Forever Young, with a side a pizza please.

On Sunday evening, I had one of those moments that just about knocked me on my butt.  I was babysitting for one of my favorite families, when the little girl asked me, just like she does each time I see her, "are you in college?"  I chuckled, said yes, and then found myself explaining that  I will be done with college in May.  All a fine and dandy conversation, until Natty said "does that mean you are going to be a real grown up soon?"
I replied with "Uh, ummmm, ah, No, I don't think so...well maybe, but I don't really want to be a grown up, I'm planning on being a kid forever." (all of this with a slight bit of panic in my voice) After reading Natty stories and tucking her into bed, I found myself sitting on the couch thinking about our conversation.  What is an adult?  After graduation, do you go through some transformational change, in which you suddenly feel and act differently?  Will people at the grocery store no longer think I am a sophomore in high school and ask me if I have my drivers license yet?  I guess I would be okay with that, however, I think this whole "being an adult thing" is overrated. I'm going to fight off being a grown up as long as I possibly can. In case you were wondering.

Now that you have  read my random, unorganized, crazy babble of the week, I suppose I can write about food.  I am really excited to report that I made my first pizza completely from scratch!  I have made pizza in the past, but I have never started with my own, homemade dough.  I realized how much food really gets me going, I was so thrilled when the yeast started to become "active" and bubble in the bowl. (yes, I took a picture of the yeast, ha)  I made the dough around 11, and then constructed my pizza for dinner.  I wanted to try two NEW types of pizza and they were both a major success.  One was topped with cranberry sauce, chicken, monterey jack cheese, and caramelized red onions. The second was made with olive oil, fresh basil, fresh mozzarella cheese and tomatoes.  Which one was my favorite?  I can't decide. I would make either of them again in a heartbeat.  OOOHHHH. I almost forgot the most important detail.  My mom let me borrow her pizza stone for these pizzas and this made a HUGE difference.  You place the stone in the over while it it pre-heating and it helps to cook the pizza evenly and thoroughly.  The end result was a crust that was crispy and held together nicely.  If you want to make the crust, which I highly suggest you try it, click here for Martha Stewart's recipe.  The directions are a bit lengthy to post on here.