The last week has been draining in the strangest way. I’m not sure if it was from my post earlier this week, but I was constantly wanting to be alone. But I was acutely aware of my loneliness in those those moments, so I never really was. I kept thinking that if I could just get a good night’s sleep, I would feel better. The days started out the same – waking up, wishing for another hour of delicious sleep, getting ready, and then feeling achingly optimistic on the drive to work (the sun is always brightest before you’re going to spend 8 hours in a cubicle). Then I’d think to myself, “Today is going to be a fantastic day.” As each day wore on, a dull headache developed, I began to feel nauseated, and my pity party became more elaborate. I just wanted to go home and read all my books. Just one right after the other. I didn’t want to be interrupted by necessities like sleep or nutrition. My evenings were spent with great people, and I really enjoyed myself, but I really just needed a night or two to myself.
I had dinner plans last night, but I ended up cancelling them and ended up spending time with my family instead. I had planned on just going home and reading all night and falling asleep by 8, but this proved to be a much better way to pass the time while my four excedrin (true story) knocked out my headache. I came home around 9 and ended up sleeping by 10.
It was fantastic. I woke up this morning feeling refreshed and ready to take on a new day. This morning held such potential – did I want to run? Read? Write? Bake? The day is completely mine – I have absolutely no obligations. I love it.
I opted for a little reading and then baking. I’ve really been into baking scones for the last few months, so I found a recipe for Apple Cheddar Scones at Mary Quite Contrary Bakes. Because I’m broke and had no intention of leaving my apartment, I had to modify the recipe a bit, but it turned out FANTASTIC.
Apple Cheddar Scones
- 2 large tart apples (I used one granny smith & one pink lady)
- 1 1/2 cups of flour
- 1/4 cup sugar
- 1/2 tbsp baking powder
- 1/2 tsp salt
- 1/2 stick butter-flavored Crisco
- 2.5oz marbled mild and white cheddar, freshly shredded
- 1/4 cup plain greek yogurt
- 2 eggs
- sugar for sprinkling
- Preheat oven to 375º F. Peel, core, and chop apples so they are in small cube-ish pieces. Place apples in an even layer on your ancient baking sheet lined with tinfoil, or parchment paper if you’re fancy. (Learn from my slight mistake: if you’re using tinfoil, add just a bit of spray to prevent apples from sticking.) Bake for 15 minutes, then put in freezer until cool to touch.
- Whisk flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt.
- On low speed, blend apples, crisco, cheese, greek yogurt, and one egg in a separate bowl. Add flour mixture and mix until ingredients until dough has formed.
- Plop the dough on a well-floured counter. With floured hands, work into a disk, and cut dough into six triangles.
- Since you don’t buy parchment paper (apparently people use it for baking a lot – maybe you should invest in some, genius) and you’ve had to chisel away the remains from previous baking endeavors, lightly grease your good baking pan. Place scones on pan with room to expand.
- Whisk second egg with a pinch of salt. Generously brush egg wash on each scone and sprinkle with sugar.
- Bake for 25 minutes, cool on wire rack for 5 minutes.
- Eat immediately. You’ll want a second one immediately, but tell yourself to have some self respect and wait an hour.
The owls know what’s up.
Some part of me wishes I could say I invited a friend over for a cup of coffee and one of these amazing scones, but I fully intend on eating them all on my own. Next time I make them I’ll share, but these are just too damn good. They’re sweet and salty and warm with the slightest crunch on the outside, revealing a heavenly buttery goodness.
I’ve got to have a second.
I’m sorry I haven’t been posting much lately. Instead of just articulating the facade, I’ve been out living (going to foggy basement parties, having spontaneous drinks with friends, dancing with new friends, running color runs, playing impromptu bluegrass concerts with my uncle, hosting parties, and occasionally giving out my number to boys I probably shouldn’t). It’s been fantastic. I highly recommend you stop looking at a screen as soon as you’re done reading this. Have you seen real life lately? It can be really beautiful. Everything is Blooming, folks.
I know that I told you my vacation from Throwback Thursday was only going to be for the month of May. It’s been over two months since I shared a diary entry. Young Ashley might be thrilled, but I’m not too proud of it. I started something and I didn’t follow through. I am supremely irritated when people do that, so I’m sorry that I’ve failed you. I know a lot of people really enjoyed those. This is going to change. Throwback Thursday is coming back this week.
I had a housewarming party last weekend to break in my new place. Two of my closest friends made me a fantastic gift that inspired a new weekly post called Brunch with B-Crox. You can expect a recipe and short anecdote with my usual self-deprecating banter and weird pictures. My definition of Brunch is a pretty vague one, so it might not always be a breakfast recipe. And don’t worry, I’ll explain the B-Crox thing.
Since many people find my blog by some combination of the terms “seeing my ex” and “what to do,” I’m considering doing some sort of dating advice. I’m sort of hoping I’ll start following my own advice too. That would be neat. This is still in the brainstorming stages, but I figure that since I’ve dated people before and have an opinion, I’m qualified to tell people what to do. It’s real scientific.
I’m going on vacation next week. I’m not counting or anything, but I have exactly eleven days until I’m in the middle of the woods without 3g access. I have plans to read about three pages of Infinite Jest before falling asleep on the beach and/or day-drinking. Don’t worry though, you’ll still get your posts. If I don’t you can send me messages on Facebook about how you’re really disappointed in me – not mad, just really disappointed.
I spent today being a professional, so I thought I would contrast that by sitting on the couch and watching television. So far it’s been fantastic. On the way home from work, I made a mental list of ways to unwind from your 60-hour work week.
- Listen to ridiculous music. I recommend something borderline annoying and abrasive. Gangnam Style fits, but I think it helps when you’re singing words and not just sounds. My personal favorites are T Swift (We are Never Ever Getting Back Together is a good one), anything by Kanye West, and recently, the Ting Tings. I think I’m about five years behind the trend, but I’ve listened to this song about eight times tonight.
- Buy yourself some beer. But only if you’re of legal age. If you have a favorite beer, go for that – but you can treat yourself to a Pick Six, because seriously – you’ve worked 60 hours this week. Treat yo’self.
- Eat terrible food.Obviously, I don’t mean eat food that tastes terrible. Eat food that is in no way nutritious for you. Pizza is okay, but it’s got the cheese and meat which has protein – and that’s nutritious. Stay away from that crap and make yourself some of this crap:
Mix 1 package funfetti cake mix, 2 cups yogurt (plain or vanilla), 1 cup whipped cream. Eat with crap: (vanilla wafers, graham crackers, teddy grahams, oreos, thin mints, etc)
- Get Hulu Plus. Or get Netflix and have your roommate pay for Hulu Plus. Just make sure you’re able to watch the last week’s episodes of The Daily Show and the Colbert Report so you can stay informed just enough.
- Put on sweats. I’m not explaining this.
My Pick Six included a blueberry lager, a coriander ale, and four other bottles that could never be compared to Corona. I think this photo is indicative of my versatility as a worker. (ie: the ability to rock a silky mint blouse, have voluminous hair, and take low-quality selfies with my tablet)