&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://www.ryandalziel.com/images/stories/head.jpg" src="http://www.ryandalziel.com/images/stories/head.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: FINALLY, someone I know!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah. How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Good, thanks. How are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Good. I heard you got married. Congratulations.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Yup. That's what happens when you suffer a mid-life crisis. I was fired, got married and bought a dog.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I broke up with my boyfriend, moved out and bought a new car.&lt;br /&gt;Ryan: Well now you can pass him and laugh at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Even though you do not know the details or circumstances, thank you Ryan Dalziel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-2552471134584770882?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2552471134584770882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/conversation-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2552471134584770882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2552471134584770882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/conversation-of-day.html' title='Conversation of the Day'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6532979223283680693</id><published>2010-08-16T16:13:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T16:13:34.315-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lots of changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff-notes version all right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  officially moved out of my parent's house last night. It hasn't sunk in  yet, although I am feeling lonely. My roommates work the typical 8-4 or  9-5 shifts most days; most days I am done by 2:00. Most of my stuff is  at the new place. I forgot a few things and am going back on Wednesday  to pick it up. I won't spend the night. I'll probably spend the night  there on Saturday since we are going up to Road America on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  also BOUGHT a car. This was the biggest shocker. I mentioned how I  would probably need a car sooner than later. I was thinking in a few  month, sometime before winter. My dad did some research a few weeks ago.  We looked at the car last Wednesday, finalized the deal on Wednesday  and I brought it home Friday. It's very overwhelming. I went from having  few expenses to now having rent and all that comes with that and (soon  to be) car payments and insurance. I'll be able to pay for it all and  not deplete all of my savings. Savings will be used to pay for the  actual car and even if it's a small amount I'll still be able to put  some money into savings. I don't eat a lot - especially of late - so  food won't be a big expense. Baseball season is almost over so I won't  be driving to Milwaukee too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been super stressed,  but that is finally starting to calm down. I have a long run planned  for Wednesday so hopefully that will work out. I have not had a long run  in about a month, due to reasons I will not get into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I'm glad I found my small notebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6532979223283680693?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6532979223283680693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/lots-of-changes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6532979223283680693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6532979223283680693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/lots-of-changes.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8671495431499993269</id><published>2010-08-10T10:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T10:33:50.697-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chicago and lyrics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I went to Chicago this weekend to de-stress and forget about life for a bit. Friday night was great. I was in bed for 9 hours and felt sooooo relaxed. I stayed with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="ljuser ljuser-name_atlanticat" lj:user="atlanticat" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://atlanticat.livejournal.com/profile" id="link_0" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="[info]" class=" ContextualPopup" height="17" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; float: none; height: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: bottom; width: auto;" width="17" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://atlanticat.livejournal.com/" id="link_1" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;atlanticat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- her and Al's new place is so cute! Lots of nice space for their kitties to roam around. We had some girly time and did some shopping. Saturday night we had dinner with&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="ljuser ljuser-name_terani" lj:user="terani" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://terani.livejournal.com/profile" id="link_2" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="[info]" class=" ContextualPopup" height="17" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; float: none; height: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: bottom; width: auto;" width="17" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://terani.livejournal.com/" id="link_3" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;terani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;span class="ljuser ljuser-name_againstathorn" lj:user="againstathorn" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://againstathorn.livejournal.com/profile" id="link_4" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="[info]" class=" ContextualPopup" height="17" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; float: none; height: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: bottom; width: auto;" width="17" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://againstathorn.livejournal.com/" id="link_5" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;againstathorn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;and then got ready to go to Neo, their favourite club. The club was fun. I'm not one to frequent clubs, but I knew that they wouldn't take me someplace lame. We didn't get back until almost 2:30. I read for a little bit and went to bed. I had my sleeping issues again - I tossed and turned from about 7-9. I went for a bit of a run Sunday morning. Elaine and I talked and relaxed before watching a bit of the race from Mid-Ohio. She drove me to catch the 4:00 bus. I was home a little after 8:00. I relaxed with the parents before going out for a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I had my sleeping issues again Sunday night. I got out of bed a little before 9:00 and went on the couch for about an hour. I was okay, but I read about a home invasion in the paper REALLY close to where Shane, Nick and Nick are going to be moving to this weekend and it upset me. It was in the 400-block of the particular street and they're moving into 420 of that particular street. Work went okay. It was slow, but went quick. I visited with Alison and then picked up a bike from Nadine. It needs a tune-up, but it's in good condition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I took my sleep-aid pills last night and slept great. I went for a bit of a run, but it was so warm and humid. Thank God it wasn't sunny. I'm about to find food before going to work. The sleep-aid pills work, but I don't want to have to rely on those to help me sleep. I won't take them tonight since I have tomorrow off of work so I can always nap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Random thought: Here are some sample lyrics of what I've been going through. Songs can be so relevant sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;a href="" name="cutid1" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Whataya Want From Me" - Adam Lambert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Yeah, it's plain to see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;That baby you're beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;And there's nothing wrong with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;It's me, I'm a freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;But thanks for lovin' me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;'Cause you're doing it perfetly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Try" - Nelly Furtado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Wanting more from me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;And all I can do is try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Then I see you standing there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I'm all I'll ever be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;But all I can do is try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Try&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;All of the moments that already passed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;We'll try to go back and make them last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;All of the things we went each other to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;We never will be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;And that's wonderful, and that's life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;And that's you, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;This is me, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8671495431499993269?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8671495431499993269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/chicago-and-lyrics.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8671495431499993269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8671495431499993269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/chicago-and-lyrics.html' title='Chicago and lyrics'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3089089113539438257</id><published>2010-08-04T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T20:49:50.273-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally able to get some sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Monday night I didn't sleep well again. Tuesday evening I ran errands, including the grocery store, and bought sleep-aid pills. According to the box they are supposed to help me fall asleep and stay asleep. While I still woke up I was able to fall back to sleep almost right away. This morning I woke up and actually felt rested. It says it's a non-dependancy drug, but since I don't have to be up as early tomorrow I'm not going to take the sleep-aid tonight. Hopefully I'll be able to sleep tonight. Just gotta believe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm still stressed about things, but (slowly) things are starting to get better. I talked to a good friend today and she immediately said I sounded better. My dear friend Jaime called to see how I was doing and I was able to tell her everything without crying. I got choked up a few times, but tears weren't pouring down. I know they still will from time-to-time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: Getting excited about moving!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3089089113539438257?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3089089113539438257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/finally-able-to-get-some-sleep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3089089113539438257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3089089113539438257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/finally-able-to-get-some-sleep.html' title='Finally able to get some sleep'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-4499448946480400871</id><published>2010-08-02T17:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T17:52:37.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Things are...okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I have 3 big stressors in my life right now and my brain is constantly running. Even when I try and tell my brain to calm down it doesn't always do it. My brain will start calming down around 9:00 p.m. just because I'm so tired, but then by 5:00 a.m. it's back and running again. I've try deep-breathing exercises, telling my brain to rest and prayer. If I do get sleep it's not restful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I've been trying to keep myself as busy as possible so I'm not thinking about things. Work is one of my stressors, but at least when I'm there I'm not thinking about the other two. I'm trying to manage the best I can. Some days are better than others. It's just going to take some time. I'm going to Chicago this weekend so hopefully that will give me some rest and relaxation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: Yesterday was so tempting, but I'm glad I didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-4499448946480400871?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4499448946480400871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/quick-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4499448946480400871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4499448946480400871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/08/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7231704733623064699</id><published>2010-07-28T21:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T21:31:55.358-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Last week I made an orzo-pasta salad. It was good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Earlier today I made white chocolate brownies. The recipe called for unsweetened chocolate, but I substituted white chocolate instead. I also added almonds and dried cranberries. It turned out and the batter tasted good so I'm hoping for a "tasteful success." I'm about to have some, but I'm tired and want to get off the computer so I'll blog about the turnout soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: I really needed my pole-dancing class tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7231704733623064699?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7231704733623064699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-recipe-of-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7231704733623064699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7231704733623064699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-recipe-of-week.html' title='New recipe of the week'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-4106374338548503988</id><published>2010-07-26T13:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T13:52:13.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Has been not the best, to say the least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I won't get into it, but my life has become very stressful this past week. All of the shit hit the fan at once and I have not been taking/dealing with it well. I barely eat and it seems like after 5-6 hours of sleep I just toss-and-turn. I have a feeling it will peak later this week as I prepare to move out (one of my stressors), but hopefully it will start to get better next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;It's just frustrating since I WANT and NEED to feel better and eat better and exercise, but sometimes I just physically can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-4106374338548503988?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4106374338548503988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4106374338548503988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4106374338548503988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-life.html' title='My life'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-123911361387136573</id><published>2010-07-20T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:26:24.079-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Going through some stuff</title><content type='html'>Probably won't be around much on here. Or in life in general. Going through some rough stuff. Gotta think, gotta pray. All I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, please enjoy the picture of my gorgeous kitty. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/TEZarLCRVhI/AAAAAAAAACo/Qv_65Zib4ew/s1600/Brandy1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/TEZarLCRVhI/AAAAAAAAACo/Qv_65Zib4ew/s400/Brandy1.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-123911361387136573?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/123911361387136573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/going-through-some-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/123911361387136573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/123911361387136573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/going-through-some-stuff.html' title='Going through some stuff'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/TEZarLCRVhI/AAAAAAAAACo/Qv_65Zib4ew/s72-c/Brandy1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1430656403020340157</id><published>2010-07-15T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T20:45:10.139-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was my first day back to work after my "mini vacation" and I proceeded to drop the lettuce and the pesto. Luckily I didn't lose a lot of each. Nadine came into work, which was nice. She drove me back to my car and I ran some errands. When I got home I was just in this mood - I can't really describe it - so I went out for a short run, a little over 2 miles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I've just been in a bit of a funk today. I've felt a bit stressed and had a headache which killed my appetite. I really didn't have an organized breakfast or lunch (I just wolfed down a sub from Subway). Shane and I made temporary plans tonight, but it didn't work out so we'll hang out tomorrow or Sunday. It got to me again a little bit today. I don't live my life through/for him, but I just miss him a lot. And to be honest it really sucks we can't see each other as often as we want. I try not to complain since there are couples that have it far worse than we do. It's just something we'll both have to work hard on. Sometimes when I am having the "down times" if I can handle it, but I would feel worse without him in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Lately I've been questioning on the use of "love." I asked some friends how far they were into the relationship before they said "I love you." Obviously it's dependent on each individual couple. With him being gone a lot coming up it's going to be our first real test of our relationship and if we both work on it and are able to get through it (I don't see why not) than I see the definite possibility of the use of the word love for the future. It's something I don't plan on taking lightly or saying it in the heat of the moment if I don't mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Work is going to be interesting coming up. One of our workers just put in his two weeks. Another girl leaves a week from today and yet another girl will most likely be leaving soon. We are interviewing and plan on hiring, but it's going to be stressful coming up. Which means I'll be busy and won't have time for ANYTHING. At least I have a job, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: C'mon Crew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1430656403020340157?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1430656403020340157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1430656403020340157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1430656403020340157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/day.html' title='The Day'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3577033491097202680</id><published>2010-07-14T18:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T18:13:56.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My summer vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I went to Oshkosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;First I drove Shane to the airport. Even though we only had 45'ish minutes together I'm still glad I took him. He was only gone for two days, but it was still sad saying goodbye. I didn't want to stop hugging him. I said "we're going to have a lot of these goodbyes coming up, aren't we." He just smiled kind of weakly and nodded. After our goodbyes I drove straight to Oshkosh to visit Jolie and Justin. Sooooo nice having some girl time with Jolie. We made pizza and watched movies. We also did our nails. We had good, honest, meaningful and much-needed conversations. I seriously had the best night of sleep I had had for a while that night. I fell asleep right away and didn't have to worry about getting up early for work or to go run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Jolie and I made breakfast: biscuits, purple potatoes and fresh fruit. Justin went to work so Jolie and I went thrift-shopping. I found a cute skirt for $1.50. We came back to the apartment and Jolie got ready for an interview. Justin drove and while Jolie was interviewing Justin and I had a really nice talk. It was nice getting a male-perspective on relationships from someone who is an outsider to the situation. Like Justin said Shane and I do not have a typical relationship. While it sucks sometimes we both signed up for it and if neither of us could handle it we'd say so. After Jolie's interview (which went well!) we grabbed a quick lunch. We lounged a little bit before I drove him. The drive was uneventful. A bit warm at times, but not too bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;This morning I woke early to run. I hate this damn humidity. I was going to try for 10-11 miles - I did almost 7 1/2, including walking. I'm going to try for 14-15 next week. To prepare for my marathon I don't plan on doing more than 20-22 miles as my long run and that should be done roughly 3-4 weeks out, so mid-September, so I'm okay if my long runs don't go as planned 100% of the time. I ran a few errands, lounged around and read. I am currently reading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jane Eyre&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;and it is pretty good so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Tomorrow I go back to work. Hopefully I'll see Shane too, albeit late since he has practice. I don't care if it's late. I don't work Friday and he doesn't work until 5:00 p.m. Even if half of the time is spent sleeping he's right next to me and that alone makes me feel good and gives me comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: Time to find dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3577033491097202680?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3577033491097202680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-summer-vacation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3577033491097202680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3577033491097202680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-summer-vacation.html' title='My summer vacation'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8969489732999728360</id><published>2010-07-10T15:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T15:50:08.624-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things are okay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Or are getting that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Shane FINALLY contacted me late Thursday and we saw each other Friday after I got done at work. I told him I wasn't happy about his lack of communication. Instead of saying "you made me cry, worried, pissed and frustrated" I concentrated solely on the me being worried. I knew he felt shitty and didn't want to make him feel way more shitty - just a bit. I told him I have a tendency to worry and that next time, even if it's via text messages, take a few seconds to let me know he's busy and that we'll talk soon. I mean that's what I really wanted in the first place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I walked him to work and then went to run an errand. I hung out with my neighbours for about 2 hours which was awesome. I then went back downtown and met up with Shane and Val at their work. They always get a free beer after work on Fridays so we all sat around and talked. We went to the Tiki Shack afterwards, which is this place specializing in rum/Caribbean drinks. I need to stop going there with those two! I got a decent buzz and knocked Shane's drink in his lap. Luckily it was almost gone. Since I had to work downtown the next morning I just crashed at Shane's place. I love sleeping next to him and cuddling and holding hands. I just wish I didn't have to leave at a little after 6:00 for work. The first hour of work was awful. I didn't think I was hungover since I felt fine when I woke up and walked the mile'ish to work okay, but as soon as I got there I felt awful. I was able to get everything ready and opened at 7:00. We're not allowed to sit, but I brought out a chair. I had my first customer a little after 7:30. I almost didn't make it through making her drink. As soon as I handed it to her I went into the bathroom and threw up. I sat down and took it easy until my next customer came in about 5 minutes later. I was good to go after that. Weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I work tomorrow and Monday and have Tuesday and Wednesday off. I'm going to visit my friends Jolie and Justin. I just need to get out of town for a bit. I also am having a co-worker work my shift on Friday so I can spend Thursday night/Friday morning and afternoon with Shane. He doesn't work until 5:00 on Friday and with us both being busy and on different schedules it'll be nice for me to spend the night when I don't have to leave early and we can sleep in and cuddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: I did make a new recipe. It was mini-chocolate cupcakes and they turned out yummy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8969489732999728360?