Wednesday, December 16, 2009

I can't stay quiet about this

When I went (unwillingly) to the Relief Society Christmas party last week, I found myself mesmerized not by the food or the music or by the Christmas spirit. No, I was mesmerized by my friend, Emily's boobs. I couldn't stop looking. They were magnificent. I wondered for a moment if she had had some kind of surgical enhancement; it turns out she was just wearing this bra*. I am now also wearing said bra and I have to say, the girls have never looked better. I've spent all evening looking down or in a mirror. And I'm pretty sure my mom is sick of me asking her how my boobs look. Don't be scared off by the fact that it's a Lane Bryant bra, because Em is like a size 5. If she can wear a Lane Bryant bra, so can you. If you have boobs, you need this bra. And they're buy one, get one half off right now, so hurry and buy a couple. You will not be sorry. I was very tempted to take a picture to illustrate this post with, but I held back. For that, I'm sure you are all grateful!

And yes, I did come out of my self-imposed blogger exile to talk about a bra. What of it? If you could see my boobs right now, you would understand. Oh, and while I'm breaking my vow of silence, I would also like to add that I correctly predicted the order in which all top six dancers on SYTYCD were kicked off.

*Any of the plunge style bras will do, it doesn't have to be the smooth plunge bra.

Sunday, December 6, 2009

We were on a break!

I'm taking a little break from blogging for the next few weeks. I'm trying to finish up with classes, take finals, survive the holidays, etc. So . . . hope everyone has a great Christmas, and I'll be back in the new year*!

*Unless there's something I just can't bring myself to stay silent about before then.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009


I made broth with the leftover turkey carcass today and used part of it to make Turkey Pho for dinner. It was tasty. I love being able to add my own toppings to stuff. And I had a great time charring the ginger and shallots. I'm not entirely sure I did it correctly, but the pyro in me definitely enjoyed it. (You can read how to do it here.) I also had some pomegranates and persimmons that needed using, so I made this Kale, Pomegranate and Persimmon salad. Except Harmon's was out of kale, so I used spinach. This salad was sooooo good! I highly recommend it. For the dressing I used sesame oil and added peanut butter.

Enough already!

OH. MY. GOSH. If I have to hear one more thing about Tiger Woods, I'm going to scream. How is an athlete/celebrity cheating on his wife news anymore? I DO NOT CARE! Move on already!

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

holiday traditions

I feel like my family should have some sort of holiday tradition. The only thing that is guaranteed to happen is having ham, broccoli casserole and funeral potatoes for Christmas Eve dinner. We don't read from the Bible. We don't even really do stockings anymore. We do switch around baby Jesus's. (Jesuses? Jesi?) Let me explain. My mom collects nativities and my aunt always moves around the baby Jesus pieces so that they're in a different nativity than the one they belong in. Mark keeps up the tradition on the years when she's not here. She will also occasionally gather all of them up together and proudly show off her handful of little baby Jesus's, much in the spirit of "He's Got the Whole World in His Hands." So pretty much our Christmases consist of gluttony and borderline blasphemy. Possibly not in the spirit of the season.

So does anyone have any special family traditions that they really enjoy? It needs to be something easy and that will entertain sarcastic and/or jaded adults. It also needs to be something that someone who uses a walker and is legally blind can participate in, so nothing like going to see the lights at Temple Square. Perhaps this is why we don't do anything.

surgery update

So I finally had the surgery last Wednesday morning, right in time for Thanksgiving. What fun! It went well, and they did find endometriosis and burned away the lesions. I even have pictures, although I don't know what any of it is. There is an organ in one of the pictures that I'm pretty sure comes with the turkey giblets, but that was all I recognized. I actually felt pretty good after it and I even cooked most of the Thanksgiving dinner the next day. I started feeling crappy on Sunday though, and on Monday had some blood work done to make sure there wasn't an infection, and also had a CT scan to make sure I didn't have any blood clots. Fortunately, everything looked o.k. and I feel much better today. I do feel slightly sick at the thought of the bill for yet another CT scan, but better safe than sorry, I guess.

I think what I have learned from this whole experience is that I need to take better care of myself. Not that anything could prevent cysts and endometriosis, but all the same, I would rather prevent anything from happening than deal with it if it does happen. So . . . I started doing yoga again today! I really like it and there are even full length (like 40+ minutes) on YouTube. If I stick with it (keep in mind that I have stick-with-it-issues), there are several studios around and I may consider getting a membership. But again, the odds of me sticking with anything are slim to none, so take this all with a grain of salt. Sometimes I wonder if I have ADD (definitely not the H part, though!) because seriously, very few things hold my attention for very long. I can't even read one book at a time, I have to have three or four going. But anyway, that's not the point of this post, so I'll be done now.

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

You irritate me when . . .

  • I tell you to get information to me by a certain day and you finally respond the day after, then get all pissed that I didn't hold things up for you. A deadline is a deadline.
  • You feel the need to show how intelligent you are by composing paragraphs full of big words, but yet you misspell simple words. Get over yourself.
  • You think that microwaving a can of green beans is an acceptable Thanksgiving dish.
O.k., that's all. I just had to vent for a moment. Oh, and the surgery has been postponed until tomorrow morning, which is why I am blogging and not curled up in the fetal position, dying from the pain right now.

simply amazing

Monday, November 23, 2009

slightly nervous

The surgery is tomorrow! We had scheduled it for Friday, but then they called back and said the surgical center isn't open Friday, so tomorrow afternoon it is! If something should happen to me, (i.e. I die) make sure my make-up goes to a good home.

Missionary Monday

There wasn't anything that overly stood out in this week's letter, so here's a picture of Mark and his companion eating pig legs. Mark is on the right and appears to be wearing a white tie with his white dress shirt. Or am I seeing things? Interesting.

Sunday, November 22, 2009


From Gawker's Gossip Roundup:

Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart decided to opt out of going to The Box for their New York New Moon premiere after-party, instead opting to go to Avenue, where they could sit around, drink vodka, drink beer, get trashed, leave, go home, and do it. Robert Pattinson's psychotic, obsessive stalkerfans, are you listening? Tune your teenage to mid-30s adult ears to this: Rather than hang out with Kellan Lutz and the rest of their cast, you know what they're doing? They're going home and doing it. Now, I know, I know, you all think Kristen Stewart is the most evil thing in the universe and that she should die a fiery death while Rob realizes who the real lady of his life needs to be: you. You should probably get used to the fact that (A) this will never happen because you're not movie-star good looking and she is, (B) the love you do find will be some kind of settlement, (C) and they will probably work in middle management, and (D) they will not be a blood-sucking vampire, they will just suck at your will to live. So! While Robert Pattinson enjoys ditching his Twilight castmates for getting drunk and doing it with Kristen Stewart, you're getting prepared for life!

Saturday, November 21, 2009

Pieces of April

My favorite Thanksgiving-related movie is on Hulu!!! Check it out here.

