I’ll be honest, I’ve been meaning to write this post for a couple of days, but I’ve been fighting off a cold, and perhaps more importantly, a bout of the winter blues. It’s cold here in Cleveland. Cold and snowy. Cold, snowy, and sad.
When I haven’t been working, I’ve spent most of my time in my pajamas on the couch, reading a good book, relaxing in a bubble bath, and eating large quantities of macaroni and cheese (not all at the same time).
On Monday, I dragged myself off the couch and over to my desk and managed about 30 minutes of productivity doing my taxes. I was actually feeling pretty good about this task — I usually wait until the last possible moment — and I had all my documents set out in front of me ready to be imputed into my handy tax software.
But then something unexpected happened. My tax program decided it wanted to get to know me. As I entered in all the normal personal information, it threw me for a loop by asking a series of questions about the past year. It tried to be cute about it. It started with something like, “I’m sure you’ve had an eventful year, and we’d love to hear all about what transpired over the last 12 months.”
Really? Do you really?
Guess what the first question was? Ready? Did you get married? I only had the option of checking “yes” or “no” but if it really wanted to get to know me, it would have let me respond with short answers. It would have gone something like this:
In 2012, did you get married?
In 2012 I did not get married. In fact, I also did not get married in 2011. Or the year before that. Or any year for that matter. Also, in case you were wondering, I did not get engaged. I did not celebrate Valentine’s Day, I did not receive any jewelery or flowers. Although I didn’t get married, I did watch a lot of other people tie the knot – if that counts for anything. I was even in one. I’ve spent a lot of money on bachelorette parties, wedding presents, bridesmaid’s dresses, and silver shoes. I’ve worried about going to these weddings alone, and I’ve worried about the arduous task of finding a date. Speaking of dates, I went on a lot of them. Most of them ridiculously, and sometimes hilariously bad. I’ve let some guys down, and I’ve been let down. I’ve met some great guys, and cut ties with some not so great ones. And by the end of 2012, I remained… unmarried.
In 2012, did you buy a house?
Nope. I did not buy a house. I did not buy a car. I did not buy anything more significant than a nice pair of boots. I lived for the duration of 2012 by myself in a third floor apartment. I carried approximately 12 40 oz bags of dog food up 3 flights of stairs by myself along with countless groceries. I fought an exploding sink on my birthday. I woke up one day to part of my ceiling in the bath tub. A homeless lady on my street tried to get into my car while I was in it. A crazy guy on my street asked me if I was Pocahontas. The pilot light of my stove went out and I called every single man I knew trying to get it fixed before I died of the gas leak, and I changed a lot of light bulbs while standing on my tippy toes on a chair almost falling off every time. So. At the end of 2012, I remained living alone in a very old apartment in a semi-sketchy neighborhood. I did not buy a house.
In 2012, did you give birth to any children?
I did not have any kids in 2012. But, as it turns out, a number of my ex-boyfriends did. Awesome.
Maybe it is a good idea that they limited my answers to yes and no.
Luckily, I don’t need to be married, own a house, or have a baby to make these delicious cookies:
Chocolate Chunk Peanut Cookies
I love Peanuts, so I put a lot of them in these cookies. However, if you prefer some other kind of nut, I’m sure it would make a fine substitution.
1 c. All-Purpose Flour
1/2 c. Bread Flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 stick (1/2 c.) unsalted butter (room temperature)
1/4 c. chunky peanut butter
1/2 c. granulated sugar
1/4 c. brown sugar
1 large egg
1 t. vanilla
1/2 – 3/4 c. dark chocolate chunks (or chips)
1/2 c. ish salted peanuts
1. Preheat oven to 375 degrees. Combine in a medium bowl the flours, baking soda, and salt. Whisk together and set aside.
2. In a large bowl, beat butter and sugars until light and creamy (I did this for about 3 minutes while I changed in to pajamas). Beat in egg and vanilla for another minute or so. Use a wooden spoon to mix in chocolate and nuts.
3. Drop dough by spoonfuls about 2 inches apart on parchment paper lined cookie sheet. Bake 10-12 minutes (11 worked well for me). Cool for a 3 minutes or so on the baking sheet and then transfer to a wire rack to cool completely.
I was going to add sea salt to the top of these cookies, but I decided that the salt already on the peanuts was enough, but if you feel like a little extra – go for it!