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8969489732999728360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/things-are-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8969489732999728360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8969489732999728360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/things-are-okay.html' title='Things are okay'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-272117549243920665</id><published>2010-07-04T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T20:58:12.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Meltdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What: Meltdown&lt;/div&gt;When: Friday July 2nd, 2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where: My family room&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time: 8:00 p.m.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Not seeing my boy enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Not seeing my friends enough&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Being in charge at work this week&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Moving out in a little over a month&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of these things hit me at once Friday night. It was not pleasant to say the least. I was sobbing, typing an e-mail to two of my "older sisters." I still have mixed feelings about everything. Some issues are resolved, others are not, and others I honestly have no clue. It certainly doesn't help I'm on my period. Ever since I started taking birth control my emotions are all over the play during that time. Yeah I'd get emotional before, but not like I have been these past few months. Maybe in a few days I'll be fully better. Maybe it's a head game. I'd be okay, but since in the past I've been emotional while on my period maybe I just expect myself to be emotional and therefore become emotional when things don't have to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-272117549243920665?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/272117549243920665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/meltdown.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/272117549243920665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/272117549243920665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/meltdown.html' title='Meltdown'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3985508215822764975</id><published>2010-07-01T15:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T15:10:11.754-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News and the new recipe of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's been a typical work week for me. I usually work mornings now. I enjoy being done early, but I can't stay out too late. Or I could, but I'm responsible so I don't. And I enjoy my sleep. Tuesday was a nice change. I was originally scheduled to close, but Melissa scheduled too many people to close so she gave me an option to have the day off, close or work 8-12. I worked 8-12. I went for a run before work and it was AMAZING running with the sun rising. I had a meeting after work and we went over what I'd need to do/know when Melissa is gone next week. I am in charge so that'll different. My overall duties don't really change. I'll do all of the orders, but if there is any sort of problem I have to deal with it. Hopefully there won't be anything major.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Shane's birthday was yesterday and I'm celebrating with him tonight. I've had his birthday gifts planned out for weeks. lol My good friend Laura&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://www.laurazastrow.com" href="http://www.laurazastrow.com/"&gt;www.laurazastrow.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;is an amazing photographer and she helped me "doctor" up some photos I had of Shane and I. I printed those on photo paper and put them in a nice frame. I also made him a mix CD and bought him "Wayne's World" and "Wayne's World 2." Those movies have special meaning since when we first met once of us dropped a quote from the movie not thinking the other would get it, but we did so it's like okay this person has potential. ;) I also made him a few cookies and a spinach-and-artichoke dip "cake." He's not a big sweets fan, hence why he's only getting a few cookies, but I really wanted to make him a cake. He LOVES spinach-and-artichoke dip so I made a small batch and put some provolone cheese on top as the "frosting" and snipped some fresh chives as the "sprinkles." And a candle of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I don't have any plans for the holiday weekend. I work Saturday morning, have Sunday off and work 6:30-2:30 on Monday so I can't really have any plans that would require a long road trip. Oh well. It'll be nice to lounge for a bit before I get to play manager.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Oh and the new weekly recipe was a sugar cookie dough. It was the most basic I had ever seen - just butter, sugar, eggs, vanilla, flour, baking powder and salt. I used a little less sugar and butter and used almond extract instead of vanilla since Shane likes almond flavour. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: I can't wait for Shane to open his gifts!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3985508215822764975?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3985508215822764975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/news-and-new-recipe-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3985508215822764975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3985508215822764975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/07/news-and-new-recipe-of-week.html' title='News and the new recipe of the week'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8398846149245722275</id><published>2010-06-27T18:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T18:51:15.461-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Still functioning on 2'ish hours of sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I won't do it all the time, but last night was definitely worth it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I went to Shane's show last night. I wanted to go, but I kept having mixed feelings since I knew it was going to be a late night and I didn't know how much time I'd get to see him. And I wouldn't know anyone there. I was there about 30 minutes before he and people I recognized/kind of new showed up so I just made a few phone calls. He introduced me to some people and a group of us ladies got to chatting. These ladies were so nice and fun to talk to. In the beginning of the night I was mostly hanging around Shane, but as it got going I was mingling back and forth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;The show was amazing. There were some sound issues with Nika's (the lead singer aka Zola Jesus) mike so you couldn't always understand her. I was such a proud girlfriend. He REALLY gets into his keys. It felt good to finally see him doing something he really enjoys. At a little after 2:00 a.m. I asked Shane for his key since I was tired and had to be up at 6:00. I went to bed and soon after I started to relax the rest of the guys came home. They weren't loud, but it was hard to try to fall asleep. Then Shane came into his room and we didn't fall right to sleep. I fell asleep maybe at 3:30'ish, a little before. Then I was basically awake from 5:30 a.m. on. Work was okay this morning, nothing too crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;The weekend has been okay otherwise. I closed Friday and opened on Saturday. I rested as much as possible Saturday so I could make it through his show. It's been standard weekend for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: SO excited to work more on Shane's birthday gift!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8398846149245722275?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8398846149245722275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-functioning-on-2ish-hours-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8398846149245722275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8398846149245722275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/still-functioning-on-2ish-hours-of.html' title='Still functioning on 2&apos;ish hours of sleep'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1169079475676731661</id><published>2010-06-24T14:41:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T14:41:31.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe of the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sorry I haven't posted for a while. The week has been okay. It's been a typical week for me. I've worked, ran errands and had my class. I went to the Brewer game last night and they FINALLY won when I was in attendance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Here's the recipe of the week. I have my changes below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Chocolate Toffee Cookies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1 stick of butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1 c. + 2T. sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1 egg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1 T. dark rum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1 t. vanilla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1 c. flour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1/2 c. cocoa powder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1/2 t. baking soda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1/4 t. salt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1 1/2 c. toffee baking bits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-1/2 c. chopped almonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Soften butter and beat with sugar until fluffy. Add egg, rum and vanilla and mix well. In a separate bowl combine the flour, cocoa, soda and salt. Slowly add to the wet mixture until just combined. Stir in the toffee bits and almonds. Drop cookies onto an ungreased baking sheet and bake at 350 for 9-11 minutes, until the bottoms are slightly golden. Let cool for one minute on the sheet and then transfer to a cooling rack.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Notes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-I used less sugar and butter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-I used milk instead of rum because I didn't have rum and the woman I made them for is pregnant. Not that a tablespoon would matter for the entire recipe, but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-If you don't want to buy toffee bits just chop up 3 toffee bars for the full recipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;-I omitted the nuts since I didn't have any - you could probably do without them anyways&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: I am feeling very Eeyore'ish right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1169079475676731661?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1169079475676731661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-recipe-of-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1169079475676731661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1169079475676731661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-recipe-of-week.html' title='New recipe of the week'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6515906546837235755</id><published>2010-06-20T21:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T21:12:46.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinda, sorta big news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I'm moving out of my parent's house for at least the month of August.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Currently three of my friends (Sam, Carolyn and CC) are sharing the house Sam grew up in. Carolyn is moving to Milwaukee for grad school in August and they'll need another roommate. They asked me and I accepted. I am living there at least the month of August. I would obviously be giving up a lot of things, including access to a car. We won't be too busy work wise in August so I'll have time to think/experience this and if it honestly doesn't work out I'll move back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Dad doesn't think it's a good idea financially. Mom thinks I'll be okay financially, but it's all the little things that I may not think of at the moment that will affect me. I really want it to work out. More independence, more life experiences, etc. Sam's house isn't too far away so I am still close to grocery stores, bus routes, library, post office, etc. Shane can spend the night at my place. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;It'll be a change and a challenge, but I'm ready for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6515906546837235755?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6515906546837235755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/kinda-sorta-big-news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6515906546837235755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6515906546837235755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/kinda-sorta-big-news.html' title='Kinda, sorta big news'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3530004456099701257</id><published>2010-06-19T14:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T14:22:18.239-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it wrong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Is it wrong to be a little jealous of people who can go places while I sit on my ass in Madison?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I know I could go places. I've got money saved up. I don't have amounts and amounts, but if I wanted to take a trip somewhere I could afford it. I've never done that because to my advantage (or detriment) I've always been a responsible person. I never spend more than I make. Even though I don't always need to be cheap I am cheap almost 100% of the time so I can save money. Whenever I go shopping I usually spend less than I budget because "I don't really need that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Part of why I may not go places is because I feel bad asking for time off. I've always felt bad asking for time off. I am going to e-mail my manager soon with my July requests and I am now re-thinking a few days. One of my co-workers called and she has to quit because the opportunity she originally lost suddenly came back to her and she has to leave next weekend. I am happy for her, but now we're going to be short-staffed. And one of our workers can work less than he originally thought. I get roughly 2 days off a week, which is fine, but asking for those extra days off is what I feel bad about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I thought about maybe going somewhere over the 4th of July weekend, but with me moving out for at least the month of August I have to really start budgeting my money, moreso than I already do, so I'll probably scratch that. I have to buy a bike - don't know how much that will cost me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: I'm going to tune in to see the first few minutes as nastycar craps all over my home track of Road America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3530004456099701257?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3530004456099701257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-it-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3530004456099701257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3530004456099701257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/is-it-wrong.html' title='Is it wrong?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6357348359904306117</id><published>2010-06-14T20:06:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T20:06:49.952-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe: jalopeno-cheese-onion bread</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I technically made it Saturday, but there's still leftovers so it'll count!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Whenever I see Shane I almost always bring food. He isn't a big sweets fan and I wanted to try something new. I had been wanting to make&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://smittenkitchen.com/2010/01/ricotta-muffins/" href="http://smittenkitchen.com/2010/01/ricotta-muffins/"&gt;smittenkitchen.com/2010/01/ricotta-muffins/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;. It was last minute and I didn't have all of the ingredients. Instead of stuffing the muffins I used the ricotta in place of some of the yoghurt and used milk as well. I also cut up a jalopeno pepper, some onion and grated some cheese and added that as well. I, being Nicole, used less sugar and oil. I didn't want it to be a sweet bread so I didn't want that sugar anyways. I also omitted the fennel and the nuts. And I also added about 3/4 cup of shredded cheese.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;It turned out pretty good. The bit of sweetness really complimented the heat from the peppers. I think I'd used another 1/2 or whole jalopeno next time since the ricotta and the milk cancelled a bit of the heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought: This evening is a better evening than last evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6357348359904306117?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6357348359904306117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-recipe-jalopeno-cheese-onion-bread.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6357348359904306117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6357348359904306117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/new-recipe-jalopeno-cheese-onion-bread.html' title='New recipe: jalopeno-cheese-onion bread'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8324927484604689970</id><published>2010-06-10T17:17:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:17:58.160-05:00</updated><title type='text'>RIP Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;She's finally not suffering anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;She was my grandma that had alzheimers for a good while. She probably had her first symptoms at least 10 years ago. As sad as it is to say this she hasn't been "my grandma" in...I'd say about 3-4 years. That's when she lost all recollection of me as a granddaughter (and herself being a grandma to myself and my brother and my cousins). She was there physically for the past few years, but she's been gone mentally for a while now. I don't know if it makes it easier to cope since I felt like I already lost her years ago. Now she's happier and in a much better place now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8324927484604689970?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8324927484604689970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/rip-grandma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8324927484604689970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8324927484604689970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/rip-grandma.html' title='RIP Grandma'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1914921147923091999</id><published>2010-06-09T18:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:09:28.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Being in funk...and this week's new recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Yesterday, for example, was just not a good day. Shane and I made temporary lunch plans. He said he'd call, which he did, but he called later than I thought he was going to and I got hungry. I kid you not I was about to finish my sandwich when he called. I didn't get upset at him, but I got upset that I had started making this sandwich and I had to rush to catch the bus and I ended up driving anyways since his rehearsal plans changed. I had also rushed through making food Monday night since I wasn't sure if we were doing Monday dinner or Tuesday lunch. Add to that all of this hormonal shit and my grandma with the alzheimers is basically on death's door made for a not-very pleasant Nicole. AND Shane was in a bad mood too. We didn't take it out on each other, but we just needed each other's company. Just laying in bed and holding each other. I had to open this morning and I really don't want to leave him at the end of the night, but last night I just felt like I HAD to stay. But I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I was still in a bit of a bad mood, but I got better as the day went on. Nadine and myself helped Laura paint. It was soooo good to visit and talk; Oliver and Eliot are getting so big! Tonight I have my class. I have the day off tomorrow. Maybe I'll make something Mexican for lunch since I have cilantro. And tortillas. I'll figure something out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Recipe time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;So I made a mini cheesecake. I have a 3" springform and I wanted a small dessert for our meal (Shane doesn't really eat sweets) so I made a small one. I took your basic ingredients and just made something up on the spot. lol I used low-fat cream cheese, fat-free sour cream, sugar, vanilla, an egg white, pinch of salt, fresh strawberries and a crust made of teddy grahams, wheat thins and a bit of margarine. It didn't taste too bad, almost like yoghurt. It would have set up better if it was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I need to figure out dinner. And put some gas in my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1914921147923091999?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1914921147923091999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/being-in-funkand-this-weeks-new-recipe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1914921147923091999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1914921147923091999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/being-in-funkand-this-weeks-new-recipe.html' title='Being in funk...and this week&apos;s new recipe'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7706157104448809672</id><published>2010-06-06T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T19:04:14.725-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend and booze cake-brownies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;Honestly, nothing too exciting happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday I only worked 2-5:30, a short, sweet shift. That night I made my new recipe of the week: "booze cake brownies." The recipe was a whiskey-guiness cake, but I didn't have the whiskey or guiness. I don't drink Guiness and &lt;i&gt;good&lt;/i&gt; whiskey is pricey so I used some of the coffee liquor I had. It turned out pretty good. If I ever have whiskey and Guiness on hand I'd make the actual recipe. I brought the cake to a party I went to that night. I had a good time and if I had not have had plans for Saturday morning I would have stayed later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was exciting. I met Nadine at the Farmer's Market. We saw cows and walked around. We split two scones. I bought cilantro and catnip. We sat and talked for a few hours before heading our separate ways. I went to the grocery store and bought ingredients for salsa. I made the salsa, visited with the neighbours, had lunch, and worked on my resume. I headed over to Shane's around 4:00. It started POURING when I parked and luckily I had an umbrella. The bottom of my skirt was soaked. We had a good time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked this morning and it was sssssssllllllllllooooooooowwwwwww. I visited with Ali after work and went to the co-op since I was hungry. I am eating dinner now, just turned on the game and will lounge for the rest of the evening. I'll be opening for the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Will I be able to buy this booze with a straight face?