So I'm back home. And by that I mean Ephraim. And oddly enough I'm jamming out to Elvis's Christmas music. It's... a new experience. I've never been much of an Elvis fan. There's only one king, and his name is George, thanks.
I got home about an hour before Karlee got here, and so I hit 'Wally World' to spend the 20 Cherene my aunt gave me (just so I could catch up to mama queen) on Christmas Decorations. I've seriously been ridiculous amounts of excited to get a little start for my future collection of decorations that are my very own. So I got a cute little Nativity, some window decorations and lights, a flower table arrangement, and a giant red bow to cover the ugly phone jack on our wall. :p I love it! I love my Nativity. It's cutesy.
Also, just to start the festivities of counting down to Christmas for real, I decided to start making my apartment, my 'home' if you will, smell like holidays too! So I made some apple crisp, and put my pumpkin spice candle on the warmer. I love it! I love feeling like a home-maker. I decided that although there are certain times when I rather quite loathe being a girl, I'm grateful for the privileges Heavenly Father gives me, as a woman. It's so fun! Creating and making things more... homey. It's just fun!
Sami and I just got back from Tangled and I've gotta tell you. I fell, and I fell hard.
I thought I was going to melt into a puddle on my seat! Between Mister Handsome animated, the storyline, and the adorable commentary coming from the tiny girl sitting behind us... it was just all melt-worthy! You've gotta see it, ok? Ok. It's settled. :)
I'm so happy that I've got the real Christmas story. My parents have always borne quiet testimonies in the way they've lived and treated life, that help me find for myself that it really is all about Christ. Sure, presents were always fun, but our family home evening lessons would be about baby Jesus. And you can't forget about Mr. Krugar's Christmas! (That one gets me all choked up every time. Without fail.)
I've been sitting here listening to Hymn-type Christmas music with my quilt drinking hot chocolate and looking at the cute decorations. (Yeah. I'm aware of my obsession. :p I'm going to decorators anonymous, so you needn't worry.) (Is "needn't" even a word?) Anyway. My point is. I'm sitting here freezing because I think our heater is broken... and I'm so happy! I just feel so full of light and warmth and bubbly happy feelings! So on the 27th day before Christmas I'm thankful for tears and pain. Yup. That's what I meant to say too. Because after experiencing sorrow, and stress... it makes moments like these seem like little handfuls of heaven.
(I was going to post pictures, but I'm feeling freezing and lazy. So I'll do that tomorrow. :p Happy Saturday to all, and to all a good night!)
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Pre Thanksgiving?
I think yes. :p
(We've been eating a cheese-ball today, because. Ya know. It's the holidays. It's what you do! And Marissa commented that 'Hey, good thing we're being healthy the day before Thanksgiving.' Sarcasm runs in our family- practically gallops!)
So. This is basically how I'm feeling. About this eating before Thanksgiving stuff.
I like to call it, "Shannon in a few years."
(We've been eating a cheese-ball today, because. Ya know. It's the holidays. It's what you do! And Marissa commented that 'Hey, good thing we're being healthy the day before Thanksgiving.' Sarcasm runs in our family- practically gallops!)
So. This is basically how I'm feeling. About this eating before Thanksgiving stuff.
I like to call it, "Shannon in a few years."
Dear home, I love you and the holidays.
It's been so much fun already to be home! I'm so thankful that I have the chance to be in Ephraim and away from home so I get to learn and grow on my own, but also so I appreciate my family and being in their home more than I did before. :) I got to Cedar yesterday afternoon, showered before the sisters got home, and then hugged everyone and went to Harry Potter with Er. It's been fun to become closer with her since the move too. Tonight Bri and I are going to have a sleeping party in her room! What fun, eh?
Well. Today, on the 31st day before Christmas I want to share this short clip of a talk by President Monson with you:
I am the Christmas Spirit.
I enter the home of poverty, causing pale-faced children to open their eyes wide in pleased wonder.
I cause the miser’s clutched hand to relax and thus paint a bright spot on his soul.
I cause the aged to renew their youth and to laugh in the glad old way.
I keep romance alive in the heart of childhood and brighten sleep with dreams woven of magic.