Friday, November 20, 2009

laughing so hard

I'm currently reading The Liar's Club by Mary Karr. The book is, to quote the back cover, "a wickedly funny account of an apocalyptic childhood." That's a pretty accurate description. The Liar's Club is this woman's father and a bunch of his friends, who sit around playing dominos and telling their best stories. This is kind of long and I'm editing it down a lot, but here's her dad's story:

"Hopped the Double-E train from Kansas City to New Orleans. Cold?" He glares at each of us as if we might doubt the cold. "That wind come inching in those boxcar cracks like a straight razor. It'll cut your gizzard out, don't think it won't. They finally loaded some cattle on somewhere in Arkansas, and I cozied up to this old heifer. I'd of froze to death without her. Many's the time I think of that old cow. Tried milking her, but it come out froze solid. Like a Popsicle." . . ."I shit you not," Daddy says . . . "You hop one one of those bastards some January and ride her. You'll be pissing ice cubes. I guarangoddamntee you that.". . . "they unloaded one old boy stiff as a plank from down off the next car over. He was a old one. Didn't have no business riding trains that old. And when we tipped him down to haul him off---they was four or five of us lifting him---about a dozen of these round fuzzy things rolled out his pant leg. Big as your thumb, and white." . . . "One old boy had a big black skillet in his gear. So we built a fire on the edge of the freight yard. It was a kind of hobo camp already there, some other guys set up all around. Nobody bothered us. This old fella's stretched out behind us stiff as this bench I'm sitting on here." . . . "And you ain't never gonna guess what happens when they thaw." This is the turning point. Daddy cocks his head at everybody to savor it. The men don't even fake indifference. The domino tiles stop their endless clicking. The cigar smoke might even seem to quit winding around on itself for a minute. Nobody so much as takes a drink. "They pop like firecrackers and let off the biggest stink you ever smelled."

"They was farts?" Cooter finally screams, more high-pitched than is masculine, and at that the men start to laugh.

Thursday, November 19, 2009


I'm really liking Lady Gaga right now, but I hadn't seen any of the music videos until now. I'm not quite sure what to make of this. I like the song, but the video is truly like nothing I have ever seen before. Her eyes really kinda freak me out at 1:24. What do you think?

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Say what?

Am I a little slow? Did you know the husband in this movie is played by Tim McGraw? I still don't fully believe that's him and I even checked imdb. And you know if it's on imdb, it has to be true, 'cause imdb's like . . . I don't know . . . the freakin' Bible of Movie Info! My first thought was "Well, now I know why he always wears a hat and doesn't shave." He's completely unrecognizable (at least to me). Seriously . . . he's like a completely. different. person.

Oh, and I also really want to see this movie. Just the trailer makes me tear up.

Ah, the good old days!

Thanks, Jezebel, for this gem.

I'm so ashamed

I feel like I've crossed over to the dark side. I just downloaded "Party in the USA" by Miley Cyrus. It's just the one song, though. No more. I will not become a Miley Cyrus fan. And certainly not a Hannah Montana fan. I will continue my hatred and loathing until my dying day. Well, except I also already have "The Climb." Alright, that's it, I have to go download some ultra-indie music to redeem myself. Please don't judge me. I'm judging myself enough right now for both of us!

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Missionary Monday on Tuesday

I saw this Missionary Monday thing on another blog, so I'm stealing it. And not only stealing it, but stealing it and not including a link to the originator. Possibly not appropriate for a post about missionary work. Whatevs. So anyhoo, every Monday (or until I tire of it) I will post my favorite snippet from Mark's email. For those of you who don't know, he's serving in the Vina del Mar area in Chile. Here you go:

"Earlier in the week, we were contacting and a guy came out and just stared at us for awhile. Then he grabbed a rake and came up to us and said, “This is the house of Satan” and smiled. We left."


I keep going back to look at that guy's face.

Sunday, November 15, 2009

so excited!

Season 2 of Tough Love premiered tonight! I love this show. If you haven't seen it, you should check it out. It's on Sunday nights (obviously!) on VH1.

Thursday, November 12, 2009


So I am going to be having surgery. I'm going to be on progesterone for 10-14 days to induce my period, and then a couple days into that, I'll have the surgery. Obviously I'm not thrilled about having surgery, but at the same time, I'm excited to hopefully have this taken care of. Only problem is it's going to be right around Thanksgiving (depending on how many days of the hormones I decide to take). I'm aiming for the day after Thanksgiving, but we'll just have to see how it all plays out.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

November 11, 2009 (and updates)

Outside my window . . . it's dark. And still too warm for this time of year. Supposedly a cold front is arriving tomorrow. We shall see. We shall see.

I am thinking . . . I'm feeling much better. I've had the flu (not swine, just regular) for the last few days. I actually managed to drag myself out of bed and shower today for the first time since Sunday. Gross, I know, but ya gotta do what ya gotta do. I think when I'm sick I develop a sudden allergy to water. I'm pretty sure it makes me even more sick to be clean and to be in clean clothes. I'm sure this can somehow be scientifically proven.

I am thankful for . . . sick dreams. Not sick in a bad way. When I'm sickly, my dreams are more vivid and interesting.

From the kitchen . . . I ate rice and scrambled eggs today! Whoohoo! And they stayed down-double whoohoo!

I am wearing . . . pajamas, but here's the kicker-they're clean pajamas!

I am going . . . to go to bed shortly.

I am reading . . . I'm rereading "Eat, Pray, Love." The Italy section has been making me think of all sorts of delicious things I want to make.

I am hoping . . . that because I've already had the flu, I won't get it again this year, meaning I will have immunity from the swine flu.

I am hearing . . . Theme from "The Mission" by Ennio Morricone. I don't listen to much classical-ish music but I absolutely love this song. From about 50 seconds in, until 1:50ish, it sounds like heaven. I believe this song is on my current playlist on the side bar if you want to check it out. Ooh! The song just switched to Yanni's "Aria" which I also think sounds like heaven.

Around the house . . . I have a sudden, overwhelming urge to change my sheets. I'm just thinking of all the sick germs on them, as well as the greasy hair nastiness on my pillow case from the last few days.

One of my favorite things . . . Glee!!! Did anyone watch tonight? I love Sue Sylvester and the scene with her sister made me get a little misty. Oh, and Quinn needs to stop being such a biotch to Finn, especially since he's not the baby daddy.

A picture . . . Me and the neti pot. I blogged about this. You can read about it here.

  • Unfortunately, I was forced to clean out the garage like I feared in my last blog post.
  • I see the ob/gyn surgeon dude tomorrow. Hopefully all will go well and I will have something to report.
  • Not an update, but an aside: Did anyone see Carrie Prejean on The View this week? If not, could someone (Traci) please go watch the clip on YouTube so that we can discuss her hostility and stupidity. Thanks!

Saturday, November 7, 2009

November 7, 2009

Outside my window . . . Wow, Friday was gorgeous! Perfect weather. I think it's supposed to be a little cooler today, but still pretty nice.

I am thinking . . . it would be really awesome if I could go ahead and go back to sleep now. It's about 5 a.m.

I am thankful for . . . great new co-workers. Well, great for the most part! I was worried that work wouldn't be as much fun with all these new people, but everyone seems really cool so far-again, for the most part-there are definite exceptions! Fortunately I make the schedule!

From the kitchen . . . I still haven't done anything with the apples. I have a rotisserie chicken carcass in the freezer, so maybe I'll make some soup today. I love the extra little bit of flavor you get when you make broth with rotisserie chicken.

I am wearing . . . pajamas.

I am going . . . to go back to bed in a few minutes.

I am reading . . . I've been struggling lately to find novels that hold my attention. Any suggestions? I have plenty of non-fiction that I'm working on, but sometimes you just need a good fiction book to snuggle up with.