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7706157104448809672?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7706157104448809672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-and-booze-cake-brownies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7706157104448809672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7706157104448809672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/weekend-and-booze-cake-brownies.html' title='The weekend and booze cake-brownies'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-9005196912744510670</id><published>2010-06-03T13:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T13:49:53.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the 24 List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Well it's been a little over two months since I turned 23 so let's see how I'm progressing, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 - run a marathon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started my training, but a bad bruise has set me back a little bit. I've ran on it twice when I probably should not have. Luckily my runs don't start getting really long for another few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 - try one new recipe a week&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've been blogging you've heard of my successes/failures. I am making this week's new recipe tomorrow night for a party I am going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 - take a fun class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be my pole 1/lap dance which is going great. In fact, I registered for pole 2 last night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8 - attend a new concert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Kris Allen a few days ago and he was pretty good. Hopefully I'll also be seeing one of the bands Shane is in within the next month as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 - read two new books a month&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far so good. I cut it THISCLOSE with May though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it so far. Within the next few months I imagine I'll be able to accomplish some more, including concert on the square, eating at a fancy restaurant and trying a new cuisine. And of course having a tea party with the neighbour girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Bill Hall actually got a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-9005196912744510670?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/9005196912744510670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/update-on-24-list.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/9005196912744510670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/9005196912744510670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/06/update-on-24-list.html' title='Update on the 24 List'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-4536433208935387997</id><published>2010-05-31T09:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T09:31:27.042-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So Shane came over to dinner...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;...and it went great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we pulled into my driveway I suddenly got a little nervous. He had to calm me down a little bit. We went outside and I joked that we had a double whammy - the neighbours were over. We did introductions and all started talking. Lily and Elise wanted me to jump in the pool so I did. However, the landing wasn't so pretty. I jumped and tried to get my legs crossed so I'd land on my butt. Well I didn't have enough time to do that and was in the process of crossing my legs when I landed so the right side of my right food hit my left leg just below my knee. I hobbled back home in pain and my the spot on my left leg swelled up so bad, maybe 4" x 2". I put some ice on it and the swelling went down, but even the slightest touch still hurts. The neighbours left and then it was just us four talking and eating. The conversation flowed so easily, which is what I really hoped for. And my parents REALLY like him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the weekend...hmmm. I worked Friday, went for a bit of a run, and went grocery shopping. I went downtown and read at coffeeshop for almost an hour and then met Shane and Val at work at the end of their shift. We went out for a few drinks. They were delicious, but they caught up with me. I did not get sick, but I felt awful on Saturday morning. Shane took very good care of me. :) I walked him to work, went to the westside farmer's market and then headed home. I had mac 'n cheese, napped and then went to pick my boy up for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday should have been a great day, but it was meh. I woke up with an awful cold and a bit of a cough. Val and I went to the Brewer game. It was soooooo hot and our seats were in the sun. We maybe spent half the game in my seats and then the other half finding shade. Between her being sunburned and overheated and me being sick and overheated none of us had the best of times after maybe the 4th inning. We're still glad we went and we had fun, but circumstances prevented it from being great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I did make my new weekly recipe last week: pop-tarts. They were okay - nothing special and they don't hold up in a cookie jar so I'm going to have to throw them out. I won't post the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I feel awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-4536433208935387997?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4536433208935387997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-shane-came-over-to-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4536433208935387997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4536433208935387997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/so-shane-came-over-to-dinner.html' title='So Shane came over to dinner...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1597494688316771791</id><published>2010-05-26T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T17:19:18.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday is the day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Shane is (most likely) coming over for dinner, hence, meeting the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung out yesterday evening and I asked when he worked on Saturday (12-4) and if he was doing anything in the evening (no, and he wanted to get out of his house). Instead of phrasing it like "my parents want to meet you - come over" I said that we were having a barbeque and that he was invited. He didn't come up with any excuses and he did not seem nervous at the possibility. I'll most likely be seeing him Friday night. I'm excited that he's coming over for dinner and meeting my folks. Like I've said before my friends like him, he treats me well and I'll tell my parents the cute/sweet things he has done. Hell it may be a double whammy - if the neighbours are home and outside they'll come over too! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been okay. I officially started my marathon training guide/plan. It's been sooooo warm and humid in the mornings so I'm glad that I'm only doing short runs. I did my long run today; it was supposed to be Friday, but I didn't want to run 6 miles at 12:30 p.m. after working in the morning. I am definitely a morning/before work runner. It's one thing running 3-5 miles after work, but longer would most likely be tough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I have my second Miss Pole class tonight. I am so glad I take that class - it's so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1597494688316771791?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1597494688316771791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-is-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1597494688316771791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1597494688316771791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-is-day.html' title='Saturday is the day'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-268067107061208619</id><published>2010-05-22T15:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T15:30:58.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Whiskey-chocolate cake</title><content type='html'>I am currently in the process of making it for my friend's birthday dinner tonight. I'm just in the beginning stages, but it already smells sooooo good.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past few days have been okay. I'm working less since we're on our summer hours, but that's okay...for the time being. Maybe that'll give me a chance to work on my volunteer options.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shane and I had another sleepover. I was tired and went to bed before he did. &lt;i&gt;CUTE ALERT:&lt;/i&gt; He helped me get comfy, tucked me in and kissed me goodnight. He'll sometimes say "I can't believe I landed someone like you" or something like that, but &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; should be the one saying that. It's all those little things that just make me so happy and feel special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My Brewers have been playing like crap lately. Ugh. And today's start isn't looking any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random thought: The new neighbour puppy is soooo cute!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-268067107061208619?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/268067107061208619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/whiskey-chocolate-cake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/268067107061208619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/268067107061208619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/whiskey-chocolate-cake.html' title='Whiskey-chocolate cake'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8179022789477969366</id><published>2010-05-19T15:36:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T15:36:24.568-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe and pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;This week's new recipe was an oat scone from the Ovens of Brittany, a well-known Madison bakery that was in business for almost 30 years. One of my regulars from the bakery comes into the coffeeshop about once a week and she gave me the recipe. It tasted pretty good. I used dried cranberries since I didn't have currants, but any dried fruit of your liking would suffice. Below is the full recipe; I cut it into quarters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ovens of Brittany Oat Scones:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 cups AP flour&lt;br /&gt;-3 cups oats&lt;br /&gt;-1/2 cup sugar&lt;br /&gt;-2 T. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;-2 t. cream of tartar&lt;br /&gt;-1 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;-1 1/2 cups dried currants&lt;br /&gt;-2/3 cup melted butter&lt;br /&gt;-2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;-1 1/2 cups milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine the dry ingredients. Melt the butter in a separate bowl and then add the eggs and milk. Add it to the dry ingredients and mix for a sticky dough. On a floured board, roll out to 3/4" thickness. Cut with a biscuit butter or 2 1/2" diameter glass. Bake at 360 (yes, 360) for 22 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A serious face in this one, but oh so cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/rhr_fan/pic/00004tz8/" id="link_15" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rhr_fan/pic/00002a6s/s320x240" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 4px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 4px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 4px; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 4px; border-width: initial; float: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got him to smile in this one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="240" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/rhr_fan/pic/00003rtc/s320x240" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 4px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 4px; border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 4px; border-style: initial; border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 4px; border-width: initial; float: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8179022789477969366?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8179022789477969366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-recipe-and-pictures.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8179022789477969366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8179022789477969366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-recipe-and-pictures.html' title='New recipe and pictures'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3860960797732204557</id><published>2010-05-17T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T18:41:38.183-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A lovely, but chilly picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So late last week Shane and I decided to go on a picnic Sunday. The original forecast called for it to be sunny and 70 - almost perfect! It was actually 63, overcast and a bit windy. It was still a lovely time. We went to Lake Kegonsa, which is about 15 minutes away from Madison. I had packed sandwiches, veggies and dip, fruit, teddy grahams, cheetoes, a pear-almond tart and various beverages. It was very good. We sat and talked for hours. We had fun playing on some playground equipment. I have some pictures; I'll post those later in the week since we're seeing each other again tomorrow and will try for more pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was nice. I worked Saturday and Sunday mornings. It was so cute seeing all of the graduates come in in their cap and gowns. Today it was pleasantly steady at work. With almost all of the students gone we have definitely slowed down, but it was nothing like last summer. I think it helps that we are better known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I open and then plan on going for a run after work. I need to run some errands in the afternoon and then Shane and I will be spending the evening together. I may bring my violin, I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Older sisters, I may need your advice later on in the week. Going through something and I may not be able to "figure" it out on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3860960797732204557?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3860960797732204557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/lovely-but-chilly-picnic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3860960797732204557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3860960797732204557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/lovely-but-chilly-picnic.html' title='A lovely, but chilly picnic'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-272411944666729889</id><published>2010-05-15T12:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T12:27:30.257-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking with my boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can have open and honest conversations with one another. We'll just lie down and talk for hours. Yesterday we had a long conversation about our relationship and sex. And kids and abortion. Yeah, maybe a bit early for some of that talk. Talk about "light" dinner conversations. LOL We started talking about why neither of us are ready to become parents. Or even want to become parents. And that got the whole abortion topic started, which we agree on. The conversation became lighter as the evening went on. He gave me some really nice compliments and I of course gave him some. I almost cried when he called me beautiful because I knew it was sincere and from the heart and he wasn't saying it just to please me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I posted earlier I love lying next to him. I did not want to leave his place early this morning. I was tired and it would have been so much easier to fall asleep with him and wake up and go to work. Another time. Speaking of another time we're (hopefully) having a picnic on Sunday! We're going to Lake Kegonsa. I wanted to go to Devil's Lake, but it's further away and with me opening Monday morning I'd rather have a 15-20 minute drive than a 45-60 minute drive. We'll have more time to spend there and we'll most likely talk more. I'm taking my camera so hopefully I'll have some cute pictures to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I hope y'all don't mind some of these mushy posts. This relationship is still new so I'll probably have my fair share of them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-272411944666729889?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/272411944666729889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/talking-with-my-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/272411944666729889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/272411944666729889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/talking-with-my-boyfriend.html' title='Talking with my boyfriend'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6812512569770264649</id><published>2010-05-12T19:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T19:54:17.389-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe 6/52</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I'm currently noming on it as I type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Balsamic-Glazed Salmon:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-salmon fillet(s)&lt;br /&gt;-olive oil&lt;br /&gt;-chicken broth&lt;br /&gt;-balsamic vinegar&lt;br /&gt;-brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;-orange juice&lt;br /&gt;-salt&lt;br /&gt;-pepper&lt;br /&gt;-ginger*&lt;br /&gt;-garlic*&lt;br /&gt;-cornstarch, if necessary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chop the ginger and garlic. Marinate the salmon in the oil, broth, vinegar, juice, sugar, salt, pepper, ginger and garlic for 2-4 hours. Bake at 350 for 15-25 minutes (depending on size and thickness of fillets). While fish cooks bring the marinade to a boil and reduce until it thickens. If it is not thick enough by the time the salmon is done thicken it with the cornstarch. Pour sauce on top of fish or serve the sauce on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes:&lt;br /&gt;-While the original recipe included amounts I did not because it really depends on how much fish you have. Plus I LOVE balsamic so I probably used a bit more than what the recipe called for.&lt;br /&gt;-The original recipe did not call for the ginger and garlic, but I put it in for flavour. Plus it's delicious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6812512569770264649?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6812512569770264649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-recipe-652.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6812512569770264649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6812512569770264649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-recipe-652.html' title='New recipe 6/52'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-5277106325852149630</id><published>2010-05-07T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T20:34:36.145-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe 5/52</title><content type='html'>I've had this recipe for a watermelon cake for NINE years and I finally made it a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You basically add watermelon gelatin mix to a white cake mix and decorate it like a cut-up watermelon. In the original recipe the cake turned out pink, but the only watermelon gelatin I was able to find was green so essentially I had an "inside out" cake. The actual cake itself was green so I decorated it in red icing and used chocolate chips for the seeds, like the recipe called for. It turned out really good - Shane and I shared a little more than half (it was a tiny one, about 3" in diameter) and I polished it off this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I made my own white cake mix and made my own icing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Last night was fun and needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-5277106325852149630?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/5277106325852149630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-recipe-552.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/5277106325852149630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/5277106325852149630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-recipe-552.html' title='New recipe 5/52'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1526985685174683045</id><published>2010-05-03T13:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T13:46:34.565-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday was great!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;So earlier on Saturday before my run I had blogged about how good the weekend was going to be. Well it was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My run on Saturday was great. A bit warmer than I would have liked, but I finished in 1:59:49. I thought I was going to be about 2:05-2:10! When I was driving home I almost felt like I was a bit drunk since my legs weren't used to being still but I made it home okay. I didn't really have much time to rest before my concert. My concert went well. My arms were soooo tired among the run, dress rehearsal and the actual concert itself. To be honest the concert was almost like a blur; it was like I was in a zone. The time seemed to go by so fast, but we were on stage for almost an hour. It was also really warm so I was ready to get out of there! I mainly lounged around Saturday evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I had to open at work. I only worked until noon so that wasn't bad. I stopped home quick before walking over to Jaime's parents house. Jaime, myself, Lindsey and Ashton had a good time visiting. I left early and went home to get ready for a "date night." Shane and I went to a movie and out to eat. Then we went back to his place and had a nice evening/early morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I slept in until almost 9:00. I went for a walk and am soon to go to the grocery store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I'm tired. I also hope I'm able to figure out my dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1526985685174683045?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1526985685174683045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-was-great.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1526985685174683045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1526985685174683045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/saturday-was-great.html' title='Saturday was great!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-4102454197277612479</id><published>2010-05-01T07:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T07:51:34.491-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend of good fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have a busy, but good weekend coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I worked 6-2 and it was MUCH better than the previous Friday. After work I rested for a little bit and then hung out with some friends. We had dinner, made another podcast, played the Goosebumps board game (nostalgia much?) and watched some TV. I left early so I could get some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my 20K run. I'm a bit nervous, but I'm always like that before runs. I feel good though. It's sunny, the winds are light and the temperatures are good. The humidity is a bit high, but I suspect that will go down as the morning goes on. After my run I'll have about 2'ish hours of recovery time before I have to go downtown for my dress rehearsal for my concert. I'll walk around between the rehearsal and concert - don't want my legs to tense up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I work 6:30-12:00. After work I hope to visit Jaime for a few hours since she leaves to go back to NYC early Monday. Shane is done with work at 2:00'ish and we made tentative plans to do something. Speaking of the boyfriend, I am sooo happy he's back. We were able to see each other Thursday evening and it was so good to see him. He told me about his trip, the tour and he showed me pictures that one of his bandmates had taken. I want to go to Europe now! I enjoyed and missed being held by him. It is such an affectionate gesture and he does it well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I am so thankful for such a gorgeous day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-4102454197277612479?