I cause eager feet to climb dark stairways with filled baskets, leaving behind them hearts amazed at the goodness of the world.
I cause the prodigal to pause a moment on his wild, wasteful way, and send to anxious love some little token that releases glad tears—tears which wash away the hard lines of sorrow.
I enter dark prison cells, reminding scarred manhood of what might have been, and pointing forward to good days yet to come.
I come softly into the still, white home of pain; and lips that are too weak to speak just tremble in silent, eloquent gratitude.
In a thousand ways I cause the weary world to look up into the face of God, and for a little moment forget the things that are small and wretched.
I am the Christmas Spirit.
This is the spirit each true Christian seeks. This is the spirit I pray each may find. This is the Christ spirit. No quest is so universal, no undertaking so richly rewarding, no effort so ennobling, no purpose so divine. The Christmas season seems to prompt anew that yearning, that seeking to emulate the Savior of the world.
I love Christmas time. (Yeah, I'm aware that it's still a few days before Thanksgiving. Call me a fanatic.) I love the lights and the cozy fires, hot chocolate and Christmas Caroling. I love decorating for the Holiday, and putting up a tree. I love drawing names for gifts and I love doing the 12 days of Christmas. But most of all I adore the feeling in the air. I love the Christmas Spirit. This is what the real Christmas Spirit is though, and it's my belief that it doesn't have to wait until mid November to show up. :) Christmas is about Christ's birth and life, about all the service he did for others and the example he gave for us. Christmas is about our emulation of our Savior, and I hope that this Christmas is a time for growth in all our lives. :) Merry 31 days before Christmas!
Well. Today, on the 31st day before Christmas I want to share this short clip of a talk by President Monson with you:
I am the Christmas Spirit.
I enter the home of poverty, causing pale-faced children to open their eyes wide in pleased wonder.
I cause the miser’s clutched hand to relax and thus paint a bright spot on his soul.
I cause the aged to renew their youth and to laugh in the glad old way.
I keep romance alive in the heart of childhood and brighten sleep with dreams woven of magic.
I cause eager feet to climb dark stairways with filled baskets, leaving behind them hearts amazed at the goodness of the world.
I cause the prodigal to pause a moment on his wild, wasteful way, and send to anxious love some little token that releases glad tears—tears which wash away the hard lines of sorrow.
I enter dark prison cells, reminding scarred manhood of what might have been, and pointing forward to good days yet to come.
I come softly into the still, white home of pain; and lips that are too weak to speak just tremble in silent, eloquent gratitude.
In a thousand ways I cause the weary world to look up into the face of God, and for a little moment forget the things that are small and wretched.
I am the Christmas Spirit.
This is the spirit each true Christian seeks. This is the spirit I pray each may find. This is the Christ spirit. No quest is so universal, no undertaking so richly rewarding, no effort so ennobling, no purpose so divine. The Christmas season seems to prompt anew that yearning, that seeking to emulate the Savior of the world.
I love Christmas time. (Yeah, I'm aware that it's still a few days before Thanksgiving. Call me a fanatic.) I love the lights and the cozy fires, hot chocolate and Christmas Caroling. I love decorating for the Holiday, and putting up a tree. I love drawing names for gifts and I love doing the 12 days of Christmas. But most of all I adore the feeling in the air. I love the Christmas Spirit. This is what the real Christmas Spirit is though, and it's my belief that it doesn't have to wait until mid November to show up. :) Christmas is about Christ's birth and life, about all the service he did for others and the example he gave for us. Christmas is about our emulation of our Savior, and I hope that this Christmas is a time for growth in all our lives. :) Merry 31 days before Christmas!
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
I'm grateful for lots of things,
although tonight homework is certainly not one of them. And by tonight I mean this morning. Ew. But on the bright side, "Muffins at exactly 3:47 in the morning makes everything better." Even though I was seriously tempted to discard the included streusel and make my own so I could feel like I legitimately made them instead of just plopping a couple of eggs into a mix and calling it good.
Back to being Thankful, I realize it's entirely cliche, but to be frank my dears I just need the break from homework. There's honestly something about being creative and doing something that has no grading rubric that is quite dazzling to me.