I am hoping . . . that I can somehow avoid cleaning out the garage today. I can foresee my dad going on one of his little cleaning rampages again today.

I am hearing . . . the wind rustling through the trees.

Around the house . . . I'm still working on decluttering. I need to stop making excuses about why I need to keep every little thing. "I might need it some day" is not a valid excuse when it's been sitting around for several years already and it hasn't been needed. I'm paranoid that as soon as I get rid of something, I'm going to need it. I have a feeling that I'm going to end up being a hoarder. Maybe someday you'll see me on that A&E show!

One of my favorite things . . . sunflower seeds in the shell. I love the saltiness.

A picture . . . Proof that I am capable of camping and fishing, even though I prefer not to. And look at Mark in this picture! He was so little!

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

November 4, 2009

Outside my window . . . there's not a cloud in the sky. I guess this could be a good thing, but I'm missing Fall. It feels too warm for this time of year.

I am thinking . . . I hate watching tv live. DVR and fast forwarding through commercials has spoiled me.

I am thankful for . . . reality shows that let me participate in the drama without actually having it in my life.

From the kitchen . . . I haven't made much lately since I've been feeling crappy. We have a ton of apples I need to do something with, though. Any ideas? I'm not a huge fan of apple pie, so I need some good recipes other than that.

I am wearing . . . my Mia Michaels pants.

I am going . . . to eventually be productive today. Hopefully.

I am reading . . . I just finished "The Last Girls." I forget who it's by. It was pretty good. Three out of five stars.

I am hoping . . . that I can survive another week until "Glee" is back on.

I am hearing . . . the sound of the t.v. I'm watching "Little House" and it's one of the episodes with Jason Bateman.

Around the house . . . I'm trying to declutter. I'm going through my books and trying to get rid of the ones I've already read. It's so hard to part with them, though!

One of my favorite things . . . snuggly dogs.

A picture . . . I don't remember where I got this from, but I thought it was hilarious. That kid is awesome.

Monday, November 2, 2009

best doctor's appointment ever!

Once again, if you don't want to know about my gimpy lady bits, please stop reading now.

I had my appointment with the ob/gyn today and it was freakin' awesome! Up until today I was really frustrated and I felt like nobody was listening to me, so before the appointment I got myself all psyched up to speak up for myself and be my own advocate, and I was all ready to go and I wasn't going to take any crap, etc. It turns out the doctor was a sweet old man (I'm guessing 70's) and get this, he listened to every single thing I had to say. Upon the advice of several people, I had typed up a list of all of my "female issues" over the years. It was seriously a page long, and instead of taking it from me and glancing at it, he had me go over every single thing on my list. Every. Single. Thing. It was awesome. And I told him about this summer when I went to the doctor because of sudden, excruciating back pain and how the doctor just dismissed me and said it was because I'm fat and I needed to see a dietician, and this doctor, who is possibly my new hero, actually rolled his eyes and looked disgusted!!! And then . . . THEN . . . he said he was sorry that this hadn't been diagnosed ten years ago! So let's recap . . . he listened to my entire list AND apologized! How cool is that!

Before I get carried away with my enthusiasm, he said he's 98% sure that I have endometriosis, which happens to be his specialty. I'm going to see a doctor next week who, if he agrees with the diagnosis, will go in laparoscopically and remove the endometrial tissue. Do you know how great it is to have someone finally (after 15 years) figure out what the problem is (well, hopefully, at least) and know what to do about it!?! It's just nice to finally be able to say that all of this crap over the years is because of one specific thing and that it can be managed. Hooray!

Oh, and this was funny-I was standing at the nurse's desk, waiting for my referral, and another one of the doctor's patients called up and from what I could tell, it sounded like she was trying to get pregnant and was ovulating. That's not what's funny. He got on the phone with her and told her to have her husband (who's the student and would be on campus) come by the health center and get a specimen cup and then have him um . . . give a specimen. That's not what's funny either. What's funny is that he told her, and this is almost word for word, not to just send him to the bathroom with the cup, but to make a little love and help him get the specimen. I thought that was awesome.

Video of the Day #2

Could not stop laughing! Love it!

Video of the Day #1

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

gimpy ovaries update

I went to the doctor this morning and he doesn't know what the problemo is, so I have to go have a CT scan tomorrow morning. The latest development, and this may be completely unrelated, is that I have had the worst headache ever since yesterday afternoon. I woke up every 2-3 hours all night long because of the pain. It sucked. And I feel like complete crap. And the frustration of everything led to me crying at the doctor's office, which just made me feel even more stupid. Oh, and this is far and away beyond the scope of TMI, but I'm telling you anyway-the doctor today wanted to do that thing where they stick their fingers up your vajayjay and feel around. Right away that equals awkwardness, but I also happened to be on my period and had a tampon in at the time. I had to take it out and put it in the hazardous waste box. And then, because everything about the situation wasn't awkward enough, he said he couldn't feel my uterus. I'm pretty sure it hadn't fallen out, so I don't know what the problem was. I've never had anyone not be able to feel my uterus before. But then again I also haven't had a whole lot of people try.

I'll let you know tomorrow how the CT scan goes.

Monday, October 26, 2009

my lady bits

*****If you're a guy and/or don't want to know about my pelvic issues, stop reading now.

Before yesterday, I hadn't had a period since July and since I knew there was no way I could be pregnant, I was a little bit concerned. Not overly concerned though, since I've never been regular and have been on and off birth control since junior high to try to regulate things. Anyway, so I started it yesterday and was as excited as one could be about such a thing, but then early this morning I started to feel pain down there. I assumed it was cramps, but it got worse and was steady instead of intermittent. I've had several ovarian cysts burst before, so I assumed that's what it was and went to the Urgent Care to have it checked out. They did an ultrasound and found a 5 cm. cyst on the left side and fluid on the right side where a cyst may have already burst. Apparently 5 cm. is the borderline between having surgery and waiting to see what happens. Now I have to go in on Wednesday and see a different doctor and figure out what we're going to do. I'm getting really tired of all these female issues! I'll keep you updated . . .

Saturday, October 24, 2009

road trip!

I'm in Vegas for the weekend, hanging out with my friend/former roommate, Traci. She has a two year-old boy and a brand new baby girl, so I decided to taunt her with my single, carefree lifestyle. I'm a good friend like that. I drove down Thursday morning and we went to "Couples Retreat" that night.

I thought it was pretty funny, although it would be nice to see Vince Vaughn play a different character. There may be slight variations, but it's pretty much the same guy in every movie. It also would have been nice to not have obnoxious teenage girls kicking my seat back and talking loudly throughout the movie, but that's beside the point. (If you see have seen the movie: the girls seriously had to sit and discuss whether the rabbit at the end was made of wood or chocolate. Yeah.)

Friday we went to heaven on earth, aka Sephora. I purchased many magical products, including this Tarte Treasure Chest set. It was far and away my favorite purchase and a great deal. I will probably devote a whole post to it and my other purchases later. And btw, this picture doesn't do it justice, size wise.

Today we saw "Whip It." It was pretty good, although I was expecting a little bit better. I really like Ellen Page, whom I prefer to just call Juno. I'm also really liking Kristen Wiig these days. Oh, and Marcia Gay Harden has really weird fingers. You will be distracted for forever more when you see them.

I've also baby-sat the nieces a couple times while I've been down here. Tonight, Ashley asked me why I don't have any kids. I told her it's because I don't have a husband, so when she said the prayer to bless the food, she said "and please bless that Kimmie can find a husband." How cute is that!

