Party Time

I had such a great time at Missy's party today! I was SO happy to see everyone, especially folks I haven't seen in a super long time like Dani, Magoo, Denise and Amanda! It was just a perfect day with lots of tasty vegetarian food, perfect weather, better company and lots of laughter. Sometimes I sit back and just think about how blessed I am to have such wonderful people in my life. I am truly honored and blessed to be surrounded by so much love from so many places.

July- Vegetarian S'mores Pie

Vegetarian S'mores Pie

CRUST

1.5 Cups Graham Cracker Crumbs(I use HoneyMaid)
1/4 Cup turbinado sugar (I use Sugar in the Raw)
1/4 Cup vegan margarine, melted (I use Willowrun)

Preheat oven to 375f
Mix all ingrediants together until well blended
Press firmly into bottom and sides of a 9" pie dish
Bake 8 minutes, or until lightly browned



FILLING

6 Oz. Plain milk chocolate (vegan chocolate can be used but makes it much richer)
15 Oz. Dandies vegan Marshmallows (about 1.5 bags)

Bring oven temp down to 325f
Break the chocolate into small pieces and place in one layer on top of the crust
Add the marshmallows on top of the chocolate
Place in the oven and cook until the marshmallows are starting to melt and connect, about 5 minutes depending on the oven. *WATCH CONSTANTLY*
Remove from the oven and let cool slightly. Serve warm.

Life in August

Egad, folks. Has it been that long? I doubt anyone still reads this blog, but I think it could be therapeutic to post again. So, I sit here faced with turning 31 in a couple of weeks. The same age my father was when he died. You know, when you're, like, 8, 31 seems really old. Now that I am here and I see my friends with small children approximately the same age I was when he died, it hits me to the core. I've never been of the mindset that I would die at 31. I just... I just never realized that at some point in my life I would get to be older than he ever got to be. And to be honest, that reality just hit me as I was typing this. Jesus Christ. I am soon going to be older than my father was when he died. I don't know if I can really fathom this concept. How is that fair, oh illustrious "god?" How is it fair that a man dies in his prime, leaving a very young widow with two very young kids who eventually grow to surpass him in age and accomplishments? Life moves in mysterious ways, for sure. Stupid, asinine ways. 31. Fucking hell. I'm going to be 31.