I just finished reading my cousin Angie's blog, my roommate Karlee's blog, and my friend Lynae's blog.
Angie, Happy birthday to my beautiful cousin! That husband of yours is a keeper. I giggled at the surprise gifts and you doing whatever it was right to earn them. :p What a creative guy!
Karlee, oh you silly girl you. :D Whatever would I do without you? I giggled profusely at your post. Which is nothing out of the ordinary. I wish I was clever like that girl. Seriously folks, you've gotta read her blog because it's quite inspiring when it comes to quick wit. :)
Lynae, you my dear are what inspired the title of this post. And the soon to be listed things of my gratefulness. I loved your post! You're such a sweetie and I miss talking to you! Just so you know.
Now that I've sufficiently paid tribute to the awesome girls of whom I just spoke of...
I'm so grateful for my roommates. They're each so different and so fun to be around! All of them have something to contribute to our home and I'm glad that we're all friends and examples to each other.
Sami is the one who's literally always smiling. Except for maybe once but that was because she was doing one out of a badrillion hours of homework and was stuck on a problem. She's so dedicated to her studies, but still manages to have fun! And she always laughs, which is so contagious that even if you're having the worst day in your life you can't help but giggle with her.
Tori is one strong girl. She's really good at balancing everything because she gets schoolwork done, has time to do things she wants to do, plays with us roommates, and dates like a madwoman! She's kinda funny to share a bathroom with because she's always got to look nice. :) She fixed her hair and makeup once to go hot tubbing I think. (And even if she didn't, it's so something she'd at least consider. She always looks so cute!) Tor is who she is and for the most part doesn't really worry about what anyone else thinks. She's our FHE mom, and so sometimes she acts like our mom. Which is sort of fun on occasion. Oh. And she's also the poof master. ("It's called Delta." ;) Haha)
Alisha is the athletic, gorgeous, confident one. She's got guys swarming I tell you. Ya know the ice cream rule? She was the first to buy. :p Lish brought us to her home on Sunday for dinner and she's got the sweetest family. Her dad told us all that if we ever needed anything- day or night- we could call him and he'd help us out. (We all got pretty teary over that one missing our own daddys.) On the ride home- which was fast and furious as usual- she told us stories about her dad. She loves her family and her friends but doesn't let anyone tell her who to be. She's got her own opinions and personality and no one sways her.
Jill is the protective spastic one. I absolutely love her to death and her post-it pictures and notes at wee hours of the morning. She's got her own opinions too (I just realized my apartment is full of strong personalities. Haha it's quite exciting.) Jill is fiercely loyal to those she loves and has this quiet side that you can see just below the surface sometimes when she's got something on her mind. Jill is also the most legit car dancer I've ever seen in my life, and she's got a super cute giggle... which is hilarious when she's on one and collapses on the floor in giggles. :D
Karlee is the freakin supermodel tall skinny girl who marches to the beat of her own drum. She's got one of the most unique personalities ever, and her sense of humor keeps things hopping around here. :) She does lots of hand dances when she sings along with the music and she's the one who usually understands best what I'm trying to say. I love our silly chats! Also, she's got an addiction to eyeshadow- sorta like I do. It's just the funnest stuff! Ask her about it, she'll tell ya! :p
That's everyone... oh. Except for me.
I like to think I'm the cute sweet domestic one, but I'm guessing I'm more of the dramatic influence... which has sorta been my niche forever I think. (Right dad? :p)
We actually get along pretty well compared to all the horror stories and other apartment drama I hear about. That's probably something to be seriously grateful for, because living in a six girl apartment is like estrogen overload. It's bound to get ugly every once in a while. But our 'uglies' are more like 'not the best hair days'. :)
I'm also grateful for technology. And by that I mean cell phones. Ever since Alfred's fatal swim I've realized how much I miss calling my mother to visit or talking out on the balcony to my buddy, My dad. Tonight I borrowed Sam's phone to call my sisters for a Human Development assignment, and it was so much fun to visit with all four of them. They've got such individual personalities... I love them so much! I can't wait for our catching up time over Thanksgiving break. :D (P.S, speaking of personalities, this picture sort of captures them perfectly... sorry Er, you're the photographer in this one. I'll look for a personality one of you.)
