November 12, 2014

I cooked dinner (and didn't burn the house down).

Anyone who knows me knows that there is nothing scarier than putting me in a kitchen.  It doesn’t matter what I’m trying to make.  I will find a way to screw it up so badly that you wouldn’t even recognize what my creation was supposed to be, or what recipe I was following.  I made one of those boxed cakes one time for my mom’s birthday.  I don’t know what I missed, but as wonderful as it smelled, it had no binding properties and promptly crumbled as I attempted to un-pan it. One time I tried to scramble some eggs.  I smoked out the house before anything even reached the griddle.  I made an attempt at oatmeal and ruined a pot...

October 29, 2014

Hot fudge sundae, please. Hold the lemon juice.

This summer I finally got a job that I love: scooping ice cream and waitressing at a little family-owned cafĂ© and ice cream parlor.  Like most ice cream shops in the northeast, we closed for the season.  :(  I appreciate the break (more time for homework!) but I can’t wait until we open again.

As a Christian, I think is super important that I represent Christ even when I’m just scooping ice cream.  But practically, that can be hard to apply.  Here is a look back at some things I’ve learned during my time behind the counter!

October 28, 2014


I haven't written for a blog in 3 years.  I'm not sure why I stopped, but I'd like to start again.

Writing, for me, can be a way of clearing my head.  When I have a million things running through my mind, I really like to sit down, write it out one item at a time, and leave it all on the page to be revisited later.  Usually I do this through keeping a journal, but lately I have slacked off, and I think I need to be held accountable by doing it a little more publicly.

A few things on my heart lately that could be coming in later posts include my passion for art and where God is leading me in that area, my favorite books, going to a secular college, and whatever else comes up. 

Thanks for reading!