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4102454197277612479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-of-good-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4102454197277612479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4102454197277612479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/05/weekend-of-good-fun.html' title='A weekend of good fun'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3105440808421717113</id><published>2010-04-28T20:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T20:00:20.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Nicole - and my 200th blog post!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Shane is back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're hopefully hanging out tomorrow. If we don't that's okay since I've got "back up plans" to go to dinner with friends. I really hope we do. I am going to give him the biggest hug and kiss he's ever received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do mean ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: We has a happy Nicole. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3105440808421717113?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3105440808421717113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-nicole-and-my-200th-blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3105440808421717113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3105440808421717113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-nicole-and-my-200th-blog-post.html' title='Happy Nicole - and my 200th blog post!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-4350542285769786003</id><published>2010-04-27T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T20:08:29.888-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe 4/52</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This one doesn't have an ingredient list. Well, technically it does but I didn't follow a recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really hungry for lamb so I went to Whole Foods after work. I didn't know what I wanted to do with the lamb. I saw that ground lamb was the cheapest so I bought some of that. I don't always go the "cheap" route, but lamb isn't cheap. I bought some buns and made lamb burgers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lamb Burgers:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ground lamb&lt;br /&gt;-salt&lt;br /&gt;-pepper&lt;br /&gt;-diced onion&lt;br /&gt;-worchestershire sauce&lt;br /&gt;-bread crumbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't include amounts because I didn't measure. I started out with 1/2 pound of lamb and maybe a half cup of onion. I love worchestershire sauce so I probably added more than the average person. I used only enough bread crumbs so that the burgers wouldn't fall apart. I had mine with a cucumber-yogurt sauce, tomato and feta cheese. You could probably do the standard "burger fixings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Bob Uecker, you get better soon after your surgery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-4350542285769786003?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4350542285769786003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-recipe-452.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4350542285769786003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4350542285769786003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-recipe-452.html' title='New recipe 4/52'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1328728342047631632</id><published>2010-04-26T09:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:35:43.901-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Here are some highlights from the past week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sorry I haven't blogged for a while. I've been working some long shifts at work and sometimes the last thing I want to do is blog. Here are some highlights of the past week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Got my haircut&lt;br /&gt;-FINALLY have my crowne on&lt;br /&gt;-Had my gyno exam - all tests negative! :)&lt;br /&gt;-Had a real shitty day at work on Friday. I worked 6:00-2:15, but was mentally there only from 9:00-1:00.&lt;br /&gt;-Had a great time at the Brewer game with mom, even though they lost.&lt;br /&gt;-Sunday was a nice, easy day at work. I went to Sam and CC's band concert and then Carolyn joined us for margaritas and dinner.&lt;br /&gt;-Had a few nice runs. Am slowing the mileage down somewhat so I am fresh for my 20K on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I had a dream that mom found my birth control. Good thing I have it hidden in a safe place in real life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1328728342047631632?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1328728342047631632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/here-are-some-highlights-from-past-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1328728342047631632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1328728342047631632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/here-are-some-highlights-from-past-week.html' title='Here are some highlights from the past week'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-2747117159763044523</id><published>2010-04-21T19:39:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T19:39:56.874-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe 3/52</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Success this time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I am stressed or just out of sorts I tend to a) want to spend ALL my time in the kitchen or b) practice my violin. I've been on an oat kick lately and I wanted to make bars that weren't the typical brownie or fruit bars. I did some research and found a peanut butter and jelly bar. I make it and it turned out DELICIOUS! I would use more fruit spread next time as the crust and top layer tend to mask the fruit, but it still tastes great. Below is the full recipe; I halved it and put it in an 8x8. And as usual I used less sugar, fat, salt and used a bit of wheat flour in place of the AP flour. I ALSO made my own quick fruit spread, but your favourite would suffice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Peanut Butter and Jelly Oat Bars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;-3/4 cup (1 1/2 sticks) butter&lt;br /&gt;-1/2 cup peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;-2 cups AND 2 tablespoons flour&lt;br /&gt;-1 teaspoon salt&lt;br /&gt;-1/2 teaspoon baking soda&lt;br /&gt;-1 1/2 cups oats&lt;br /&gt;-1/3 cup water or milk&lt;br /&gt;-1 cup fruit preserves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream the sugar, butter and peanut butter. In a separate bowl combine the flour, salt, baking soda and oats. Slowly stir the oat mixture into the creamed mixture until just combined. Add the water a little bit at a time; you want the mixture to come together, but not be too wet. Place half of the mixture into a greased 9x13 pan. Spread the preserves over the bottom layer and then sprinkle the remaining oat mixture on top. Bake at 350 until the edges are slightly brown, about 20-30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Salad and ice cream for dinner tomorrow - yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-2747117159763044523?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2747117159763044523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-recipe-352.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2747117159763044523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2747117159763044523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-recipe-352.html' title='New recipe 3/52'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-2889970512259345629</id><published>2010-04-20T17:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T17:58:08.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Heard from the boyfriend</title><content type='html'>He thinks he'll be gone at least another week and that he'll let me know for sure when he's coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm disappointed but honestly I'm just glad I heard from him. He's safe and his band is playing more shows so it's not a complete loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm a bit more than disappointed, but like my previous blog post I am not going to complain since there are other women and men is WAY worse situations than I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said he misses me though. :) I told him that when he gets back he's receiving the biggest hug and kiss EVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Making challah bread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-2889970512259345629?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2889970512259345629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/heard-from-boyfriend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2889970512259345629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2889970512259345629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/heard-from-boyfriend.html' title='Heard from the boyfriend'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-2744222035664166621</id><published>2010-04-18T20:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T20:41:17.799-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A thankful blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;When I was thinking about blogging earlier I was going to blog more about Shane. With the help of mom I realized that he probably won't be back as originally scheduled because of the delays due to the volcano. My emotions have been up-and-down since. They still are that way and I do want him home, but I realized something:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9966ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;Be thankful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9966ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9966ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful you know where he is&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful he is safer staying in Europe a bit longer&lt;br /&gt;Be thankful he was able to go on this amazing adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the one that really got me thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicole, be thankful he is not in Iraq or Afghanistan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are plenty of wives, spouses, fiancees, girlfriends, etc. whose men are risking their lives over there every single day. They would rather by in&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;shoes. I am guessing Shane will be gone 1-1 1/2 weeks longer than anticipated. These women (and men) have a timeline of when their loved ones will be home, but it's not exact. It could be longer; shorter. There is always the possibility of severe injury or death. I should&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;be complaining about my boyfriend being gone a week or so longer than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thankful for these men and women who are out there in the Middle East. Regardless of opinion about the wars these men and women deserve our most humble gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I will continue to have these up-and-down emotions about Shane, but I will not complain via blog or by word of mouth. He &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;WILL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; be coming home to me sooner than later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Yay RHR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-2744222035664166621?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2744222035664166621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/thankful-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2744222035664166621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2744222035664166621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/thankful-blog.html' title='A thankful blog'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-2413048661932120025</id><published>2010-04-16T20:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T20:34:55.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes, I know this is pathetic</title><content type='html'>I miss my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, for some reason, I am just REALLY missing him. I've missed him this whole time, but for some reason today it's just REALLY bad. Maybe it's because I had a day off and my mind wasn't pre-occupied with other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When he's here in Madison it's not like we're able to talk or see each other every day, but I think part of it is the fact that he's NOT here. I can't call him or send him a quick message. He'll be home the middle of next week. I won't be able to see him until probably sometime next weekend. And that's another part that gets me. I want to hold him and hear about his adventures. I want to stroke that gorgeous beard of his and just be with him. And kiss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another busy work week next week so that will help. I'll have long days Tuesday-Friday. Saturday night I'm going to the Brewer game with mom. I have a short day on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it'll be okay. I guess it just helps to write these things down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-2413048661932120025?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2413048661932120025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/yes-i-know-this-is-pathetic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2413048661932120025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2413048661932120025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/yes-i-know-this-is-pathetic.html' title='Yes, I know this is pathetic'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6741314157172218646</id><published>2010-04-15T20:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T20:20:02.063-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's the weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I haven't had a 2-day weekend in a LONG time so I am excited! I came home and had a beer and it was great. Now I want more ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for a run this morning, about 10K. It's funny since it seemed shorter than 10K. I guess I'm just running often/far enough where 10K (6.25 miles for those who don't know) doesn't seem as far anymore. Makes me feel good about my 20K in two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is a random blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been writing more poetry lately. Shane and I were talking about stuff and I was telling him how I used to want to be a writer and how I used to write A LOT. He said I should try it up again. Poetry wasn't my favourite when I was younger, but I think I like it now since they're shorter and I can get "to the point" a lot quicker. I'll have these ideas for a short story and I'll write a few chapters, but then I don't know where to go from there and I get frustrated so I stop. I've written a few poems in the past week that I've liked. I may share them. Well, at the moment just one of them since two are about Shane and private. The other one is about my violin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I want more ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6741314157172218646?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6741314157172218646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6741314157172218646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6741314157172218646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-weekend.html' title='It&apos;s the weekend!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7116195204022277778</id><published>2010-04-13T18:10:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T18:10:18.548-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe 2/52</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;It was horrible. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a little bit of pumpkin left and a little bit of pineapple left so I found a recipe that used both. It tasted fine at first, but the aftertaste was gross. It was essentially a pumpkin custard topped with pineapple chunks. I'm not even going to post the recipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off my morning sucked. I thought my dentist appointment was today. I was told it was today, but they scheduled it for NEXT Tuesday. I tried to change it since I have my gyno appointment at 9:30, but luckily my dentist is at 8:00. They weren't able to get me in sooner and I am sick and tired of dealing with the dentist so I'm just keeping it that day. Two openings being examined in one day...super.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work went okay. I'm visiting Alison tomorrow so that will be fun. I may go to Ward Brodt after my visit. It's a music store and it's on the way home and I could use some new music. Plus I'll see how much a new shoulder rest is. I've had mine for almost 10 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making dinner tonight. Cheddar-chive scones and some sort of pasta dish. Since I have left over frosting from my birthday cake I'm going to make cupcakes and decorate them to take tomorrow when I visit Alison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: A little over a week until the boyfriend is back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7116195204022277778?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7116195204022277778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-recipe-252.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7116195204022277778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7116195204022277778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-recipe-252.html' title='New recipe 2/52'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-2132582816633986386</id><published>2010-04-11T20:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T20:07:56.602-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving out seems mighty good right about now</title><content type='html'>Just sayin'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-2132582816633986386?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2132582816633986386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/moving-out-seems-mighty-good-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2132582816633986386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2132582816633986386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/moving-out-seems-mighty-good-right.html' title='Moving out seems mighty good right about now'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8403926846907388817</id><published>2010-04-09T19:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T19:07:57.325-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe 1/52</title><content type='html'>I was craving pumpkin. I wanted to find a recipe that wasn't pumpkin bread, cake, etc. I found a recipe for pumpkin cornbread. The raw dough left me thinking that it wasn't going to be good, but after it was baked it turned out yummy! Drizzle a little bit of honey and you have a winner. Below is the original recipe; I halved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pumpkin Cornbread&lt;br /&gt;-1 cup AP flour&lt;br /&gt;-3/4 cup cornmeal&lt;br /&gt;-1 t. baking powder&lt;br /&gt;-1/2 t. baking soda&lt;br /&gt;-1/4 t. salt&lt;br /&gt;-2 eggs&lt;br /&gt;-1 cup pumpkin&lt;br /&gt;-1/2 cup brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;-1/4 cup canola oil&lt;br /&gt;-1 cup chopped pecans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine/whisk the first 5 ingredients and the brown sugar. Whisk the eggs, pumpkin, and oil until just combined. Add the pecans. For deep bread put into a greased 8x8 or 9x9; for thin place into a greased 9x13. Bake at 350 until done - start at 15 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notes: of course I used less sugar, oil and nuts. A few of the reviews suggested adding some spices to it, but I think it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Found Shane the funniest t-shirt, but I didn't buy it. Don't know if he'd appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8403926846907388817?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8403926846907388817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-recipe-152.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8403926846907388817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8403926846907388817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/new-recipe-152.html' title='New recipe 1/52'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7531219666844433768</id><published>2010-04-06T20:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T20:35:34.142-05:00</updated><title type='text'>It's only been a few hours</title><content type='html'>Shane leaves for Europe tomorrow to tour with one of the bands. He'll be gone for two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only been a few hours since we said our last goodbyes, but I already miss him and want it to be two weeks from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily I've got my family, friends, neighbours, baseball and work to keep me busy. These two weeks will probably just fly by...I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of me is like "Nicole, it's only two weeks." But I think because this is a new relationship and we're still getting to know each other that it just seems different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's going to be a good experience for him and that he'll have an amazing time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In awesome/sweet news, he called me honey this evening. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Maybe I should try some writing again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7531219666844433768?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7531219666844433768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-only-been-few-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7531219666844433768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7531219666844433768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-only-been-few-hours.html' title='It&apos;s only been a few hours'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3270382726847128514</id><published>2010-04-03T16:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T16:22:06.831-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>I worked on my birthday. I only had to work 4 1/2 hours so it wasn't too bad. I thought about getting a $10 pedicure, but the next available appointment wasn't for another hour and I had things to do to get ready so I caught the bus back to my car. I went to the store to pick up a few more items for dinner. I made lunch and took a nap. I still wanted to paint my toenails so I walked to Walgreens and bought a bottle. I came home and worked on dinner. All of my friends were at my house by 7:20, which was when dinner was actually ready by too. We ate dinner and had delicious booze cake. We were downtown a little after 10:00. Shane met up with us. Everyone got along, which made me happy. My friends like Shane and he likes my friends so that's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been okay. My stomach did not like what I had for lunch yesterday so it was giving me some issues. I think it's finally happy. I'm staying away from rich, heavy foods for a while. I rarely eat those in the first place so I think that's why my stomach was so upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Opening Day in two days!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3270382726847128514?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3270382726847128514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthday_03.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3270382726847128514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3270382726847128514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthday_03.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1275821938259953769</id><published>2010-04-02T18:35:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T18:35:40.434-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Birthday went well. Will post a full re-cap tomorrow. My stomach is bothering me so I really don't want to be on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: There's a reason why I make the majority of my own meals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Random thought #2: Shane and I are officially boyfriend-girlfriend now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1275821938259953769?