So here’s the deal, I’m kinda super weird, and you probably already know that, but in case there are any new faces around here today, I thought I’d put that out there.
I’m a girl who hates, hates, hates all things domesticated like cooking, baking and cleaning. I’ll go out of my way to avoid it as much as possible. I’m not proud of it, and I try to change it, but so far no luck. I am never in the mood to do any of those things. But every once in a while I’ll get the urge, and it will be at the strangest times. I’ve been known to start cleaning my apartment at 9:30 on a Sunday night, or clean my bathroom at 1:00 am Saturday morning. Not normal right? Well it happened again this weekend. Sometime just before midnight on Saturday I got the sudden need to bake a banana bread. First one ever at that. And I did it. And it turned out pretty good. I’m super proud of myself. And because I’m
always sometimes bad at this bloggy thing, there are zero pictures. So you’ll just have to take my word for it.
I found a simple recipe here and then tweaked it for the things I had in my cupboards:
For the bread:
3 over-ripe bananas, smashed up
1/3 cup melted butter
3/4 cup sugar
1 egg, beaten
1 tsp vanilla
1 tsp baking soda
dash of salt
1 1/2 cups flour
Preheat oven to 350. Butter and four a loaf pan. Mine was 9 x 5, but you could use any sort, I suppose. Just keep a close eye on it in the oven, and adjust the time as needed
Mix bananas, butter, sugar, egg, and vanilla together. sprinkle baking soda and salt around on top of the banana mixture. Then gently stir in flour. Be careful not to over-mix!
Pour mixture into pan.
Bake for 50-60 minutes, but remember, if you’re using a different-sized loaf pan, be careful and keep a close eyeball on it!
Guys I’m telling you, this recipe is super simple. If I was successful on the very first try, its impossible to mess it up.
And now I’m off to work, to do my very best to be productive for the three short hours I’ll be there before heading to the airport!
I’ve got a few posts lined up for while I’ll be gone, so that this place won’t be abandoned. And since so many of you said you want me to keep you updated of my adventures in Paris, I’ve decided to do what all the cool people do and came up with a hashtag for Twitter and Instagram so that you guys can check up on me if want.
Today I’m super de-duper busy working (okay cruisin Bloglovin), writing my Macroeconomics midterm, obsessing over my trip to Paris and partying it up at my friend Sheila’s wedding.
And because I’m so busy I’m super lucky to have Chelsey, our Huge Ad Giveaway winner here to keep you entertained. She’s probably the prettiest blogger ever, and I kinda think she looks like a modern day Anne of Green Gables. Perhaps its the red hair, or the floppy hat. Either way. I’m going with it. She’s got great style and parties with celebrities, so I think you should check her out.
So excited to be guest posting while Kathryn is busy enjoying all the pleasures Paris has to offer! My name is Chelsey, and I am the snap, crackle, and the pop over at Patti Cake! (Sorry, I must have rice crispy treats on the brain) Since I am super jealy that Kathryn is off galavanting in Europe, I am reminiscing about the time I spent in France this past June! I certainly had fun running around the Eiffel tower and channeling my inner Audrey Hepburn á la Roman Holiday which you can read more about here, here, and well let’s face it, here!
Yes June was a great month! Sweet June, not that long ago we were preparing ourselves for the heat of the summer, and now we are readying ourselves for layers, and brisk autumn breezes. How time flies when you’re dressing for fun! Though I must say I can’t get as excited as the other fashion blogs wanting me to lace up my riding boots and don a leather jacket while drinking a pumpkin spiced latte. (I caved here, the theme of the fashion blog link up was leather, what was a girl to do besides sweat through a quick photo shoot?)
Yesterday I let you see a tidbit of my crazy. From time to time I get over come with anxiety. Its not unmanageable and doesn’t happen all that often, but when it does it can sometimes overshadow all the good, happy, positive things that are happening. I have a lot of anxiety about Paris, but I know most of it will melt away as soon as I get on that first plane. But since I’m not willing to wait until next Tuesday to be able to breath a little easier, I’ve been doing what I can to make myself feel a little better about some of my fears.
This past weekend I took a break from studying to put together my version of a travel first aid kit.
|Sorry for the crappy iPhone pictures of the white container on the white sheets. Terrible bloggy decision.|
I had a small container that once held Biore cleansing wipes. I’ve had it for years because once I used all the wipes I found the container was excellent for holding bobby pins and elastics. When I decided to make this kit, it was the perfect size, so I dumped all my hair accessories into a drawer and got to work.
1. Band aids. Because they’re a pretty obvious choice. pssst. wanna know a secret? One of them is a Batman band aid. Because I’m cool like that.
2. Blister bandages. Because with all the walking were planning to do, and blister or two is pretty much inevitable.
3. Muscle relaxers. I’ve got a back that likes to tense up and pain at the most inopportune times. These are for just in case that happens.
4. Gravol. Pretty sure this one needs no explanation. But I am hoping they’ll keep any motion sickness at bay, and maybe help me sleep on that super long flight across the Atlantic.
5. Ibuprofen. Because Shelley and I get terrible headaches.
6. Advil Cold & Sinus.
7. Forget what these little white and blue things are called. But I’m pretty sure they’re for indigestion, or another uncomfortable stomach ailment.
9. Neosporin. Because you should always put the Poly on it. Or Neo, or whatever.
And after I took all these pictures I added a pack of cherry Halls for good measure.
Just the simple act of putting together a few items I had around the house, made me feel a lot better. I know that we are prepared if one of us isn’t feeling well. Knowing that for a short while we won’t have to navigate the aisles of a Pharmacy in a country where we don’t speak their language.
Do you have a first aid kit for travels? Whats in yours?
The closer I get to putting my ass on that Air Canada flight for Paris, the more excited I get. Just one week left until my first European adventure, and I can hardly sit still long enough to get any work done. The planner/organizer in me would much rather be researching the best metro routes and places to eat instead of reviewing Health & Safety policies.
– I’ve traveled quite a few times, but never outside North America.
– Being robbed by a gypsy.. Paris apparently is full of them. Or so Google tells me. I’ve never been to a place where pick pocketing was a prominent issue.
– Travelling from the airport on the RER and then having to walk a few blocks, all while toting my 28″ spinner. Its large yes, don’t judge. It’s necessary for all the shopping. Understood? That’s a long way to go pulling a suitcase and praying no one tries to steal from it.
– Running out of cash. Obviously this worries me. Most times I’ve traveled to the states, the currency was close to par, so having to be aware of conversion wasn’t much of a concern. Euros however are quite a bit more than the Canadian dollar. So I don’t want to accidentally spend more than I should and lose track of how much I have left.
– As much as I’m looking forward to the food, I can be a picky eater. When I eat out, I always choose safe options than I know I will like. That’s going to be difficult with the language barrier. Don’t want to accidentally order frog legs, or something else completely disgusting.
– I’ve never been on a train. And we will be taking one out into the middle of nowhere to visit Beaumont Hamel. Crossing my fingers that we can get direct transit and not have to do transfers. I don’t want to hop on the wrong train.
– I tend to get sick often when I travel. I’m not sure if the climate change doesn’t agree with my body, or if its just bad luck. But it would be quite terrible if I got sick on this trip.
I’m sure there are more things, but I just can’t think of them right now. I’m too big a ball of anxiety trying to make sure that I leave enough money in my bank account for all the bills that need to be paid while I’m gone. Ugh.
Annnnnd I’m still looking for a few people to take over some posts while I’m away, I’d hate this little piece of the web to get neglected while I’m frolicking around France.