flutter & lull

WORLD BEHIND MY WALL

An easily confused girl who talks at the speed of a train and walks too slowly; a compulsive runner; a diehard athlete with dreams; hopes of opening up her own restaruant one day; often plays basketball and sims but always makes the same wish at 1111; loves Dwight Howard and watches all Magic games.
Ghosts in the Daylight.

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Wise Heart

Thursday, June 10, 2010 x 2:24 AM

Meander

"It is not white hair

that engenders wisdom."

Includes 1bed/1bath.

Fully furnished. Needs Seasons and OFB.

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This house is special. It's supposed to be me. Of course I didn't spend enough time on it to be able to become me, but it's getting there. I hope you're able to make it your owns'. (: The Winnie the Pooh book is in this one also, right by the bed. I think that'll be my signature...or something. I, again, did not create any of the custom objects. I just simply put it together. Have fun!

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Delish' Comforting Mushroom Soup

In a big, soup-like pot put in butter and mushrooms on medium-high. Stir it around until the mushrooms turn brown. After that, add in the onions until that is also cooked, so only about 3 minutes. Then add in the flour and stir it quickly for 2 minutes. Add seasonings, broth, and water. Simmer on low for 1 hour. Put the soup in the bender, and puree it until it's super fine. Transfer back into pot and stir in cream, salt and pepper. Apprécier!

1/8 cup butter

1 pound mushrooms, sliced (about one package)

1 small onion, diced

1/2 tablespoon flour

1 tablespoon basil

1 clove garlic (ONLY peeled, not cut in any way)

2 cups chicken broth

1/2 cup water

1/2 cup heavy cream

salt & pepper to taste

Labels: homes, recipes

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February 5th, Friday morning, purple dawn.
Broke a yawn, as a I stepped through the fog, like I stepped to a song.
A moment like a poem, you wish you could hold it.
I shut my eyes like it's frozen, it's gone when I open.
It slipped passed the clouds right there where it lingered.
Like your band and a girl could slip through your fingers.
My feet hit the ground like a beat for the lonely.
ON a path beaten down by the crowds in the morning.
If only I could touch past the phony.
If only they were there now to hold me.
As the questions keep droning.

You're the only one who stuck it out last night.
The only other one who caught the other line.
You're the only one when this world collides.
The one that I can't deny.
-Mat Kearney-
Dancing Sheep