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Halloween is great

I just looked out my back window and saw Thing Number One and Thing Number Two running around outside of the church.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

Friday, October 16, 2009

This is why I don't answer the door

I am waiting for a package, so I assumed that's what it was when the doorbell rang. 'Twasn't. It was a door to door salesperson and he wouldn't leave. Normally when they don't leave it's because they're trying to make the sale, but this guy didn't seem to care much about that. Instead, he was mesmerized by my dogs and then had to tell me all about his dogs and how they're trained to kill and they killed a neighbor's bulldog and he had to go to court. To say this guy was creepy is an understatement. So, the point of this post is that if I am found raped and/or murdered over the next few days, it was probably this guy. I kept the business flyer, and it is hidden in my dresser drawer (in case he tries to find it to get rid of the evidence). Please direct the police to the bright yellow flyer for carpet cleaning that is hidden amongst my undiewears. Oh, and I think creepy dude's name was Michael and he had a stringy ponytail, smelled of cigarettes, and was from Rose Park. Thanks!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

awesome movie

I think this one's going on my top movies of all time list. And the following is going on my favorite movie lines of all time list:

Perry: My $2000 ceramic Vektor my mother got me as a special gift. You threw in the lake next to the car. What happens when they drag the lake? You think they'll find my pistol. Jesus. Look up "idiot" in the dictionary. You know what you'll find?
Harry: A picture of me?
Perry: No! The definition of the word idiot, which you f***ing are!

You can watch the trailer here.

Friday, October 9, 2009

several things . . .

  • I'm in Wyoming and since Lorri is slaving away at work, I thought I'd run to the store and get the fixings for a delicious roast chicken and veggie dinner. Whilst browsing the produce section, I noticed something disturbing. What I've always thought were turnips (by always, I mean the last month or so that I've actually paid any attention to them) appear to actually be rutabagas. So either I don't know what I'm talking about or Valley Market doesn't know what they're talking about. My money is on me.
  • You know how when you're texting, the words that you use a lot come up? Well apparently I text about the Duggars a lot. Congrats to Josh and Anna, btw!
  • Did anyone watch The Office, Grey's, Private Practice or The Mentalist last night? I hate not having people to discuss my shows with. If you watched, email me so we can discuss.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

pardon my ranting . . .

I just saw the most offensive commercial ever. It's for Wonderful pistachios and shows Levi Johnston (Bristol Palin's baby daddy) with a bodyguard, eating a pistachio, and the tagline is "Now Levi Johnston does it with protection." I've written him a little letter.

Dear Levi,

Wow. You're such an ass.

It's nice that you are setting such a wonderful example for your child. I'm so glad that one day this kid will be able to look at this commercial and see his father making light of the fact that he got a girl pregnant and showing a complete lack of respect for the mother of his child. It will be nice for little Tripp to see that instead of spending time with him, you were living it up in Hollywood, filming commercials, going out with Kathy Griffin for press coverage, and oh yes, we can't forget posing for Playboy. Tripp will be so proud. Oh, I'm sure you're excusing your behavior by telling yourself that this money will pay for everything your child could need. Keep telling yourself that and while you're at it, keep pretending that whoring yourself out like this is a great substitute for quality time spent with your child. Because really, who needs a stable home environment and a loving father when someday, you can show all the kids on the playground your dad's nudie pics.

I can't wait until your 15 minutes are up and you slink back into the cave you crawled out of.

Sincerely (but not really),

And also,

Dear makers of Wonderful pistachios,

I will never ever ever buy your product, and I will take delight in preventing everyone I know from buying your product as well. Oh, and you should probably fire whoever authorized this ad because he (and yes, I'm assuming it's a he) is a douche and majorly failed at his job.

You suck.

Sincerely (but not really),

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

October 6, 2009

Outside my window . . . there's not a cloud in the sky.

I am thinking . . . I had a freakin' awesome hair day yesterday and I'm hoping it repeats itself today.

I am thankful for . . . parents who will still spend several hundred dollars on back to school clothes for me even though I am 28.

From the kitchen . . . I made my root vegetable stew over the weekend and it was delicious. It was actually more than just root vegetables because once I started throwing stuff in there, I just couldn't stop. It had sweet potatoes, potatoes, turnips, celery root, carrots, parsnips, barley, garbanzo beans, hominy, lentils, onions, garlic, diced stewed tomatoes, V8 juice and Italian sausage in it. I was originally going to make it vegetarian, but it just seemed off with no meat in it.

I am wearing . . . PJ's still. I love late mornings.

I am going . . . to go to lunch with Grandma in a little bit. Ooh, and I'm also going to Wyoming on Thursday! Whoohoo! I think the high temperature the entire time I'm there is supposed to be like 42 degrees.

I am reading . . . almost done with "Crossing to Avalon." I should be getting the other book I ordered in the mail either today or tomorrow.

I am hoping . . . people actually show up to be trained today. Yesterday only one person showed up, and I couldn't do a whole lot with that.

I am hearing . . . "Tom's Diner" by Suzanne Vega.

Around the house . . . I really need to clean my room and get rid of a bunch of stuff. I'm feeling stiffled by the clutter.

One of my favorite things . . . good cheese.

A picture . . . apparently someone stole my neck right before this picture was taken.

Friday, October 2, 2009


So yesterday when I said I had gotten out my winter bedding, I didn't mean that I had gotten it out of storage or the closet or anything like that. What I meant was I picked it up off the floor at the end of my bed where it had been sitting since last winter and I washed it. I don't know why I felt the need to clarify, but there you have it.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

October 1, 2009

Outside my window . . . it's cold!!! I actually got to wear a hoodie today. You have no idea how happy that makes me.

I am thinking . . . about how to make a particular hairstyle work that I want to try. Thus far it has baffled me.

I am thankful for . . . seafood linguine at Macaroni Grill.

From the kitchen . . . I bought a bunch of root vegetables. I have big plans for a root veggie soup/stew. I got turnips, sweet potatoes, regular potatoes, carrots, parsnips, and celery root. I'll let you know how it goes.

I am wearing . . . A HOODIE!

I am going . . . to go to bed early tonight. I've been really tired lately. It's probably swine flu. Well, that or all the caffeine that has been keeping me up too late.

I am reading . . . Still reading "Crossing to Avalon." I just ordered another book by the same author. I always get super excited when I find used books on Amazon for a penny, but then I realize I still have to pay $3.99 for shipping and then it isn't so exciting.

I am hoping . . . that I figure some things out that I've been working on.

I am hearing . . . The Mentalist. I'm watching with my mommy.

Around the house . . . I got out all my heavy winter bedding.

One of my favorite things . . . the bread at Macaroni Grill.

A picture . . . Amber and some Thai food leftovers. I think at one point there was going to be a whole post around this particular restaurant, but then I forgot.

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

me jaunting car

I've been watching The Gnome Mobile and I've decided I really need a jaunting car so that I can sing while I ride around in it. It will, of course, have to come with a horse to pull it, a driver to drive it, and gnomes to sing with me. If no gnomes can be found, several small children will do, but they must have accents. British or Irish will work.

