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About Me:

My name is Olivia and I am a senior at Butler University. I spend most of my time in Lilly Hall as a BFA Dance Performance major. When not in rehearsal or ballet class, I write papers for my English Literature second major. In my super-abundant, never-lacking, this-is-highly-sarcastic spare time, I attempt to cook in my apartment kitchen, watch Youtube videos of ballet, knit sweaters that never seem to come to an end, and read books both silly and serious. If I could take any class at Butler just for kicks, I'd go for DiffyQ.

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Tasty Things I’ve Eaten

Coppélia is coming, Coppélia is coming! I’m so excited. I’m also fairly busy — and I cannot think of anything to write in a blog post that wouldn’t take longer than the time I have allotted. Therefore I shall share instead the pictures I have readily on hand, thanks to my snazzy new phone.

Tasty things I have eaten (today):

This is Easter bread my boyfriend made. It was very intense (lots of kneading and yeast-blossoming and so on) and very tasty. Easter was a wonderful day, by the way! I went to the Butler Catholic Community Mass on campus, which was followed by a brunch/lunch. The asparagus was so good! After that, it was back to the apartment for a quick nap before I headed out to go with my boyfriend to the dinner his jazz studies professor was hosting. It was day filled with socializing over good food, though I still have to say I missed being at my grandparents’ house with the rest of my family!

Homemade tortilla pizza. ‘Nuff said.

A girl gave me a voucher for a free tall drink at the campus Starbucks… so I enjoyed a mocha before my pas class!

I ate other, healthier things as well, promise! They just weren’t as tasty.

And thus ends this rather uninformative blog post. My apologies.

The calm before the soup battle

On the second to last day before the last semester of my undergraduate career… I made bread. Lots of bread. Seven loaves of bread.

Soda bread

Okay, okay. One of the loaves was from the day before, when my boyfriend and I decided to make Irish Soda Bread. Then we discovered Irish soda bread uses baking soda, not yeast — hence the name. What to do with the yeast we carefully procured from our local Kroger?

The answer to that question is obviously “ciabatta bread.” We made a sourdough starter, biga, and let it rise for twelve hours overnight. Then we mixed in more flour, let it rise some more (I did laundry in the interval), formed numerous small loaves (two with cheese inside), let it rise yet longer, and baked them.

Good crust, check. Fully baked, checked. Reasonably uniform for a free-form loaf, check. Fluffy inside, check.

Fluffy inside!! On the rare occasions I make bread (see past blog posts), it’s usually rather dense. The soda bread would be exhibit A. Despite tasting like a buttermilk biscuit (since the only liquid came from buttermilk), it had the same super dense texture I’ve come to expect.

Exhibit B would be the German beer bread with caraway seeds I made over winter break. Dense. Also, I had to hold this huge meat thermometer to check the yeast’s water temperature. It was too hot so I placed it on the windowsill so the winter wind could do its work. This process looked ridiculous.

I am so cool.

End flashback. This ciabatta bread — the one with the starter — is actually somewhat light and fluffy compared to the usual homemade bread texture. Success!

Biga starter

Also, I had a Soup Battle with my boyfriend today, wherein we both made soups from celery, onion, and carrots. The kitchen was a bit crowded, but both soups — which turned out surprisingly different — was delicious… especially with the bread we pulled straight from the oven.

A successful conclusion to the Grand Soup Battle

I am thankful for family

I am thankful for my family. You don’t realize how unique your family is until you go to college, live with other teenagers, and hear the stories. I did not know how ridiculous family jokes do not quite translate to the uninitiated. I did not realize what varying types of love we show our siblings. I especially did not anticipate my love of rabbits trebling five times twenty-three.

It’s good to be home this week. Remember to stay in touch with your family when you begin college, and cherish those times you get to spend with them. (Even when they drive you nuts).

My family likes Bananagrams.

My pet rabbits were excited to see me when I landed in Richmond on Saturday night.

Stay-in-touch tips? Use Skype, text pictures of your lunch to your dad, write real letters to your mom, and make sure share the silly stories when you return during a break from school.

Thanksgiving Break Youtube Collection

Thanksgiving Break. A time for family and friends and relaxing… and English papers? But of course. In case you actually have a few hours to yourself and want a frivolous activity, I have gathered a collection of funny/odd Youtube videos from the recommendations of various friends and sisters.

1. Marcel the Shell with Shoes On

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2. Adorable Owls!

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3. Scary Cat Massage Lady

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4. Mameshiba!

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Okay, I suppose I should finish that English paper…

Thanksgiving Checklist

Thanksgiving is next Thursday, and Butler students, much as we love to study and attend class, are counting down the days until sleep and family bonding commence. Inspired by Andre’s post, here is what I hope to do over Thanksgiving break:

  • See my family. I haven’t been home since August, and I did not spend much time there this summer either, due to BSI. I guess it’s training for the real world of jobs next year.
  • See my friends from home.
  • Play with my rabbits.
  • Play with my sisters.
  • Take dance classes — as possibly teach as well! My Teaching Analysis of Classical Ballet class should come in handy.

Belly bump with my sister?

Oh yeah, also:

  • Finish a paper on Shakespeare’s Othello.
  • Write a review of another Shakespearian play.
  • Write a dance critique of a performance I’ve seen — I think I’ll do mine on the Luna Negra program I saw a few weeks ago.
  • Reassemble my Irish Lit paper from its URC format to submit as my senior English essay.
  • Begin my research paper for Financial Fictions class on the metaphoric Fall in Frank Norris’ The Pit.
  • Arrange dance photos for my resume — YIKES.
  • Begin a paper for my Theory and Philosophy of Dance class: “What is dance?” I’m going to answer, “Derrida.”
  • Finish my knitting project?

