Happy 4th.

We had some people over for a bbq/swim/games on Sat july 3rd. I painted my face like this.

1. It seamed to confuse people.
2. I tried making more cake pops, but used chocolate melts instead of almond bark, and it was NOT a success. I didn't put them out to share

3. I made a bunch of napkin rings in an attempt to contribute to our much neglected work blog. Here is one, but if you want to see a couple of the other ones I made that weren't completely horrible, click here.

A scallop for Sunday, A scallop for Tuesday

I've been seeing scallop recipes lately.
I've never made scallops.
I've never eaten scallops.
I wanted to try scallops.
I bought scallops at costco.

Sunday, I tried one recipe.
The recipe reviews said it was amazing.
it was ok.
It called for white wine, but I used a white Brut Champagne.
Maybe my champagne for wine swap is to blame.
I don't know the difference. Different grapes?
... or maybe I'm just not a scallop girl.

And now for an alcohol story!
I couldn't find any wine or champane at Macey's.
I don't think they sell it.
I didn't want to buy cooking wine.
I heard cooking wine is highly inferior/nasty.
All I found was 2 varieties of this (below) and one Brut Champagne.


This gave me the giggles. I didn't know there was such a thing as Alcohol removed wines. It figures that it is the only stuff Maceys sells.

DOES ANY ONE KNOW THE SHELF LIFE OF WINE/CHAMPAGNE?
How long can I cook with it?
I guess I'll have to google.

Anyhow, today I tried Recipe #2.


It came out very pretty.

But it only tasted OK.
And I still have a lot of scallops left to test recipes on.

After last week's huge Challot (Challah) success, I decided to try a second recipe from the bread book. For this I purchased my first saffron. That is right, I bought the most expensive spice... in the world.
I was very excited for this recipe for Lemon Saffron Tea Bread. Very lovely looking.


I didn't have a bunt pan (though I do have some bunt pan accessories thanks to Brett's christmas shopping ... he he he), so mine was not nearly as pretty, but it smelled pretty good in the oven.

Unfortunately, it wasn't that awesome...not nasty, but nothing to ever make again. We liked the Challah much much better. I ended up putting it into my mini-triffle bowls with homemade jam and whip cream, and that was decently good, though I doubt the leftover bread will get eaten.

MONDAY WAS A HOLIDAY
and we had a lazy food weekend for the most part. Friday B's Dad and Uncle Mark came over. We ate Some Papa Murphy's take n' bake pizzas and played "Dominion" (I got this for B's birthday), and "Coliseum."
On Monday, we had some of B's cousins over ( Cameron; Austin, his wife Tracie, and their baby boy). Once again, we had Papa Murphy's and played the same two games.

I enjoy having people over. It helps me fulfill my social need, and motivates me to clean the house.

My roommate is so famous....

She was on the news for a whole 5 seconds, and they even let her talk.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KrpCjmYv9c0&feature=channel

Grandma Juice

I thought I should take a few of Gma Joyce before I move. Here is one. More eventually, hopefully,
But I gotta get back to the work that pays my paychecks( even if it takes a month to get them to go cash)


I also have 1 more ready from Cassandra's. this one is one of the serious ones.

Join us for VD

Ha ha, that sounds bad. Valentine's Day.... not, you know...

I realize few of the readers actually live near by, but I'd like to share my Valentine's day with youuuuuuuuuu. SIngle friends included.

I'm not into the crowded uncomfortable bad service restaurant concept.


Saturday, February 14
TIme: Magic Mountain 10am (if enough people are interested, we'll make this an all day thing.)
Dinner: time TBD... Depends on who is interested in joining us for a homemade adventure.
Games: After Dinner
Bring your single friends too, why not.

Charlotte

Since people keep asking me

I spent New Years with B, my H.S. BFF, and a Cop...

Sounds intriguing, doesn't it. 

We played Garage band.

Lombardi Ranch!

This morning Brett went out shootin" with Matt (my friend Lisa's Boyfriend), Mel (aforementioned Lisa's dad), and a few others (from Lisa's ward). Except for Brett, every one in their group was either in the Police force or had not at some point been a part of the military. He was flattered when someone asked if he was in the military (because he is that good, baby). He also won a pool of 6 bucks (they each put in, that is right, a buck) when they had a little shooting competition. High five, baby! You da won!

Afterwards Matt and Brett cleaned their guns, then Lisa came over and we all headed out to Lombardi ranch. It is the kind of place that makes you wish you had kids, because kids would go nuts at this place.

juarritos.

I've always wanted to try these soda's. A few weeks ago we had dinner with friends of mine, and then came back for a game. Naturally we had to have a treat, so I bought one of every flavor and we had a tasting. We didn't make it through them all though. Maybe next time.


The "super Kolashampane"Tastes like Barques Red Cream soda..

I hope you like pictures of me (and other people).