I'm grateful for my mom and all the sacrifices she's made my whole life to teach me everything that she has. I remember playing with food colored water and a kitchen set blender on the counter while she did other things around the Kitchen. I made more mess than "experiment", but she let me have hands on experiences like that all the time! I remember lots of times cooking with her when I was little, and hours of stories being read to me. I remember her playing with us, and helping us clean our room when we were too little to stay focused long enough to get it done. :p My mom is amazing. And sitting here looking at the muffins in one of her old muffin tins makes me want to just give her a big hug! (So mom, here's your not quite as good as it should be, Internet hug: *HUG!*)
I'm grateful for the example my dad's set for me my whole life. He's always been such a hard worker, and so patient with his girls. We have pictures of this little mushroom haired girl sitting by the old blue truck while dad fixed it. (Yeah. That was me. The mushroom hair was adorable I'm sure.) He let us tag along for pretty much everything. When I went through my phase of, "(GASP!) What if my parents ever got divorced?? Who would I pick??" I usually figured I'd better go with dad and help him out. :p You see? I'm sure us little 'hooligans' were more of a hindrance than anything, but he somehow made us feel like we were his right hand men. Figuratively speaking of course. Seeing how we're not men. :)
I'm grateful for his visible, but not shown off, testimony of everything in the gospel. Being the seminary teacher made that more prominent to us I think, and I'm glad for that. My dad is so good with people, and so good at speaking. He's constantly doing missionary work, just by the way he lives and treats people. He makes everyone feel important, and like a good friend.
I'm so grateful for my extended family too. I never fully realized how blessed I am to have such great families on both sides. I just always assumed that's how it was for everyone, but as I've grown older I've discovered that such is not the case all the time, which is truly sad. I don't know what I'd do without all the examples and prayers and heroes I have in my family. We're so lucky to be as close as we are, in where we live, and relationship wise. I love my family so much!
Also, I'm grateful for the experiences life brings. Not all of them are hunky dory, of course- but that's what makes me so grateful. I've come to know my Savior even more personally than I did before, and I've learned that even when I feel completely alone, Heavenly Father and Christ's love for me is so overwhelming that I can't help but feel at peace. The most incredible part of that is the overwhelming loved feeling usually comes at times when I feel like I should be feeling an absence of love. When I'm slacking in my school work, or when I'm feeling ornery and snap at those I love. When I stumble and make mistakes- they always love me more than I can even comprehend, and that's beautiful to me.
I'm thankful for music. I've always really loved it, but I'm starting to find new tastes and discovering my love for that medium of art even more. I love the power it holds, how it speaks emotions that words can't. Its' the song of my heart, and I love to just revel in it's wonder. There's always music playing at my apartment. Sometimes it's quiet church music, sometimes it's crazy dance party music, and sometimes it's country- which I love that my roommates love! Music is what sets the tone in our home here at Snow College, and I'm grateful that we've got it down pretty good.
And now, at a quarter to five, I'm grateful for eyelids. I'm about to visit the depths and insides of mine. :p Good morning to all... I'm goin to bed.
Back to being Thankful, I realize it's entirely cliche, but to be frank my dears I just need the break from homework. There's honestly something about being creative and doing something that has no grading rubric that is quite dazzling to me.
I just finished reading my cousin Angie's blog, my roommate Karlee's blog, and my friend Lynae's blog.
Angie, Happy birthday to my beautiful cousin! That husband of yours is a keeper. I giggled at the surprise gifts and you doing whatever it was right to earn them. :p What a creative guy!
Karlee, oh you silly girl you. :D Whatever would I do without you? I giggled profusely at your post. Which is nothing out of the ordinary. I wish I was clever like that girl. Seriously folks, you've gotta read her blog because it's quite inspiring when it comes to quick wit. :)
Lynae, you my dear are what inspired the title of this post. And the soon to be listed things of my gratefulness. I loved your post! You're such a sweetie and I miss talking to you! Just so you know.
