Archives for category: life: mary kay

I submitted my two web pieces to the editor on Saturday!  As excited as I am, I’m also really nervous.  Fortunately, I don’t have much time to dwell on my nervousness, because my print piece is due next month and I need to start compiling all of the interviews I’ve gathered thus far.

Also, I launched a blog via Posterous for my Mary Kay team.  I like Posterous because you can send your posts via email, which I thought would be easier than sharing passwords and explaining how to log in and use a post editor.  There’s a very insignificant learning curve, and it’ll allow us to upload resources (Word documents, Excel spreadsheets, photos, videos and other media forms) to share and hopefully increase our knowledge and productivity.  We’ll see how it goes.

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Miscellany Monday @ lowercase letters

+ how not to make chocolate chip cookies. I baked some chocolate chip cookies Thursday evening.  The adventure began when I realized that I was supposed to use an electric mixer, but being a poor college student, didn’t have one.  So, I decided to microwave the butter and sugar.  I popped it in for 15 seconds, and all was well.  I mixed everything and needed to microwave it again.  Except I didn’t realize that the top half of the “start” button means “start,” whereas the bottom half of the start button means “plus one minute.”  I was wondering why the 20-second increment was the longest 20 seconds of my life. …  When I pulled out the mixture, it was more like soup.  So, I decided to stick it in the freezer!  It began to harden, and I wondered if it would harden faster if I spread it around the edges of the bowl to increase surface area.  So I did!  And then I logged on Facebook.  And then, several minutes later, remembered my cookies and pulled out some frozen butter and sugar.  Fortunately, it all melted and began to resemble cookie dough.  And then I realized that I didn’t have enough white sugar, so I substituted semi-processed cane sugar.  And I substituted apple sauce for the eggs.  But in spite of it all, they were yummy.

+ where are we going? Alan and I have been looking at houses at his potential new location, and also scouting out some journalism jobs for me.  Aren’t you all dying to know where we’re going?  I know I am.

+ twice as nice. Throughout the month of April, working part time or full time teaching skin care and selling products women love is half as easy – start your Mary Kay business for only $50.  The new starter kit includes new mirror cases and your choice of either mineral foundations or the new TimeWise liquid foundations (which I love).
I have no idea why I summarized this as being “twice as nice,” since the investment is half of what it normally is.  But “half as nice” doesn’t seem very nice.  Unless it’s twice as nice because of the spring break rate and the new foundations. …

+ muffins. I decided to skip the creative titling on this one.  I made spinach cheddar muffins for Sunday School Saturday night.  Burned batch aside, they were yummy.

+ languages. I’ve mentioned that I’ve studied French, Spanish and Mandarin, but never German.  Last night, I glanced over the course catalog in preparation for scheduling for the fall semester, and I realized that French 101, Spanish 101 and German 101 are all being offered in the fall.  I’m debating whether or not I want to audit one (or more) of those courses next semester.  If I audit a course, I won’t receive credit for it, but I have the luxury of attending whenever I can.  I would really love to study French again, but I think Spanish would be more practical and I shouldn’t ignore German. …  Plus, some of my friends speak German very well/are fluent, so it might be easier.

Miscellany Monday @ lowercase letters+ open your eyes. On Saturday, Alan took me to renew my driver’s license.  Apparently, they expire the day you turn 21.  There’s nothing quite like realizing you’ve been driving on an expired license for a week to keep your speed in check.  Not that that happened to me, or anything.  The man who asked me to verify my information and took my photo gave me these instructions: “Sit down in that chair.  Do you see that smiley face sticker?  Look at the smiley face sticker.  Put your chin down a little.  Move your hair out of your face.  Open your eyes.”  I’m sorry.  I forgot that we Asians tend to walk around with our eyes closed.  My mistake.  He also said, three times, that I would have a question about my license (I hate it when people say things like that, because I usually don’t have a question and that usually leads to awkward moments) when he clicked to the next page on the screen.  My license is vertical, as opposed to the horizontal orientation.  He said it was because I received my camera card/temporary license before my birthday.  But, if the license expires on my birthday, shouldn’t I have received the camera card before my birthday?  Otherwise, I wouldn’t be covered.  I have no idea what he was talking about.  But the point is, I received my new license and my hair looks crazy.

+ vanilla extract. First of all, I purchased alcohol for the first time on Saturday (though not to drink, because I promised my parents that I wouldn’t drink alcohol from my 21st birthday until my 22nd birthday).  And I wasn’t carded.  Apparently, I need to start using some TimeWise Replenishing Serum+C.  Anyway.  Alan and I decided to make some homemade vanilla extract, about which I am very excited.  We purchased some vanilla beans, two small bottles each of Malibu Rum Coconut and Captain Morgan Spiced Rum, and then one small bottle of Captain Morgan Private Stock (which, according to the labels, is basically the same as the spiced rum, but more expensive and in a glass bottle).  At home, I cut the vanilla beans into thirds so they would be submerged in the alcohol, and then slit them down the center to open the beans.  Then, I just dropped them into the tiny bottles and closed them.  They’ll darken over the course of the next five months or so, the vanilla eventually replacing the strong smell of the alcohol.  The total cost (I’m not sure what size the bottles are, but they’re the tiny cute ones that cost $8 if you’re at a hotel in Bermuda) was around $13-$15.  And I haven’t priced vanilla lately, so I’m not sure if we’ll actually save money, but it was fun and I’m excited for coconut vanilla extract and spiced vanilla extract.  If you try this, don’t forget to store your bottles in a cool, dark place and completely submerge the beans, or else they’ll mold!

+ my father’s daughter. I recently walked into the kitchen and found a rather old tooth lying on the counter.  Instead of asking why or who or what or any of the countless questions normal people would ask, I realized that being the daughter of my father, that sort of thing no longer fazes me, because it’s nothing for me to come home to find rocks soaking the sink or drying on the deck.  And then to be corrected, because that’s not just a rock, it’s a special rock that was used for a special purpose/that’s from a certain area.  I would also like to add that my father, hater of most technology, wants a laptop.  When I asked Mom why, she said it was probably so he could check Google Earth and the USGS earthquake map.  Every time Dad wants to use the laptop, he asks one of us to look up the earthquake map.  I checked it out the other day to find the rating of the March 11 earthquake in Japan.

And I have to admit, it was a pretty interesting website.