“I’m the captain now.”

No cookie on the weekend because we were in Winnipeg visiting the rellies. However, I did conquer another Oscar nominee – Captain Phillips.

Really enjoyed it. I knew a bit about the original event – remembered it from the news – and really liked the whole movie. Tom Hanks’ performance at the end really sealed it for me. That’s exactly how a traumatized person would be – kudos Tom. I am really surprised he didn’t get an Oscar nomination for the role…I almost think he should have gotten it over Christian Bale in American Hustle.

The actors playing the pirates were also great – and of course, Barkhad Abdi is the standout. I wonder what the future holds for him.

I will be doing a cookie for Captain Phillips, probably tomorrow, maybe Friday. A nice New England cookie.

Wednesday Pinches and Dashes

I think he’s got a lock on this – Celebitchy

Paging some more parents who aren’t shameless fame wh*res – Dlisted

This is still a thing? – Lainey Gossip

“Everything is awesome. And yes, I know this post is two days late.”

Okay, so I try to do the cookie posts on Sundays. Well, that didn’t happen this week. My parents came over on Sunday, and then after they left Husband’s cousin came for dinner, and then it was bathtime and bedtime for Big Little and Little Little…and then I was too tired.

But it’s my blog and I do what I want. So, Tuesday gets the cookie post.

We saw The LEGO Movie on Saturday. And it was super cute, really funny and a tad subversive, which is awesome.

The theme song, “Everything is Awesome” has been stuck in my head for three days. Check out the video: “Everything is Awesome” on YouTube.

My favourite character, Batman, of course. I always knew Batman was kind of a d*ck, and of course he’d be a crappy boyfriend.

The movie would definitely be too much for Big Little – story a tad too complicated, and she just wouldn’t get it. Maybe in a year? We’ll try something with talking animals or something for her first movie. Rio 2, maybe?

Onto this week’s cookie, which is inspired by The LEGO Movie.  I wanted something colourful, kid-like, and block shaped.

Everyone, meet the LEGO Blondies.

Finished

LEGO Blondies

1/2 c. butter

1 egg

1 c. brown sugar, lightly packed

1 tbsp. vanilla extract

1 c. all-purpose flour

1 c. Smarties or M&Ms

Preheat the oven to 350F, and grease a 9″ x 9″ cake pan. In a saucepan, melt the butter and remove from heat. Stir in the sugar and vanilla, then the egg. Stir in the flour until just blended, and then stir in the Smarties. Spread into the prepared pan, and bake for 20 min. Let cool, and slice in blocks.

These are heavenly, and everyone will love them. I used Smarties this time, not M&Ms.

“Everything is awesome, and even cooler when you’re part of a team.”

Move over, Oscar movies.

I am going to The LEGO Movie tomorrow. Originally, I thought Husband should take Big Little to The LEGO Movie. She loves LEGO, and it would be her first movie in a theatre. He checked it out and sent me the trailer so we could figure out if Big Little could sit and follow the movie.

I watched it, phoned him and said “I want to see this movie!”. Big Little’s attention span isn’t long enough for it yet, so we got the babysitter for Saturday and off we go to The LEGO Movie. We’re such good parents.

Because of The LEGO Movie, this weekend’s cookie is going to be LEGO-y fun.

Think bright, colourful and for kids of all ages!

“What good is cake if you can’t eat it?”

True Detective is awesome.

Just finished episode three last night. Unlike many of the stinkers he wasted his time and talent on, this HBO show is really showing Matthew McConaughey‘s acting chops. Same with Woody Harrelson, although Woody didn’t waste multiple years running around shirtless with Lance Armstrong and stinking up the joint with a series of pathetic romcoms.

Every episode has its laugh-out-loud moments (whoever writes the dialogue – wow. The banter between Rust and Martin is so well-done), even with its dark and creepy subject matter. And as of episode three, I think we’re about to meet the baddie they have been looking for.

True Detective = good. The Following = bad.

I think True Detective is what Kevin Bacon and James Purefoy hoped The Following would be. How wrong they were.

Tuesday Pinches and Dashes

The more I read about this, the more I want a shower. I think I am on Team Dylan. – Celebitchy

Ticket to youthful looks? Quit smoking and tanning! – Celebitchy

She’s still a piece of work. Try prison – it’ll toughen you up. Ask Martha. – Daily Mail

Ugh. I just can’t with this show. I think we’re about to break up. – Lainey Gossip

Cookie planning for the weekend has commenced. I am really going to try and get two done. And the way we eat cookies, we need two.

“I told you not to put metal in the science oven, what did you do that for?”

Butterscotch yum.

American Hustle. 

Saw it a month ago. Liked it. Is it my favourite of the 2014 Oscar nominees? Unsure. Have a few to go still.

Wow, the 1970s. What a decade.

