Day 61: The most awesome burgers in the world

... and I had to pass up on them. ;_;

Basically, tonight I went to someone else's house for dinner. No, I didn't have a hot date (don't worry, boys! You still have a chance!), but my parents are really good friends with this couple and we go to their house and they come to ours fairly often. I believe I have mentioned them before...  My Twin Who Isn't Related To Me is their daughter. I had to drive here... NOT pleasant. xD

Oh yeah, I forgot to say, I'm blogging from their house. Tummy and My Twin Who Isn't Related To Me are watching some show called Splat-a-lot. It appears to be a kid's version of Wipeout. Charming.

So I got my braces tightened a day or two ago, and it's been pretty bad this time. I've been surviving on soup, yogurt, smoothies, and porridge with honey. We so rarely get to eat the delicious burgers... WHYYYY

I didn't starve, of course, as there was potato salad. My Twin Who Isn't Related To Me's mother also thinly sliced some hard boiled eggs for me. Yay protein! So I stuffed myself on that. Pity I couldn't eat the burgers. Perhaps next time I can blog about their delectable flavour.

To all those who promised me a blog post:

I'm still waiting.

Your days grow short.

Day 52: How to make an awesome breakfast (indoors)

This post will teach you how to make cinnamon toast, a really delicious breakfast that is super easy and quick (unless you toaster is from the Stone Age, in which case it sucks to be you).

What you'll need (shown above):
Bread
Toaster
Plate
Knife
Spoon
Cinnamon
Brown Sugar (white sugar works almost as well, but brown sugar's texture makes it better since it's a little moister than white sugar is)
Butter (calm thyself, Quiet Smart Airplane Dude.)

Step Zero: If the bread is not pre-sliced, slice it, you moron.

Step One: Toast the bread. Really, I shouldn't have to tell you this.

Step Two: Put toast on a plate. This can get a little messy.

Step Three: IMMEDIATELY after Step Two, butter the toast with the knife. You need to make sure the butter melts and soaks into the toast, so it need to be hot. Even the seven seconds I used for taking the picture allowed the toast to cool considerably. So be fast!

Step Four: Scoop up some brown sugar with a spoon. With your finger, push it off the spoon and onto the toast. You want it to be be pretty thick - don't smooth it out with your finger or a knife. Oh, and you definitely should NOT 'accidentally' knock some off onto the plate or counter or table just so you can have an excuse to eat more sugar. I certainly didn't do that.

Step Five: Dump some cinnamon onto that bitch. How much you add is a matter of taste, but I LOVE cinnamon, so I add a fair bit. At least add enough for you to be able to see the difference in colour, or you wouldn't be able to taste it.

Step Six: Clean up, so your parents don't have you thrown into a dumpster. That's what the plate was there for - so you don't have to do as much cleaning. Still, as you can see, I got cinnamon on the counter anyways. xD

Step Seven: Eat it! Hopefully you'll find it delicious. A perfect way to celebrate having enough time in the morning to make it, since you don't have to rush off to school. Yay summer!

Step Eight: Try adding other random shiz. Take pictures, and post about your adventure on your blog! Or just tell me bout it so I can taste-test it myself. You might even get a blog post devoted to you! After all, that's the ultimate goal of all you lovely readers, isn't it? :D

So tell me if you tried it, what it tasted like, if you had an epic fail, and if you think my pajamas are sexy. Thanks! <3

Day 37: Butterbeer is FREAKING AWESOME (even though my friends suck monkey butt)

[Note: This was supposed to be Thursday's post.]

So on Thursday there was a party at my house. But Katrina, you say, why wasn't I invited? I didn't even know there was a party. Don't you love me any more?

Well, I say, I didn't know there was a party either. That is why you were not invited.

Yah. No kiddin'. I knew that Supreme Harem Master and her brother were coming over (she was doing childcare for him), and possibly Colombian Rice Eater. The daughter of Moomoo's best friend, let's call her My Twin Who Isn't Related To Me - seriously, we look so alike it's scary - was also coming over. We were her unpaid slave labour informal babysitters for the day. :D Actually, she's pretty awesome, and although she's four years younger than I am, she's a lot more mature than half the people in my grade. -_- (Which says just as much about them as it does about her, actually. ^^;) So I texted Supreme Harem Master in the morning, double checking to see who was coming, and she said her, her little bro, Colombian Rice Eater, and World Champion Pacer were all coming. Okay, I thought. One more person. I can handle that.

So then My Twin Who Isn't Related To Me arrives. Yay! Supreme Harem Master isn't that long behind, with her brother in tow. He's got long hair, but he actually pulls it off quite well, even though she says that people sometimes think he's a girl. I can't imagine how, as he doesn't look feminine in the slightest. He's actually kind of attractive. He looks NOTHING like his sister though. She's pale, and he looks like he's legit First Nations. XD A few minutes later, Secret Society Girl walks through the door. Um, okay. Didn't know she was coming but I can deal. Colombian Rice Eater is next, and you know what he tells me? He invited Secret Society Girl, Sailor Moon Fan Who Is Epic At Drawing, another girl, and Quiet Smart Airplane Dude. WUUUUT. The other two girls didn't come, but Quiet Smart Airplane Dude walked for like half an hour carrying a butt-heavy backpack to get here.

Me:

Everyone else:

Needless to say, I was less than prepared for having SEVEN other people to entertain, plus my loser brother Tummy who wouldn't leave us alone. -_- So we played video games for a while, then went to the park a block from my house to play Grounders (shut up, it's FUN!), then came back here after an hour of that. Then I remembered that Supreme Harem Master had brought a recipe for butterbeer - you know, the Hogsmead drink from Harry Potter. So we all walked to a store to buy some butterscotch syrup and more cinnamon. Secret Society Girl got some quiche.

We came home. I sent them all into the living room to play more video games.  Me and My Twin Who Isn't Related To Me made the butterbeer, a triple recipe, in a gigantic glass bowl. We drank the butterbeer. I looked upon what I had created, and I thought it good; for the butterbeer was heavenly and we drank it gladly.

SERIOUSLY OMFG IT WAS SO GOOOOOD. I think my sixteenth birthday party will have to be Harry Potter themed. Everyone will dress up, and we shall drink butterbeer and many other things. We'll have a Triwizard Tournament, only with more than three people (I hope!), and we'll practice spells, and PLAY QUIDDITCH! I'll invent other games that have to do with invisible cloaks and such. We shall also worship Dumbledore for a little while. YAY