I’m feeling particularly unwilling to do things right now.  Honestly, I could probably be convinced to go shopping but not much else (except maybe bake something).  Why?  Let me tell you.  Today has felt eternal.

As usual, I was up at 7:30 ready for a new happy day.  I lounged around for a while, had coffee then toast then some more coffee.  The morning was rather blah.  Then there was a soccer game.  I was right.  Germany won.  There was a party of Germans next door.  They got the feed before I did, I knew a goal was coming when there were a million screams and the bellow of a vuvuzela.

At the half time, I made ice cream.  30 minutes later, I brought my computer into the kitchen and packed the ice cream nicely in containers for freezing.

Okay really this was roughly a two day process.  So let’s backtrack.  Remember when I mentioned Argentina was playing against Mexico?  Well I decided I should probably make something in honor of Argentina.  I had a hunch they would win (again, I was correct).   So I decided dulce de leche (dUUUlce not dOOOlce… just saying…) was probably a good idea.

Last night, I boiled a can of sweetened condensed milk for a few hours (about 2 and a half).  I was a little concerned it might explode but as long as it’s completely submerged in water, all is well.

After boiling it for 2 and a half hours, I turned the heat off and went across the street to watch Che: Part 2, with a friend.  All I have to say is it’s looooooong (but enjoyable to some extent, I liked part 1 better).

Have I ever mentioned how much I like beards?  Well, I love them… there were a lot in these films… that’s all…

In the morning, I took the cooled can out of the water and opened it to find a perfectly delicious, sweet and sticky treat.

Then I got started on the ice cream.

Dulce de Leche Ice Cream
adapted from Gourmet

1 1/2 cup half and half
1 1/2 cup whole milk
1 can of dulce de leche (guessing about a cup?)

Heat milks together, add dulce de leche and stir until dissolved.  Allow to cool (I put it in the freezer to get really cold) and put in ice cream maker according to manufacturer’s instructions.  Freeze for a few hours before serving.

In between games I went for a run with a friend.

Boys run fast, even if they claim to not have exercised in a long time.  I’m sure he slowed down for my 5’3″ stride, but I was pretty pooped by the end.  My legs felt like lead the entire time, and I have huge blisters on the bottoms of my feet (shoes not tied tight enough?).  Despite the heat and the fact that I felt like I was dragging small children on my legs the entire time, I had fun.

After running, I decided to sit outside in the shade to cool down.  So I ran into my apartment grabbed some water and took off my shoes (blisters remember?).  While I was sitting outside, my roommate walked out with her friends.  Little did I know, she locked the door.

There I was stinky, hot, barefoot and locked out.

Locked out of my apartment with only 30 minutes until the Argentina vs Mexico game no less!

Luckily, the friend I ran with lives across the street.  While I watched with him, I won’t lie.  It was embarrassing to be that gross if front of anyone.

My roommate got home just as the game was ending.  I was able to bathe and eat some ice cream (which my stomach will pay for later).

and now enjoy a beer (any Vermont readers??)

because sometimes you just need one.

(Thanks for the beer, Christina!  Sorry it didn’t make it to Matt, but I’m glad you made it to Florida!)