Stale Coffee + Melty Crayons

+ those teeny canning jars that jelly comes in and that are too small to reuse for anything useful =

COFFEE CANDLES! HOORAY! (btw- do I say ‘hooray’ too much, do you think?  hmmm…) Anyway.

I ground up my stale coffee, poured some in the bottom of a jar, & used it to stabilize the wick.

It's very scientific. I used about *that* much.

Then, because I am so crafty and full of awesome, I melted down some icky crayon bits I forgot to take out of my trunk during that heat spell we had a bit ago and poured them into the jar. I am so smart!

Some of the coffee grinds floated to the top. Groovy.

It's a green candle! (see what I did there?)

And… VOILA! A coffee scented candle! Hoor…uhm… I mean… Yeah, it was okay.

I had some stale coffee left, so I just put it into another one of the jars and hid it under the shoe rack by our front door.  It’s really nice to smell something other than feet when you get home. =)

How do you use up stale coffee?

Sweet Cuppity Cakes!

I can haz key lime?

I came across this picture and realized I forgot to share it with you.  Remember the weekend we went to Savor?

 

We also went to Georgetown Cupcake & got these delicious treats:

nom nom nom

 

My favorite, of course, was the key lime cupcake… it reminded me of my wedding cake!  Hooray, cupcakes!

Weekendapalooza

Here’s how the last few days have been going around here:

Friday night: do laundry, pack, help Husband fill out security paperwork, realize there’s no food in the house, eat a bit of lettuce for dinner because that’s all you can find, fall into bed exhausted.

Saturday: get up at the a** crack of dawn while yelling, “NO, NO NO!” at your alarm clock, drive to Pittsburgh, go to a wedding, go to a wedding reception, have an intense yet utterly fulfilling conversation with your family, fall into bed exhausted.

(Funny anecdote of the evening, which occurred around 11:45pm):

daD: What are you doing down here, Melissa?

Me: Getting some whiskey.

daD: Why?

Me: There are two crying people on my bed and I can’t sleep.

daD: Do you really think whiskey is the best way to deal with that?

Me: Well… I’M not crying on my bed, and I want some whiskey!

daD: Carry on, then.)

Sunday: get up a few minutes after the a** crack of dawn, pack, attend a baptism, attend a baptism party, begin the drive home, stop in Breezewood at 4:30pm to eat *gasp* DINNER (yeah, yeah.  I’m old), get stuck in traffic, get home, unpack, realize there’s no food in the house, make a crack on facebook about how exciting it is to go to bed before dark, fall into bed exhausted.

Dinner!

Monday: try not to throw the alarm across the room when it goes off, feed the cat (who is cranky about having been left alone all weekend), realize there’s no food in the house, go meet two new clients at work, come home, realize there’s no food in the house, realize there’s no laundry soap in the house, eat some sort of mishmash you’re calling “stir fry,” but is actually the following:

-a half a bag of frozen edamame you found in the back of the freezer

– some black beans you didn’t have enough time to soak properly and are now curiously al dente

– three chopped baby carrots (the *only* food in the refrigerator, btw)

– a can of fire roasted tomatoes

– a tortilla

– some tuna

– a handful of rice, which you threw in with the beans to cook and subsequently turned an interesting shade of purple, and

– some pinto beans.

then, yup, you guessed it: fall into bed exhausted.

So, it’s been an eventful few days.  BUT, some really awesome things happened – the best of which was that I discovered a grocery delivery service!  Yay!

How was your weekend?