P.S. I don't know why this clip cuts off where it does-kind of a random place. You can watch the entire movie on YouTube.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

a warning

If you store your utensils in a crock (see below), please do not use it to store your super sharp meat fork, because inevitably someone will be putting other utensils in there and inevitably it will be overly full, so this person will have to shove them down in there to get them to fit, which will cause them to impale their thumb on said meat fork, which will cause them to utter many variations of four letter words (possibly in combination with the word mother), be in great pain, make them bleed all over the kitchen, and make them wonder all day long if they are going to get gangrene, because let's be honest, no one ever uses the meat fork, which means that it hasn't been cleaned in years, and is probably covered in dust, grease splatters, dog hair, and/or who knows what else.

That is all.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

Balsamic Popcorn

In a saucepan, reduce a 1/4ish cup of balsamic vinegar by half. Add a tablespoon or two of butter, stir until melted, then spoon it over a bag of microwave popcorn.

I can't stop eating this stuff. It almost has a caramel corn essence to it. I don't know how to explain it. All I know is I think it's delicious. My parents don't agree though, so maybe it's one of those things where you either love it or hate it. Except they didn't hate it, they just thought it was too strong. If you're not a big balsamic vinegar fan like I am, you could always just use less vinegar.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

September 26

Outside my window . . . it's a little cooler in the evenings now. I think we're supposed to get a storm next week, so I'm looking forward to some nice cold weather.

I am thinking . . . Sissy Spacek freaks me out. I just watched the end of Carrie and I swear her big eyed, jerky stare thing at the end is far more scary than any special effects could be.

I am thankful for . . . naps and how they can magically cure a bad mood.

From the kitchen . . . I made cake mix cookies this afternoon. They are soooo much easier and faster than real cookies.

I am wearing . . . shorts and a t-shirt.

I am going . . . to finish a book if it kills me.

I am reading . . . I've given up on "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies" again. Yes, again. I'll probably pick it up again too, but it's just not holding my interest like I want it to. Now I'm reading "Crossing to Avalon" by Jean Shinoda Bolen, M.D. I got it used on Amazon for a penny. Of course then you have to pay to ship it, but whatever.

I am hoping . . . that I can sleep in tomorrow morning. The dogs have learned that if my parents don't get up and go to work, then they're probably going to get a walk, so all I heard this morning was the click, click, click of toenails, racing up and down the hallway. Beyond irritating.

I am hearing . . . "Lay Back Down" by Eric Lindell.

Around the house . . . I was forced to participate in cleaning out the garage. Every couple of months my dad freaks out about all the crap in the garage and makes us clean it out so that theoretically, if he wanted to, he could park his car in there. Not that he ever does, but just in case he wants to, that space is now available.

One of my favorite things . . . turnips. This is a new favorite thing. I had never eaten a turnip until this week and now I love them.

A picture . . . Those cute penguins I made last year. I am still quite proud of myself.

Friday, September 25, 2009

Angels & Airwaves

I discovered this band because this song (The Gift) was on an episode of Gossip Girl. I feel only slightly stupid admitting that! Anyway, now I can't get enough of 'em. I'm beyond obsessed. I've made you a playlist of a few of their songs so you can enjoy them too. Check it out over on the side bar.


I saw Fame this afternoon. It was alright. I haven't seen the original so I didn't have any expectations going into it. I mostly just wanted to see Kherington from So You Think You Can Dance, and while the parts with her dancing were good, the parts with her acting . . . not so much. As far as I know this is her first movie, though, so I can't be too harsh. Some of the other actors were pretty awkward too. Plus we never really got to know any of the characters, so I didn't overly care what happened to any of them. There was very little background. It would have been cool if they had focused more on one or two people and gone a little deeper. It was fun, though and I did enjoy the music and the dancing, but it's definitely one to wait for the dollar theater for.

Thursday, September 24, 2009

and this one too

This song immediately takes me back to Michigan, 1990/91ish, hanging out with my neighbor, Shannon, at her pool. We were always waiting for this song and "Vogue" to come on the radio. Last I heard Shannon is now a stripper in Gary, Indiana. Good times.

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Oh yes I did!

Totally just downloaded this song.

crappiest movie ever?

Not quite, but pretty close. Trust the critics on this one and skip it. Not even Bradley Cooper's sizzling good looks could save this hot mess. And it really pains me to say that because I love me some Sandy Bullock.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Do I smell funny?

I read somewhere that you can wash and condition your hair with baking soda and apple cider vinegar, so I've been doing that the last couple days. I'm a little concerned that I smell funny though. You dilute them, so it's not like I'm putting straight vinegar on my hair or anything, but I'm still a little paranoid. Has anyone else tried this?

If you're wondering, you combine a tablespoon of baking soda with a cup of water for the shampoo and the same measurements of vinegar and water for your conditioner. I just put them in empty shampoo and conditioner bottles and kind of sprinkle it on. It works better than I thought it would and I'm pretty sure you can't get any cheaper.

September 22

Outside my window . . . it is blessedly cool. I love Autumn.

I am thinking . . . I want some new shoes.

I am thankful for . . . visiting teachers.

From the kitchen . . . I made veggie spaghetti and scallops again tonight. I added squash to the spaghetti this time. So good.

I am wearing . . . I wore a cardigan today. Whoohoo!

I am going . . . to make sure to watch Oprah tomorrow because Mackenzie Phillips is going to be on and it sounds like it's going to be super scandalicious.

I am reading . . . I'm back to "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies." It was irritating me that I let it get the best of me. BTW, I just read that they're coming out with, or have already come out with, "Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters."

I am hoping . . . that I find the motivation to write my essay that's due tomorrow.

I am hearing . . . "Shoop" by Salt-n-Pepa. That's right, kickin' it old school!

Around the house . . . I've been burning a Pine and Citrus (or something like that) Hobble Creek candle.

One of my favorite things . . . anything mint chocolate flavored.

A picture . . . Mmmm. Squeaky cheese.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

September 20

Outside my window . . . there is a moth trying to get in.

I am thinking . . . that Neil Patrick Harris is doing an awesome job.

I am thankful for . . . adorable nieces.

From the kitchen . . . I just made some Crystal Light. Does that count for anything? I did combine one Raspberry Ice with one Pink Lemonade for a little something special.

I am wearing . . . jeans and a t-shirt, but I'm about to put on some nightie night clothes.

I am going . . . to go to bed soon, but I took a major nap today, so I probably won't be falling asleep any time soon.

I am reading . . . still working on "Rituals of the Season."

I am hoping . . . that the Emmy's end soon. I'm always afraid I'll miss something if I don't watch. As if anything exciting won't be replayed and discussed ad nauseum over the next week.

I am hearing . . . Glenn Close give an acceptance speech. I was fast forwarding, but then I caught up, which is always a sad moment.

Around the house . . . a massive amount of dog hair has just been vacuumed up. It's amazing how much these dogs shed.

One of my favorite things . . . Australian accents.

A picture . . . I was an exceedingly attractive child whose mother dressed me in exceedingly attractive clothing.

Saturday, September 19, 2009

September 19

Outside my window . . . it's a whole lot cooler than it is inside. The air really needs to be kicking on pretty quick here. (Speaking of which, Melissa, if you read this, you should be aware that when you called and asked me what the weather was like up here and I told you it's cold, I had been watching a t.v. show online in which it was like the worst winter ever and all of the nuclear bombs had knocked out the electricity and people were freezing to death, and so that's what I was thinking about when in reality, it was probably like 90 degrees that day. Sorry about that. I was really, really into my show!)

