I've been obsessing over a number of things lately. The list is as follows: Kindle Voyage, Jamberry, vacation, fitness. I'm pretty happy that these are the things that I am allowed to obsess over and there isn't anything more pressing or serious happening in life right now. It's delightful and I hope it lasts.
I went to the Butterfly House with Shahla Wednesday and it was hot and wonderful. I'm going to post some of the pictures because Facebook makes them not nearly as cool. I know I go over this every year, but I have to because it's awesome. March is special in the Butterfly House because they release thousands of Blue Morpho butterflies. I always tell people that it's like nothing you've ever experienced before because it isn't. I don't know whose idea it was to release a shit ton of big blue butterflies in March, but someone should make them a cake. I imagine it going down like this, "Okay, it's the end of winter, everyone is sick of winter weather, and sales are down because of depression, what can we do people? Think!" and then Bobby stands up and he's like, "What if we take that big blue butterfly and hatch like a lot more of them?" "Like 200 more?" "Nope, I was thinking more like thousands of them". So that's what they did. You can constantly feel them as they fly by, and it feels pretty good because it's hot in there. They hitch rides on you. If it's a sunny day, it's warmer and the amount of flying is unreal. I get excited when there are 6 butterflies in my yard so when I go to the butterfly house, I am way past kid on Christmas morning excitement.
|I got a little obsessed with the glasswings. The yellow hot poker antennae just sent me over the edge with the awesomeness.|
|I'm also obsessed with this picture... the green and yellow and black. It's like chocolate cake for my eyeballs.|
|So this is what the Blue Morpho looks like open... a lot of times when they land they close up so things won't eat them but sometimes you can catch them fluttering their wings.|
|I also enjoy all the flowers at the butterfly house. I feel like they took apart my brain and found all the things I love - heat, butterflies, flowers - and put them in a big glass dome.|
I don't want you guys to be jealous or anything, but I'm officially a junior entomologist. I have a backpack onto which I sew patches. I take this backpack with me when I travel and I catch people looking at it so I feel like I need to represent my hometown with all the cool stuff it offers. I have a zoo patch, a city museum patch, and I needed a butterfly house patch but I couldn't find one so Shahla asked and they whipped out this bin from behind the counter. Yep. This is my life. I guess technically, I am 3rd grade and above.
You know how I cook things and most of the time they look decent? Well the other day I had a cake disaster. I present to you, Jaba The Cake:
This was a Boston Cream Crepe Cake. It was delicious, and it was hideous. I was in a hurry and assembled it and I didn't have a chance to chill it. I had to go so I stuck it in the trunk, drove to my sister's, and when I got there the entire thing kind of melted into that situation. At least it tasted good and provided plenty of laughs.