Now that I've sufficiently paid tribute to the awesome girls of whom I just spoke of...
I'm so grateful for my roommates. They're each so different and so fun to be around! All of them have something to contribute to our home and I'm glad that we're all friends and examples to each other.
Sami is the one who's literally always smiling. Except for maybe once but that was because she was doing one out of a badrillion hours of homework and was stuck on a problem. She's so dedicated to her studies, but still manages to have fun! And she always laughs, which is so contagious that even if you're having the worst day in your life you can't help but giggle with her.
Tori is one strong girl. She's really good at balancing everything because she gets schoolwork done, has time to do things she wants to do, plays with us roommates, and dates like a madwoman! She's kinda funny to share a bathroom with because she's always got to look nice. :) She fixed her hair and makeup once to go hot tubbing I think. (And even if she didn't, it's so something she'd at least consider. She always looks so cute!) Tor is who she is and for the most part doesn't really worry about what anyone else thinks. She's our FHE mom, and so sometimes she acts like our mom. Which is sort of fun on occasion. Oh. And she's also the poof master. ("It's called Delta." ;) Haha)
Alisha is the athletic, gorgeous, confident one. She's got guys swarming I tell you. Ya know the ice cream rule? She was the first to buy. :p Lish brought us to her home on Sunday for dinner and she's got the sweetest family. Her dad told us all that if we ever needed anything- day or night- we could call him and he'd help us out. (We all got pretty teary over that one missing our own daddys.) On the ride home- which was fast and furious as usual- she told us stories about her dad. She loves her family and her friends but doesn't let anyone tell her who to be. She's got her own opinions and personality and no one sways her.
Jill is the protective spastic one. I absolutely love her to death and her post-it pictures and notes at wee hours of the morning. She's got her own opinions too (I just realized my apartment is full of strong personalities. Haha it's quite exciting.) Jill is fiercely loyal to those she loves and has this quiet side that you can see just below the surface sometimes when she's got something on her mind. Jill is also the most legit car dancer I've ever seen in my life, and she's got a super cute giggle... which is hilarious when she's on one and collapses on the floor in giggles. :D
Karlee is the freakin supermodel tall skinny girl who marches to the beat of her own drum. She's got one of the most unique personalities ever, and her sense of humor keeps things hopping around here. :) She does lots of hand dances when she sings along with the music and she's the one who usually understands best what I'm trying to say. I love our silly chats! Also, she's got an addiction to eyeshadow- sorta like I do. It's just the funnest stuff! Ask her about it, she'll tell ya! :p
That's everyone... oh. Except for me.
I like to think I'm the cute sweet domestic one, but I'm guessing I'm more of the dramatic influence... which has sorta been my niche forever I think. (Right dad? :p)
We actually get along pretty well compared to all the horror stories and other apartment drama I hear about. That's probably something to be seriously grateful for, because living in a six girl apartment is like estrogen overload. It's bound to get ugly every once in a while. But our 'uglies' are more like 'not the best hair days'. :)
I'm also grateful for technology. And by that I mean cell phones. Ever since Alfred's fatal swim I've realized how much I miss calling my mother to visit or talking out on the balcony to my buddy, My dad. Tonight I borrowed Sam's phone to call my sisters for a Human Development assignment, and it was so much fun to visit with all four of them. They've got such individual personalities... I love them so much! I can't wait for our catching up time over Thanksgiving break. :D (P.S, speaking of personalities, this picture sort of captures them perfectly... sorry Er, you're the photographer in this one. I'll look for a personality one of you.)