I am thinking . . . that I shouldn't be happy about my niece falling and bonking her head. It's just that it made her all snuggly and lovey for like an hour, so . . . yeah. She fell over and I reaped the benefits.

I am thankful for . . . adorable nieces.

From the kitchen . . . the girls and I made chocolate chip cookies tonight.

I am wearing . . . jeans and a t-shirt, but I'm about to put on some nightie night clothes.

I am going . . . to go to bed soon. I'm tired.

I am reading . . . I'm rereading "Rituals of the Season" by Margaret Maron, who is one of my favorite authors. I love her Deborah Knott series, especially since it takes place in North Carolina, which I adore.

I am hoping . . . that the house cools off. I feel like I'm having hot flashes or something.

I am hearing . . . I'm listening to the "Rent" soundtrack again. I can't get enough of it.

Around the house . . . we finally finished putting together the trundle bed, which the girls refer to as the magic bed.

One of my favorite things . . . my bed. There's nothing better than getting into bed at night and laying there for a second, just absorbing the comfyness.

A picture . . . I know I've put this picture on here before, but I love it. It makes me laugh every time I see it. The look on my face perfectly summarizes my feelings about not only day camp, but also about camping and being in the dirt in general. Anyone who went to Girl's Camp with me can attest to this.

Friday, September 18, 2009

September 17

Outside my window . . . it's dark and a little windy. I love the sound of the wind in the trees.

I am thinking . . . the nieces will be here tomorrow! The nieces will be here tomorrow!

I am thankful for . . . movie night with Ashlee! I love that we sit and talk for probably more time than we actually take to watch the movie.

From the kitchen . . . I made spaghetti and Simple Ceasar Salad from The Pioneer Woman's website. The salad wasn't as great as I would have hoped. I think it has potential though. I'll have to tweak some things. My sister-in-law makes awesome Ceasar Salad, so maybe the problem was just that I was comparing it to hers.

I am wearing . . . cords and a tee, but I would really like to be wearing jammies.

I am going . . . to be really pissed if the CBS website doesn't post the second season of Jericho without the audio commentary. I just discovered this show (it only has like a season and a half) and I watched the entire first season in the last two days. When I went to watch the second season, I discovered that all the episodes have the audio commentary. And it isn't a normal commentary where you can still hear the show, just not as loud; with this one you get absolutely no sound while the commentary is going on. So I've just invested all this time in this awesome show, but now I can't finish it because I'm only getting half of the story. I'm a little bit upset about this.

I am reading . . . I just finished rereading "Remember Me?" by Sophie Kinsella. I love Sophie Kinsella books. She wrote the Shopaholic series. I think she and Marian Keyes are probably my favorite chick lit writers. Ooh, and Jennifer Weiner too.

I am hoping . . . that I am able to get everything done tomorrow that I need to get done so that I can spend the entire weekend harassing/manipulating my nieces into snuggling with me. Speaking of which (the snuggling, not the harassing), aren't sleepy children the best!?! Not when they're ornery tired, but when they're snuggly sleepy and they just put their head on your shoulder and lay there.

I am hearing . . . nothing. Wow, that's kinda weird. Very rarely am I on the computer without iTunes going.

Around the house . . . the bed is still not put together.

One of my favorite things . . . The Office. The rumor Michael spread about Kevin was great. I'm still chuckling.

A picture . . . Halloween 1983.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Bread Soup with Cilantro, Garlic and Egg

3 T. finely minced garlic, plus 1 whole clove garlic
1 tsp. kosher or sea salt
1 c. chopped fresh cilantro
3/4 c. extra virgin olive oil
6 thick slices of coarse country bread
6 eggs
5-6 c. chicken stock
some water

In a mortar, combine the minced garlic, salt and half of the cilantro and mash to a coarse paste. Add 1/4 cup of the olive oil, 1 tablespoon at a time, mixing until well blended. Spoon into 6 warmed soup bowls and keep warm. (I did more of this than the recipe called for because it just didn't look like much. I also don't have a mortar and pestle, so I just used a spoon and a bowl and I dumped in half the oil at a time. This probably wouldn't have happened with a mortar, but I ended up with quite a few chunks of garlic that added a nice bite to the soup, but have also left my tongue burning. I also didn't bother with keeping it warm since I was going to be pouring the hot stock over it.)

In a large frying pan over medium heat, warm about 1/4 cup of the remaining oil. Add half of the bread slices without crowding and saute, turning, until golden, 5-6 minutes. Transfer to paper towels to drain. Repeat with the remianing bread and oil. While the bread is still hot, rub both sides with the whole garlic clove, then cut into cubes. Distribute the cubes evenly among the bowls and toss with the garlic mixture. (We all had seconds and I found that it was best to put the bread cubes in at the very last minute so that they were still semi crunchy when you ate it.)

In a large saute pan, pour water to a depth of 1 1/2 inches. Bring the liquid to just under a boil. One at a time, break the eggs and carefully slip into the water. Cook until the whites are barely firm and the yolks are just glazed, 3-5 minutes. Using a slotted spoon, transfer them to a bowl of cold water. In a saucepan, bring the stock to a boil and then ladle most of it over the bread mixture in the bowls. Using the slotted spoon, place an egg on top of the bread mixture in each bowl. Gently ladle on the remaining hot stock. Sprinkle with the remaining cilantro and serve at once. (I didn't bother with the whole cold water thing. Instead, I just put them right into the soup bowl and poured the stock over them.)

Recipe from the Williams-Sonoma cookbook, "Savoring Soups & Salads." The last recipe for the spinach and kale soup was also based on a recipe in this book.

September 15

Outside my window . . . is a lovely sunset.

I am thinking . . . it's a good thing I'm not going to be seeing anyone this evening because I just ate a ton of garlic. My tongue is actually burning.

I am thankful for . . . the fact that Gossip Girl didn't disappoint me yesterday.

From the kitchen . . . I made soup again. Recipe to follow.

I am wearing . . . back to the jeans and t-shirt. I also just noticed that my jeans have stains on them that obviously did not come out when I washed them. I hate it when you don't notice the stain is still there and then you stick whatever it is in the dryer and set it in even worse than before. Grrrrr. And of course the stain is right on the front of my thigh, so it's completely obvious.

I am going . . . to be needing some kind of treat pretty quick here.

I am reading . . . I finished "Kabul Beauty School" by Deborah Rodriguez today. I read it obsessively all day today. It was really good and it made me want to go work with women in Afghanistan. I would definitely recommend it.

I am hoping . . . that my dad brings something yummy home from the grocery store. He has been sent to go get treats to send to Mark and I made it very clear that he needed to bring something home for me as well.

I am hearing . . . "Fire on the Mountain" by Rob Thomas.

Around the house . . . Have I mentioned that I love the new dryer?

One of my favorite things . . . soup on a rainy(ish) day.

A picture . . . me and Ashlee, my Hallmark Hall of Fame partner in crime.

Monday, September 14, 2009

cheap makeup finds

I've tried tons of mascaras from Dior to that new vibrating mascara (a very odd sensation, BTW) to the tried and true Great Lash mascara. I have to say, though, that I'm really liking this NYC Thickening Mascara and bonus! it's less than two bucks. I think I got it at Target for like $1.79. So if you're looking for a new mascara or, if you're poor like me, I highly recommend this stuff. It goes on clump free, doesn't flake, and pretty much just all around rocks.

