I’m all settled in at Oberlin. I’m interviewing for jobs (wish me luck!), and classes start Tuesday. I’ve been enjoying my free time here before classes start, but I’m pretty ready to get into a routine. There’s a lot of uncertainty in terms of the job situation and what my class schedule is going to be like. I’ve definitely talked about how uncertainty makes me anxious. It used to be pretty crippling, but now it’s just kind of an annoyance.
Today, in the midst of all this uncertainty, I found myself baking muffins. Baking is therapeutic in a multitude of ways. It’s physical. You can work through your anger by mixing, stirring, and measuring. It’s calculated and fail-proof; as long as you follow the directions of a trusted recipe, a handful of simple ingredients become something complex and amazing. It’s sensual in the smell of baking bread, the beauty of a frosted cake, the taste of a stolen spoonful of batter. Everything about baking makes me feel relaxed and at peace with myself.
Blueberry Muffins. They’re Charlie’s favorite, so I made them for him as kind of a welcome back to the United States and welcome back to Oberlin and welcome back into my life gift. He’s been in Peru for the last month, so I haven’t really had any contact with him aside from a couple emails.
This is a basic blueberry muffin recipe. It’s super easy and sure to please.
recipe courtesy of vegetarian.about.com
- 1 egg
- 1/4 cup oil
- 1/2 cup milk
- 1 1/2 cups flour
- 1/2 cup sugar
- 2 tsp baking powder
- 1/2 tsp salt
- 1 cup fresh or frozen blueberries
Well my darlings, I’m spending the rest of my evening with a lovely lady by the name of Carrie Bradshaw. I just purchased the first season of Sex and the City, and I’m totally hooked.