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1275821938259953769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1275821938259953769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1275821938259953769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/04/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7506601715004726941</id><published>2010-03-29T15:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:58:03.542-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The work-heavy weekend</title><content type='html'>I worked 7 hours Friday, 8 hours Saturday and almost 8 hours on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday and Saturday evenings were spent getting ready for the respective business launches of&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lauratakesphotos.blogspot.com/"&gt;LZ&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://happilybecki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becki&lt;/a&gt;. I catered their event and specialized on vegan food since Becki is vegan. It was not very hard to make vegan food. I choose "easier" recipes since it was my first time. The crispi bars were awesome and so easy to make. I've made hummus before. I've made cupcakes before; I just had to substitute a few ingredients. The black bean-and-rice cakes didn't call for any "interesting" ingredients, but it had a lot of steps. But they were soooo good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday wasn't my best day and I let the little things get to me. I was a bit upset since I had not heard from Shane. I just like knowing whether I have plans or not so I can plan my day accordingly. I was also mad at myself for letting myself get so upset over something so trivial. I thought about having some kitchen therapy, but I decided to play my violin instead. Well not even 10 minutes after I started playing Shane called and we made plans. We saw a movie and hung out and talked and did other fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was supposed to get my new crowne, but because the dentist didn't like the colour I have to go back next week. Oh well. Mom and I ran some errands. I'm about to make some granola bars. I thought about walking to the liquor store so I can make my birthday cake (it calls for booze), but I'm just going to go after work tomorrow and make the cake tomorrow evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Pics of the boy to come soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7506601715004726941?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7506601715004726941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/work-heavy-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7506601715004726941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7506601715004726941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/work-heavy-weekend.html' title='The work-heavy weekend'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8469201712520850731</id><published>2010-03-24T19:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T19:02:32.288-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ugh $^$##@Q$^#$%#</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Warning: stupid blog post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So heard back from Shane and he's busy tonight. At least he called. But part of me is bummed that we can't hang out tonight. And with stuff I have to do my best day isn't until Sunday. But I really want to see him and I miss him and I just want to kiss him and put my hands through his gorgeous brown hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some kitchen therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Sorry for this post - I just needed to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8469201712520850731?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8469201712520850731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/ugh-q.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8469201712520850731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8469201712520850731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/ugh-q.html' title='Ugh $^$##@Q$^#$%#'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-5868996698546827365</id><published>2010-03-24T10:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T10:28:21.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running part deux</title><content type='html'>Ran a little over 8 miles this morning and had a cool-down walk of a little over one mile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole, 1. Yesterday's running issue, 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-5868996698546827365?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/5868996698546827365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/running-part-deux.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/5868996698546827365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/5868996698546827365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/running-part-deux.html' title='Running part deux'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-543345659237515128</id><published>2010-03-23T07:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T07:51:50.562-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Running</title><content type='html'>I had my alarm set today and was all prepared to go running. When it went off I let it go off for a few minutes and then I reset it and went back to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy running, but I don't want to get burned out by it. I went running yesterday, will go tomorrow and will run Thursday. I'll probably also run Friday and/or Sunday after work. Today after work I'll walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I don't exercise a certain amount I most likely feel like I should have. I used to be really overweight and sometimes have that certain body image still in my head. When people ask me if when I look in the mirror and see my "old self" I have to be honest and answer "sometimes." I mean I was that way for a very long time and I've had this "new body" only for a few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit scared to weigh myself this morning. I try and weigh myself weekly just to see how I'm doing. I have a number I like to stay right at or below. I'm only a bit scared since it's been a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I weren't so anal about my weight, food and exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-543345659237515128?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/543345659237515128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/running.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/543345659237515128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/543345659237515128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/running.html' title='Running'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-9190403462744778035</id><published>2010-03-19T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T21:13:11.097-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Allergies? Sickness?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Remember Wednesday morning after my run I said I didn't feel the best? Well the feelings have continued, but not continuously. I felt the same Thursday morning on my way to work. I was hot, then cold, hot, than cold. I felt better as the day went on. I played with my neighbour girls for almost an hour yesterday and then went out with some friends. As soon as I got home and sat down I started having that feeling again of being really tired and achy. I slept fine last night and felt fine to go on a short run this morning. Well on my way to work I got that achy feeling again. I started work at 9:00 and didn't feel okay until maybe 10:30. The rest of the day I have felt fine. I sleep okay and don't feel achy all the time so I don't know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work all weekend; not a surprise there. I work 10-5 tomorrow although if it's not too busy I may send myself home. Or most likely send someone else home. I wouldn't mind a shorter day, but as assistant manager I should probably give someone else the option. We're grilling tomorrow night. I open on Sunday and after work I'm meeting Val at the Old Fashioned for a drink and late lunch. I think I'm going to try the Door County Cherry Wheat. The Blueberry Ale also intrigued me, but after reading the description on how it's often used in "beer cocktails" I've decided against it. It'll be nice to see Val - I haven't seen her since her birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shane is away at South-by-Southwest so I won't see him until Wednesday at the earliest. I miss seeing him, but work has been keeping me busy. I've got my friends, family, neighbours, etc. I sent him a message earlier. I'll probably send him another one Tuesday. I know he wouldn't think I was crazy if I sent him messages more often, but I don't want to be "that crazy girl" that sends her guy stuff ALL THE TIME. One of these days I'll get a picture of him or us on here so you'll all know what he looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Stupid mouth hurts too. Nicole = FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-9190403462744778035?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/9190403462744778035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/allergies-sickness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/9190403462744778035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/9190403462744778035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/allergies-sickness.html' title='Allergies? Sickness?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-2083923096740660286</id><published>2010-03-17T20:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T20:31:21.532-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gorgeous day out today</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;It was so gorgeous out today. I had a nice 6-mile run this morning. I started feeling a bit out of it so I walked the 1.40'ish miles home and I ached real bad. I felt better after a shower and having something to eat, but I just sat there for a bit. I was kitchen queen this afternoon and evening. I made and took a few phone calls. I played with my neighbour girls. They are so freaking adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad and I are on good terms again. We really didn't talk a lot Monday and I was at work for most of yesterday, but things have been better since last evening. He said a few nasty things and to be honest he probably forgot he said them. I'm not one to hold a grudge or rub it in his face if I get really pissed. For that matter mom said some mean things too. Having smoky eyes does make one goth or have shitty make up. Am I going to have smoky eyes all the time? No, but it's fun every once in a while. I'll just have to take it off before I get home. Or tell them I'm going to be home late and have them not wait up so I can take if off once I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm almost 23 and they do give me my space. We were filling out the census today and I brought it up how one of my friends is moving out of the Posse house and they would be willing to give me the first choice of being the new roommate. I then brought up the pros-and-cons I had already thought of. They then said they don't mind having me and that lots of people my age are still living at home. BUT I'M ALMOST 23 AND SOMETIMES I JUST WANT TO GET THE FUCK OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I hope this new episode of Law and Order: SVU is a good one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-2083923096740660286?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2083923096740660286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/gorgeous-day-out-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2083923096740660286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2083923096740660286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/gorgeous-day-out-today.html' title='Gorgeous day out today'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8855279767897463189</id><published>2010-03-15T22:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T22:07:45.997-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The weekend - the good, the bad and the ugly</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I'm going to try and make it look prettier, a la&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.happilybecki.blogspot.com/"&gt;Becki&lt;/a&gt;. Mine won't be as creative, but not too shabby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;The good:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Decent days of work on Saturday and Sunday&lt;br /&gt;-Hanging out with Shane Sunday evening :)&lt;br /&gt;-Spending some time with Kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;The bad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Having to suddenly open Sunday so I really lost 2 hours of sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Being able to chew on only one side of my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Spending $35 at Sephora on two products; however, they will last me a LONG time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: line-through;"&gt;The ugly:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;-Getting chewed out by my parents (parts of it legit) at 3:00 a.m. this morning; not the "homecoming" I was looking fo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8855279767897463189?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8855279767897463189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-good-bad-and-ugly.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8855279767897463189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8855279767897463189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/weekend-good-bad-and-ugly.html' title='The weekend - the good, the bad and the ugly'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1995826945799077577</id><published>2010-03-10T22:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T22:39:23.500-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Officially dating now</title><content type='html'>Yay! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honestly did not expect this to happen. It's so true when it happens when you least expect it or are not looking. I went to Val's 21st birthday party because I wanted to help a great friend celebrate. Shane is a co-worker of hers and was there to help her celebrate as well. He was at the same end of the table I was at and all of us at that end were just talking. We began talking one-on-one at the next place, exchanged numbers and have gone from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: This is fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1995826945799077577?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1995826945799077577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/officially-dating-now.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1995826945799077577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1995826945799077577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/officially-dating-now.html' title='Officially dating now'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1430734083105645027</id><published>2010-03-08T22:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T22:37:07.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>News about a boy</title><content type='html'>I met a guy at Val's birthday party. We hit it off real well and have gone out a few times. We can easily talk and have a great time together. We'll see where this goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Ooohhhh this could be fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1430734083105645027?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1430734083105645027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/news-about-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1430734083105645027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1430734083105645027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/news-about-boy.html' title='News about a boy'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7827994082560849379</id><published>2010-03-05T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:05:15.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What sickness was that?</title><content type='html'>I'm better today. Yesterday I felt awful. I felt fine Wednesday evening when I hung out with Shane. Thursday morning I woke up and felt crappy. At first I thought I was hungover so I was like "Nicole, suck it up." I got up, got dressed and sat back down and basically stared at the wall for 30 minutes. I called in to work. I can function hungover so this was definitely something else. I slept for a bit and thought okay I can go to work. Nope. I stared at the wall and my mom helped put me to bed. I barely had an appetite all day yesterday. I just started getting it back today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work went well today. After work mom and I ran errands. I slept a bit before heading over to the Posse house for some guy talk. I came home and actually ate real food. Now I am listening to the Vitamin String Quartet, which is amazing by the way. Thanks itunes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Here is a photo from when a bunch of us helped&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lauratakesphotos.blogspot.com/"&gt;LZ&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;with one of the items on her 24 List. Photo credit goes to her as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlGZNGKroxc/S2svWlvOOoI/AAAAAAAAAZo/lCZYX1-tdE8/s1600/IMG_3963.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlGZNGKroxc/S2svWlvOOoI/AAAAAAAAAZo/lCZYX1-tdE8/s320/IMG_3963.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7827994082560849379?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7827994082560849379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-sickness-was-that.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7827994082560849379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7827994082560849379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-sickness-was-that.html' title='What sickness was that?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FlGZNGKroxc/S2svWlvOOoI/AAAAAAAAAZo/lCZYX1-tdE8/s72-c/IMG_3963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6589504753583875387</id><published>2010-03-03T18:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T18:02:08.748-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I used to have some writing talent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;I was looking through an old creative writing notebook and thought you all might enjoy this one. :) The original exercise was to create a character. This is from almost 5 years ago actually - dated March 5th, 2005. There is quite a bit of swearing so hopefully no one is offended. If you are don't read it and tell me you did anyways. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/post-create.g?blogID=7694113836820854810" name="cutid1" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tony Katzming...the biggest druggie you'll ever meet. Holy shit. Everyone called Tony "Katz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You first meet Katz when some friends of yours take you to a party and he is there. Your eyes meet and hours later you two are on the couch smoking joints and drinking God knows what. You notice everything about him: shaggy brown hair, short and stubble snoz, and li[s so bright and full that would taste like tequila, which they did most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says you'll notice Katz's bright, green eyes first, which is the truth. Everyone says they're like a drug. You hear all the stories, how he could have become a model with those eyes. How he could have become a famous actor and been on the "OC" if it wasn't for that damn, yet hot, Adam Brody. Nope. Instead you two are sitting in his basement getting drunk as fuck instead of sitting at some chic restaurant in Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the night goes on you ask him about his family. That triggers something. Instead of staying the happy-go-lucky drunk he goes into the depressed, crying drunk. Even though you guys are long gone Katz informs you every detail about his childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My dad died of cancer when I was 4."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh...I'm sorry...man," you say. "That really bites."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And then my mom married this no-good piece of shit man who used to beat the shit out of all of us. That no good son of a bitch...I'd kill the mother fucker if he ever..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lost interest as the wall turns into the sea. You hear the typical - Katz's stepdad made him turn to drugs and it's been that way since. "Five years now..." he says. It's like some big anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katz passes out after his tirade. Your friends come get you and plan to take you to Shar's house to sober up. You take one last look at Katz. His friends are putting him on his stomach. Although you're still in la-la land, his green eyes have turned into ugly moss. You realize how far he has gone and that you cannot save him. Katz was like the one-night stand that, thankfully, never happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last paragraph is my favourite, especially the last sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Going out tonight...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6589504753583875387?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6589504753583875387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-used-to-have-some-writing-talent.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6589504753583875387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6589504753583875387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-used-to-have-some-writing-talent.html' title='I used to have some writing talent'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3221940154721893469</id><published>2010-03-02T18:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:48:07.516-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I anticipate/worry too much</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shouldn't and know that it's not good for me yet I still continue to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to talk to one of my friends and have him tell me to calm down or in his words "take a chill pill."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still kind of worrying and am basically anticipating the "worst" so that if it happens I am not as upset with the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, Nicole Anne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I had a total of 2 1/2 shots of espresso yet I am still tired.&lt;br /&gt;Random thought #2: That 5-mile run before work was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3221940154721893469?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3221940154721893469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-anticipateworry-too-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3221940154721893469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3221940154721893469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-anticipateworry-too-much.html' title='I anticipate/worry too much'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-637122312270474186</id><published>2010-02-28T18:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T18:09:31.272-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So I took my camera on a run</title><content type='html'>It was a cloudy day, but I was able to get some decent shots with my dinky camera. The whole album is&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2087398&amp;amp;id=211700057&amp;amp;ref=nf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sE7V8k2OI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QfLHlKq_P-8/s1600-h/06+-+Cap+city+trail+start.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sE7V8k2OI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QfLHlKq_P-8/s320/06+-+Cap+city+trail+start.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sFDERDnvI/AAAAAAAAACA/k_r0iZVlGRY/s1600-h/09+-+Starkweather+creek.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sFDERDnvI/AAAAAAAAACA/k_r0iZVlGRY/s320/09+-+Starkweather+creek.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sFMNdY0vI/AAAAAAAAACI/2D-pkfFISv4/s1600-h/13+-+bakery+sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sFMNdY0vI/AAAAAAAAACI/2D-pkfFISv4/s320/13+-+bakery+sign.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sFXURnMGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KXOX6Tx08wA/s1600-h/20+-+cool+architecture+on+Lakeland.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sFXURnMGI/AAAAAAAAACQ/KXOX6Tx08wA/s320/20+-+cool+architecture+on+Lakeland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sFgCMqmnI/AAAAAAAAACY/GPtj5aQd8Ak/s1600-h/23+-+Cottage+Grove+Road+%40+Monona+Drive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sFgCMqmnI/AAAAAAAAACY/GPtj5aQd8Ak/s320/23+-+Cottage+Grove+Road+%40+Monona+Drive.