365 days ago


was my “last day at Westwood.” I know because I wrote in on my calendar, in my little brown q&a book and I planned it so that I would have ALL my stuff shipped by September 1st and, of course, before Septemberfest.

I’ll be there at 4:30.

Instead of being blah about it, I decided to laugh and be happy that they let me come back and make some money. I mean, remember that mind-clouding debt I had in April, well that’s gone, and my student loans are stepping their way out forbearance this month, so that ability to go to work and come home with money is appreciated.

Now, I had to do a little convincing myself to not be blah about that, but what I don’t need to convince myself is to be happy about the two interviews I have in my near future! Neither are the perfect job, but you know where they aren’t? Indiana. (By the way, that person never re-contacted me after asking me when I was available for a phone interview. Interesting.)

I’ll update you with those results/information at they occur, but until then I have two more things to type your way.

1) Check out your Daily Herald’s Food section tomorrow, Wednesday August 29th, for my cheesy face potentially holding a jar of cinnamon sticks and cinnamon extract. I’m guessing the picture will be embarrassing, I’ll let you know tomorrow.

2) My favorite weekend of the year is upon us!!! Four days until Septemberfest! 

I lied, three things.

3) After looking for that fest link,  it looks like September is like my month for big changes.

2009 – Finally got a job after college – Westwood.

2010 – Realized I wanted to go back to school – ICB

2011 – Moved across the country – LA

I’m pretty anxious to fill in the blank after 2012 – ?????


1 down, 11 to go


I’m ridiculously competitive.

I hate being told I can’t do something, especially before given a chance. I bet people things all the time, and I once ran so fast up and down the stairs at Westwood with what felt like a gazillion drafts on my tray because a man at a party asked me, if I “was going to be able to handle this?” I think it comes from trying to compete with my brother, Michael, while growing up. Michael always wanted to impress our oldest brother, Tommy, and I always wanted to impress him. It didn’t really ever work, though between the two of them I learned how to eat triple cheeseburgers, burp really loud and throw a football with a pretty good spiral.

Being über competitive isn’t always a good thing, but it’s not always a bad thing either. It makes me challenge myself with some things I wouldn’t attempt. It also gets me in a lot of arguments… but let’s get back to my point, the good thing about being competitive is that I can convince myself to do things that are good for you. For example, I am challenging myself to go 12 days without any dessert foods. You might think, yikes, the dessert queen without dessert? You may not know but for two years straight I’ve given up chocolate for lent, and it’s been difficult but I handled it successfully. So this time I need a mini dessert break for two related reasons.

Reason #1, my most amazing Tuesday night resulted in about 400 pieces of fudge in my freezer. Now I am super excited for my article and video on Wednesday, but I’m gonna be honest, there are probably only 200 pieces of fudge left. Ok, I didn’t eat it ALL myself, but I ate enough… which brings me to reason #2: siting at a computer burns less calories than running around a restaurant. That’s a pretty self-explanatory one. Granted I’m still working both jobs, it’s not the same, enter the 12 day-no-dessert challenge. I made it through day 1 (after a cinnamon themed baking marathon last night), wish me luck! PS, in case you’re wondering where I came up with 12 days, it’s because that’s how many days until Septemberfest!! My favorite “holiday” (well it is a holiday technically) weekend of the year!! Filled with yummy ice cream vendors, melting pot chocolate fondue and Jell-O jiggler shots (technically desserts). So that will be my reward.

scrambled thoughts due to a fudge+oreo dinner


Today from 5:30-6:30 was one of the best hours of my life.

That sounds extremely loser-ish, I know, shouldn’t the best hour of your life be at least after 9pm? Anyway, mine was at 5:30 when the videographer/photographer from the Daily Herald arrived to make my Cook of the Week video for August 25th. I know I previously wrote that it would be in this week’s Herald, but they changed it, oh well, it’ll still appear soon enough. I had a fantastic time prepping my ingredients before he came and the entire process was super fun. Before we started shooting I was a little nervous but then I reminded myself that this is pretty much what I want to do for the rest of my life, so I better do a good job in this quasi-test drive. Then I also realized that the videographer man’s voice was almost identical to Elizabeth’s Dad’s voice. I know that may sound silly, but it was the same voice. So all I did was pretend that Elizabeth’s Dad, who I’ve known for more than 10 years,  was the videographer and my nerves were gone. I honestly loved every second of talking my way through the fudge and I hope once it’s finally online it’s not embarrassing!

The Mr. Moore voice double got me thinking about all the double people out there. If you have no idea what I’m talking about, you’re probably in the majority, but do you ever meet someone in another state or when you were away at school and feel like, o ok, you’re the “Iowa” someone and or you’re my “Westwood” someone. Well it happens to me a lot. Like I said the Mr. Moore voice-double, one of the women I work with is like my “work” godmother, Kathy and Linda don’t know each other but they’re often my “college” and “Westwood” each other. Ok, so this michelle-phenomenon may be worth explaining in person, you’ll have to actually ask me about it.

I’ve had a lot of fudge and Oreos tonight, so forgive me for my mumbling, and if you’re in the vicinity, let me know because I have about 400 pieces of fudge to get rid of!

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