Beach Hair

I miss the sun.

I miss the smell of sunscreen.

I miss having knotty hair from the chlorine and salt water.

I miss the clothes.

I miss the tan.

I miss the adventures.

How many days till summer?

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Morning Mahem

I’ve got a lot going on in my mind. I can’t even escape from it when I sleep. Seriously. Last night I dreamed that I was worrying about everything.

Isn’t that the worst?

Beside from these long-term concerns, I’ve got a lot of short-term concerns. As in, all my homework due today that I did not accomplish. I guess I could blame it on procrastination. But I’m going to blame it on the long-term concerns. How can I be expected to do my homework when I have all these other things going on in my head?

Oh, and T.J. got into an car accident yesterday. He’s fine. The car will probably need a new bumper, but it’s drivable.

Just when we thought we couldn’t get any poorer, we did.

Last night, I went to bed before T.J. got home because he had to stay on campus late to work on a project. I’ve said this before, but I’m extremely scared of robbers/rapers. I always have been and I always will be. It’s so bad right now that I hide my expensive possessions when I leave the house. Well, as I was laying in bed I swore I heard someone come into the house. I was too scared to look, so I tried to be silent and I put the blanket over my head, plotting how to defend myself. When I woke up this morning, my laptop was gone. I started panicking! Freaking out. But then I realized I moved it right before bed. All was well. No robbers attacked last night. But I think I need to start worrying about how psycho I am turning out to be.

That is all. I probably should get going and finish my homework. Have a good day, folks.

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Fondu, Family, Fun

Sunday night, we all got together for a delicious dinner, Just Dance 2, and finished the night with chocolate fondu. This night went down in my book as one of my favorites, probably because of the video I’ve uploaded here. Check it out.

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In [three] years time

Three years ago, I was a little freshman in Harris Hall over in the dorms. January came upon us and, for all of you who don’t know what that meant, all I can say is LOST.

Yes, LOST was starting back up and I didn’t have my usual crowd from back home to watch it with me. So, one thing led to another and my Visiting Teachee’s roommate said,

I’ll watch LOST! Let’s be best friends!

And so we did. And we were.

This best friend of mine turned 22 years old today. I want to wish Hannah, my multicultural friend (pick your favorite: Asian, Mexican, Eskimo-an, South African, British) who I watched LOST with just three years ago, a very happy Birthday!

Our friendship is unique. It just works. We compliment each other and always have a ball together. Whether it’s to share the latest gossip… er… I mean…news, to stay up all night and watch old movies, cleaning our rooms (but mostly Hannah’s room), seeing midnight movies, going on road trips, Facebook stalking, or wedding planning, Hannah’s been the best!

So, here’s to you, Hannah! Thanks for watching Lost with me. Thanks for not making fun of me when I cry all the time, letting me clean your room, teaching me how to make cupcake bites, taking me to Easter dinner that one time, helping me Facebook stalk, not getting mad when I don’t plan anything ahead, being the best Maid of Honor, exposing me to Ingrid, taking so many classes with me through the years, not judging me when I got food out of the vending machines during church, getting me to go the gym, introducing me to our newest bestie (hint: starts with a Shoe and ends with a Kria), letting me eat all of your popcorn balls last Halloween, speaking in abreves, sparking my addiction with the Pie Hole and everything that goes with Pushing Daisies, sharing your “candy” water with me-however gross it was, studying late in the library with me, and g-chatting with me every afternoon.

You’re the best and I hope you have a wonderful year!

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Classic Beauty

Yes, we all envy the romantic charm and stunning beauty of Audrey Hepburn, but I’m getting awfully sick and tired of seeing her in 100 posts a day on my google reader.

Gosh, and now I guess this post makes it 101.

Let’s move on to the other classics such as Elizabeth Taylor, Grace Kelly, Natalie Wood, and Betty Grable. Please and Thank you.

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MOTD: Triple Twins

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Extra Paint

I have some extra chalkboard paint sitting in my craft closet (yes, doesn’t that sound like a fun place?) and I just have an urge to paint everything. Walls. Shelves. Closets. Furniture. Boards.

But we’re renting (plus that’s a lot of chalk board dust). So, I need your help for more ideas that aren’t as extreme.

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Adrenaline Rush

I sort of love driving in the snow on a road where nothing is in sight. That happened to me this morning. I slid just for a moment, but it gave me a bit of a rush.

It reminds me of turning my lights off while driving on an open, dark road. I only do it for about one second at a time. But that one second gives me a heart attack.

Am I the only one who likes these types of things?

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MOTD: Any Dream Will Do

Back in high school, I participated in a lot of clubs and organizations. I even played golf. Well, I was on the team. I don’t know if you could call what I did, “playing.” Anyway, I was actually the founder and president of one of these clubs.

The Seinfeld Club.

Yes. It came to me in a dream. I just had the idea one night. I talked to one of my friends who also was passionate about Seinfeld. We went to our principal (who was the greatest and looked like George Bush). He loved the idea and told us we needed to find a teacher to sponsor it. Not a prob. Mr. Findley (who hated us but loved us) didn’t take much convincing. Then we recruited about fifty people.

It. Was. Awesome. The first year, when we were Juniors, we had tons of members. We’d watch an episode of Seinfeld each week after school. The t-shirts we made said, “The jerk store called and they’re running out of you.” Around Christmas, we even had a Festivus Celebration. We had the pole and all. People came up one by one and bore their grievances. Even the teachers joined in. It got a little out of hand when a kid told too much, so we had to stop. But it was a night to remember.

Senior year, we lost a lot of our members because they had graduated and so the club was filled with a lot of awkward Freshman boys, but the club lived on.

I’m not sure if it still continues today. But I hope my legacy is always remembered.

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Sweet and Sour

I made Sweet and Sour Chicken this week. I was kind of nervous because I hate cooking with chicken. I’ve just had to many bad experiences with it and so usually I cook it until it’s burned and dry. But I decided to buy the expensive Tyson bag of chicken breasts and give it a go again. This recipe is very easy and tasted great, better than the take-out chinese places around here, plus a lot cheaper!

1 cup Original Bisquick® mix (I substituted the Heart Healthy Bisquick and it worked great)

1/2 teaspoon pepper

2 eggs

1 lb boneless skinless chicken breasts, cut into cubes

1/4 cup vegetable oil

3 medium carrots, cut diagonally into 1/4-inch slices (1 1/2 cups)

1 medium green bell pepper, cut into strips (1 cup)

1 small onion, thinly sliced, separated into rings (1/3 cup)

1 can (20 oz) pineapple chunks, drained

1/2 cup sweet-and-sour sauce

Cooked rice, if desired

  • In large resealable food-storage plastic bag, mix Bisquick mix and pepper.
  • In medium bowl, beat eggs slightly. Stir in chicken until coated. Using slotted spoon, remove chicken from eggs; place in bag with Bisquick mix. Seal bag; shake bag until chicken is coated.
  • In 12-inch skillet, heat 1 tablespoon of the oil over medium-high heat. Add carrots; cook 2 minutes, stirring frequently. Add bell pepper and onion; cook 2 minutes longer, stirring frequently. Remove from skillet.
  • In same skillet, heat remaining 3 tablespoons oil. Add chicken; cook, stirring frequently, until golden brown on outside and no longer pink in center. Add vegetables; cook about 2 minutes, stirring frequently, until hot. Stir in pineapple and sweet-and-sour sauce; cook until hot. Serve over cooked rice.
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