Twitter reunion

I've noticed a lot more people have checked out my blog, thanks to Twitter, so I should write something new for you guys to read, right?

Twitter's been....interesting. I have way more followers than I thought possible. It was like pulling teeth trying to get more than 30, for awhile. I love when people tell me how funny I am and I've had a few compliments about my looks. One guy said that our mouths would be best friends, and even typing this makes me want to laugh at that line. I have tried following more girls, but they don't follow back as often. Another thing I noticed, whenever I follow someone from my state, they never follow back.... pricks.

Anyway enough about fucking Twitter already. Geez....it's like I have nothing else going on in my life. (Not really.) SO........

Right now, I keep getting email notifications from Facebook, so annoying, but I have to check my phone when I see it blinking. I did tweet that the red light flashing on my BB has the same effect on me as giving Jessica Rabbit a rose on the nes game 'Who Framed Roger Rabbit?' but apparently nobody played that game and didn't get the joke. (She comes running when you lay a rose down.....and eventually you get to talk to her, which helps you in the game.)

My 10 year reunion is the end of June, and the 'popular kids' keep adding photos to this Facebook group and that's why I keep getting damn notifications. Never mind, that most of these pictures were taken after HS and seem pointless to add to a group dedicated to us at 18. I feel like scanning in some of my pictures, just to spite them, but that seems like too much work. I didn't even want to go to the stupid thing, but my hubs does. I think it's because he looks like a man now. ;) He didn't have much confidence back then, but he lost weight, stopped dyeing his hair yellow (seriously) and looks so much more handsome (and sexy.) Oh, did I ever mention we graduated together? (Go ahead and look back at my old posts, I'll wait here.......) Well, we did. People assume we were 'High School Sweethearts' (barf) but we weren't. Just friends. Then he moved away, I didn't see him for a few months and then BAM. (Sound of me getting hit over the head with a club.) Eventually, he moved back, I made out with other guys, but finally I got my shit together. We were fooling around for awhile until I asked him if 'we were dating or what' and the rest is history.

Follow me, to the sea

According to my stats most people have read my Twitter/Facebook blog, apparently that's what my fellow bloggers/stalkers are into. Makes me want to include the labels 'Twitter' and 'Facebook' on everything I write. In turn, I'll get more readers which may turn into more followers....right? No? Oh, you're thinking about skipping ahead to the next blog because this one is pointless? But maybe the purpose of this blog will be so kick ass, you won't even read this paragraph to lead into my topic...I can say thing like- I'm such a dumbass or Lisa majored in English but doesn't know how to punctuate sentences correctly, much less know how to spell punctuate...oh wait, I did spell that right.

I just learned that Fridays on Twitter are referred to as 'follow Fridays.' Apparently this is an initiative for lazy twitterers to follow others, in the hope that others will follow them? Or is this an event for those who already have thousands of followers? And how in the hell do they have that many when they're non-celebrities? Or maybe in the Twitter universe they are celebrities...in their own mind. I have a measly 34 followers, and I'm surprised I actually have that many, but why do I always have to be the one to follow first? I'm not fucking cool enough? Or do people visit my profile and find my tweets a snooze fest?


Guaranteed that out of the 61 people I follow, some of them have lamer tweets than me. I do try to follow those that have something in common with me. I've been adding those who are creative, funny, writers, bakers, or mention something about gaming. But I follow those follow me....isn't that an unspoken law in Twitterland? Then you're free to delete them when they post every frickin' 30 minutes, or retweet every fucking thing, no matter how unfunny or retarded it is.

What else.................................it's Good Friday today, for those who celebrate Easter, or those who don't celebrate Easter but have a sweet government job where they're off today and Easter Monday. Why is it called Easter Monday anyway? Why can't it be Good Monday? Because we all know a Good Monday doesn't exist until the end of the workday? I was raised Catholic, so apparently I should know these things.
So, if I don't blog this weekend, I hope you 'all' (in quotations because I'm being ironic) have a great Easter. My family is having lunch that day and guess who gets to bring dessert? lol And who knows what the fuck my husband's family is doing. His parent's are divorced and you'd think they'd have their shit together when it comes to holidays, but we usually get a call that day to come over to one of their houses, or I have to whip up dinner at the last minute.

Just Desserts...recipe

My mom calls me 'the cheesecake queen' and no, not because I shove cheesecake down my throat, but because I make kick ass cheesecakes. When a holiday or event comes up, my family always wants me to make cheesecake. Sunday afternoon, I decided to try a variation of a classic New York cheesecake (graham cracker crust with four bricks....errr four blocks of cream cheese, topped with two cans of cherry pie filling) and make a cheesecake with an Oreo crumb crust and top it with strawberries.

I decided I'd document this process and share with the blogosphere. My intention was to post this Sunday night, but alas, it was Sunday, the weather was beautiful, and after spending a few hours in the kitchen I wanted to enjoy the weather.

