I have 15 minutes to brush my teeth, gather up my Summer Camp bucket and get my butt out the door.... yet I am on Blogger.
It is a special occasion because this morning following a terrible night of stomache pain and no sleep, my lovely old bathroom door fell right of it hinges practically knocking me out cold.
So I got the creep into my roommate's bathroom, take an ice cold shower and then sneak back into my room. Now I will go hide Ginger Ale in my water bottle so that I might secretly sip at during summer camp.
Unmarried 22 year old from "Happy Valley" living in her parent's basement.
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Sunday, June 3, 2012
I think you forgot I am wallowing.
It all started when I woke up at 6:30 AM unable to sleep.
I was falling asleep in sacrament.....
I needed a nap.
I could not nap.
My eyes and mind were not cooperating.
So the result of no nap, yet a a tired body, is...wallowing.....
Wallowing is when you lay on your bed with the fan 3 inches from your face.
You were your PJs even though it's the middle of the afternoon.
You watch sapping show which make you lonely.
You text your friend who basically thinks you are crazy.
Basically, you end up missing your mommy as you lay in your sweaty PJs with a head ache that makes you think you are to weak to even change played Gilmore Girls DVD for the next one.
Really you are just wallowing.
Smart people would get up, go to ward prayer and make a healthy late dinner.
I however will lay here wishing for chicken and ranch while I do a very good impression of a dead baby elephant.
Confused?
Me too.
I'm wallowing.
That is all.
I was falling asleep in sacrament.....
I needed a nap.
I could not nap.
My eyes and mind were not cooperating.
So the result of no nap, yet a a tired body, is...wallowing.....
Wallowing is when you lay on your bed with the fan 3 inches from your face.
You were your PJs even though it's the middle of the afternoon.
You watch sapping show which make you lonely.
You text your friend who basically thinks you are crazy.
Basically, you end up missing your mommy as you lay in your sweaty PJs with a head ache that makes you think you are to weak to even change played Gilmore Girls DVD for the next one.
Really you are just wallowing.
Smart people would get up, go to ward prayer and make a healthy late dinner.
I however will lay here wishing for chicken and ranch while I do a very good impression of a dead baby elephant.
Confused?
Me too.
I'm wallowing.
That is all.
Hells kitchen is full of lazy people, fruit snacks and melted chocolate......
Do you ever have the craving for Peanut Butter Cookies, but since you are to lazy to wash the all dishes it would involve, you simply eat a fruit snack?
...ya I never do that either.....
Fruit snacks are the new dessert for poor and lazy college people.
Problem is, after eating your 50th package, you never want to see a piece of sticky, artificially flavored gummy substance again.
I do have my emergency chocolate bar in the freezer..... but it is like Hell's kitchen as taken up residence in my apartment. I greatly fear the moment I pull out my chocolate it will melt into a puddle at my feet. That would be practically a felony in the world of Chocolate, so in the freezer my beloved Symphony bars awaits. It's really to bad that I ate my left over Rocky Road ice cream for breakfast.
Believe it or not I do know how to make and eat healthy food......
I had a nice meal of pork chop, roll and apple for "Lunner" today. But that meal is what bought me to my craving for PB cookies..... So curse you healthy foods! I am going to take a nap....
If you don't hear from me soon.... chances are I melted.
Happy Sunday.
...ya I never do that either.....
Fruit snacks are the new dessert for poor and lazy college people.
Problem is, after eating your 50th package, you never want to see a piece of sticky, artificially flavored gummy substance again.
I do have my emergency chocolate bar in the freezer..... but it is like Hell's kitchen as taken up residence in my apartment. I greatly fear the moment I pull out my chocolate it will melt into a puddle at my feet. That would be practically a felony in the world of Chocolate, so in the freezer my beloved Symphony bars awaits. It's really to bad that I ate my left over Rocky Road ice cream for breakfast.
Believe it or not I do know how to make and eat healthy food......
I had a nice meal of pork chop, roll and apple for "Lunner" today. But that meal is what bought me to my craving for PB cookies..... So curse you healthy foods! I am going to take a nap....
If you don't hear from me soon.... chances are I melted.
Happy Sunday.
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
"Once upon a time a girl was FBS-ing"
Do you ever wonder how many love stories will now begin with
" Well one day when I was Facebook stalking...."
We all FBS. We all have the urge to know who that guy is that my Friend thinks is so hot. What the girl from kindergarten is doing with her life now. What my best friends, ex boyfriend's second cousin wore to the prom and who in the world in this cute guy I am mysteriously FB friends with.
The problem is, if you are FBS a cute guy, it most likely means you hardly know the guy.
So you can FBS all you want, but really how are you ever going to approach the guy?"
"I know we have only rubbed shoulders that one time back in 2008 when I had braces and frizzy hair and i was wearing that really ugly red sweater,but.... Please ask me on a date?"
