Mini Donuts and Big Changes

It’s been 5 months since I last posted. And holy crap has a lot changed in those 5 months.

Here’s the super-abridged, Cliff notes update on my life.

  1. New job in Mankato!

I’m teaching K-5 general music – exactly what I wanted. I know what you’re thinking…”isn’t S’mores from Mankato?” Congratulations – you’re correct! Which leads me to…

2. Moved in with S’mores


Yes. You read that right. After 6 months together. Again, call me crazy, but it felt so right. And so far, it is!

3. Chopped off 8 inches of hair


Fresh start!

To be completely honest, the transition from living with my parents in the same community I’ve called home the past 25 years to living in a brand new town, in a brand new (to me) house, with a brand new job hasn’t been easy. But nothing good in life comes easily. And I know I’ve got a REALLY good thing going.

Know what else is really good? Mini donuts.


I found these adorable mini donut pans on sale at Kohl’s.


I knew I would find SOME way to use them. Who doesn’t love donuts?! I searched my trusty friend Pinterest for this recipe. Since they’re baked, they’re partially healthy…right?

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Super duper easy. They whip up in less than 10 minutes, bake in 5, and then you have glorious mini donuts. I decided to add some of my own flavors to the batter.


I left part plain, added pumpkin spice to one, cocoa powder to one, and sprinkles to one for a funfetti mix!

I also got creative with the glaze. The base is powdered sugar and milk, then you can go CRAZY! I’ve tried mint extract, maple extract (with the pumpkin? Hello fall explosion in your mouth), peanut butter, and cocoa powder. All were successful!


Who doesn’t love anything mini?!


The final round-up:

  • Funfetti
  • Chocolate donuts with chocolate glaze and chocolate sprinkles
  • Chocolate donuts with peanut butter glaze and Reese’s on top
  • Chocolate donuts with mint glaze
  • Plain donuts with glaze and sprinkles
  • Pumpkin spice donuts with maple glaze
  • Plain donuts with cinnamon sugar

Woof. A little like my life as of late –  little spice, little stress, little chaotic, but plenty sweet and oh so delicious.



Spelling Bee

I seriously don’t know what some guys are thinking. Or maybe they’re not thinking, and that’s the problem.

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I truly believe that some of my 2nd graders can construct better sentences than this.

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Public service announcement to everyone out there: Grammar is your friend. Your English teachers are crying right now…

Strawberry Cheesecake

Blank Space by Taylor Swift has been my jam lately

“Got a long list of ex-lovers, they’ll tell you I’m insane”

Well, my list of ex-lovers is incredibly short, but list of ex-dates is long. And getting longer

(I hope they don’t think I’m insane)

A few weeks ago, I started talking with a guy from Tinder – Strawberry Cheesecake. The best word to describe him? Nice. He was just so nice. 


One of my Tinder pictures is of me wearing my Superwoman Halloween costume, so bonus points for an original pickup line.

We had been talking casually for a few weeks. Super great guy! He actually likes his job (seems to be pretty rare I’m finding out), plays in a band, loves music, has a great sense of humor – what’s not to like? Finally our schedules aligned and we went on a date – dinner and a movie. He was as cute in person as his pictures (not as tall as I was hoping), maybe a little too soft-spoken for my tastes, but we had great conversation. Here was the problem:

I felt no spark.


I definitely thought he was attractive, but there was no attraction. Does that even make sense? But we had quite a bit in common and he was just so nice, I decided to give him another shot. We went out for dinner the next week.


It was like I was having dinner with my brother. We talked for an hour and a half over margaritas and Mexican food but at the end of the night I was just feeling “eh” about the whole thing. After the date, I didn’t think about him hardly at all, I wasn’t excited about him texting me or even wanting to text him. After much deliberation, I decided to be upfront with him because I HATE it when guys just stop talking to you. At least give me some closure!


He was SO NICE about the whole thing! I felt kind of bad. But like my dear friend Alison said “if you don’t want to touch his butt at the end of the night, he’s not the one”

I’ve got a blank space baby…

Ok Creeper

When it rains, it pours.

For whatever reason, the last few days I’ve been flooded with new messages both from OkCupid and POF. Maybe people are feeling the pressure of bringing someone home to mom for the holidays? Whatever the reason, there have been some real doozies.

There are no words to describe some of these messages. But there are screenshots. And here are a few of my favorites

This guy creeped me out right off the bat

disney creeper

The first link was a link to a picture of his movie collection (actually quite impressive) and the second one is his pinterest account. Creepy.

This guy decided to word vomit his interests on me

far away

Why do I live so far away? Really? It shows you my location. Don’t message me if distance is going to be an issue


This guy thought he’d give it another shot. But I think he should’ve stopped after the first one…

movie date

Nope. Just nope.


This one was REAL weird. This was the most random POF message I’ve ever gotten



And I’ll save the best for last. Points given for persistence, but didn’t you get the hint after I didn’t answer the first time? Or the second time?!



I took this screenshot this morning. So he’s been trying to contact me for almost 2 months. Just give up already….

Interstellar movie…not a stellar date

Thursday night I got a really random Tinder message from someone henceforth known as gingerbread cookie.


