I was on the phone with my little bro over the weekend.
This is a pretty big deal. Mostly because I hate talking on the phone and prefer texting. And some because it takes about 10 “I’m going to call you” texts back and forth before we actually do.
There were several reasons for the call.
Firstly, I needed to wish him a Happy Birthday and, as his big sister, facebooking him just wasn’t going to cut it.
Secondly, we needed to discuss the logistics of his upcoming Chicago trip.
That’s right. My brother is coming up to visit me. All weekend.
My mom is freaking out.
I like to think I’m a really cool older sister. Who’s always a lot of fun and can always thing of something silly to get into.
Maybe that’s why she’s freaking out.
Luckily, since my bro decided to come through over St. Patrick’s Day, there’s plenty of shenanigans to participate in.
Seriously Mom- stop freaking out.
But anyway, I’ve never really been big into St. Patrick’s Day. I’m not Irish. Nor was I an engineering major. Most years it was a miracle if I even remembered to wear green. It’s not really my favorite color.
This year is different. Chicago gets really into it and there are a lot of traditions I want to participate in.
Like watching the river be dyed green. This requires getting up early. I’m bribing my brother with pancakes in order to make this happen.
There may also be a parade involved, but rain keeps slipping in and out of the forecast, so we may just skip out on that one to secure a spot in line to the nearest Irish pub.
Because that’s the festive thing to do. And if we insist on celebrating St. Patrick’s Day, we have to do it the correct way. Go big or go home.
It’s going to be a great weekend. And since I don’t get to see my brother as often as I used to, I’m really geeking out about his arrival.
As in, I’ve texted/facebook messaged/annoyed him every day this week.
I don’t care. Because I’m his sister. And that’s what I’m supposed to do.
These cake batter blondies far exceeded my expectations. And as a girl who’s a bit of a dessert snob, that’s saying something. Also, as a girl who prefers brownies/cookies over cake, this was a perfect balance. Because you get the texture of a cookie. Plus icing.
What more could a person ask for?
These were made for the champagne brunch last weekend and were a big hit! I also made sure we brought a veggie tray. To balance everything out.
I once again stalked Cookies and Cups for the recipe. Just in case you feel the urge to whip up something delicious. She does good work. Promise.
Plus, the recipe is easily customizable. Throw in anything you want- the possibilities are endless!
The only mistake I made? Not leaving more than just one behind for myself for the next day.
So you have two takeaways from today’s post:
1. Always save a few cookies/bars behind for yourself. Being selfish is ok.
2. Call your sibling. Like now.