I also really like this e.l.f. Plumping Lip Glaze. The color I have isn't sold anymore, which really sucks because it's the perfect nude shade. It doesn't come with a ton of product, and it's kind of hard to get out (maybe that's just me), but the one dollar price tag more than makes up for that. I got mine at KMart, but this brand is also sold at Big Lots.

I have several of their other products that I'm still testing out. They have another lip goop that's a knock-off of my favorite Stila lip gloss, but I don't like it as much. I'll discuss it later when I talk about cheap products that didn't work so well.

September 14, the Gossip Girl Edition

Outside my window . . . it is nice and cool. I love thunderstormy evenings.

I am thinking . . . only 14 minutes until Gossip Girl!

I am thankful for . . . Gossip Girl and more specifically, Chuck B(ad)ass.

From the kitchen . . . my dad made fresh salsa yesterday, so that's what I had for dinner tonight. Delicious.

I am wearing . . . check this out, it's not jeans! Brown cords and a green v-neck hoodie thing.

I am going . . . to hyperventilate if Gossip Girl doesn't start soon.

I am reading . . . "Kabul Beauty School" but I don't remember who it's by and it's in the other room and I don't feel the need to go check.

I am hoping . . . that Gossip Girl is everything I am hoping for and more. Oh, how I've missed C, N, S and B. (But not so much D as he is semi irritating.)

I am hearing . . . the dog barking.

Around the house . . . I just emptied the dishwasher. That's about it.

One of my favorite things . . . Chuck Bass. That was yesterday's favorite thing. I really should come up with another one, but what the heck, let's go crazy. It is Gossip Girl Premier Night, after all!

A picture . . . yup, you guessed it . . . Chuck Bass!!!

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Spinach and Kale Soup

3 or 4 potatoes, peeled and diced
1 onion, diced
some garlic (two-ish heaping spoonfuls of the already chopped kind)
4ish cans of chicken broth
a bunch of kale, rip the leaf part off and get rid of the stems*
a little less than a bag of spinach*
salt and pepper
sour cream for topping

potato croutons
3-4 potatoes, peeled and in small dices
olive oil
salt and pepper

a bunch of good bread, cut into chunks
1/4 to 1/3 cup olive oil
4 or 5 garlic cloves
salt and pepper
whatever seasonings you want

To make the soup, combine the potatoes, onion and garlic in the stock. Simmer until potatoes are soft. Add the spinach and kale, stir until it's all incorporated. It seems like a ton, but it cooks down a lot. Let it cook a couple minutes, then puree in batches. Put it back in the pan. Season to taste with the cumin and salt and pepper.

For the potato croutons, toss the potatoes into some hot olive oil in a frying pan. Season with lots of cumin and some salt and pepper. Cook until the potatoes are done-crispy on the outside, soft on the inside. It takes about 15 minutes.

For the bread croutons, toss the olive oil and garlic into a food processor, or something of the sort. I used a Magic Bullet. Blend it for a while until it's well, for lack of a better word, blended. Pour it over the bread cubes and mix it all together. Let it sit for a little while so the bread absorbs the oil. Season with salt and pepper and whatever seasonings you want. I used Greek seasoning, but you can use whatever floats your boat. I just use Greek seasoning on pretty much everything because it is delicious. Throw it all into a big frying pan. I think I added some more olive oil to the pan. I like juicy croutons. Cook it until the bread magically turns into croutons. Make sure you turn it a lot so it doesn't burn, which it tends to do if you aren't careful.

Serve up the soup and top it with sour cream, potato croutons and bread croutons. This probably made like 6-8 servings.

*You can pretty much use whatever kind of greens you want.

September 13

Outside my window . . . I'm hearing thunder. Hopefully we'll get a good Fall storm. I love it when it rains.

I am thinking . . . I have to remember to turn in my add/drop card tomorrow seeing as how it's the last day to do so.


From the kitchen . . . I made soup again for dinner. We're a soup family. We could live on the stuff. I made a spinach and kale soup that was delicious. Recipe to follow.

I am wearing . . . nightie-night clothes.

I am going . . . to go to bed early tonight. I am determined.

I am reading . . . I think I've officially given up on "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies." I'll have to start something new tonight.

I am hoping . . . that my new co-worker is cool. I have my first lab meeting of the semester tomorrow. All of my previous co-workers have abandoned me (mostly by graduating), so I'm going to have to train some people.

I am hearing . . . the "Rent" soundtrack. This is definitely my favorite musical of all time. I saw it when I was 16 or 17 and have been obsessed with it ever since.

Around the house . . . the Ikea bed is like half finished. We've lost a little steam.

One of my favorite things . . . Chuck Bass.

A picture . . . two of my favorite people. And that nasty Vanessa girl.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

September 12

Outside my window . . . it looks kinda bare. We only had one tree taken out of the back yard, but it left a huge gap.

I am thinking . . . that I'm stuffed and I really want to watch a Hallmark Hall of Fame movie tonight.

I am thankful for . . . Diet Coke.

From the kitchen . . . tonight for dinner I made a delicious pasta (spaghetti, fresh basil, grape tomatoes, zucchini and garlic, tossed with olive oil and red wine vinegar) and pan-seared scallops.

I am wearing . . . paint splattered sweats and a t-shirt.

I am going . . . to go get some cinnamon bears after I'm done with this. Dinner isn't complete without some kind of treat.

I am reading . . . "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies" still and I also still can't decide whether or not I like it. I'm leaning towards no. I don't know if I'll finish it.

I am hoping . . . that the headache I feel coming on doesn't turn into a migraine.

I am hearing . . . "Oh Darling" by The Beatles.

Around the house . . . we finished painting the bedroom, now we just need to put together the bed and go buy some bedding and curtains.

One of my favorite things . . . cooking. I've been doing a lot more of it lately than usual and I am loving every minute of it.

A picture . . . My parents. I think it's right after they got married, just before they left for their honeymoon.

Friday, September 11, 2009

September 11

Outside my window . . . is the sound of a chainsaw. We've got a guy cutting down a sick tree in our backyard.

I am thinking . . . I should really attempt to be productive. Hahaha! That'll happen!

I am thankful for . . . America. And candy corn.

From the kitchen . . . holy shiz, my soup from yesterday was amazing. You must make this. It's a definite keeper.

I am wearing . . . jeans and a t-shirt. I should probably just take this question out, since this is all I ever really wear.

I am going . . . nowhere. Not metaphorically in life or anything; I'm just staying home this evening.

I am reading . . . "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies" still. I can't decide whether or not I like it.

I am hoping . . . that it will cool off soon.

I am hearing . . . "Praan" by Garry Schyman.

Around the house . . . I'm really enjoying the new washing machine. I just want to wash everything, even if it's already clean.

One of my favorite things . . . good music.

A picture . . . Me and a monkey, Gibraltar, 1987. Unfortunately he couldn't come home with us.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

September 10

Outside my window . . . it is abnormally quiet. Massive amounts of birds live in my backyard because my dad is obsessive about feeding them. It's kind of creepy when I can't hear them. It's almost too quiet.

I am thinking . . . that I need to go study.

I am thankful for . . . my family.

From the kitchen . . . I'm making Zucchini Soup with Lemon Cumin Shrimp and Cilantro Creme for dinner tonight. Hopefully it'll be as tasty as it sounds. I'll let you know.