Will all this happen? Probably not. Can I try? Meh… I’ll let you know.

Halloween Costumes

Every year, I try to think of a clever Halloween costume. For some reason, this is usually extremely difficult. I cobble something together at the last minute. (see last year). When I see what my friends have invented, I’m always impressed.

Though Oct 31 is this Monday, I went to a Halloween potluck last night. Some of the awesome costumes I saw:

  • Two crayons — complete with conical party hats for the tips
  • The Incredibles
  • Juno
  • Rosie the Riveter
  • A steampunk villain — which I completely called as I tried to explain how a top hat and spray-painted Nerf gun comprised a steampunk aesthetic
  • Lady Godiva and a chocolate box
  • The girl with a dragon tattoo
  • Where is Waldo?
  • two Cat in the Hats

This year, I had no ideas. When my boyfriend found a pirate hat and decided pirate it was, I decided to go as a parrot. I bought a huge bag of feathers, waited until the last minute to construct my costume… then sewed feathers for two hours before the potluck. It worked better than I thought it would.

The difference between high school and college? I usually didn’t do too much to mark the occasion in high school, so dressing up wasn’t that big a deal. Now I still don’t like to go overboard, but I love events like this costume potluck since college students tend to go all out with Halloween costumes. I felt like I had to put a little effort into my costume to hold my own.

What are some other creative Halloween costumes you’ve seen?

Power + Outage = Chicago

A scheduled power outage for maintenance this weekend on Butler campus meant stuff stopped happening from Friday to Monday. This meant I could jet off to Chicago to spend a few days with my boyfriend and his family.

(“Jet off” is another term for “take the Megabus, which will come an hour late and have you praying several times during the highway portion of the trip.”)

It was wonderful. There was the hospitality of my boyfriend’s family (could not say enough). There was Chicago (Taste, Millennium Park, Chinatown, Navy Pier). There was piano playing, my first dim sum experience, a movie, a train, a far too sugary cinnamon sugar pretzel, siopao, surprisingly delicious pancit canton, fruit salad with condensed milk and coconut, this somehow turned into a list of the food I ate while I was there….

If I had to spend July 4th away from my home in Richmond, I think got the best possible of scenarios.

Taste of Chicago

My first dim sum experience: delicious and entertaining

The OTHER side of Navy Pier

Lunch with wonderful people

NOTE: power + outage = chicago

a = 1, g = 2, p = 3, r = 4, t = 5, u = 6, w = 7, c = 8, h = 9, i = 10, e = 20

OR

char letter[] = {‘a’, ‘g’, ‘p’, ‘r’, ‘t’, ‘u’, ‘w’, ‘c’, ‘h’, ‘i’, ‘e’};

for(int x = 0; x < 10; x++){

cout << letter[x] << ” = ” << x + 1;

cout << “, “;

if(x = 9) cout << letter[10] << ” = 20″;

}

magicmagic();

ETCETERA…

Family Tree

In general, I do a pretty lousy job of keeping in touch. But today I have to tell rising college freshmen–keep in touch! Stay connected, especially to your family. And what an awesome family I have.

My SISTER GRADUATED from high school after winning at life in general as well as acquiring a bike from the raffle at her school’s graduation party. My other SISTER SURVIVED a foot surgery and is now running around in flip-flops again with her expertly applied mascara and fashionable outfits. My MOM BOUGHT 6 KINDS OF CRACKERS for the graduation party. (Haha, Mom, those crackers were excellent. Also, you taught me how to cook and give me life advice.) And my DAD, HAPPY FATHER’S DAY! You are one of the hardest working people I know. Also, you are in better shape than I will ever be.

High school seniors who just graduated, use all your social networking skills for the forces of good. Facebook and Skype are both excellent tools you can use to stay in touch with your families and your high school friends.

Easter at Butler

When I was a freshman, I was sorely disappointed at being unable to go home for Easter. Some kind relatives (well, my godmother’s parents) took me and a friend in that Sunday. My friend formed a special connection with the cat.

Both last Easter and this Easter I stayed on campus and attended the Butler Catholic Community Mass. Over the years, I don’t miss my family any less, but I feel a little better spending Easter on campus. My friends here seem more like family each day.

Last Easter, I went with two dancers to the post-Mass lunch on the patio and passed a peaceful afternoon in the same vein. This Easter, I went to the lunch again. Afterwards, I shared Flying Cupcake cupcakes with my boyfriend, who had never tried them before. We have Red Velvet Elvis and Salted Chocolate Carmel. Delicious.

Holidays away from home are strange still, but finding your family at college makes Butler more like a second home.

Valentine’s mail

The front desks of all the residence halls (be it Schwitzer, Ross, ResCo, University Terrace, or the Apartment Village) have rows of mailboxes. In Schwitzer, I memorized a combination and turned a little dial to open my mailbox, which I shared with another random person. In ResCo, I had a special mailbox key. This year in the Apartment Village, my door key serves as my mailbox key as well. Because every person in an apartment has a key that will open the front door (obviously) (though the bedroom doors are only opened with one’s own key), the mailboxes are shared among an apartment.

This is the reason my roommate knew to tell me I had a package slip waiting in our mailbox. “Thank you!” I told her and went to pick up my package.

It was a Valentine’s Day package from my family, filled with wondrous things inside. (I actually opened it straightaway, instead of waiting like I usually do for the actual day to arrive. What has gotten into me?) (Thank you so much; I love the cupcake mix idea!) I quickly finished addressing my pile of Valentines and mailed them.

Valentine’s mail. Gotta love it.