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sFn1hMNoI/AAAAAAAAACg/2Txs_ZtjR_Y/s1600-h/25+-+Acewood+and+Martha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sFn1hMNoI/AAAAAAAAACg/2Txs_ZtjR_Y/s320/25+-+Acewood+and+Martha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;A total of 8.66 miles was ran. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Random thought: I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;~Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-637122312270474186?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/637122312270474186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-i-took-my-camera-on-run.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/637122312270474186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/637122312270474186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-i-took-my-camera-on-run.html' title='So I took my camera on a run'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S4sE7V8k2OI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QfLHlKq_P-8/s72-c/06+-+Cap+city+trail+start.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6426398368998080996</id><published>2010-02-26T21:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T21:51:40.606-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture blog coming soon</title><content type='html'>Coming Sunday. For you&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://lauratakesphotos.blogspot.com/"&gt;LZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing exciting has really happened. Or it has, but I have yet to blog about it. Going to a work-theme party tomorrow night so I'll be wearing my culinary uniform. That's why we'll have plenty of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my camera wasn't so heavy I'd take it on a run and take pictures as I go. Maybe I'll try that tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6426398368998080996?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6426398368998080996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/picture-blog-coming-soon.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6426398368998080996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6426398368998080996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/picture-blog-coming-soon.html' title='Picture blog coming soon'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-393067069568188891</id><published>2010-02-24T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T20:58:29.789-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's got game?</title><content type='html'>Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-393067069568188891?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/393067069568188891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/whos-got-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/393067069568188891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/393067069568188891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/whos-got-game.html' title='Who&apos;s got game?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6278870858863205854</id><published>2010-02-22T13:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T13:52:32.555-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The morning from hell</title><content type='html'>So my period came early - AGAIN. 5-7 days early in fact. No warning either. Nothing much I can really do about it, but it gets annoying since with me now having essentially no clue as to when to expect it I could get caught out when I'm having a good time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On an even crappier note I have to have a root canal and a crowne put in. I noticed when the dentist came in he was looking at my x-rays longer and I thought "oh I have a cavity, crap." He then said that part of a tooth had chipped. I hadn't noticed any pain and I was hoping it wouldn't be anything major. Nope. I cried a bit in the chair, but kept it under control. My hygenist was real cool and explained some things about the procedure; she had just had one herself. I made my appointments and as soon as I got into the car I lost it. I had to go to the grocery store for a few items and since it was after 9:00 a.m. I needed a liquor store run. Bought some kiwi-flavoured vodka; I'll try it later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry for this lack-of-happy news post. The only good thing was most of yesterday when I hung out with my friends the entire day except when I wasn't working. Thanks for coffee, dinner, beer and conversations. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random thought: Hey Booth, some of the men curlers are cute too. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6278870858863205854?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6278870858863205854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/morning-from-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6278870858863205854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6278870858863205854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/morning-from-hell.html' title='The morning from hell'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6816414073265657907</id><published>2010-02-19T21:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T21:05:36.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I've figured things out...</title><content type='html'>...I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always go back to the same answer. The past 2-3 days my mind has been all over the place on an issue, but this morning my mind went back to the answer it always does. And after talking to my good friend Jen for almost 1 1/2 hours on the phone she reassured me of my decision. I've posted this before: sometimes I make things too dang complicated on myself and I just need some reassurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was good. It was my co-worker's 21st birthday so I went out with her and some of her friends. A few other co-workers joined us as well. I was driving so I did not drink as much as everyone else. At the end of the night the birthday girl was really drunk so instead of making her walk home her boyfriend asked if I'd drive them. Which, of course, I did. It took a while for her boyfriend and I to get her to the car, but we did and they got home safe. Funny moment was how she talked a homeless woman into giving her 50 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I took it a bit easy. It was a day off and I'm still not feeling 100%. I'm watching the Olympics now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Coffee date with Nadine on Sunday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6816414073265657907?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6816414073265657907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-figured-things-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6816414073265657907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6816414073265657907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-figured-things-out.html' title='I&apos;ve figured things out...'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-2357691139179754892</id><published>2010-02-17T20:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:55:06.109-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Being confused isn't fun</title><content type='html'>I keep going back-and-forth with what I want to do. Sometimes I think I have the answer. Other times I second-guess myself and other times I have no dang clue what to do. I may be making it too complicated. I tend to do that at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was good. Nothing exciting happened. Instead of it being constant/steady we'd be really busy, then dead, really busy, then dead. We always had a packed house though. I visited with Alison for a bit. Hatim sure was a giggly baby this afternoon. :) I left a bit early so I could beat traffic. I ran a few errands before going home. I'm not feeling the best so I napped a bit. I've been relaxing this evening and watching the Olympics and a bit of basketball. M.V.P. like Steve Nash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: That brownie was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-2357691139179754892?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/2357691139179754892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/being-confused-isnt-fun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2357691139179754892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/2357691139179754892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/being-confused-isnt-fun.html' title='Being confused isn&apos;t fun'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-4794411607866210236</id><published>2010-02-15T21:09:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T21:09:36.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lack of a Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Last year on V-Day I was a bit upset that I did not have a man. This year...not so much. I'm working on it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worked yesterday. The first 4 hours were slow; the last 4 1/2 went by fairly quick. After work I went home to eat and relax a bit before going back downtown to meet CC for the UW-Women's basketball game. It was a really good game. I do not understand why more people do not attend these games. Yeah the men's basketball team is better and has more of a national exposure, but women's games are just as good and competitive as the men. And they are a heck of a lot cheaper too! CC and I had great seats that we only paid $4 for. Those seats at a men's basketball game would easily go for $30+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a good day. I walked an easy 4.25 miles this morning. After a shower and breakfast I ran some errands. I was out a bit longer than I thought I would, but I didn't spend as much money. :) I relaxed and read in the afternoon. I watched most of the Men's 15K cross-country ski race; that was cool. Orchestra class was good tonight. It looks like we're not playing the piece from "Titanic." That made me a bit sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm watching more Olympic stuff before bed. I'm not feeling the best so hopefully I'll feel better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: The 24 List is now drawn up and ready to start April 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-4794411607866210236?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4794411607866210236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/lack-of-valentines-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4794411607866210236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4794411607866210236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/lack-of-valentines-day.html' title='Lack of a Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3117942731221485077</id><published>2010-02-13T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T17:30:28.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I officially suck at Wii golf</title><content type='html'>Just sayin'. I'm not too bad at Wii bowling. Tennis is okay.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the tiramisu went over well, which makes me happy. Whenever people enjoy my food I am just so happy. I don't think it's a pride thing, but more so like they had a few minutes of bliss and I was able to provide for some of it. The whole evening was fun. I took Sam with me, which I'm glad I did. Booth's friends and other classmates are cool and I enjoyed talking to them, but it was nice to have someone else there I knew as well. Whiskey and I officially became friends last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Earlier in the day on Friday was kind of weird. I was originally scheduled 6-1, but since I covered for someone earlier in the week they were going to cover some of my shift so I was going to be done at 10:00 instead. I made a doctor's appointment for 11:00; my co-worker called at 9:20 and said she couldn't come in for me. Luckily someone was able to come in earlier so there was maybe 15 minutes at most where we were short-staffed. Doctor's appointment was good - everything is a-ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday has been swell so far. I was home late and slept late and I went out for a run. A nice 4-mile run. We ran some errands this afternoon, played Wii and have lounged around all day. It's been awesome visiting with Tim and Janice and talking wedding details with them. I'm going to make their cupcakes for the rehearsal dinner. :) I work tomorrow so I'm really enjoying the time I have with them today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random thought: I sent in my marathon registration - no turning back!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3117942731221485077?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3117942731221485077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-officially-suck-at-wii-golf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3117942731221485077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3117942731221485077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-officially-suck-at-wii-golf.html' title='I officially suck at Wii golf'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1583459659392590471</id><published>2010-02-11T20:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T20:13:25.517-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiramisu</title><content type='html'>I have not made tiramisu since the bakery closed, so it's going on almost a year. My friend Booth's birthday is tomorrow and he enjoys coffee and booze so I told him I'd make him tiramisu for his birthday. And hot damn did it turn out yummy! And it's going to sit and settle and become even more delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the longest 9-5 ever. Even though we were pretty steady the day just seemed to drrrrraaaaaaaaaaaagggggg. This is my first time all day sitting down relaxing. When I arrived home just before 6:00 I went straight into the kitchen to finish the tiramisu and doctor up a pizza for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I open, but only work until 10:00! Since I worked for Anjali on Monday she's covering some of my hours tomorrow so instead of working until 1:00 I'm done at 10:00. I'm not complaining. I can go home and get a bit of exercise in, make my appointment, go shopping and have a disco nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I'm excited to have Tim and Janice visit! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1583459659392590471?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1583459659392590471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/tiramisu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1583459659392590471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1583459659392590471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/tiramisu.html' title='Tiramisu'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7071115086974010381</id><published>2010-02-09T19:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T19:34:50.434-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Reason #184733 why my older sisters are awesome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;From&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="ljuser ljuser-name_atlanticat" lj:user="atlanticat" style="color: #0000cc; font-weight: bold; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://atlanticat.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;&lt;img alt="[info]" height="17" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-right: 1px; vertical-align: bottom;" width="17" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://atlanticat.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;atlanticat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;to me via facebroke:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="" id="fck_paste_padding"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="" id="fck_paste_padding"&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: #333333; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;You TOTALLY have to move to Chicago! There's this adorable guy about your age working at the Subway down the street. Tall, thin, scruffy in a good way, sexy blue bedroom eyes, sharp, talkative, and funny. I started chatting with him when he was making me a sammich and I immediately thought, "Nicole TOTALLY needs to be here!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: That interview with Seth McClung was awesome. Miss ya as a Brewer Big Red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7071115086974010381?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7071115086974010381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/reason-184733-why-my-older-sisters-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7071115086974010381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7071115086974010381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/reason-184733-why-my-older-sisters-are.html' title='Reason #184733 why my older sisters are awesome'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-4518963710266475763</id><published>2010-02-07T21:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:29:16.422-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's working the most in this family?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad lost his job on Friday. The week before last he was told it might be a possibility. Well now it's a reality. Luckily he's being paid for this coming week. He's also receiving a severance package and the rest of 2010's PTO. So we'll be okay for a little while. Granted I still depend on them for the basics (most food, shelter, etc), but if there's anything I truly need/want I buy. The stress level in this house is going to go up even more once this all sinks in. I think it's going to affect mom the most since she is used to being home alone during the day. She works part-time from home so having dad is going to be a distraction. He may not realize it at first, but he WILL have to realize that even though she's home she is working. It'll be an adjustment; we'll get through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was good. I worked last night and after work went to the Posse house and had margaritas with Sam. Making them from scratch is so much better and slightly healthier than buying a pre-made mix. This morning I went for an AWESOME 7 1/2 mile run. I think I'm going to try for another outdoor run tomorrow morning before we get snow. If the roads are nasty I won't go to orchestra tomorrow night. Not worth the risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an awesome note, thanks to&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="ljuser ljuser-name_atlanticat" lj:user="atlanticat" style="color: #0000cc; font-weight: bold; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://atlanticat.livejournal.com/profile" href="http://atlanticat.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" height="17" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-right: 1px; vertical-align: bottom;" width="17" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://atlanticat.livejournal.com/" href="http://atlanticat.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;atlanticat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;for her words of wisdom this evening. All of you who read this give me words of wisdom in your own ways and I appreciate each and every one of you for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I may not have been in church, but I had some good moments with God on my run this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-4518963710266475763?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4518963710266475763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/guess-whos-working-most-in-this-family.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4518963710266475763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4518963710266475763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/guess-whos-working-most-in-this-family.html' title='Guess who&apos;s working the most in this family?'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7809937792704434550</id><published>2010-02-06T23:57:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T23:57:11.558-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why to trust your instincts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So said guy whose number I want came in. We talked a little bit, but was getting a vibe/feeling to not ask him. When he left I told my co-worker that I had a crush on him and she told me that he had come on Friday night with a pink card and a rose. And it wasn't for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why, ladies and gents, you trust your instincts. Still think he'd be a cool guy to hang out with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: My ice cream turned out good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7809937792704434550?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7809937792704434550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-to-trust-your-instincts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7809937792704434550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7809937792704434550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-to-trust-your-instincts.html' title='Why to trust your instincts'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-4500535257008162491</id><published>2010-02-04T19:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T19:53:44.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Booze cakes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I love making me some booze cakes. Today I soaked some grated apple in some rum I found and made apple bread. I combined some vodka, pumpkin liquor and some apples and once the bread is cooled I'm going to poke some holes and pour the liquor all over the top. I should really take pictures of what/when I bake or cook. Actually, one of the things on my 24 List is to have &lt;a href="http://lauratakesphotos.blogspot.com/"&gt;LZ&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;come over and do a shoot with me when I'm in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past few days have been good. Tuesday night myself, Kelly, Laura (LZ), Caleb and Calli went to Gomeroke, karoke with a live band. Caleb's dad and his dad's wife joined us as well. Singing karoke is/was on LZ's 24 list. Her and I sang "Livin on a Prayer" by Bon Jovi. If I ever do Gomeroke again I may try and sing solo. Glad my first time was with a friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was good, busy. Once again, I forgot that customers can hear us. My hottie came in before I started and I got a bit frustrated. I said "sometime I should just sit down where he does and tell him I've been trying to get his number and give him my damn number!" Then I joked with Erika how she should give him my number if I'm not there when he comes in. She says, "no, I'm not comfortable with that." Then the customer we had just waited on turns around and smiles. We both laugh, realize customers can hear us and she says "well she is single." My co-workers are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is Project Runway night. Booth is coming over. I felt kind of bad calling him when he was probably busy, but I didn't see him at work so I wanted to check to see if he was/wasn't coming. I'll just have a beer since I open tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Kitchen therapy tonight, retail therapy (I do need new workout clothes) and more kitchen therapy tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-4500535257008162491?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4500535257008162491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/booze-cakes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4500535257008162491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4500535257008162491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/booze-cakes.html' title='Booze cakes'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3247238926769015394</id><published>2010-02-03T00:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:28:54.951-06:00</updated><title type='text'>For LZ</title><content type='html'>A few reasons why I am awesome:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I made really good butternut squash-sweet potato soup with corn&lt;br /&gt;-I enjoying making people food and never expect anything in return&lt;br /&gt;-I am more confident than I was a year ago. Heck, probably 6 months ago&lt;br /&gt;-Even though I would love to have a man in my life romantically I enjoy and embrace my independence&lt;br /&gt;-I dance randomly in public and don't really care what others think&lt;br /&gt;-I am close to my brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks&amp;nbsp;http://lauratakesphotos.blogspot.com/ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3247238926769015394?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3247238926769015394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-lz.