I know I’m not a food blog, and I’m so very behind on my other posts, but I’m very proud of this!
I’ve never made cheesecake from scratch before, and even though it’s got a few bubble spots, there were no cracks, thanks to the awesome tutorial over at The Cake Bar. :-)
As suggested I placed the foil-wrapped cheesecake in a pan to catch any leaks, then put a pot of boiling water in with the cheesecake on a lower rack. Once it was cooled and I opened the oven, there wasn’t a single crack in the cake! This tutorial was a fantastic guide to have in my first shot at cheesecake.
The recipe I used is from the Betty Crocker cookbook, with only a couple changes: instead of using both lemon and orange zest, I only used orange, and instead of a 9” springform pan I had to use a 10”.
I’ve been away for a couple days and I’ll try to catch everything up this week but I’m just stopping by to say I’ve been reading Too in Love to Let it Go and I feel like my heart’s been attacked by a cheese grater. T_T
I really have to get this out now before fandom negativity beats me to it, and I sense there will be a lot.
This isn’t official episode thought blog; I’ll try to do that later.
I’ve been putting things in perspective, and I’m disappointed of course, but to tell you the truth, it really wasn’t the worst episode Glee’s ever done; far from it actually, even for Klaine content. As far as season finales go, last year’s left me angry and betrayed. This year’s finale hurt, but it also left me feeling hopeful.
I can’t really hold it against them for lacking content about one of their major couples when there was literally only one scene with Rachel, who’s supposed to be the star of the show. Kurt and Blaine didn’t talk directly to each other, I know, but the scene in the restaurant was still sweet, and I hope that we do get to see more of Jan and Liz. Between the big picture offered by those adorable ladies, and getting a look at the box in Blaine’s hand I’m sure we’ll have them reunited soon. Kurt doesn’t give away much, so seeing him in tears from watching Blaine sing, and leap to his feet for a standing ovation, I’d call that some significant progress. It actually worked out well that the they’re breaking a year in half with the season finale, because while it might be a whole summer for us, theoretically it’s just a weekend for them.
I admit to letting the spoil talk build my hopes to a rather ridiculous degree, but I’d much rather see them have a whole reunion episode next season rather than a rushed 5 minutes in a season finale, which let’s face it, is all the time we’d ever get from a season finale. There’s too many people and plots to cover.
And you know what? Season four was an awesome ride for me. I think that’s a big part of why this finale was acceptable for me. Season three was lukewarm at best, and then to cap it with a finale that left me literally enraged, it was really hard to come back. I almost didn’t, especially when I heard about all the new cast members and how most of the couples were breaking up. But season four is actually one of my favorite seasons now, right behind number two. The heart-warming group numbers, genuinely hilarious episodes, some of the best performances we’ve seen on the show, not to mention the guest stars. Plus, I have had so much fun learning more about Blaine and Santana and Tina and Sam and Finn, and I actually like the new characters. Well, most of them. And, this season we saw Kurt and Blaine make out in a car…I’m good!
SO! In a nutshell, I’m happy, and I wanted to say so before the bad-mouthing weighed me down.
Season five? I’m ready for you. I’m coming in with excitement, a summer full of fanfiction, and an open mind. Bring it on.
kid!Klaine AU: Blaine is entranced by the dancer in the studio downstairs from his mom’s office
or something. Cue danceoff
(Source: blaineyday, via drblaine)
this is bottom!kurt smut (inspired by these pants) for julia because she’s so lovely ♥
rated NC-17 for rimming, spanking, barebacking, and mild comeplay.
“So now that we’re alone…” Blaine says, crawling forward on the bed, and Kurt raises an eyebrow at him, feigning an innocent look as Blaine all but faceplants into Kurt’s lap, nuzzling shamelessly against the bulge at the front of Kurt’s mint-colored pants.
“Please let me peel these pants off you, Kurt, god,” Blaine groans, using his thumb to trace the shape of Kurt’s hard-on through his jeans, where it’s straining obscenely under the stiff material. “It’s been hell, staring at you all night.”
It would seem this is a night for blisteringly good porn. Whoa…
Psuedo-hybrid!play, for my Mandy’s birthday.
The cat jokes start right away, contrary to the belief that they only came later when his hair started to go vertical and his body started to grow thin and willowy. Sure, the moves came along with that later development, but the attitude was always there; sharp, aloof, and a little cool, but also fiercely competitive and loving once you got underneath that first tricky wire.
It’s little things; his ADD makes him jump from task to task (shiny, shiny) and he’s easily distracted. He can be a total bitch when the mood strikes or someone pisses him off. He moves like an irritated ballet dancer, hips swishing and hair sometimes styled in a way that makes him even look like a cat.
One day he falls asleep in his make-up chair and one of the assistants gels his hair into two huge ear shapes. He walks around like that for half an hour before Darren strolls past and laughs until he cries, making paws in the air and meowing.
Hot damn woman! *Fans self*