Yup, I think I will be vommiting photographs all night long, because photos are pretty useless when you do not share them.

Story time


Meet Jess and Steve. Jess was once upon a time one of my roommates, for about 1 month. THen we were neighbors (and eventually roomies again). I liked her rather much, and she corrected my pronunciation, and we took turns having a crush on the same guy. You see. When he liked her, she wasn't interested-but I was (in him, not her). THen when She finally gave in and was interested, he wasn't (common story), and neither was I. I turned out rather well, I think. Neither of us got him, and both of us married men that were taller than super crush boy. Though, to be honest, Brett and Super crush boy share a lot of the same characteristics. Just goes to show I know what I want...except for those boys that fell in between. and to think, only one of those inbetweeners was a good kisser. What a waste.




Once upon a time, that time being last august, I let Steve play around with my camera, and he got this sassy picture of Jess, shown above.



And because Jess and I no longer hung out as much. We concluded the visit with a celebratory photograph. She, as it turns out, is still not a ham.


After Jess' I went up to Craig and Mary's (B's Dad/Stepmom), Where Mary's Daughter and law (Ashley) and I decided that I would finally take the plunge and Low Light my hair. Ive been wanting to do this for a while, and had just died my hair, so it worked out well. Ashley poses with me unlike SOOOOOOOOOME people (stupidity loves company?).


Here is Cannon wondering what the heck his mommy is doing to my head



and thus ended that lovely august day...and it turns out she blow dries my hair better than I do... no big surprise.

More Photo sorting

Here are some of the pics From Tara's Wild Campus Party a few weeks ago. EVERYONE was there, Brigham, Massosoite, Cosmo... blind girl looking for glasses on her statue table....

I had some prank fun planed, but Tara is a school teacher,a nd thinks she is supposed to go to bed at 9 pm in the summer.

Thanks June

(I stole this blog Idea from her.)

I typically Hate Cheesy LDS Merchandise. However, many in this line makes me smile. Guess which one is my favorite.

Get yours before Blogging makes them old and stupid.

The aftermath

I did that one on the nose

bang bang, your dead

So I have these "wig heads" I papermachéd and painted black for an art project 4 years ago... They used to have masks on them that I had printed photos on. Well, the time comes when you pack to move, and you decide it is time to throw something away. Well, B has gone shooting a lot lately, and people shoot all sorts of junk out on the field (car doors, old washing machines, etc), so I thought, "why throw away a perfectly good target."


My question : If you saw a pasty white girl shooting a styrofoam head she's painted black, would you see this as a racist act?

Mr. Craig Man

Craig's birthday was full of surprises.

Last night, He got the decoy gifts.... Mary gave him size c batteries... which apparently doesn't work in anything he owns- and we gave him some lovely cookies I burnt (well, I didn't realize Brett had made fish sticks a little before and turned the heat way way way up), and when I say burnt, I mean... well, they looked like charcoal briquets... and while he was unwrapping it Lucy (little lap mutt) went absolutely bazerk... Craig thought it would be funny to give her one... since she was such a little bratt about it..."serves her right," but, as it turns out... Lucy really likes carbon cookies. Ate it and started frantically digging (yes, hyperly digging) at craigs tummy begging for more.... Mary said I should market this dog treat (aids digestion....?)

Then, Mary wanted Brett and Gabe (her son) to help out with another birthday surprise this morning... It was fun to hear Brett's guesses (well... it couldn't be paint balling because she would have told me what to wear... maybe airsoft? lazer tag?)

The got manicures and pedicures. Brett's feet are luxuriously soft... Gabe and Craig opted for black toenail polish... brett went with orange.... for me. So sweet.




That one photo makes Brett's gigantic size 13 feet look awfully dainty.

Pierced Chicken Masala

I've been wanting to learn to make indian food since I first tasted it... which was only, like, a year ago.

Well in 6th grade we had an india day, so I might have had some then. All I remember is that I thought Curry was awesome... and that Dikla blew my cover.

I totally had a few people convinced that my mom had let me pierce my nose for our India Fair ...but that I had to let it heal and close up afterwards... That, obviously, was a lie. OR- as I prefer to look at it- a test to see how convincing I could be. I'm a firm believer that april fools day should be celebrated all year long... much like some feel about Valentine's day.

I was going to tell them the next day, but Dikla quickly blew the cover off of my magnetic nose jewel... which, by the way was my father's. Don't worry Dikla... I doubt your reading this, but in case, I want you to know I've long since forgiven you for that one. Tears... sweet tears...

The moral of this story is that I made Chicken Masala last week, it was awesome, and I want to eat Indian food for the rest of my life.

Brett's favorite.

Brett told me that Ashley(Reed)is his favorite of my friends. That means the rest of you need to work harder. You obviously not funny enough and did not ask him amusingly bold questions the fist time you met him.