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Over the course of the past week, there have been three major instances in which social media has sort of blown my mind.  The first/biggest/best was that on Saturday I was mentioned in a tweet by Janine from Shambolic Living saying “I made them”.  There was only one thing she could have been talking about, s’mores.  A few weeks ago I posted a picture of s’mores on instagram, she questioned what they were, then I did a post on mass producing s’mores and then she made them – and SHE did a blog post about itTotally worth reading.

I’m pretty impressed.  Without graham crackers, without Hershey’s chocolate and with funny shaped marshmallows they look pretty awesome.  In order to get her family’s response, you’ll have to read her post.

Now, just when this situation couldn’t get any more ridiculous – my worlds collided.  You see, I posted about this on Facebook, because I just thought it was so epic – and my dad found it.  So my dad read the article and then left a 303 word comment.  My mind was blown.  I became REALLY red in the face in the privacy of my own hotel room and felt embarassed from head to toe.  My dad had enterred my world and then he bragged about me.  I know, I know – it doesn’t sound that bad – it sounds nice even – and really I am grateful for it, but it was just sort of that situation where you’re leaving the car in middle school and your parent rolls down the window and yells “I love you honey, pick you up after school for cello lessons”.  Bright red.  Sigh, only parents can come up with a way to embarass you from 1,448 miles away.  (I really do love my father.  And this is really just my dad being my dad.  Sometimes it still blows my mind though.)

Now that I’m done with that rant.  Two other instances this weekend -

I went to the New Orleans Jazz Festival this weekend.  I was so capitvated by the concept of “music festival” because I’ve never been to one that I really didn’t even have time to focus on “Jazz Festival”.  So I guess this just means I’ll have to try it again next year.  Anyway, I checked out Frenchmen Street on Friday night and there were just SO many hipsters.  Not a bad thing – I just felt very out of place, so I tweeted, “It’s official, I’m not hipster enough for Frenchmen Street.”  Saturday morning, I awoke to find this:

How awesome is that?

The final social media mind blowing was that I posted this picture on Twitter.  It’s me in my new Shine Project shirtThe Shine Project was created by and is run by Ashley – it’s a great site, you should totally check it out.  I liked what I saw, I went to the store, I saw the shirts, I thought they were adorable and inspirational.  (I ordered a small, just for size reference in case you decide to buy one.)  I was so excited when I put it on that I wanted her to know – so that’s why I tweeted the picture.

Ashley retweeted it, and another girl retweeted that she wanted to buy the shirt!  Spreading the good news/good word.  I love it.

I’m not sure the internet will ever stop blowing my mind.

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Remember those days of sitting around a camp fire and roasting s’mores?  Everybody goes into the woods and finds a stick and then sharpens one side of it, sticks the marshmallow on and then tries really hard to turn it a nice shade of golden brown by holding it really close to the hot red coals instead of the flames.  (Oh, and then there were the crazy people who would stick it directly into the flames and just blow it out because they liked the burnt crisp edges.)  You’d take your two rectangles broken off of the full size Hershey’s bar and put it on a half a graham cracker, and then using a second half a graham cracker as the top would pull the marshmallow off of the sharpened stick to put it on top of the chocolate.  The most gratifying part was smooshing the top graham cracker on top and seeing the marshmallow ooze out the sides and trying to catch any thing that was going to squeeze out the sides.

There is absolutely no substitute for this experience.  But there is a close second – mass producing s’mores.

My friend Marie taught us how to do this while we were all RA-ing.  You take a cookie sheet and lay as many halves of graham crackers as you can on top, put the right amount of chocolate on each one and place a marshmallow on top of that.  Then you put it in the oven and use the broiler to make the marshmallows golden brown.  (NOTE: Watch carefully, there is not much time between golden brown and burnt/exploded.  If you’ve ever been on garlic bread watch (shout out to my cousin Chris) you will fully understand this concept.)  Then when they’re done, you put the top half of the s’more on and smoosh it all together.

Now, I had assumed that everybody had heard of s’mores before.  But when I posted this picture on Instagram, my friend Janine who lives in Australia from Shambolic Living commented, “And you thought lamingtons were odd?  what on earth are these?”.  So I guess we’re even now – last week she blogged about lamingtons and my first thought was – what the heck is a lamington?

Here is an example of a fully complete and smooshed s’more:

And for all those curious, here is a lamington:

So.  How do you prefer your marshmallows?

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