long time no hablo!

i've been watching the food network religiously with my momma, trying to cook like ina garten without looking like her.

also, i'm officially subletting my apt in new york, mainly because i'm living in the PR and can't keep paying rent over there in f-ing Chelsea (who I miss so much). i'll be there next week to finish moving out, followed by my introduction to PR university life.

w00t!

bitch, please.

my 25th birthday is coming up on the 21st of this lovely month.
i had planned a soiree with a few pals in New York, but since I'm still on the island (Boriken, fuerte es tu historia), I've instead planned a soiree with The Usual Suspects, aka, my mom's friends (and a few of the dudes I plan on hitting it with).

since I've been trying out a recipe a day for a couple of weeks/months, I'm on the final stages of menu decisions. the Irish soda bread is FOR SURE not making the cut.

in other news, well, there is no other news more important than my birthday.

buck, BUCK nasty

today i get my first mammogram, ever. the first of what will be a million. in a couple of weeks i get my first colonoscopy, and then, on the 21st, i turn 25, thus marking my step into "when you're 25, you'll have to start regular cancer screenings, you know? i mean, have you LOOKED at your family history?"

thanks, doc.

to prepare (not really, actually. it's been more to get my mom to eat, but whatever), i've been cooking nonstop for about a week. i've made 4 barefoot contessa recipes (today makes 5), 4 of my mother's favorites from her own private collection of recipes, and 1 recipe i pulled out of my ass. i've also gained a pound (yea!! bigger breasts to check!).

soon i'll go back to just eating Rickshaw for every meal, but for now, rasperry corn muffins will do just fine.