Sink geysers.

I'm trying to become a better cook. This is sort of a goal I've had for years and years. Over time, I think I'm at least more adventurous than I used to be. I've been trying my hand at recipes and things and some have been successful (like my mini pizzas made out of a roll of refrigerated Grands biscuits. Really good!). Some have been a failure due entirely to human error (like, putting 75% more butter in the cake because I mistook the frosting recipe for the cake recipe). But last night's adventure was that my garbage disposal blew up while I was peeling potatoes. I guess you're not supposed to put potato peels down the disposal? I didn't know this... But, regardless of whether you are supposed to be able to put them down the disposal or not, mine suddenly became a geyser of water + potato peel bits spewing out the other side of the sink. It was like a fountain. I've never seen anything like the spectacle put on by my sink. The entire kitchen, me, and the cat's food and water bowls were hit by water and potato peel. It was gross, but laughable. I went to the apartment office to sheepishly file a maintenance request and the lady put 'garbage disposal backed up' on the sheet and I thought to myself, 'No...this thing BLEW up.' I don't know if the maintenance people could show up today or not, but hopefully by the end of the week, the garbage disposal will be up and running again.

I think I'm definitely going to give the cake another go because we're having a snack day at work on Monday in celebration of Fat Tuesday...awkward, I know. But, on Mondays we're closed to the public, so it's easier to do stuff like this. I wanted to make a red velvet bundt cake and then, either try to make a glazed icing or just dust it with powdered sugar. It shouldn't be too hard, I hope. I am going to be extra careful with the directions and my alterations of the directions this time 'round.

I made it through "Downton Abbey" on Sunday night without crying one single time! This is a great improvement over the week before, when I wept uncontrollably through the last half of the show. I don't remember ever crying so hard at a television show. Even while I was sobbing, I was thinking, 'This is a tv show; these aren't real people. Get a hold of yourself.' And then I'd start bawling again at the next scene. I cried so hard I gave myself a freakin' headache and couldn't fall asleep that night. I vowed not to do that again. It was ridiculous. Sybil was my favorite character and I am a bit doubtful about their ability to somehow make the other characters become as awesome as she was. The Abbey has a definite deficit of awesomeness now.