Today I made Kroger mac and cheese. I put my mac and cheese in a gallon bag. My mac and cheese and I got into the car. We drove to the library. At the library I proceeded to shuck my shoes and snack on my mac from the gallon bag like I owned the joint. Clearly, I'm a genius or have completely lost my mind. Either way I'm quite comfortable.

I really should get a head start on my homework that's due Friday but I really don't want to have to turn off my Pandora. Stinking homework that requires thinking.

I'm really itching for a story right now, but my poor little brain is feeling a little fried. Maybe a goodnights' sleep over Thanksgiving break will help.

Pancakepalooza 

My favorite part about living in an apartment is our dingy, constantly broken kitchen. Seriously, the sink leaks unless you turn it to a precise spot, the burners are so crooked that anything in the pan will slide all the way to the right, and no matter the scrubbing we give it, the floor always looks like we live in a pig sty. But I love it because finally I can repay my debt. To all the upperclassmen who invited me into their sparsely furnished homes and saved me from another night of the great debate: another sandwich from Rye of the Tiger (yes, that's what it's really called) or starving. So turning around in kind, my smelly oven and crooked burners are allowing me to cook all the easy meals I can manage for the on-campus dwellers in my life. Thus - pancakepalooza.

So tonight for the grand tradition of Halloween we had two options (yes, only two) - 1. don our best slutty firewoman/bumblebee/spider/etc. costumes then pay $10 to stand around awkwardly sober in a smelly bar with some strangers in costumes or 2. cook pancakes for some of our favorite freshmen and sophomores, watch some Hocus Pocus, and not leave the apartment all night.

One guess on what option was chosen...

Did you guess that I hit up Bourbon Street as the sluttiest spider of 2012??

Well that would be the incorrect guess.

Chocolate chip pancakes, bacon, Hocus Pocus (followed by Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone) and an apartment full of chattering girls made for a perfect Halloween. And I didn't even have to get out of my sweatpants!

That's about as exciting as my life gets right now. School is coming on in a full court press and between a grammar class that feels like math and trying to figure out my grad school game plan it's no wonder why my laundry has been sitting in the dryer for a day and a half now (whoops!). Happy days nonetheless with Thanksgiving break right around the bend. Just two more weeks and I'll have seven full days to recuperate from this semester - oh wait! that's a joke. At least I'll have a full week to catch up on school work right before finals? Oh well, still something to look forward to.
My eyes are going crosseyed with exhaustion so you'll have to excuse me from a clever transition into signing off. Goodnight blogger world and a very merry beginning of No Shave November!

School needs an E-brake. That's all I have to say.

'Sup internet peoples. It's Octoberrrrr. Want to hear all the things I love about fall? Me either, that list would be boring and dumb. I wish I could say that the weather is getting cooler but I would be lying. Although I do enjoy the awkwardly crisp and humid mornings. You know the kind, where you walk out the door in the morning and think, "oh this is so delightfully chilly! maybe I should have worn tights under my dress!"and then about ten minutes into your walk all you can think is "mother of pearl why am I sweating in October?!" Struggles.
I can't think of any one particular thing to share so instead I'm going to give you a list. Here are my Little October Lessons:

1. Pitch Perfect rivals Bridesmaids in comedy - If you haven't seen it, go see it... right now.
Seriously, why are you still here? GO.
Still here? Fine. Maybe you can go see it this weekend. A matinee is only eight bucks. (which is HIGHWAY ROBBERY by the way)

2. When the recipe says "one cup" it really doesn't mean pour in three-fourths of the bag. If you add too many chocolate chips to pumpkin chocolate chip muffins, the chocolate chips overwhelm the pumpkin.  Whoops.

3. Impromptu, surprise visits from high school friends are the greatest.

4. Wearing an open back leopard print dress is always a good idea for formal.

5. Wearing an open back leopard print dress is not a good idea when you sit outside of McDonalds until the wee hours of the morning.

6. ..."interesting" people frequent McDonalds at 3am in Auburn, AL

cute people before formal 

7. My sawrawity (sorority) family is better than everyone else's. No contest.

Seriously. No contest.

8. Registering for classes never stops making you want to pull your hair out in frustration.

9. I only have three more semesters as an undergrad - what. the. what.

10. With every year I gain, the less mature my Halloween costume ideas get. Right now the big contenders are the cast of Scooby Doo or the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.

I should really return to one of the three projects I have due in the terrifyingly near future. It's definitely one of those weeks where I realize that I have so much to do that my little brain has just decided that none of it is actually going to get done. This being a junior in college thing is tough.

(Jokes on jokes to my parents who are paying this out-of-state tuition - I'm studying hard!)

Happy Wednesday Homies - C.Sher out.

believing in AU & AXO and loving it! 

I'm sitting in my Educational Media class. We are having some stugglessss with embedding videos... it's not that hard. Oh well. Wanna see my dorky video about my Fall 2012 goals? Probably not... but I'm going to share it with you anyway. Sorry I'm not sorry!

