However, this enablement hardly seemed like an empowerment. Only a portion of the convertible checks traveled trans-Pacifically; Conservative Me eliminated the risk of losing everything by safeguarding the rest of the checks in this place. Much like many conservative investments, the return was low. This was realized subsequent to having counted the amount of American cash received. The utter lack of wherewithal had caused me to delude myself into exaggerating the value of that which I was to receive.
The outcome? The exercise of restraint learned from having had not, which is better than regression to Square Zero through prodigality. The previous Saturday was spent with Stacey on the North Side and in Hyde Park; unfortunately no pictures were taken. The next day consisted of somewhat mild spending: much needed alfalfa for
The site from which I had taken the recipe for iced brownies was bookmarked in my mind for some of the aforehinted baking projects; there were too many scrumptious opportunities to forego. I considered baking one of these brownie recipes for my brother's graduation, but I figured that prior investment in a cake from a bakery had already thwarted that idea. Therefore, the baking came two days later:
1/2 cup peanut butter
1/3 cup margarine, softened
2/3 cup white sugar
1/2 cup packed brown sugar
1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract
1 cup all-purpose flour
1 teaspoon baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
Aside: Cherry pie was preferred, but an inadequate amount of canned cherries had been purchased.
The brownies turned out well albeit chocolate chipless. >< Should these be made in the future, more baking powder shall be added, for buff is good!
See? Much like the aforeposted Korean singer. From the bicep...to the salivation-inducing axillae...to the pectorals...to the well-defined rectus abdominis...to the inguinals... /censor southerly-oriented thoughts and apodyopses.