I'm grateful for my mom and all the sacrifices she's made my whole life to teach me everything that she has. I remember playing with food colored water and a kitchen set blender on the counter while she did other things around the Kitchen. I made more mess than "experiment", but she let me have hands on experiences like that all the time! I remember lots of times cooking with her when I was little, and hours of stories being read to me. I remember her playing with us, and helping us clean our room when we were too little to stay focused long enough to get it done. :p My mom is amazing. And sitting here looking at the muffins in one of her old muffin tins makes me want to just give her a big hug! (So mom, here's your not quite as good as it should be, Internet hug: *HUG!*)
I'm grateful for the example my dad's set for me my whole life. He's always been such a hard worker, and so patient with his girls. We have pictures of this little mushroom haired girl sitting by the old blue truck while dad fixed it. (Yeah. That was me. The mushroom hair was adorable I'm sure.) He let us tag along for pretty much everything. When I went through my phase of, "(GASP!) What if my parents ever got divorced?? Who would I pick??" I usually figured I'd better go with dad and help him out. :p You see? I'm sure us little 'hooligans' were more of a hindrance than anything, but he somehow made us feel like we were his right hand men. Figuratively speaking of course. Seeing how we're not men. :)
I'm grateful for his visible, but not shown off, testimony of everything in the gospel. Being the seminary teacher made that more prominent to us I think, and I'm glad for that. My dad is so good with people, and so good at speaking. He's constantly doing missionary work, just by the way he lives and treats people. He makes everyone feel important, and like a good friend.
I'm so grateful for my extended family too. I never fully realized how blessed I am to have such great families on both sides. I just always assumed that's how it was for everyone, but as I've grown older I've discovered that such is not the case all the time, which is truly sad. I don't know what I'd do without all the examples and prayers and heroes I have in my family. We're so lucky to be as close as we are, in where we live, and relationship wise. I love my family so much!
Also, I'm grateful for the experiences life brings. Not all of them are hunky dory, of course- but that's what makes me so grateful. I've come to know my Savior even more personally than I did before, and I've learned that even when I feel completely alone, Heavenly Father and Christ's love for me is so overwhelming that I can't help but feel at peace. The most incredible part of that is the overwhelming loved feeling usually comes at times when I feel like I should be feeling an absence of love. When I'm slacking in my school work, or when I'm feeling ornery and snap at those I love. When I stumble and make mistakes- they always love me more than I can even comprehend, and that's beautiful to me.
I'm thankful for music. I've always really loved it, but I'm starting to find new tastes and discovering my love for that medium of art even more. I love the power it holds, how it speaks emotions that words can't. Its' the song of my heart, and I love to just revel in it's wonder. There's always music playing at my apartment. Sometimes it's quiet church music, sometimes it's crazy dance party music, and sometimes it's country- which I love that my roommates love! Music is what sets the tone in our home here at Snow College, and I'm grateful that we've got it down pretty good.
And now, at a quarter to five, I'm grateful for eyelids. I'm about to visit the depths and insides of mine. :p Good morning to all... I'm goin to bed.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Fort building is not for the 'grown up' of heart...
You have to be seven years old still. Like me! And Matt. Also, for the record this was possibly the bestest fort I've ever made! People texted some of my roommates asking if we built one because they could see it from outside! (Yeah. It was that good.)
Check it out!!!
Check it out!!!
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Retro anyone?
Last night was one of the bestest dances of my whole entire existence.
Based on the title I'm sure you all know why. :D
My roommies and I got some awesome costumes (Thanks to Wally World) and got totally decked out to dance the night away! Tyler, Trever, and Derek (some of the A10 men) and some of the Snow Blast children came over to snap some pictures before going over to the AC and turning into 80's rockstars! (Hey baby I'm a rock star!!)
After the dance I went on a Denny's run with Ryan (after we checked out Courtney's super awesome fort and ratified fort rules and fort nick names :p) and then this morning I woke up to being BODY SLAMMED. Yeah. Matt stinkin Fausett body slammed me awake. And then my apartment and Matt made brunch! Nothin's better than Breakfast at 2 in the morning and then again at 2 in the afternoon! Haha. Now we're all veggin and I'm trying to come up with adventurous ideas.
P.S I really can't wait until Thanksgiving so I can go hang out with my family! Strangely enough I miss those folks quite a bit.
Oh! P.P.S.
"... Here lies Alfred, Shannon's faithful cellular device. His life was one of adventure, swimming in toilet bowls, hiding in snowbanks and even skydiving off of the third floor balcony of Shannon's residence. Poor Alfred just couldn't handle round two of toilet swimming I guess. May he rest in piece." :p
I think I'm practically in a bubble of non-communication now. Cut off from the world.
