Another episode of "Ro's misadventures in cooking"

I have a flute recital tomorrow, and as per tradition it's a dessert potluck. Jim, my teacher, actually asked if we had the recipe for something we brought a few years ago that's a sort of multi-layered thing with cookie dough, peanut butter, chocolate and M&Ms (making you drool yet?) and I decided to make them today.

I think I did most of it right, though at the moment they're cooling in the refrigerator so I haven't test-sampled any yet. As Mom was in the kitchen she noticed that the box of confectionery sugar she'd gotten especially for this hadn't been opened, as I'd looked right over it and put regular sugar in the peanut butter part, when the recipe had called for the confectionery sugar Mom had bought specially for it.

Ah, whoops~!

I don't think they'll be inedible just because of that, but the peanut butter part will probably be crunchy rather than smooth. This might not be too bad, since I actually prefer crunchy to mushy, but it was an oversight on my part.

*nervous laugh*

Graduation!

So yeah, I'm officially a high school grad now. ^_^ And I have pictures!

Graduation itself wasn't as bad as I thought it would be, and at least it wasn't blazingly hot. We did, however, have quite a bit of trouble getting our hats to go the right way. You can't really see in these, but I stick some ribbons on the top of mine, in part to help my parents pick me out. The lighting in the Mullins Center was horrible, so we don't have any of me actually getting my diploma, but we got some later after I met up with my parents, my aunt, and my grandma.

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After the graduation we went over to the new Hibachi steakhouse behind the Arigato Japanese restaurant, and I think my grandma enjoyed it since it was something different. However, I don't think she was expecting it when they set the surface of the grill on fire (!).

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And once I take care of the flute recital tomorrow I'll be done with stuff. At least until Suffolk orientation next Sunday. But hey, a break is a break.