It’s a new month and I’m back to blogging. For the first time in ages, I’m actually excited to write again. A lot has happened in the last three days. January was so crazy and hectic in anticipation of my move, that I became almost paralyzed from doing anything that didn’t have to do with moving or saying goodbye.
It’s now the first of the month, I’m NOT paying rent on my old home. I AM sitting in our temporary one bedroom apartment staring out at the building next door, waiting to open escrow on our new home, and reflecting over everything I’ve learned about my new city in the last 48 hours.
One of the coolest things that’s happened so far is our introduction to Instacart. We learned of this when The Hubs friend had beer and champagne delivered to our apartment on Saturday night. We used it again to have ice cream and a thermometer delivered last night because The Hubs has been sick and he thought he had a fever. Beer and ice cream delivery?!?! These people are rolling out all the stops to get me to warm up to this place.
Another funny thing I learned about Oakland is that people who are out jogging are normal looking and wear regular old sweatpants and t-shirts while exercising. To most this doesn’t seem so shocking, but coming from San Diego where everyone looks like a professional athlete/model, and everyone wears skimpy, top of the line workout gear it was a pretty noticeable difference. My friends gave me a lot of shit a few years back for my workout clothing choices (regular old sweatpants and t-shirts) so perhaps the Oakland exercise scene is where I’m meant to be.
So far the worst things about Oakland are taking the dogs out (down the elevator, then trying to convince them to pee on a city sidewalk. FAIL) and not being able to regulate my body temperature. It’s not particularly cold here, it’s roughly 10 degrees colder than San Diego, but I can’t seem to get my layering right. To me, 60 degrees feels cold, so when it’s 50 degrees, I bundle up A LOT. Too much. I’ve been constantly sweating and freezing since I’ve arrived.
So do I love it here? Not yet. It’s kind of like these red velvet ice cream sandwiches. I don’t love red velvet flavor, but I can see it’s potential. Add a scoop of strawberry ice cream and some sprinkles, and it’s pretty darn good. It becomes something I’d be proud to share with my loved ones.
Starting today, it’s a new month, a new life, and I’m off to churn some ice cream.
- 1 box red velvet cake mix
- 2 large eggs
- 6 tablespoons butter, melted
- 1 tsp. vanilla extract
- Strawberry ice cream
- Sprinkles for garnish
- Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Line baking sheets with parchment paper.
- Stir together cake mix, eggs, butter and vanilla in large bowl until fully combined.
- Shape dough into 1-inch balls. Place 2-inches apart on baking sheets.
- Bake 8 to 9 minutes or until edges are set. Cool cookies 1 minute on pan. Cool completely on wire rack.
- Sandwich ⅓ cup strawberry ice cream between two cookies. Roll edges in sprinkles to garnish.