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3247238926769015394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3247238926769015394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/for-lz.html' title='For LZ'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-541021762512273925</id><published>2010-02-01T23:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:00:01.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Yes, this will include 80's night so&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="ljuser ljuser-name_reoracer" lj:user="reoracer" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://reoracer.livejournal.com/profile" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="[info]" class="ContextualPopup" height="17" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; float: none; height: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: bottom; width: auto;" width="17" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://reoracer.livejournal.com/" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;reoracer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="ljuser ljuser-name_atlanticat" lj:user="atlanticat" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://atlanticat.livejournal.com/profile" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="[info]" class="ContextualPopup" height="17" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; float: none; height: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: bottom; width: auto;" width="17" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://atlanticat.livejournal.com/" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;atlanticat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;and perhaps&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="ljuser ljuser-name_terani" lj:user="terani" style="white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://terani.livejournal.com/profile" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;img alt="[info]" class="ContextualPopup" height="17" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; border-width: initial; border-width: initial; float: none; height: auto; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: bottom; width: auto;" width="17" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://terani.livejournal.com/" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;terani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;can critique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a blast at 80's night and an even better time at Brewers on Deck. I got lots of autographs and had my picture taken with some of the players. It was very hard not to act like a fangirl sometimes and a few times I was like "oh my gosh, it's ______!!!" But I did well. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos are on my facebook if you have me as a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="" name="cutid1" style="color: #d72d02; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs132.snc3/17938_545476296088_211700057_32562909_6304588_n.jpg" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 4px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 4px; border-right-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 4px; border-width: initial; float: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs132.snc3/17938_545476331018_211700057_32562916_6750160_n.jpg" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 4px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 4px; border-right-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 4px; border-width: initial; float: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs132.snc3/17938_545476400878_211700057_32562929_1997296_n.jpg" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 4px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 4px; border-right-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 4px; border-width: initial; float: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Mat Gamel, third baseman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs152.snc3/17938_545476420838_211700057_32562933_7430838_n.jpg" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 4px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 4px; border-right-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 4px; border-width: initial; float: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Tim Dillard, pitcher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs152.snc3/17938_545476450778_211700057_32562939_6289476_n.jpg" style="-webkit-background-clip: initial; -webkit-background-origin: initial; background-attachment: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial; border-bottom-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-bottom-style: none; border-bottom-width: 4px; border-color: initial; border-left-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-left-style: none; border-left-width: 4px; border-right-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-right-style: none; border-right-width: 4px; border-top-color: rgb(245, 224, 183); border-top-style: none; border-top-width: 4px; border-width: initial; float: none; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Receiving Mitch Stetter's, left-throwing pitcher, autograph. I like the look on his face. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Work and orchestra went well today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-541021762512273925?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/541021762512273925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekend-in-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/541021762512273925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/541021762512273925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/02/weekend-in-photos.html' title='Weekend in photos'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7493923468802144750</id><published>2010-01-31T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T19:34:34.220-06:00</updated><title type='text'>80's party and Brewers on Deck</title><content type='html'>80's party was awesome. My coconut-banana-pineapple cake turned out great! I love making things in bundt pans; they turn out so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brewers on Deck was awesome. I wanted to leave earlier, but after talking to some people the lines to get in when it opened at 10:00 a.m. were so long. We didn't have to wait and we got there just past 11:30. I got 10? autographs and got my picture taken with some of the players. The autographs cost money, but the money went to Brewers Charities. Pictures were free. There were different stages with different activities going on. I had so much fun. I am definitely going next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures from 80's night and Brewers on Deck to come tomorrow or Tuesday. I open tomorrow, but I'm done at 1:00 so I'll have a chance for a quick nap before going to orchestra. I guess there's a chance for some snow so I'll have to pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Is it April 5th yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7493923468802144750?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7493923468802144750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/80s-party-and-brewers-on-deck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7493923468802144750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7493923468802144750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/80s-party-and-brewers-on-deck.html' title='80&apos;s party and Brewers on Deck'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1533432449255898333</id><published>2010-01-29T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:20:56.521-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is a better day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;For the most part. However, my period came about 10 days early so that kind of sucks. Hormones, 1. Nicole, 0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was still a bit down this morning after last night's events. I ran some errands and FINALLY have my voicemail figured out. So if any of y'all try and call me it will eventually go to my voicemail. I guess it takes quite a few rings, but it's there. :) I also stopped at Cool Beans and chatted with the gang. I&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&amp;nbsp;needed that. I felt so much better. My outfit for 80's night is now ready. It won't be completely authentic, but I wanted to buy stuff I'd wear again. Found some cool accessories that I will definitely wear again. And a cool make-up kit for $4. I also bought some salmon at the grocery store and had that for lunch. Best impulse buy of the day was at the grocery store: cupcake cases for $0.20! Cub must have had an order cancelled at the last minute or something since these usually go for at least a dollar each at other stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to make a Hawaiian-inspired cake for 80's game night tomorrow. I should really post some yummy recipes I've made, but I don't really feel like typing it all out at the moment. I know, lazy. But I am tired. I'm always tired the first two days of my period. The one constant symptom I've had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random conversation from work yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Joanna (co-worker), I should tell you about some drink specialty ideas for VD - I mean Valentine's Day. I probably shouldn't say VD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;*Snicker*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Yeah...sometimes my mouth gets me into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Customer:&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;Oh honey, I believe it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My regulars are great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1533432449255898333?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1533432449255898333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-is-better-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1533432449255898333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1533432449255898333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-is-better-day.html' title='Today is a better day'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1081403888697271249</id><published>2010-01-29T00:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T00:53:03.778-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Late-night blogging at its best</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I just want to be held right now. Preferably by a male who's bigger than I am. And warmer - I get cold very easily. It's kind of like I want someone to hold me and I can sigh away my problems for the time being. Not necessarily a lot of talking; just telling me everything will be okay. And not necessarily anything romantic. Is there anything wrong with that? I don't think so. I think I need another break. My friend Ginette seems to need these breaks a lot and I used to think "how the heck are you able to travel? and want to travel?" But I think I get it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today or technically yesterday was a variety of emotions. Work went well for the most part. Post work was all right. I made my soup, which was good. Then it took a turn south. Dad's job might in jeopardy and some other stuff happened tonight that I won't get into, but it was just stressful. Booth came over for our weekly Project Runway viewing. I wasn't really feeling the wine tonight. Some people drink when they're feeling low - that wasn't me tonight. We watched basketball, the most of an NBA game I think I have ever seen. I enjoyed watching a sport where I didn't have a favourite team/player.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bunch of errands to run later today. If I stop at all of my possible places it will be a total of 7 or 8. What's most important is getting my voicemail figured out on my phone so if my phone is off people can actually leave me a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I really need to bake those bars later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1081403888697271249?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1081403888697271249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/late-night-blogging-at-its-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1081403888697271249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1081403888697271249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/late-night-blogging-at-its-best.html' title='Late-night blogging at its best'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-4405889385937854133</id><published>2010-01-28T07:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T07:08:55.409-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost time for work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Have a good day, my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY going to be a sunny one, but cold. Hopefully I'll get a chance to go to the grocery store today to pick up some seeds and grains. If not, oh well. After work I'll exercise, make my soup and watch some Project Runway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my day - nothing too exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should post my vegetable ragout-pasta recipe I made last night. It was based off of 1-2 recipes by Giada di Laurentiis. Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Instead of watching the prez speak last night mom and I watched "Julie and Julia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-4405889385937854133?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/4405889385937854133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-time-for-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4405889385937854133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/4405889385937854133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/almost-time-for-work.html' title='Almost time for work'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-3873341101715180872</id><published>2010-01-26T20:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T20:22:28.695-06:00</updated><title type='text'>He's gotta come in when it's not busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So I can get my flirt on. Although I kind of did, but not really. Still have to get his number. He graduates in May so I gotta get going. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So creeper guy came in twice today. I waited on him, but did not make eye contact and spoke monotone. I found it a bit funny since I was done waiting on him the second time I was immediately back to my friendly, bubbly self with the next customer. Work was good. The last 1 1/2 hours were super busy. I went shopping for my 80's outfit. I BARELY caught the bus to take me back home. I was waiting to cross Johnson and saw the bus turn up State. Luckily the bus had to wait at the next light and the crosswalk signal came on so I sprinted up State and got on the bus. I wasn't planning on taking that bus, but my errands took shorter than I thought. Plus it got me home about 20-30 minutes earlier. Mom and I made fish and eggplant fries for dinner. Am waiting for "Life After People" to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was okay. I worked 6-2. I missed the bus going home by 5 seconds so I did some "pre-shopping" for what I bought today. After I got home I went on the treadmill for a little bit. Last night was also the first night of my orchestra class; I'm going to enjoy it. It's nice taking the earlier class this time. While waiting for the bus to come back home I started a conversation with a women also waiting for the bus. We ended up realizing on the bus that we were both in the same orchestra class! We talked music until she got off. She's really cool - hopefully I'll see her next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have the day off. I'll go grocery shopping with mom. I already have tomorrow's breakfast picked out - sour cream pancakes! Recipe looks soooo good so I want to try it. I also have to find wine for Project Runway night. That seems to be the alcohol of choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Grandma, you are a funny one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-3873341101715180872?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/3873341101715180872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/hes-gotta-come-in-when-its-not-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3873341101715180872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/3873341101715180872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/hes-gotta-come-in-when-its-not-busy.html' title='He&apos;s gotta come in when it&apos;s not busy'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8945422849817250436</id><published>2010-01-24T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T21:19:18.703-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another thing added to my 24 List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Move out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time things are peachy, but today was one of those days where I just want to move out and have more independence than what I already have. I know I am saving a lot of money by still living at home, but part of me feels like I just need to get out. I'd probably have to live with somebody or get a pet since I don't know if I could live alone. Well, I could but I'd get awfully lonely. Sure I'd piss away money on rent, but I just gotta get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other not-so-fun news one of the creepers at work really got to me today. He came in when I was working and that was fine. After I was done I met up with Val and Ali at work for some good times and good cake. Well said man came in and said to me "are you on break?" I replied "no, I'm not working." He then spotted my co-workers who were on duty. After he got his drink he came over to my friends and I and started talking to me and showing me a list of something or some letter. I don't know; I wasn't paying attention. I ignored him and he finally went away. Not only was it creepy, but it's also very rude just to walk up to someone and interrupt their conversation. It would be one thing if he or someone else for that matter actually knew me and said "don't mean to interrupt, just wanted to say a quick hello." That's fine. I don't think said customer is mentally all there since he talks about random stuff, but if he bothers me off duty again OR makes me uncomfortable on-duty I'm just going to have to do something. I don't know if that would be going in back when he comes in or what, but it just really bothered me today. Maybe I'm overreacting, but he really did make me feel uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work 6-2 tomorrow. I have my first orchestra class tomorrow evening. I'm taking the earlier class incase I open on Tuesdays so I'm home by 9:15 instead of 10:15-10:30. I'm kind of nervous about it, but it's like that whenever I start something new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Thanks for reading - I just really needed to blog about some things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8945422849817250436?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8945422849817250436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-thing-added-to-my-24-list.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8945422849817250436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8945422849817250436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/another-thing-added-to-my-24-list.html' title='Another thing added to my 24 List'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7739564441656701424</id><published>2010-01-22T16:40:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T16:40:37.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going to have a very healthy heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I've drank a good amount of red wine in the past week-and-a-half. Hell Booth and I split almost an entire bottle last night while watching Project Runway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently have a caramel Baileys cake in the oven. I've been wanting to use up the Baileys.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="ljuser ljuser-name_projectlost1" lj:user="projectlost1" style="color: #0000cc; font-weight: bold; white-space: nowrap;"&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://projectlost1.livejournal.com/profile" href="http://projectlost1.livejournal.com/profile"&gt;&lt;img _fcksavedurl="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" alt="[info]" height="17" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif" style="border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; padding-right: 1px; vertical-align: bottom;" width="17" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://projectlost1.livejournal.com/" href="http://projectlost1.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;projectlost1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;has a point where I could just drink it, but I only drink it with coffee or hot chocolate and I don't drink either one of those often. Except at work, but drinking while working probably isn't a good idea. Angela bought it when she was here in early October. Now with that bottle gone I can buy my rum. I need to have a margarita night so I can use up more of that tequila. Or just do shots. Man I sound like a drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luke, Lindsey and I are going to Goodwill tonight to buy outfits for tonight. I'll probably pick up a pair or two of black pants for work so I'm not wearing the same two pairs for work. Speaking of work I work tomorrow evening. I hope it's not slow, but heck I survived working a few days when it was super slow over the semester break so it'll be okay. I also work Sunday morning and am meeting Ali and Val after work. Going to be nice to have a girls day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I'm really thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7739564441656701424?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7739564441656701424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-going-to-have-very-healthy-heart.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7739564441656701424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7739564441656701424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-going-to-have-very-healthy-heart.html' title='I&apos;m going to have a very healthy heart'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8507315047531920254</id><published>2010-01-21T20:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T16:55:55.757-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tiredness. And a visit with Alison :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;Today was a tiring day at work. The first 4 hours of my 8-hour shift were great. Then it seemed like hell broke loose. We had some issues with the water pressure so the espresso machine was in-and-out for a little over an hour. Then the fire alarm went off; this time it wasn't a drill. We finished orders, told people to evacuate and cleaned a bit (mainly the espresso bar since we didn't want to leave espresso grounds all over) before going outside. Myself, Melissa and Erica were outside for not even three minutes when we saw other people go back into the building. Then our computers went down so we couldn't ring in any orders. If people had cash we used a calculator to figure out change and tax. Luckily, the computers were down for only 30-40 minutes so once they were back up I rang all of the orders back in. Oh and the fire alarm lights were still flashing for at least an hour after it was all over and that gave me a headache. At least Project Runway is on tonight. And Booth is coming over to watch. I'm having me a drink. And some cinnamon-raisin-walnut bread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was great. I rocked out another fedora at work. After work I visited Alison and Hatim. Oh my gosh is he a cutie! And he looks a lot like her. I imagine as he gets older he'll look more like Oday. It was nice spending some time with Alison again. She has a part-time job working from home so I know that makes her happy. She's able to provide for them as well as take care of Hatim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have the day off so I'll probably run or walk on the treadmill first thing. Mum and I will go grocery shopping at some point. I'm probably going out tomorrow evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: There are a few people I want to make friends with at work.&lt;br /&gt;Random thought #2: Brewers on Deck schedule came out today - gotta plan accordingly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8507315047531920254?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8507315047531920254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/tiredness-and-visit-with-alison.