I was intrigued. We matched a month ago but have never had a conversation. Any time a guy actually puts forth some type of effort instead of just a “hey” or “what’s up” I’ll respond. Bonus points for putting some thought into it! So I messaged back. We chatted for a little bit, nothing too spectacular. Then he asked what I was doing this weekend (I didn’t have much planned), which turned into this…


I figured, why the heck not? I hadn’t even heard of Interstellar (apparently it’s kind of a big deal? He was pretty shocked I hadn’t heard of it) but my Friday plans at that point consisted of sweatpants and Moose Tracks ice cream.

We met at the theater and he had already bought tickets online. Movies aren’t exactly conducive for first date conversation, but we did make some small talk before the movie started. I wasn’t too impressed. Maybe I’m a little old fashioned or too conservative, but I think when you first meet someone swear words should be out of your vocabulary. Don’t get me wrong – I can have quite the potty mouth. But when it’s your first encounter, I don’t think dropping the f bomb makes the best first impression.

The movie was pretty good but so long! The start time was 7:40 (with a million previews beforehand) and we didn’t get out of there until 10:45!

When we got out of the theater, he realized he didn’t have his wallet. He panicked and quickly turned around heading back to the theater – leaving me behind. I had to literally start jogging to keep up with him (he was taller than me so he has longer legs). I understand that terrible panicky feeling when you’ve lost something, especially your wallet, but he totally forgot about me in the process! He started looking in the third row – I was pretty sure we sat in the second row (and I told him that too). I calmly got out my phone and turned on the flashlight. Sure enough, second row, on the floor – I found it. He said “I knew I should’ve listened to you. Women are always right.”

Best thing he said all night.

He asked if I wanted to grab a drink after. Honestly, I wasn’t really feeling it and I was so tired, but I didn’t want to be a jerk since we didn’t really talk that much. So we went to a bar next to the theater. We were there almost an hour. Bad conversation? No. But nothing stellar (pun intended). Gingerbread cookie was nice, funny, but seemed really immature. He recently graduated and is currently looking for a job, but he didn’t seem to serious about it. He talked about how great partying was in college. Eh…not for me.

As we parted ways at the end of the night, he said “we should do this again sometime!” I gave a noncommittal “Um, yeah! We’ll see” and left it at that. I’m really hoping he doesn’t ask me out again…

Peach cobbler and the date that never was

Peach cobbler and I finally met! It was pretty last minute –


So we met for a drink after church choir. And it was good! We talked for almost 2 hours and conversation flowed very naturally. It took me a bit to get over the short factor (shallow, I know…) but when we’re sitting down it’s hard to tell. He’s worth another shot for sure.

Now let’s rewind to Monday. I received this message on Plenty of Fish


My tagline on POF is “my friends are getting married – I need a plus one” so I thought this initial message was super creative! Plus I LOVE The Office and Michael Scott’s “that’s what she said” jokes.  Points for him.

We messaged back and forth for a bit, and talked about the usual – jobs, where we live, hobbies, The Office, etc. Then he gave me his number. I had texted him hello, he texted me back. Pretty normal. On Tuesday, I got this


Flattering, but we had already talked about the fact that I don’t live in the cities and live in the middle of nowhere. I get up at 5am and spend my days with 5-8 year olds. Let’s be real: at 9:50 on a weeknight, I am in bed. And most likely already asleep. Going out in downtown Minneapolis on a school night? No thanks. I told him I’d take a rain check.


For whatever reason, I got a funny feeling about him. I had a feeling that we wouldn’t actually meet. He seemed too charismatic to be for real. And I was right.


We never met. I haven’t heard from him since. Oh well. Just another guy to add to my list…

Tinder moments gone wrong

Tinder has this lovely little feature called “moments.” It’s basically like a snapchat story – you can post a picture and it stays there for 24 hours. If your matches like your moment, they swipe right and you get a notification.

Some moments are better left unseen.

Personally, I’ve never posted a moment, but a few guys I’ve matched with have. Most of the time, they’re pretty innocent: pictures with their dogs, snapshots of their dinner, a photo of a beverage they’re drinking. These 2 ding dongs (who aren’t even worthy of dessert names) did NOT follow any of the above.

This guy seemed fairly normal. Nice, cute, posted normal pictures in his profile, and very sweet. We talked for a bit then he asked for my number. No big deal right? Wrong. He started texting me a lot and then got weirdly defensive when I didn’t text him back right away. Newsflash – I was at work. I can’t tell my kids “Sorry guys, I have to write a text message real quick.” Nope. Not happening.

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But the real kicker for him was his Tinder moments. 99% of them were of him, shirtless, with the duck face, saying “anyone wanna party?” or “Who wants to grab a drink tonight? ;)” Answer – not me.

Then there’s this weirdo. Seemed nice enough, normal enough, then he posted a bunch of moments. OF HIS JUNK! I kid you not. Both clothed and (unfortunately) unclothed. NO THANK YOU! I reported him for inappropriate content. I should probably block him, but I find it kind of entertaining that he still thinks he has a chance:

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(Wednesday was pre-junk photos)

Maybe he thought the more i’s he put on the word “Hi” his chances would increase? Sorry buddy. You’re out.