Wednesday, July 30, 2008

I cooked...

She shaked and I baked.
Or maybe it was the other way around.
She chopped and I stirred?
Either way we made a good team.

First we made this pizza...

Eggplant, Mushroom, peppers from the garden, and tomatoes. Faux Mozzarella and super chunky mushroom spaghetti sauce. It... was... good. It was even better the next day, cold, for breakfast.

The next night I was feeling... Asian-y. We stopped at one of the many little Asian markets and spent some time browsing the aisles. They had a large variety of faux meats which excited me. I picked up some fake shrimpies but I havent cooked them yet. We made Spring rolls and stir fry.

This picture doesn't really do them justice. But oh... my gosh... they were so good. We kept patting ourselves on the back saying holy shit we're awesome. Inside the spring roll we put cabbage, mushroom, eggplant, carrot and... I think that was it. The first few attempts to roll them were not successful. We switched up the method a little bit and it worked nicely. The papers were weird though. I'd like to try with another brand soon.

Yes I ate this on the carpet downstairs. So sue me. The stir fry was ok... We used a sauce packet that I got from harmons during one of my "shopping hungry" extravaganzas. It was supposed to be Hot and Spicy sauce. And while it was a little bit of both, it was kind of funky. Not gross at all, just not anything I would ever choose to buy/cook again. In the stir fry we cooked up some brocoli, eggplant (can you tell we bought an eggplant and tried to be resourceful and use it in everything?), peppers, water chestnuts, bamboo shoots and I can't remember what else. It was pretty tasty overall. I like my food extra spicy but Kit's tummy disagreed that evening. All of this food was prepared/eaten while watching Shark Week.

I don't like it when my Family is on vacation without me. No sir I don't.

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

I feel like...

.... I'm not sure if there is someone out there for me.
I thought I had found someone who was perfect, and while I still believe he's perfect for me, things didn't work out like I had hoped.
He was the only boy I ever met who greeted my flaws and imperfections with a smile. Never did he judge me for the things I felt most self conscious about. The things that society tells us to do. Have perfect hair, be skinny, drive this car, talk this way, work here do this do that.

I hope someday I can find someone who has most of the same qualities and attributes that made me swoon for him.
Someone who is compassionate like I am and longs to help others.
Someone who tries to follow the motto "Live and let live"
Someone who wants to be taken care of but who can also provide care for me.
Someone who wants me to cook for them and is either a non meat eater, OR at least they don't mind eating meat free meals. Cook your own beef, sorry. :)
Someone who likes to sit in silence with one another.
Someone who likes to read books and share stories.
Someone who tells the truth and lives an honest life, therefore giving him no reason to hide anything or lie.
Someone who doesn't mind when I ask stupid questions.
Someone who is handy and can fix things, but who will also show me how to fix things so that I can become more independent.
Someone who will love my family as much as I do and get along with them even in situations when I'm not present.
Someone who has a family that I can be welcomed into and contribute to.
Someone who has similar values and beliefs as I do and who I can develop a mutual respect with regardless of our beliefs.
Someone who likes to go barefoot.

I don't know if you're out there. I'm in no rush to get married. But companionship is desirable.
Someone to share my dreams with.

Holler if you hear me.

Friday, July 25, 2008


What the heck?


If you're too lazy to click on that, which some of you probably are, I've copied and pasted the article here.

"Curious locals flocked to the home of owner Feng Changlin after news of the piglet spread in Fengzhang village, Xiping township.

"It's hideous. No one will be willing to buy it, and it scares the family to even look at it!" Feng told Oriental Today.

He says the piglet looks just like a monkey, with two thin lips, a small nose and two big eyes. Its rear legs are also much longer than its forelegs, causing it to jump instead of walk.

Feng's wife said the monkey-faced piglet was one of five newborns of a sow which the family had raised for nine years.

"My God, it was so scary. I didn't known what it was. I was really frightened," she said.

"But our son likes to play with it, and he stopped us from getting rid of it. He even feeds it milk."

Neighbours have suggested the couple keep the piglet to see how it looks as it matures."

I suggest clicking on the link for a better full frontal photo of the mutated little guy.
Enjoy your ham sandwiches.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

What happens in Vegas....

.... Gets posted on my blog :)

I had a lovely weekend.
I enjoy staying at the JW, but doesn't everyone?
It's fancy.
It makes me feel more important and rich than I actually am.
I love the carpet and the rugs and the paintings.
I love the pillows.
I love the jetted tubs.
I love Palm trees.