I miss Alfred.
Based on the title I'm sure you all know why. :D
My roommies and I got some awesome costumes (Thanks to Wally World) and got totally decked out to dance the night away! Tyler, Trever, and Derek (some of the A10 men) and some of the Snow Blast children came over to snap some pictures before going over to the AC and turning into 80's rockstars! (Hey baby I'm a rock star!!)
After the dance I went on a Denny's run with Ryan (after we checked out Courtney's super awesome fort and ratified fort rules and fort nick names :p) and then this morning I woke up to being BODY SLAMMED. Yeah. Matt stinkin Fausett body slammed me awake. And then my apartment and Matt made brunch! Nothin's better than Breakfast at 2 in the morning and then again at 2 in the afternoon! Haha. Now we're all veggin and I'm trying to come up with adventurous ideas.
P.S I really can't wait until Thanksgiving so I can go hang out with my family! Strangely enough I miss those folks quite a bit.
Oh! P.P.S.
"... Here lies Alfred, Shannon's faithful cellular device. His life was one of adventure, swimming in toilet bowls, hiding in snowbanks and even skydiving off of the third floor balcony of Shannon's residence. Poor Alfred just couldn't handle round two of toilet swimming I guess. May he rest in piece." :p
I think I'm practically in a bubble of non-communication now. Cut off from the world.
I miss Alfred.
Friday, November 19, 2010
War paint to face He who should not be named, and other such fun.
We're super attractive huh? (Actually, if we're bein honest here I think his war paint- compliments of Shannon- looks pretty darn awesome. And I look like a french clown who should probably be locked up in padded solitary confinement.)
We finger painted. It was pretty marvelous... and then we all (and by 'we all' I mean Tori, Jill, Lish, Trever, Zack, Tyler, and Katie) went to Nephi to the midnight premiere of Harry Potter. I'm stealing pictures from Alisha later to put on here. :p
So basically that's all I have to say. That was sorta boring.
But hey! It's Friday!! :D
(Muahahaha!)
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Kitchen time= Happy time
Today I felt grumpy. And so after everything (including a Walmart trip of which I've decided I don't love)I came home and I did what any normal girl would do.
I hit the kitchen.
I made yummy Dijonnaise Chicken, onion rice, and steamed vegetables.
Like I said... Yummy.
And then since I was on a roll I whipped up these puppies!
(P.S That's Skylar Hardman, Ryan Andelin, and Alisha Peckham... and then the masterpiece!)
The Chicken was super easy, and soooo delcious! I definitely recommend it. The chocolate sauce was from scratch, and was pretty marvelous too! It makes a lot though, so we just put it in a jar to save for ice cream. Of which Sammi owes us! (Bwahahahahaaa!!!!!!)
Here's the recipes:
Dijonnaise Chicken
Ingredients
• 4 skinless, boneless chicken breast halves
• 1/4 cup prepared Dijon mustard mayonnaise blend
• 1/4 cup olive oil
• 1 tablespoon fresh lemon juice
• 1 teaspoon lemon pepper
• 1 teaspoon salt
• 1 teaspoon chicken bouillon granules
Directions
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
2. Place chicken in a 9x13 inch baking dish. In a medium bowl, mix the mustard-mayonnaise blend, olive oil, lemon juice, lemon pepper, salt, and bouillon. Pour the mixture over the chicken.
3. Bake 30 minutes in the preheated oven, or until chicken is no longer pink and juices run clear.
See? Super easy.
Here's the dessert stuff:
Dessert Crepes
Ingredients
4 eggs, lightly beaten
1 1/3 cups milk
2 tablespoons butter, melted
1 cup all-purpose flour
2 tablespoons white sugar
1/2 teaspoon salt
Directions
In large bowl, whisk together eggs, milk, melted butter, flour sugar and salt until smooth.
Heat a medium-sized skillet or crepe pan over medium heat. Grease pan with a small amount of butter or oil applied with a brush or paper towel. Using a serving spoon or small ladle, spoon about 3 tablespoons crepe batter into hot pan, tilting the pan so that bottom surface is evenly coated. Cook over medium heat, 1 to 2 minutes on a side, or until golden brown. Serve immediately.