My main recipe is from kraftrecipes.com but I also incorporated a recipe from tasteofhome.com for the topping. The links are below:

http://www.kraftrecipes.com/recipes/philadelphia-new-york-style-sour-104996.aspx
http://www.tasteofhome.com/recipes/Berry-Cheesecake-Dessert

Chocolate Strawberry Cheesecake

Here's what you need:

1-1/2 cups crushed oreo crumbs

1/4 cup butter, melted

1-1/4 cups sugar, divided

4 pkg. (8 oz. each) cream cheese, softened

2 tsp. vanilla, divided

1 container (16 oz.) sour cream, divided
4 eggs
1 package (3 ounces) strawberry gelatin
1 cup boiling water
3/4 cup cold water
1 quart fresh strawberries, sliced

HEAT oven to 325°F.

MIX crumbs, butter and 2 Tbsp. sugar; press onto bottom of pan.

BEAT cream cheese, 1 cup of the remaining sugar and 1 tsp. vanilla with mixer until well blended. Add 1 cup sour cream; mix well. Add eggs, 1 at a time, beating on low speed after each just until blended. Pour over crust.

BAKE 40 min. or until center is almost set.



MIX remaining sour cream, sugar and vanilla; carefully spread over cheesecake. Bake 10 min.

MEANWHILE, in a small bowl, dissolve gelatin in boiling water. Stir in cold water. Refrigerate for 45 minutes or until thickened but not set.

 

SLICE strawberries....yummy

CAREFULLY pour a third of the gelatin over sour cream layer. Arrange strawberries over gelatin; pour remaining gelatin over berries. Cover and refrigerate for 4 hours or until set. 

Cut and serve........the final product 

Even better with cool whip on top.....because everything is better with cool whip. 

Two days later, I only have 3 pieces left! I gave five pieces to my parents but my husband has been going crazy over this shit. It's not my favorite, but it was nice to get rid of those strawberries that were sitting in my fridge for a week.

Background check

Seeing that I probably won't have time to blog tomorrow, why not post another blog tonight? At the end of my last blog, I promised background info on yours truly. Not that I have anything particularly interesting about myself, but let's see where this goes.

• Most interesting fact about myself: A tornado wrecked the house my family and I lived in, when I was five. My dad had to dig me out from underneath debris and sheet rock.
• My husband and I've been married six years, no kids but we have a basset hound named Banjo, he's the cutest thing ever. We both have a slight aversion to babies.

Banjo

• Living in the midwest I love saying that I have a friend from Russia-she lives here, not some crap where I talk to her online.
• Nothing makes me happier than doing something nice for someone (typical Libra).


Sleeping yet? Me too! I'll make this quick and painless.....

• I still consider my dad my best friend.
• I met my husband riding the bus to school. He became one of my best friends after I transferred from catholic school to public. He liked me, but I thought of him as 'just a friend' until we were 20.
• So I guess that makes me catholic....even though I haven't been to church in years. Even when I lived at home, my parents thought I was going to church Sunday mornings, but I'd actually park somewhere and drink a cappuccino and read the paper for an hour.
• Before college, I had big dreams of moving away and becoming a film director or screenwriter. Then my sister had my niece and I fell in love at first sight. So I guess I'll just settle for blogging. ;)

And...I'm done. If you're not totally nauseated by now, I applaud you.

I made one twitter follower after posting my first blog, I thought I'd include my link: https://twitter.com/_sleepysmile
And yes, I know there's a gadget to add it to my blog. Thanks for reminding me.

I choose Twitter over you

     Two weeks ago, I joined Twitter, and today I decided the next logical step includes blogging. I had a blog on Myspace...five years ago, and I felt like I was the funniest fucker ever. At one point, I had over 4,200 views and plenty of subscribers. I was even offered a position working for a local radio station. Albeit, it wasn't to be an on air DJ, but still. Three years ago, I deleted my Myspace account and moved onto Facebook. I wrote one measly blog, and that was about it. When 30-40 friends are family, and the rest of your 'friends' being people you actually know, you have to edit what you say. Besides, Facebook just isn't doing it for me anymore. Since when did Facebook become a site where your 'friends' (acquaintances you haven't said more than a sentence to, or former friends you haven't talked to in 10 years) try selling you crap, i.e. weight loss shakes, scrapbooking materials? And has anyone else noticed that Facebook should be called 'Mommy Central?' The majority of status updates have to do with their kids, or giving and receiving advice on a colicky baby. Maybe this will come in handy for me one day, but right now the only response they get out of me is an eye roll.

     So anyway, Twitter. I'm slowly getting the hang of it...the crowd is more intellectual than Facebook. So I am trying to cut out the cutesy stuff, and appeal more to this type of audience. Ever since I joined, I've had the hardest time writing my bio. Obviously, I want to write all the cool stuff about me, but you only have 160 characters to work with, and I'm not that cool. I've changed it numerous times, (3 times yesterday) and right now I have: "I'm competitive when it comes to board games and pilates class." I'm trying to show that I'm into old school games, fitness, and have a sense of humor, because who's really competitive in Pilates class? Well, me...but that's because I'm flexible and the rest of the class...is...not. Other bios included my interests of: gaming, working out, baking, coffee, dogs, being an avid quoter of Will Ferrell movies, disc golfing.....blah, blah, blah. But my twitter profile pic conveys that I disc golf, and my background has a scene from the nes game, The Legend of Zelda, so I'm obviously a badass mofo.  

     So that's my first lackluster blog. The next one I write will have more background info on myself, so my nonexistant audience can get an idea of who I actually am. Boring.