I don't really love Las Vegas though. Its bloody hot out there.
Swalls, Swass, Swarmpits, Swees, Sweverything.
Plus I didn't bring a swim suit, which was my own choice and fault. So I didn't really soak up any sun. Oh well, I'm not a fan of skin cancer anyway.

I have a very interesting family. Not just my immediate siblings and parents, but my uncles and cousins are all very special and unique. Cousin Rooney comes outside sucking on Olivias binkey, (her deeedeeeee) and he is also wearing my green jelly shoes. He proceeds to remove his bright green Palo Verde t-shirt and climb around the plastic playground claiming he is like unto Tarzan. He squeezes his little man boobs together and says, "These are my boobs, these are my boobs, these are my boobs.." and he points to Camille and says, "Show me your boobs!!"
Sometimes we don't know how to react to these situations. No matter how friendly and polite and nurturing you are, dealing with mentally challenged teenagers can create serious awkward moments. I consider myself a tender hearted woman, I am compassionate and I lend help when I see it is needed. I, for some reason, become so uncomfortable when dealing with situations like the one I mentioned above. I don't know what to say to Rooney. I don't want to treat him like he's 5 because he's not a little kid, but I obviously can't have an adult conversation with him. I try to be nice and respectful to him because I know he has challenges that cause him to behave this way. But I just... can't..... I just don't know how to deal. I love him dearly with all my heart.

Moral of that story is:
1- I'm never getting married
2- I'm never having children

Mom don't worry- Camille will pop out babies like it's going out of style. She'll make up for the kids I ain't havin.
We had a really good time and I took more than 100 pictures haha.... I won't bore yall.

Kate and I before we almost peed our pants.

The girls :)

Oh Yeah and.....

Before we left we had a little going away party for Camille. It was fun. The stuffed mushrooms turned out awful. Hey Candice, maybe follow a recipe next time? Great thanks. Fortunately for me, Matt is a vacuum and he'll eat just about anything you put in front of him.
I also made cupcakes the day before the party. They were quite fantastic I may say so myself.
Orange cupcakes. And Chocolate Mint cupcakes.

I love you cupcakes.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Pixxx I forgot to share.....

I made these cute little lady bug cupcakes. With the aid of my loving sister Camille.

This is what coop looks like after I feed him the nip. Cat Nip.

These were my fake Ribz! I got the recipe from "Yeah that Vegan Shit" I love her blog so much.

Also, I love Sriracha chili sauce. It makes life better.

Monday, July 14, 2008

Oh Also...

I'm going to give up fish also.
I figure what the hell.... If i'm gonna do it, I might as well do it right.

So... i'll try my hardest.



Camille wanted me to do this:
1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses.

Friday, July 11, 2008

itch-fighting cortex ointment

Happy 7-11 Day yall.

I enjoy the swanky decorating schemes of the 70's.

(Click Picture to Enlarge)

I also enjoy racist ad's from back in the day.


Found another vegan mac n cheeze recipe to try. I think my downfall was the amount of nutritional yeast.

I want my mom to come home like now. Like yesterday actually. COME HOME MOM!

Hey Camille- Clean my room. NOW!

Thursday, July 10, 2008

Can not compute

Heaven if you're there, help me.

Monday, July 7, 2008

At night, the sporks pick on me.

Sometimes I get that one song in my head...
"She go chama, chama, chama
Chameleon hair colors"

But those are the only words I know. So I just sit here and say chama chama chama chameleon.

Anyway. I had a good weekend I suppose. It was as good as it could have been. Thursday night I attended Sarah and Mikes going away party. That was a hoot. I made potato salad and my mom helped me with some tasty sugar cookies.

Friday, the 4th, was kind of a lazy day. Went shopping with my mom and then we BBQ'd. Finished HP 7. Didn't even watch the fireworks because I was too excited that Olivia was home.

Saturday I spent MOST of the day in my room, lying on the floor. Went to Sarahs around 11 to wish her farewell and good luck. She left on Sunday morning. It doesn't feel real yet.

I don't have a lot to say right now so thats all folks.

Wednesday, July 2, 2008

Oh Hai

I attempted to make vegan mac and cheeze. It tasted worse than a sweaty butthole. Who'da
thunk it eh? Bad recipe, BAD! I won't give up though.

Uhhh The Boy and I.. well I... about peed my pants after taking this picture. Kc's face is priceless. He looks genuinely retarded. Way to go boy :)

I wish I really did have two coops so that I could give one to Sarah when she leaves.

Uhhh Camille is a funny crab with sharp claws?

Deaffies will be the deaf of me. Get it? The deaf of me, like the death... right. Ok.

Oh hey mom- let me get the door for you. Sanks baby.