tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-46582417004122463422024-12-18T19:19:06.171-08:00Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.comBlogger137125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-2339610103488111562011-08-04T17:15:00.000-07:002011-08-04T17:15:44.541-07:00

*snort*

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As part of my continuing effort to stave off the boredom that comes with living in the suburbs (at least, that's what I'm telling myself), I've more or less decided to cook my way through the Pioneer Woman's cookbook. I've tried a handful of recipes from the book and I've never been disappointed. (Not to toot my own horn, but her Flat Apple Pie made me the designated pie-maker in my family.) I

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-68832440936613140402011-07-31T17:32:00.000-07:002011-07-31T17:32:52.492-07:00

Originally from an e-mail to my sister-in-law's father. BFG, Though Pine State has been on my mind since we talked about it, I have to admit that we only wound up going there for lunch today because the place we were attempting to go to originally (Blue Plate, also featured on Diners, Etc.) is closed Sundays. However, since we were (relatively) in the neighborhood, Pine State was definitely a

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Things I WILL Do Today: *Go to the DMV and finally (FINALLY) get my Oregon driver's license, as my Washington license expires on Thursday (MY BIRTHDAY) (I know, I know, Mom. I know). [And by that, I mean renew my WA license online because I'm a moron and could have sworn that the DMV had at least SOME Saturday hours. Eff] *Visit the grocery store and at last get some food in my pantry (I do love

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-63067518127851831072011-07-10T14:10:00.000-07:002011-07-10T14:10:33.349-07:00

It has been suggested to me that I've been slacking in the blogging department (not that that is untrue, or anything), so here's some thoughts for today: I spent a few days at my parents' house last month in between our spring and summer sessions at the center, and lo, it was glorious. June weather in PDX is not typically all that nice, at least not consistently, so I was especially excited to

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-46035088949630789232011-05-09T20:17:00.000-07:002011-05-09T20:19:04.952-07:00

Today I: Woke up at 6. Actually got out of bed at 6:30. Worked 8:30-4:30 with little to no lunch break (damn staff meeting). Came home. Washed some stray dishes that didn't fit in the dishwasher. Made Cheez-It dough. Went to the gym while aforementioned dough chilled in the fridge. Walked back to my place and took shower. Put laundry in. Ate dinner while watching an episode of "30 Rock". Rolled

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Having been in an unjustifiably foul mood for what seems like forever, this was much needed. Altogether now: aww! Edited to add: baby animal videos make the world go 'round.

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My favorite part is the "check it out" section just after the 1-minute mark. Dance, Trevor.

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As I found myself settling in for a quiet Friday evening at home, just me and the Mariners, it occurred to me that I never posted about my spring break bake-a-palooza. So, here you go. The adventure started Sunday afternoon, when I decided to foray into homemade Cheez-Its. Amazon sent me the link for this recipe several months ago, then posted on her Facebook that she had attempted them a few

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-44443812776194743782011-03-21T12:13:00.000-07:002011-03-21T12:13:30.062-07:00

Spring Break, Day Une. I'm eating lunch while still in my pajamas. Have great plans to be productive and creative. Pictures to follow.

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-8630665314821930442011-03-06T18:47:00.000-08:002011-03-06T18:47:23.349-08:00

A friend recently posted on Facebook a video of his cover of a song called "Then You Can Tell Me Goodbye"; it's a lovely rendition and if I knew him better, I might ask if I could link to it, but alas, such is not the case. Anyhoodle, in his intro to the song, he mentions that he grew up on oldies (not unlike myself), and after watching his clip, I found myself in quite the sentimental mood and

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-87341118043076747592011-02-05T19:01:00.000-08:002011-02-05T19:01:02.816-08:00

When the Steelers and the Seahawks met up at the Super Bowl in 2006, I was mostly indifferent, save for the fact that I was a native Washingtonian living smack in the middle of Steeler Country while attending Baron U. This year, the Steelers have once again made it to the big SB. Don't get me wrong, I'm still indifferent, but even before the playoffs, I was invited to spend Super Bowl Sunday

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-13603372373156191542011-01-04T18:23:00.000-08:002011-01-04T18:23:05.344-08:00

No, seriously, though: Most. Adorable. Ever. Internet, you have finally won.