Chocolate Sauce
Ingredients
• 2/3 cup unsweetened cocoa
• 1 2/3 cups white sugar
• 1 1/4 cups water
• 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Directions
1. In a medium saucepan over medium heat, combine cocoa, sugar and water. Bring to a boil and let boil 1 minute. Remove from heat and stir in vanilla.
It's pretty runny so I mixed some flour with condensed milk and water and stirred that in until it was thicker. The crepe's were really good with peanut butter and the chocolate sauce. Just a tip. :p
Fun Times in B9! We're pretty much awesome. Also check out this bad boy,
Haha this is one of Alisha's letters. It smells manly. And the adorable star fish is holding it up. Which was obvious. But I just wanted to point out it's adorableness.
Also I did my hair curly today. Part of me thought, "Hey! Cute!" Part of me thought. "Great. I'm a poodle."
Welp. I think that's basically the end of the pictures. But you have GOT to see these silly videos. Oh mylanta. I'm not even sure what to say at this point haha.
I hit the kitchen.
I made yummy Dijonnaise Chicken, onion rice, and steamed vegetables.
Like I said... Yummy.
And then since I was on a roll I whipped up these puppies!
(P.S That's Skylar Hardman, Ryan Andelin, and Alisha Peckham... and then the masterpiece!)
The Chicken was super easy, and soooo delcious! I definitely recommend it. The chocolate sauce was from scratch, and was pretty marvelous too! It makes a lot though, so we just put it in a jar to save for ice cream. Of which Sammi owes us! (Bwahahahahaaa!!!!!!)
Here's the recipes:
Dijonnaise Chicken
Ingredients
• 4 skinless, boneless chicken breast halves
• 1/4 cup prepared Dijon mustard mayonnaise blend
• 1/4 cup olive oil
• 1 tablespoon fresh lemon juice
• 1 teaspoon lemon pepper
• 1 teaspoon salt
• 1 teaspoon chicken bouillon granules
Directions
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C).
2. Place chicken in a 9x13 inch baking dish. In a medium bowl, mix the mustard-mayonnaise blend, olive oil, lemon juice, lemon pepper, salt, and bouillon. Pour the mixture over the chicken.
3. Bake 30 minutes in the preheated oven, or until chicken is no longer pink and juices run clear.
See? Super easy.
Here's the dessert stuff:
Dessert Crepes
Ingredients
4 eggs, lightly beaten
1 1/3 cups milk
2 tablespoons butter, melted
1 cup all-purpose flour
2 tablespoons white sugar
1/2 teaspoon salt
Directions
In large bowl, whisk together eggs, milk, melted butter, flour sugar and salt until smooth.
Heat a medium-sized skillet or crepe pan over medium heat. Grease pan with a small amount of butter or oil applied with a brush or paper towel. Using a serving spoon or small ladle, spoon about 3 tablespoons crepe batter into hot pan, tilting the pan so that bottom surface is evenly coated. Cook over medium heat, 1 to 2 minutes on a side, or until golden brown. Serve immediately.
Chocolate Sauce
Ingredients
• 2/3 cup unsweetened cocoa
• 1 2/3 cups white sugar
• 1 1/4 cups water
• 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
Directions
1. In a medium saucepan over medium heat, combine cocoa, sugar and water. Bring to a boil and let boil 1 minute. Remove from heat and stir in vanilla.
It's pretty runny so I mixed some flour with condensed milk and water and stirred that in until it was thicker. The crepe's were really good with peanut butter and the chocolate sauce. Just a tip. :p
Fun Times in B9! We're pretty much awesome. Also check out this bad boy,
Haha this is one of Alisha's letters. It smells manly. And the adorable star fish is holding it up. Which was obvious. But I just wanted to point out it's adorableness.
Also I did my hair curly today. Part of me thought, "Hey! Cute!" Part of me thought. "Great. I'm a poodle."
Welp. I think that's basically the end of the pictures. But you have GOT to see these silly videos. Oh mylanta. I'm not even sure what to say at this point haha.
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