I am wearing . . . jeans and a t-shirt.

I am going . . . to Harmons to pick up some cilantro and a lemon.

I am reading . . . I Just finished reading "Catching Fire" by Suzanne Collins. It's the second book in the Hunger Games series. We got it last night and I was up almost all night reading it. If you haven't read these books, you should check them out. They're Young Adult, so they're quick reads. Now that I'm done with that one, it'll be back to "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies."

I am hoping . . . that my soup turns out o.k. It's a cold soup and I'm not too sure about that.

I am hearing . . . "Season of Love" by Shiny Toy Guns.

Around the house . . . RC Willey delivered our new coffee and end tables today, along with a new Bosch washer. I'm so excited about the washer! The other one was on its way out.

One of my favorite things . . . gum.

A picture . . . Academy Awards Party 2005 part 2. Chris and Melissa.

and because I'm feeling generous, you get two. Here's Betsy at Emily's wedding. They're sisters and we've been friends for years. Love ya, Bets! You look so sexy!!!

while I'm thinking about it . . .

If any of you want me to include you in the forward list for Mark's missionary emails, please let me know. Thanks!

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Olay Definity Pore Redefining Scrub

The other day my mom kindly commented that I needed some pore minimizer. I, of course, responded with "Yeah, well you need a wrinkle reducer." I did some research, checked out what Sephora had, but couldn't settle on anything that I felt good about spending a lot of (my mom's) money on. Then my mom gave me this stuff. I love it. I noticed a difference after a couple days of using it. And it's 10ish dollars (even cheaper on sale!), compared to the 40 dollar stuff I was debating purchasing. If you have pore issues, I would highly recommend that you get yourself some of this.

Also, since I'm so poor and can only manipulate my mom into buying me so many things, I'm trying to find cheap substitutes for my normal products. I've already found a 2 dollar mascara that I like just as much as the 30 or even 12 dollar stuff, so be watching for that.


Outside my window . . . a bird is being obnoxious.

I am thinking . . . that I'm hungry.

I am thankful for . . . the return of So You Think You Can Dance tonight!!! Hip hip!

From the kitchen . . . For dinner last night I made quiche (with zucchini, broccoli and kale) and kale chips (season and bake the leaves until crispy). We all felt very healthy.

I am wearing . . . my pj's.

I am creating . . . I don't like this one. I'm not creative, so I'm never creating anything.

I am going . . . to school and a meeting with my boss. Which means I'm working, which means money!

I am reading . . . "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies"

I am hoping . . . that there's some quiche left for me to eat.

I am hearing . . . "Fire on the Mountain" by Rob Thomas.

Around the house . . . we were supposed to finish painting yesterday, but that didn't happen. I think we're all kinda over the whole painting thing. Unfortunately this comes in the middle of a room.

One of my favorite things . . . down comforters. It was chilly this morning (yay!) so I got to snuggle up.

A picture . . . Me, Melissa and Ginny. Academy Awards Party 2005. I don't know why my face is so shiny. Love the matching hanger!

Can't stop laughing at these

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

I need an intervention of some sort

I really need to stop watching Little House on the Prairie and all those Love Comes Softly Hallmark Hall of Fame movies. I keep getting this absurd desire to move to the country, become a homesteader, and shun society. Please send help.

Come on get Higher

Here's the song I mentioned in my last post.

September 8

So I saw this on another blog and I'm stealing it. The goal is to do this daily, but we'll see how long that lasts!

Outside my window . . . it's hot. I thought it was supposed to be cooler today. No?

I am thinking . . . about terrorists.

I am thankful for . . . good friends.

From the kitchen . . . I just ate the best omelet ever. I put gouda in it and made a sandwich with toasted sunflower bread. Tasty!

I am wearing . . . jeans that have magically become much looser since I wore them two days ago. Something else to be thankful for!!!

I am creating . . . um . . . very little. A blog entry, I guess.

I am going . . . to run pee real quick, before i float away.

I am reading . . . "How to Run a Traditional Jewish Household" by Blu Greenberg. It's for my Religion in the Home class and it's really cool.

I am hoping . . . that it will cool off quickly. I hate sleeping with only a sheet. It's not as cosy.

I am hearing . . . Sugarland singing "Come On Get Higher". It's a live cover of that Matt Nathanson song and I'm completely obsessed with this version. I'll have to see if I can find it on youtube so that I can share the joy.

Around the house . . . We're working on painting a downstairs bedroom and putting together a cute new bed from Ikea.

One of my favorite things . . . dogs. Especially when they're snuggly.

A picture . . . This is my older brother and me when we lived in Spain. We're pretending to be the bull and matador at the bullfighting ring in Seville.

Season of Love by Shiny Toy Guns

I'm loving this song. And not just because it was on the season finale of Gossip Girl when Chuck Bass (I can't just say Chuck, it must be Chuck Bass) finally tells Blair he loves her. Sigh. Love it.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009


This is the sickest thing I have ever seen. Click at your own risk. Thanks, Traci, for relieving me of my appetite for forever more!

one of those moments

So there's this class that I've been putting off taking and I could never figure out why because it's a stupid, introductory, 100-level class that's required for my major. It should be easy and probably pretty fun, but in the past I would enroll in it, but then drop it because I just didn't want to take it for some reason. Well at this point, there's no escaping it. I'm a Senior, I'll be done soon, I have to take it. I had it yesterday morning and I walked into the class, sat down amongst all the wee freshmen, and commenced to mentally roll my eyes, questioning the necessity of the class. And then the professor came in and she was all blond and skinny and tan and perfectly dressed, and at that point the mental eye rolling went into overdrive and I just shook my head and slouched down in my seat, wondering how I was going to endure the semester. But then she started to talk. She told us how she's 34 and had just gotten married two months before, and she talked about how almost all of her siblings got married before she did, and how she had kind of gone from occupation to occupation, etc., etc. And that's when I realized that the reason I hadn't taken this class before now was because I needed to take it with her, and I needed to hear what she had to say. I love it when you can look back and see how things worked out exactly the way they were supposed to. It wouldn't have been nearly as meaningful of a class if it had been taught by someone who hasn't been through the same things that I'm going through: being single while the culture around you promotes getting married ASAP and most of your friends got married years ago, at 19/20; not really knowing what you want to do with your life, but trying to pick yourself up and move on even though things haven't really turned out the way you thought they would. I love that when she talks about the wait being worth it, I'm not thinking "um . . . your life appears to have gone exactly as planned, so please cease speaking to me." So now I'm actually kinda excited about this class that I've been putting off and dreading for so long. Seriously, I love moments like this!

Haven Kimmel

One of my favorite non-fiction writers is Haven Kimmel. She's written several novels, but it's her two memoirs that are friggin' awesome. If you haven't read them, I would highly suggest that you do so. I'm currently rereading She Got Up Off the Couch and Other Heroic Acts from Mooreland, Indiana. (BTW, does anyone know how to underline in Blogger? It always bugs me when I can't underline a title. Yes, I am that anal.) Here's a little quote from the book that made me laugh. This is Haven talking about her sister:
  • "Melinda was pretty without meaning to be and without trying. She just couldn't help it. Her hair was blue-black and her eyes were gray-green with long black lashes and she had the sweetest smile in the world. Never mind that she was made of pure Satan . . . " (Pg. 50)
I love it. Go get these two books. You won't regret it, I promise.