Billions of Cookies

It just so happens that my neighbors are friends with my boyfriend. Because of this fact, I spend a lot of time over at there house. I tend to believe that all college boys are starving, and those guys love that.

Three weeks ago, we decided to try a recipe for pumpkin rolls, which I found on the internet.
Libby's Pumpin Roll
http://www.verybestbaking.com/recipes/detail.aspx?ID="32372"


My mom always make treats like this with freshly pureed pumpkin from the garden, so I convinced the boys that they should go buy a pumpkin and we would do this the organic way. The first time is always difficult.

One of the challenges of pureeing a pumpkin is using a blender rather than a food processor. I was using one of their plastic spatulas to push the chunks of cooked pumpkin into the blades. Only Mom would have guessed that I got the spatula caught in the blades, spraying pumpkin puree 10 feet in all directions.

Aside from picking a few chunks of spatula from the puree, it all went very well, until I realized the recipe called for 2/3 cup of pumpkin, and we had 3 entire Tupperware containers full to the rim, after baking the roll. Therefore, November has been declared pumpkin month.

So far, we have baked no less than six pumpkin rolls. Quite frankly, the boys are nearly getting sick of them. Instead, we baked a double batch of pumpkin cookies. I would guess four and a half dozen in all, but let's be honest. Most of them were eaten before I could even get them off the pan. There are still a good dozen and a half left, though.

Three weeks and seven desserts later, I still have one full container of pumpkin puree. We are researching other forms into which it can be made. Desserts are getting a little tiresome. Entrees, sides, drinks, lip balms. Anything to rid ourselves of one last container.

Long story short, any suggestions would be much appreciated.

Greek Sing Made My Ears Bleed.

I am not entirely sure who thought it would be a good idea to let fraternities sing and sororities dance in front of respectable people, but that person should be thrown out a window. Greek Sing was the worst experience of my life.

What it is:
Greek Sing was started as performance opportunity for fraternities and sororities to show off their musical talents. It is held annually every fall.

What it isn't:
Any good at all. I was forced to sit through two days of listening to frats and sororities perform shortened versions of musicals full of bad singing, bad acting, and bad dancing. I wanted to die by the end of it.

Why it matters:
It funds some lame scholarship for some lame frat boy or sorostitute who is the best at being "Greek." (What is that, anyway? Best at being drunk?)

Why they made me go:
I had to work the light board for the shows. Which meant I had to pay attention the entire time. I think I wasted my weekend. I sold it by the hour.