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So, today is Jay’s and my 6 month-iversary. Whoo!

It’s not the hugest benchmark ever, but after six months we’re happier than ever and it’s only looking to get better. We both think today is a good reason to celebrate and we intend to have fun. We even managed to get out of our offices and head to the cafe downstairs for breakfast together this morning (which is more of a big deal than it sounds).

So…presents! A few days ago as I was browsing etsy, I found these cool matchboxes silkscreened with little robots and got them for him. I can’t believe they got here in time since I ordered them from Sweden. It was a speedy delivery. I still need to frame them in a shadowbox, but he got to see them and thought they were awesome.

Jay gave me a lovely card and made dinner reservations at the restaurant where we had our first date. He is wonderful and thoughtful and I sometimes wonder what I did to deserve him.

From the Maker Faire…I highly suggest going if there’s a faire in a city near you.

Another appearance of the Cubetron at this year’s Coachella. Lots of good bands (some from last year, plus a few new ones). Other than the legendary “I’m so funky I can’t even sleep with myself” Prince, the highlight for us was seeing The Swell Season. We stopped in our tracks, looked over in shock and ran across the field when we heard Glen Hasard start playing.

We made our first batch of ice cream today! I really want to try a lot of different recipes, but we thought we try this Philidelphia-style vanilla ice cream first. It was relatively easy to make since it didn’t have eggs or need to be tempered. It didn’t hurt that it apparently is Jay’s favorite flavor.

How, by the way, can you NOT like chocolate ice cream? Seriously, I ask you.

I have to admit that while I generally find plain vanilla a bit boring, this was incredibly good. Yum! It did get too hard after we froze it overnight–even after sitting out for a couple minutes it was a workout to scoop it up. The French vanilla recipe supposedly freezes softer, but if not, we’ll have to find an alcohol* that won’t detract from the vanilla-ness of the ice cream.

Turns out that I had my refrigerator set too low. My Brita pitcher froze solid. I’m not exactly sure what the dynamics are behind this, but it formed hundreds of little internal icicles when it froze. I turned down my refrigerator when I found it, but put the pitcher in the freezer until I was able to take some photos.