A new job, a sick boyfriend, and Greek Yogurt Pancakes

What did Adam say to the first woman on earth?

It’s Christmas, Eve.

OK…that’s corny. And, it’s actually only Christmas Eve Eve right now. Nonetheless I have decided Christmas celebrations can creep into the week before. Speaking of the week before-on Monday I began a new job as a Development Assistant in the Engineering Department at University of Colorado, Boulder. Hold your applause. Naturally I began the week with a fresh batch of cookies to share with my new coworkers. Double Chocolate Mint cookies typically please >75% of a crowd (unless you’re one of those crazy holiday dieters…in which case you probably aren’t reading this anyway).


Check this recipe out sometime.

So now that I’ve completed one whole week of work, here comes Santa and a 4 day weekend. I was looking forward to a lot of activity, perhaps some skiing, visiting a few local breweries…then BAM-my boyfriend gets miserably sick with a head cold (we hope). I’ve been playing doctor all weekend instead of just playing. But, everyone gets sick from time to time, and I’m happy to do all I can to alleviate his pain. Other than Mucinex and Ibuprofen-I opted for this lovely breakfast treat yesterday. Yogurt cultures are good for colds (I opt for greek yogurt for the protein), and who doesn’t love bananas and blueberries in pancakes? Step right up.


Greek Yogurt Pancakes

  • 1 cup all-purpose flour (I use high altitude flour here)
  • 1 tablespoon sugar
  • 1 teaspoons baking powder
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1 egg, lightly beaten
  • 1 cups plain greek yogurt
  • 1/2 cup water (add 1/4 cup if needed for right consistency)
  • Sliced banana and blueberries (I also added some granola to mine!)


  • In a small bowl, combine the flour, sugar, baking powder and baking soda. In another bowl, whisk the eggs, yogurt and 1/2 cup water. Stir into dry ingredients just until moistened. Add water if needed for good pancake consistency (I probably needed 1/4 cup more because of the altitude).
  • Pour batter by 1/4 cupfuls onto a hot griddle coated with cooking spray. Place banana slices and blueberries in cooking batter (I like to make designs…). Turn when bubbles form on top and edges begin to stiffen; cook until the second side is golden brown.
  • Feeds one hungry man and his lady, usually with one or two left over.
  • **I had one as a snack later that day with some melted chocolate on top. YUM!

Recipe modified from tasteofhome.com


That’s a jar of homemade pear honey. Recipe due to arrive sometime in the near future-once I get it out of my aunt!


It’s the most wonderful time of the year!

Can it be…is it true?  Has lustrous red, green, and gold been draped over anything stationary?  Strangely, I find that Christmas has crept up on me this year.  ABC’s Christmas specials have started without me checking the line-up, the tree in Marion square has already been ceremoniously lit, and Christmas confections have already packed on an extra layer of insulation on my thighs.  Most years (in fact, every year I can remember) I start prematurely pining for Christmas sparkle and light in November, shamefully glancing at my Christmas playlist.  You might be thinking, November’s not that early, what’s so wrong about a little Carol of the Bells?  So I’ll be a bit more clear: I think of Thanksgiving as a speed bump to Santa’s sleigh.  The appearance of department store’s specials and Starbucks holiday cups make me positively giddy.  People cite Christmas as stressful.  Why? I ask.  “Shopping is so stressful!!”…What??  I LOVE holiday shopping.  If people would hire me to do their shopping, I would do it.  Baking got you down?  I’ve already made a gingerbread house, 3 batches of pizzelles, lemon drop cookies, and chocolate toffee bars.  And the music…so happy.  Apparently, my parents did a really good job on Christmas, because I still feel like a child every time I catch a glimpse of something festive.


*Gingerbread house was based off a house in The Gingerbread Architect by Susan Matheson and Lauren Chatmann.


**The recipe for these pizzelle was (every so slightly) adapted from Brian’s Grandmother’s recipe.

Not to mention that because I started shopping in October, I already have 7 people checked off my to-shop-for list.  What makes this year even better?  My advisors aren’t advising me, so I’m left to dream about my imminent freedom, and apply to any internship with the words “ocean” or “policy” in the tagline.  This attitude is going to fiercely bite me in the butt, but, for the moment, I am pretty content hanging out  (yes, I do that now) with my hubby or scouring Pinterest for more things to gawk at.

Oh yes, we also have a tree.


***Antlers are from the Reindeer Run last year.  This year, the pain from the Gobble Wobble the weekend before was too fresh for me to sign up.

What’s the best part of Christmas for you?