 I don't know if I've mentioned this once, or twice now but I studied abroad in London this summer. I can practically see your eyes rolling to the back of your head - "we know you have, Caitlin, you've only mentioned it five million times." Well, sorry I'm not sorry - I'll probably be mentioning it five million more times. Anyhoo, today I had a bad cases of the London nostalgias. I woke up to rain, wore my Portobello Market scarf, and by the time I got to Brit Lit to hear my teacher talk about Auburn Abroad in London all bets were off. The rest of the day soon dissolved into my eyes turned to the blackboard but my head wandering back down Glouster Road. By the time I made my way home I was all but ready to drive to Hartsfield Atlanta and catch the next Heathrow bound plane. Unfortunately, neither my parents nor my wallet could withstand a rash move like that so instead I figured that if I couldn't go to London, I would make London come to me. Jumping into my ghetto-beater car, I made a quick visit to my second home - Kroger (yes, total fatty move, I know). Picking up my essentials, I rushed home and threw on my apron. Now, an hour later I sit with a delicious little piece of England - a warm, freshly made scone and a cup of English Breakfast tea. How European am I??

the whole shebang 

my little culinary masterpieces 

Now, I don't want to brag or anything, but my scones are pretty darn good. Nowhere near as good as the ones we ate at Le Pain, of course, but tasty nonetheless.
The recipe is actually quite simple so in case anyone is jonesing for a little European confection, I thought I'd share it:

Traditional English Scones

Ingredients

                     3 cups all-purpose flour

                     1/2 cup white sugar

                     5 teaspoons baking powder

                     1/2 teaspoon salt

                     3/4 cup butter

                     1 egg, beaten

                     1 cup milk

Directions

      Preheat oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C). Lightly grease a baking sheet.

      In a large bowl, combine flour, sugar, baking powder, and salt. Cut in butter. Mix the egg and milk in a small bowl, and stir into flour mixture until moistened.

      Turn dough out onto a lightly floured surface, and knead briefly. Roll dough out into a 1/2 inch thick round. Cut into 8 wedges, and place on the prepared baking sheet.

Bake 15 minutes in the preheated oven, or until golden brown.

Actually I only cooked them for 10 minutes and they were still pretty brown. It's really a judgement call there. But see? Nothing to it.
There's my little adventure of the day. Cheers mates!

I swear, I swear I have not forgotten about you little blog. Here's the thing, when I write, I write so this process can take me anywhere from forty five minutes until forever and yours truly would much rather catch up on some zzzz's with that time. It's been a wild couple of weeks between school and work and all that other stuff that I do. Actually, to tell the truth, I "blog" quite frequently it's just that the words never actually make it onto the computer. For instance, I'll be wandering back from class and compose a great entry in my head. So excited to post it, once I walk into my apartment I remember that I have pudding in the fridge. Then about halfway through my chocolaty deliciousness, I usually forget whatever I had to say. Struggles. But I know, excuses excuses.
What a crazy couple of weeks it has been! I could write all night about it..... but again, lazy. So here are some recap pictures.

Visiting baby brother in his big boy dorm room

Little bit of UGA football action to start the morning off

Then off to the GA Dome for the AU v. Clemson kickoff game
Plus an epic reunion with a dear study abroad friend
Labor day = Footballpalooza

Shotgun Shells and Wedding Bells Social
First Social of the year - woohoo! 

I think my date's shorts might have been shorter than mine...
I told him redneck and redneck was what I got. 

A visit down to Starkville, Miss. to see my Tigers get whooped by Mississippi State.
Still worth it since I got to spend the weekend with this fool. 

This is literally the only decent picture we have taken in twelve-ish years of friendship

Missing from these actions shots are pictures from this weekend. Last night we put on our sundresses and cowboy boots for Farm House Fraternity's annual Rodeo. Fifteen bucks to watch boys get bucked off bulls (you like that alliteration action right there??) then swing dance in the same space where the bulls stood. Does life get any better?
Well, it could've - the opening act, Ray Ray something-or-other, either sipped on some helium before the show or is part chipmunk. There were some notes that she hit that I'm pretty sure only dogs could hear. But Thomas Rhett (the main act) was delightful.
Today we watched our Auburn Tigers almost lose to Louisiana Monroe. Embarrassing, but at least we didn't lose. Our boys pulled through in overtime, praise the Lord. It's going to be a rough season, no doubt. But they're our team and we love 'em. Maybe they'll surprise us later in the season.

Oh, also I tipped my desk over (while I was still in it) on Friday in class. One minute I was leaning over to put something on someone's desk and the next minute both the desk and I were on the floor. Not to worry though, I walked away from the incident with everything but my pride intact.
It must be nice to lead a normal life, but I wouldn't know anything about that.
Cheers mates and a big WAR EAGLE!