Disco. The Vietnam War. Microwave ovens.The FLQ Crisis. The Walkman.The Iranian Revolution. The VCR. The Energy Crisis. Really BIG cars. Roe vs. Wade. The Godfather. 1972 Munich Olympics. HBO. Watergate. Apple. Leisure suits. Shag carpet. Platforms. Perms. Stephen King. Atari. Mary Tyler Moore.

It was a crazy, heady decade. American Hustle certainly captured the feeling with the wardrobe alone. Props to Amy Adams for rocking the cleavage with all those plunging necklines. She’s almost 40, she’s had a baby, and it doesn’t look like she’s had any work done. And she looks AMAZING.

My favourite scene had nothing really to do with the larger plot – but I loved the scenes of Amy and Bradley Cooper at the disco. Nicely done. They both obviously have some natural rhythm.

I liked the movie, but holy h*ll is it long (but Wolf of Wall Street is longer – will my bladder make it?). There is no way they needed 138 minutes to tell that story. David O. Russell, it’s called an editor.

Anyway, all this talk of the 1970s brings me to this week’s cookie. Not only did the 1970s give us disco and clogs, it also gave us convenience cooking. The dawn of the microwave and women entering the workforce in droves created recipes designed to be fast and easy.

I wish I could claim these cookies as my own invention, but alas, that honour belongs to Robin Hood Flour. My aunt has been making cookies like these for as long as I can remember, and I was born in…wait for it…1976.

Adapted from Robin Hood Flour’s Butterscotch No-Bakes, I present…

American Hustle-Scotch Cookies

1 1/2 c. white sugar

1/2 c. butter

2/3 c. evaporated milk

1 c. butterscotch chips

3 1/2 c. oats

1/2 c. flaked coconut

Line two baking sheets with parchment paper. In a large saucepan, combine the butter, sugar and milk. Bring to a boil and boil for 1 minute, stirring constantly. Remove from heat, and stir in the chips. Stir until smooth and then stir in the coconut and oats.Mix well and cool mixture for 5-10 min in the fridge.

Drop by rounded teaspoonful onto the cookie sheets, and chill until firm.

A sheet of butterscotch.

Makes about 48 cookies.

American Hustle-Scotch. How very 1970s.

Friday Pinches and Dashes

It’s the end of a long week. Tonight I am off to a Pampered Chef party (yes, I am the age that gets invites to home parties). Tomorrow, it’s all about the cookies!

We’re going to have one cookie for sure, maybe two. We’ll see. This week’s cookie is for American Hustle.

Think something a little silly, a little cheesy, and very 70s.

Pinches and Dashes

I only feel bad for the kids – Celebitchy

Sluts, all of them! Beautiful, yes – but sluts. – Daily Mail

F*ck, I love Aaron Paul. Stay awesome, Aaron. – Buzzfeed

There is no one cooler than these two. They win. - Buzzfeed

Onto the weekend! Cookies await!

“I’ll have Kevin Bacon with a side of plotholes, please.”

I cannot stop watching The FollowingIt’s Kevin Bacon‘s foray into television, and it’s so ridiculous. SO RIDICULOUS. And popular. And addictive.

Kevin plays Ryan Hardy, a troubled, functioning alcoholic ex-FBI Agent on the hunt for the serial killer he put in jail a decade ago. James Purefoy is the baddie serial killer, Joe Carroll, an English professor with a love of Edgar Allan Poe and killing people. He’s also catnip to women, with his sexy English accent and good looks and hypnotic charm.  You know the type – hot and crazy. Just like the women who love him.

Anyway, Joe is close to his execution date and manages to escape from jail. And his followers begin to make themselves known by killing random people (including themselves), kidnapping Joe’s son and ex-wife, and taking out many, many law enforcement people. Early on, Joe is caught, taunts Ryan and ESCAPES AGAIN and takes up with his cult in a “rundown” mansion (It’s not rundown. It’s a palace. And his followers must have given him all their money to keep this thing afloat with stuff like helicopters and guns and stuff).

Like I said, it’s ridiculous.

The plotholes abound (and are large enough to drive a truck through), many characters do many stupid, implausible things and I yell at the TV. But I cannot stop watching. Maybe it’s because of Kevin Bacon and his need to refill the bank account after Bernie Madoff took it all. Maybe secretly I love stupid TV. Whatever it is, I am hooked. I have to see what dumb thing happens next.

Life Lessons from The Following:

Ladies, serial killers don’t do make good boyfriends.

Gents, serial killer groupies don’t do make good girlfriends.

“Let’s split up” is never always  a good idea.

Always NEVER EVER turn on a light when entering a dark room full of homicidal cult peeps.

Always NEVER EVER look behind you in said dark room of homicidal cult peeps.

Never ALWAYS go off to find homicidal cult peeps on your own, and always never tell anyone where you are going.

I wonder what I will learn tonight. If the FBI was really that inept, holy crap.