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8507315047531920254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8507315047531920254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/tiredness-and-visit-with-alison.html' title='Tiredness. And a visit with Alison :)'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1677013538492032771</id><published>2010-01-19T20:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:34:21.221-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy, busy, busy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;First day back to school and we were almost as busy as we were toward the end of the semester. I was so happy to be busy again! Working 8-8 1/2 hours alone is bad enough, but add a maximum of like 25-35 customers and it got rough. The money I took in in my drawer in about the span of an hour was about as much as I had done in an 8-hour shift over break. It was good to see some of my regulars again. My hottie came in, but I was unprepared and there were people in line so I could not get my flirt on. On some funny news a customer accidentally left a burnt joint at the counter so Erica, myself and a few customers had a good laugh over that. After work I met up with Ali and we had some laughs. I ran a few errands this evening and am now going to do a bit of reading before watching "Life After People."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was good. My upper legs were sore from my impromptu 7-mile run so I went for a nice walk instead. Mum and I ran some errands. I did some misc. kitchen stuff. I did a lot of reading too. I finished "The Diary of Anne Frank." How that girl could write so eloquently, honestly and with such passion at her age and in those conditions just amazes me. I think now at almost 23 I can appreciate it. I found I had some things in common - current and non-current - with her. A few times I felt like how can I compare myself to her since she was living in such conditions and her life ended so tragically, but we are/were both young women just trying to figure things out and see how/where we belong in the world. And I think that's why her diary resonates generation after generation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: This calorie counting thing is harder than it was last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1677013538492032771?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1677013538492032771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-busy-busy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1677013538492032771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1677013538492032771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy, busy, busy!'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8482781761259478288</id><published>2010-01-18T00:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T00:41:49.445-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Late night = MLB Network</title><content type='html'>Am watching a World Series game from 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday at work wasn't bad. It was still slow for a Saturday, but definitely busier. I ran some errands after work. I was going to get the car washed, but their was a line and I was hungry and did not have patience. After I came home I had some food and took a nap. Sam and CC came over and we grilled and talked. We played Life - old school Life from 1960! I totally kicked their asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning it was nice enough for me to go for a run outside. I've had a lot of stuff on my mind lately. Well, just one thing but it's been annoying and confusing and just damn frustrating at times. Well I think I ran some of that out since I ran 7.25 miles - no walking! Sure where it was icy I definitely slowed down, but I really needed this run. Plus I picked out which marathon I am going to do so pretty soon I'm going to get serious about paying attention to mileage. I have a few training schedules that already have mileage worked into them so I'll see how that works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening was pizza night at Kay and Alyson's. I made my pear-almond tart which was delicious. We drank and played dress up. I really want Kay's gold dress that she wants to get rid of. We'll discuss this sober. I didn't drink much since I was driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start back up with a normal work week and I am excited. It'll be nice to be busy, work more hours and see my regulars again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Shit, some of those thoughts came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8482781761259478288?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8482781761259478288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/late-night-mlb-network.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8482781761259478288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8482781761259478288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/late-night-mlb-network.html' title='Late night = MLB Network'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1310161809030857215</id><published>2010-01-15T20:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T20:35:16.725-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You'd better carry on and make it work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So I was hoping to make it down to Chicago for a friend's birthday celebration next weekend. Figured I'd probably have to work Saturday night or Sunday morning, but I could switch with someone. Turns out I work BOTH so I won't be attending. I could have tried to ask off, but I found out it recently and the semester is starting again so we're working with new schedules, etc. I'll just come down to Chicago another weekend. :) On a related note I hope clopens don't become a regular occurrence. I don't mind them once in a while, but every weekend would suck. But hey I'm working so I can't complain too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other news of the day yesterday was fun and interesting. I went with my friends Sam and CC to the mall to buy an outfit for CC. We went to lunch at the Cupcakery afterwards. Later in the afternoon I went to the grocery store for stuff for that evening and made some pita bread. I doctored up some pre-made hummus by adding more chickpeas, olive oil, lemon juice, salt, pepper, cumin and toasted pine nuts. Booth came over and we all watched Project Runway. I tried one of my new New Glarus beers - Stone soup. It was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I ran 5 miles - woot! Sunday I'm going to run outside and take a break from the dreadmill. I went grocery shopping. I also dropped some stuff off at Goodwill and went back to the mall to buy those Lady Gaga'esque sunglasses. Good thing I went back since they were almost all gone! I read a bit this evening and will do so again soon. I am re-reading "The Diary of Anne Frank." It's amazing what you miss the first few times reading it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work tomorrow. I don't really know what to expect business wise. We'll of course have the girls from the salon from next door. Students are starting to come back so we might be busier, but classes don't start until Tuesday so it may not pick up until after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: I need to make a list of what I all need to do after work tomorrow. And also make my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1310161809030857215?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1310161809030857215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/youd-better-carry-on-and-make-it-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1310161809030857215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1310161809030857215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/youd-better-carry-on-and-make-it-work.html' title='You&apos;d better carry on and make it work'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-5002653718636397326</id><published>2010-01-13T14:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T14:53:33.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Small hangover + bad milk = bad combo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: white; border-bottom-style: none; border-left-style: none; border-right-style: none; border-top-style: none; font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So I drank last night, as you can tell by my previous post. Woke up with a bit of a hangover, but I felt fine. I had a small bowl of cereal and left to catch the bus. Well being on a bumpy bus with sometimes bumpy streets did wonders for my stomach. I kept telling myself that I could make it to work. I made it to work, but went straight to the bathroom. Luckily Melissa came in at 6:45 so she helped finish the opening duties. I was in-and-out of the bathroom until I left at 8:15. Most of that time was spent in the fetal position shivering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home and napped and felt better. I then sniffed the milk - stinky! So a combo of me being a bit hungover and that nasty milk did me in. I've watched a bit of TV and am now listening to the radio. I may take another snooze, not sure. I feel better, but still don't feel 100%. Had plans tonight, but I cancelled those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In awesome news from yesterday my $10 pedicure was great! I requested one of the girls who comes into the shop all the time. There were 3 of us getting pedicures so all 6 (us and workers) had a good time talking. As you can tell from my previous post I had some wine last night and some good/interesting conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Oatmeal has yet to let me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;br type="_moz" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-5002653718636397326?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/5002653718636397326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/small-hangover-bad-milk-bad-combo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/5002653718636397326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/5002653718636397326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/small-hangover-bad-milk-bad-combo.html' title='Small hangover + bad milk = bad combo'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-893957803691625889</id><published>2010-01-10T21:29:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:29:20.769-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Margaritas and coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-userpic"&gt;&lt;img alt="Atlantic podium" class="ContextualPopup" height="73" src="http://l-userpic.livejournal.com/80098397/4177511" title="" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="entry-header"&gt;&lt;span class="lj-entry-securityicon"&gt;&lt;img alt="[protected post]" height="15" src="http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/icon_protected.gif" title="" width="14" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Margaritas and coffee&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="entry-body"&gt; Not together. Gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I met Val for lunch and we had Philly cheesesteaks. YUM! We hung out at her place for a bit and played with her kitties. I then went home and did some stuff to get ready for game night. I make crostini aka toast. Got to Sam's just past 6:00. I made some damn fine margaritas. We had food, drank some dranks and played some games. I left just past 10:00 since I had to work early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work = SLLOOOOOOOOWWWWWWW. Thank God I brought a magazine. Since it was just me it took a while cleaning up, but it wasn't too bad. I was out of there by 2:40. Picked up Booth and we went sledding. Alabama Boy (yes, since you read my blog now, I refer to you as that sometimes) had never gone sledding so I had to show him how awesome it is. We had fun. I had spiked coffee. My butt is sore now though. Jump-started his car after I dropped him off and we talked for a bit. After I left I picked up broccoli at the store and attempted a mac 'n cheese with broccoli. I wasn't using an exact recipe so it wasn't the best, but I was hungry so I ate it. Mum and I made s'mores this evening. Think I'm going to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of my attempt of dinner are below. Warning: they are blurry. Plus there's one of me in my snuggie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs142.snc3/16938_544176525838_211700057_32519363_7959522_n.jpg" style="height: 236px; width: 315px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs122.snc3/16938_544176540808_211700057_32519364_6676398_n.jpg" style="height: 401px; width: 301px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs122.snc3/16938_544176565758_211700057_32519365_115245_n.jpg" style="height: 255px; width: 339px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://hphotos-snc3.fbcdn.net/hs122.snc3/16938_544176590708_211700057_32519366_3899962_n.jpg" style="height: 212px; width: 283px;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Matt Nathanson, please come back to Wisconsin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-893957803691625889?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/893957803691625889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/margaritas-and-coffee.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/893957803691625889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/893957803691625889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/margaritas-and-coffee.html' title='Margaritas and coffee'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-7611023810435002798</id><published>2010-01-09T16:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T16:36:44.005-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneak peak into my 24 List</title><content type='html'>Make a full-fat meal. So that means not cutting out any fat, sugar, etc. If I bake something not substituting some of the flour for wheat flour, oats etc. Y'all think I can actually make this one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, check out this cute lolcat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/funny-pictures-cat-is-in-teacup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2010/01/funny-pictures-cat-is-in-teacup.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-7611023810435002798?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/7611023810435002798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/sneak-peak-into-my-24-list.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7611023810435002798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/7611023810435002798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/sneak-peak-into-my-24-list.html' title='Sneak peak into my 24 List'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8763764512461849232</id><published>2010-01-07T21:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:59:28.218-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Being smart, staying in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Even though I really wanted to go out I decided to be smart and stay in. Roads are probably slick and the plow hasn't gone through. Heck it wouldn't have been surprising if by the time I came home tonight/early tomorrow the plow would have gone by and I would not have been able to get into the driveway. And dad is anal about having his car parked out on the street. I saved money by not going out, but it would have been a fun night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited because I've already thought of 12 things for my 24 list. The 24 list is something I will start on my 23rd birthday: 24 things I want to do before I turn 24.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few days are going to be cold so I won't be doing much outside. Except misc. shoveling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Nicole, you really need to go to the cell phone place and work out your voicemail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8763764512461849232?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8763764512461849232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/being-smart-staying-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8763764512461849232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8763764512461849232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/being-smart-staying-in.html' title='Being smart, staying in'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-8035808864696196193</id><published>2010-01-07T10:24:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T10:24:05.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow...great</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;I know I live in Wisconsin and am used to snow, but I had some probable plans tonight and if the roads are shit i'm not going to go out and kill myself. Well, probably not. Alabama boy would understand. He's still getting used to snow and probably wouldn't want to go out just to watch the football game. Unless he doesn't have a TV. Now I'm just rambling like I do when I leave phone messages. Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hockey game was fun Tuesday night. The UW lost 9-0, but at the same time I didn't want the Olympic team to look bad. And look bad they did not! Just watching these women playing and passing and "doing their hockey thang" it was like wow, now I know why you were all chosen! I think this team has a very good chance of making it far into the medal round. Plus with Mark Johnson as their coach that will also help them since he is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday I worked out, had breakfast and went to work. The first 3 1/2 hours were slow. So my manager left at about 2:45 since she had been there ALL day and it was slow. I kid you not we became busy right after she left. And it was only me. No one had to wait for anything so that wasn't bad, but since we were closing at 4:00 and I was the only one there I had to do all of the closing tasks. No biggie, but when it's just one person closing and you have to stop constantly to help customers you fall behind. I was frustrated only because I had people coming over for dinner and I still had stuff to do. The last person left at about 4:40 and by that time all I had to do was mop. Annoying? Yes, but good for business. Plus I was trying to be polite and not kick people out. I caught a later bus that dropped me off at our bank where I met mom. If I didn't have people coming over I would have walked home since it's under a mile from the bank to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I'm not really doing much of anything. i'll shovel later. I'll try and come up with something creative for lunch. Maybe I'll take a porkchop out and do some BBQ stuff. Or something with my jerk seasoning. I'm not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: More snow = sledding :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-8035808864696196193?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/8035808864696196193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/snowgreat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8035808864696196193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/8035808864696196193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/snowgreat.html' title='Snow...great'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-6068529209960843566</id><published>2010-01-05T00:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T00:08:02.929-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No tickets</title><content type='html'>I looked, but when I tried to find better ones I was already getting the message saying that tickets were unavailable. It would not have worked out anyways. Fun thinking about though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was good. I didn't work out since I'm still not feeling 100%. I'll do a workout tomorrow. Either walking or running at a slower pace. Heck I still don't feel 100%, but I ate a bit too much pizza tonight so I need to work that off. Will I ever have a good relationship with food? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good/fun news I am going to the UW women vs. USA Olympic women's hockey game tomorrow! $5 to see an Olympic team - heck yes! Plus it has to be weird for Mark Johnson and the UW Women. Johnson is usually the UW coach, but he was chosen to be the coach of the Olympic team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: When I am really into a big I read really fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-6068529209960843566?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/6068529209960843566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-tickets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6068529209960843566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/6068529209960843566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/no-tickets.html' title='No tickets'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1474158354119305247</id><published>2010-01-04T08:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T08:29:36.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More Lady Gaga'ness</title><content type='html'>Last post about her...for awhile at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of her tickets go on sale at 10:00 this morning. I'll hop on the internet before work and see if I can find any good seats. I probably won't. Plus the only day I can go is Friday - that doesn't give me much time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto cuteness, check out this awesome lolcat:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/funny-pictures-cat-auditions-for-csi.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://icanhascheezburger.files.wordpress.com/2009/12/funny-pictures-cat-auditions-for-csi.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: Feeling better today so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1474158354119305247?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1474158354119305247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-lady-gaganess.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1474158354119305247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1474158354119305247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/more-lady-gaganess.html' title='More Lady Gaga&apos;ness'/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7694113836820854810.post-1991967548932288825</id><published>2010-01-02T20:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T20:49:16.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073a62; font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;So this older, perhaps homeless man, came into work and got some stuff. He sat down for a bit and wandered around the shop. Didn't think much of it. Then he just kept lingering and staring at me and it kind of creeped me out. Since we were going to be so slow I was the only one there. I gave myself a time that if he was still creeping me out I was going to call one of my male friends that lives near by and ask him to stop in. I was serious too! Luckily a man with his young son came in and sat down; the guy left soon after they came. If it would have been dark instead of 10:15 in the morning and sunny, I might called him or one of my other friends then. I felt kind of bad since if he is homeless than he probably wanted a warm place just to sit for a bit. He's been in before, but I guess I just felt different since I was alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was okay. I felt crappy once I got home from work. My legs ached, I developed a terrible headache and my throat became sore. I feel better after having dinner, but my throat is still a bit sore and I feel kind of out of sorts. I'll head to bed early tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In good news my friend Jaime is home for a little over a week. Hopefully we all can get together and have a dinner party. I REALLY want to make some almond croissants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thought: It's quarter to nine and I want to go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Nicole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7694113836820854810-1991967548932288825?l=willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/feeds/1991967548932288825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-older-perhaps-homeless-man-came.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1991967548932288825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7694113836820854810/posts/default/1991967548932288825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://willcookwhendrinking.blogspot.com/2010/01/this-older-perhaps-homeless-man-came.html' title=''/><author><name>Nicole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07447505943305921822</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KEYg8tmmux8/S1-nRcQHvMI/AAAAAAAAABY/G8ffVMvfF3A/S220/11438_540336371538_211700057_32387445_7486397_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
