STILL NEEDS SOME WORK . . .

In spite of the temperature being in the high 70s today, a fall-like meal was sounding awfully nice come dinner time. Enter cheesy vegetable soup, my recipe for the month of September. 

Unfortunately, I had a wee bit of a problem in successfully completing the recipe and ended up with some huge (and I mean huge) chunks of melted cheese. It looks like I'll be going back to the drawing board (a.k.a. stove) with this one. . .However, it was still pretty darn tasty as it was. If anyone knows how to melt cheese properly in order to get it to a liquidy consistency though, help a girl out! Please, and thank you.

Until next time, goodbye from the kitchen!

OKTOBERFEST

My friend Jen is traveling through Europe at the moment. She was lucky enough to get to go to the actual Oktoberfest in Munich, Germany; I had to settle for Denver's version of it. And while I'm sure that what I took part in paled in comparison to the real deal, it still was fun in its own rite and even made me feel a little more connected to my own heritage.



Hopefully someday I'll have the chance to get decked out in a dirndl, eat authentic Bratwursts, and
Prost (toast) with German beer, but for now, I'll have to make due with drinking strawberry lemonade whilst watching an Asian man do a Bavarian dance in the streets of Denver.

Guten Tag meine Freunde!

WORDLESS

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Words. I've clearly been lacking the capacity to put some to paper computer screen recently. But I've also found myself getting tongue-tied, jumbled, and even hesitant, when it comes to my verbal words lately. I'm not a fan. Confucius says (or more accurately, said) "words are the voice of the heart," and I have to say that I agree. Thus, when my words are lacking or not coming out as I would like them then it's as if someone's slapped a muzzle over the voice of my heart. And that's never a pleasant way to go about living life. I'm thinking that maybe if I go eat some alphabet soup or something then it will help me get back on track to formulating my words. . .In the meantime, bear with me as I continue to make incoherent sentences or don't speak up in the way/when I should. Thanks for your understanding.

Relatively mute,

TALKING 'BOUT MY GENERATION

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An interesting read:

 What Is It About 20-Somethings?

AM I THE ONLY ONE

who intends to let Pandora know that I like the song that they're playing (one I think I've never heard before), only to discover that I've already done so some other time in my listening history?

who sometimes worries that other people actually can read minds and know what I'm thinking?

who adds things to my 'to-do list' only so that I can have the satisfaction of crossing them off?

whose least favorite season is summer (I'm not particularly fond of hot weather. . .)?

who goes up and down every aisle of the grocery store just to make sure I didn't forget something I might need/want?

who based their cereal selection this week off of the fact that you get a free (child's) book in a box of Cheerios?

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Just a week in the life of Megan.