Or
"You know Krista? HEY! I know Krista! Well, you know what they say when you share one FB friend in common..... Romantic Date Night!
If my life was a chick flick, this guy would message me or we would run into one another in the super market or I would get cancer and he would give me his kidney.....something like that. then everything would be magical.
But life's no chick flick. So we all will FBS, eat some sort of mac & cheese and then go to bed.
In the morning we will be caught up in getting the shower to actually pour warm water on our head and forget about our Facebook Stalkings of the yersterdays.
" Well one day when I was Facebook stalking...."
We all FBS. We all have the urge to know who that guy is that my Friend thinks is so hot. What the girl from kindergarten is doing with her life now. What my best friends, ex boyfriend's second cousin wore to the prom and who in the world in this cute guy I am mysteriously FB friends with.
The problem is, if you are FBS a cute guy, it most likely means you hardly know the guy.
So you can FBS all you want, but really how are you ever going to approach the guy?"
"I know we have only rubbed shoulders that one time back in 2008 when I had braces and frizzy hair and i was wearing that really ugly red sweater,but.... Please ask me on a date?"
Or
"You know Krista? HEY! I know Krista! Well, you know what they say when you share one FB friend in common..... Romantic Date Night!
If my life was a chick flick, this guy would message me or we would run into one another in the super market or I would get cancer and he would give me his kidney.....something like that. then everything would be magical.
But life's no chick flick. So we all will FBS, eat some sort of mac & cheese and then go to bed.
In the morning we will be caught up in getting the shower to actually pour warm water on our head and forget about our Facebook Stalkings of the yersterdays.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
I really do know how to take care of myself.....
Well..... I'm back in orem.
It seems like no matter how ahrd I try I can not seem to stay away from this dear place for more than a week! This week's reason for driving down is... a cracked tooth :( Hopefully the dentist can fit me in tomorrow and then I will be on my way back to good old SLC.
It seems like no matter how ahrd I try I can not seem to stay away from this dear place for more than a week! This week's reason for driving down is... a cracked tooth :( Hopefully the dentist can fit me in tomorrow and then I will be on my way back to good old SLC.
Sunday, May 27, 2012
Left Handed Cooking Questions
I have called my parents at least five times (if not more) in the last hour......
I am attempting to make meatloaf for Sunday dinner.
Call #1: I needed to get the meat loaf recipe. I had about only a 1/3 of the ingredients I would need......
Call #2 : I needed advice/opinions on my idea for "Poor Kayla" meatloaf.
Call #3: I needed to get the sauce recipe AGAIN!
Call #4: I needed to know how long to cook it.
Call #5: I forgot the oven temp....
In-between these calls I believe there may have been another 3 or 4 calls to discuss my cracked tooth, how NOT to cook corn on the cob, how church went ( sorry mom no cute boys talked to me!), and plans for Tracy Aviary tomorrow.
Thank goodness for parents and free minutes on Verizon :)
In case you are wondering.....
HOW TO COOK CORN ON THE COB (The right way!)
* shuck/husk/peel corn and rinse dirt off corn
* Boil water.
* DO NOT put corn in water until it is boiling!
* Once water is boiling place corn in.
* boil for 3 minutes EXCATLY!
Yummy corn :)
Poor Kayla Meatloaf.
* 1 lb. ground beef
* 1/2 C Ketchup
* 4 T. Honey Mustard ( regular Mustard is fine too! I only had honey mustard.....)
* 6 T. Brown Sugar
* Salt/Pepper
* Italian Seasoning
- Mix ground beef with 1/4 c. ketchup, 2T. Honey Mustard,3 T. Brown Sugar , salt, pepper and spices.
**** If you do not have Italian seasoning you can put in some sage or thyme or oregano or any spices that look good :)
- Spray muffin tin with non-stick spray.
-Fill muffin tin with meatloaf mix.
- Mix 1/4 c. Ketchup, 2T honey mustard and 3T brown sugar in small bowl.
-Drizzle sauce over the top of meat loafs.
- You will have sauce left over.
- Bake meat loafs at 350 degrees for ...... 30h minutes?
***** If you have a bread tin (un like me.....) the perfect way to cook this is at 350 for an hour.
Timer just DINGED! Lots of grease cooked out..... taste it..... WOW! YUMMY!
So yes,30 minutes is the perfect time.
I may just call one more time to let them know of my success ;)
I am now going to watch a special episode of friends ( The One with Chandler in a Box) and eat my meatloaf. Know why I'm watching that episode?
Monday, May 21, 2012
Why you so Ugly today?
Best Friends are the people who give you their password to Hulu Plus so that you can watch Grey's Anatomy.
They understand your need for chicken and ranch @ 2 AM.
They will fight with you through musical numbers.
and most of all they love you through the good and the ugly.
......especially the ugly.
They understand your need for chicken and ranch @ 2 AM.
They will fight with you through musical numbers.
and most of all they love you through the good and the ugly.
......especially the ugly.
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