Oh Boy!!!

Today I made this lovely thing . And it was lovely. And delicious. And I died and went to heaven. And then came back...and put raspberries in it. And died again. Then my parents tried it with raspberries. Then my father made the huge mistake of taking a piece of Macaroni Grill's chocolate cake right here:

And he put it into the creamy fruity mixture...... And it was perfect.

Salt Lake

Well, this weekend in honor of nothing, a few friends and I went to Salt Lake to have fun. We went to the Clark Planetarium, the Hogle Zoo, The Garden Restraunt, Temple Square, and other such sites. We had quite a fun time. Here are pics to show how much fun we had...Just four of us and a great big city!

The Clark Planetarium: this first picture is of a pendulum that swings and knocks down a little metal tab according to the spin of the earth. This globe is what you see when you first walk in.

A picture of the Mormon Tabernacle Choir having a rehearsal...it was SO awesome!

Lacey fell in the trash...one of many many funny moments

This baby giraffe was soooo adorable....even though there was food easily available for him, he decided he wanted the kind of food that was just out of his reach so he had to bend down as far as he could!

I absolutly love the temple at night! What a gorgeous sight to behold!

The second temple picture was taken from our view while we ate dinner at The Garden, cool eh?(and what a marvelous sunset)

We also took trax to the 2 news station and waved into the camera which was a blast...our families got to see us on TV!!! A first and a last, huh?

History of our Sistery: Christmas Edition

One Christmas morning many years ago, Briana and I decided to go look at all the presents that Santa had left us under the tree. Around 2am, we quietly made our way upstairs to take a peek. Well, there were just so many presents that Briana decided we could each open one and nobody would notice. So we did. But one wasn't enough. Once we had opened one present, the bug had bitten us good. We opened everything....and I mean everything. Then I decided to show mom the cool necklace Santa had given me. BAD IDEA. I ran into my parent's room at 2:30 in the morning. Apparently mom didn't like the necklace Santa had given me...she was just mad. Mad mad mad. M-A-D mad (mom isn't a morning person). To say the least, we got in trouble but we didn't really care because we were in Christmas Bliss.
The moral of the story is: don't show anyone what you got for Christmas at 2 am unless you want your head bitten off

THE END

Stadium of Fire...It's what your heart desires!!

Last night for the 4th of July, I went to the Stadium of Fire. I did concessions with a few friends and after we were done with that, we were able to sit wherever we could find a spot and watch. It was way fun! Blue Man Group was there as was Miley Cyrus (aka Hannah Montana). And let's face it, no matter how much of a hater someone may be, who doesn't want braggin' rights to say they saw Miley Cyrus in concert? Even though we didn't know any of the songs, we pretended we did...we danced around and screamed soley for the purpose of screaming....what a good way to spend the 4th huh? Here are my pictures to prove I was there-I now hold the "official bragging rights" paper in my hands...I like being in this elite club. Its a good place to be.

Here is my friend Kate with Miley in the background:

One more picture of Miley:

And finally, my favorite firework picture:

Now. If only I could go to a Jonas Brothers concert...;)

My Hands Smell Like Onions

My hands smell like onions....wanna know why? Because I chopped onions today. The thing is, I didn't just chop one onion. No, I got lost in thought and ended up with a gallon-sized ziploc bag of them. And I cried. And scrunched my nose. But I just couldn't stop the tears. So I had a good cry, my hands smell like onions, there are enough chopped onions to feed a small country...and I can't even remember what I was thinking about at the time.

I tend to do this all the time. Whenever I get myself in the kitchen, I go into deep thinking mode and the ingredients seem to put themselves together....it usually isn't a problem until I can't remember how much flour I just put in...does anybody else do this? Perhaps that is why I like to cook so much-because I get to think (and it isn't something I do a lot of).