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"This is what we have heard from Jesus Christ, and the message that we are announcing to you: God is light; there is no darkness in him at all. If we say that we are in union with God while we are living in darkness, we are lying because we are not living the truth. But if we live our lives in the light, as he is in the light, we are in union with one another, and the blood of Jesus, his Son,

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-61014563864467904152010-12-26T08:41:00.001-08:002010-12-26T08:41:48.068-08:00

All together now: Awwww! Happy and merry, everyone.

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-3968369841073808502010-12-18T23:45:00.000-08:002010-12-18T23:45:00.673-08:00

A few weeks before Thanksgiving, The Pioneer Woman linked to a cookie recipe on her Twitter feed that I immediately had to save. It combines one of my favorite things on earth, Nutella, with the simplicity of shortbread cookies (butter? sugar? flour? yes, please). The only change I made was to sprinkle the cookies with plain old granulated sugar instead of turbinado, mainly because I'm a little

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-1115547617588389752010-12-16T18:32:00.000-08:002010-12-16T18:32:05.188-08:00

It really just does not get old. Jimmy Fallon plus Brian Williams plus the Roots equals so much joy.

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If you do one thing today, visit Catalog Living. Then thank me later.

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So, this happened: As has become my habit over the past few weeks, I was up way, way past my bedtime early last week. Just before midnight, someone started pounding on my front door, effectively scaring me half to death. It turned out to be a police officer, armed with I can only describe as a very large gun. He told me that there was a situation in the complex involving a man holed up in his

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I was lucky enough to spend a few hours in the company of my dear friend Raldo during my Thanksgiving visit to E-Town. He has, in my opinion, flawless taste in music and so was kind enough to make me a mix of songs that he knew I would like (and I do!). The whole CD is stupendous, but this song is definitely a standout to me.

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Thankful: For chats with old friends over really good coffee. For Pendleton whiskey on a chilly Friday night (and coffee and pancakes the next morning). For roads clear enough that I was able to spend my favorite holiday with my favorite people (and for the numerous invitations I received from new friends in PDX if my travel plans hadn't worked out). For snow - real snow, not what would pass

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-26253619778722433532010-11-24T00:01:00.000-08:002010-11-24T00:01:04.701-08:00

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-26619294290541068932010-11-23T00:01:00.000-08:002010-11-23T00:01:01.101-08:00

Soulpancake strikes again: "Take out your iPod. Press 'shuffle'. What memory do you associate with the first song that plays and why?" "Touchdown Turnaround" by Hellogoodbye. This song evokes memories of my two years spent at Baron U. During the final semester of my senior year, my dear friend Inadequate made me a DVD of videos and pictures from our time together, and this was one of the

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-75086054365169076542010-11-22T00:01:00.000-08:002010-11-22T00:01:03.922-08:00

I spent a large part of my great pinkeye adventure last winter catching up on previous seasons of "Chuck" and was instantly charmed by Zachary Levi's (apparently) genuinely sweet nerdiness. Since then, I've added the show to my DVR list and Zach (see what I did there? It's like I KNOW HIM) has become one of the people (among Ben Folds and Jimmy Fallon) that brings instantaneous joy to my day.

Coryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06978989490397784007noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4658241700412246342.post-23834051483292764552010-11-21T00:01:00.000-08:002010-11-21T00:01:00.344-08:00

Spiritual food for thought: "For the nine months that He was cloistered within her, all the food, the wheat, the grapes that she consumed served as a kind of natural Eucharist, passing into Him Who later was to declare that He was the Bread and the Wine of Life. After her nine months were over, the fitting place for Him to be born was Bethlehem, which meant 'House of Bread.' Later on He would

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