I am trying to blog about my random favorite things and I decided that tonight will be about food.
My family loves food, we love to cook it, celebrate with it, and eat it. I love food from all over the world. The only thing that I've found so far that I really dislike are beans. Not veggie beans, not candy beans, but just protein beans. YUCK.
With all of the variety, I am again shocked by my choices. I tend to love the white trash foods. If you can see it for sale under a dollar or being sold at a fair, I'm all over it.
1-Mac and cheese. My sister and past roommates can't understand my addiction to the cheesy creamy carbs, nor how often I made the delicious box of blue.
2-Sushi. I love sushi. I love the taste of the different fish and spices. I love taking people to get sushi for their first time. It's always interesting to see what other people like and dislike. Eel, for instance, is my favorite and I hate ginger.
3-Green salads. I love salads and can't get sick of eating them. I love salads with a ton of different colors and tastes. I love the delicious dressings that can make or break a salad. My favorite salad is the original Ceasar. If you aren't making a Ceasar salad with anchovies and raw eggs, I'm telling you right now, that is not a Ceasar salad.
4-Sandwiches. My Mother would make us tomato sandwiches, cucumber sandwiches, and cheese sandwiches. (Yes, a cheese sandwich. And yes, it's made with cheese, bread and mayo.)
5-Curry. I love curry. Red Curry, Green Curry, and Yellow Curry. I love different Curries from around the globe. The spicier the better.
I love food and I hope that one day I will become a better cook so I can share more of the delicious flavors with others. I love going to fun restaurants too, so if you ever need someone to go with you...
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Monday, January 26, 2009
FHE a.k.a Freakin' Horrible Experiance
Today I went to a Stake Singles Ward FHE activity. I asked my friend earlier today what she was doing, because I was feeling bored and wanted to hang out with her. She said simply "It's Monday, I'll be at FHE". I asked her what we were doing at the activity. She said "desserts or something". I was in!! We car pooled there and I was excited to see what we were doing. The parking lot of the stake building was packed and we took the very last space, since we arrived fashionably late. We walked into the church basketball/Sunday School/Sacrement over flow room, and it was packed. There had to be about 300 people crammed into that room.
I immediately noticed that every one was wearing name tags. "Hello, my name is Justin" "Hello, my name is Jennifer" My friends just smile and say that we should go and get name tags. Squeezing my way to the other side of the room where the lines where, I start to notice that people are not just wearing their name on the front, they are wearing a very interesting name on their back. "Hello, my name was Justin" was sporting a name tag on his back that said "Prince Eric". "Hello, my name is Jennifer" was wearing a word "outside" on her back. I was in a state of major confusion.
When we were in the line I found out by some extremely silly and giggly girls, that we were supposed to have our name on the front, and a special word on the back. We were then supposed to socialize until we found out what our word was (which I found highly entertaining) and then find the opposite word on the other gender (huh, interesting). We would then be each other's date for the rest of the evening (YIKES), and then be able to make a dessert as a couple. (I was terrified.) My low self esteem was I thinking that I was the largest girl in the whole room; I was probably going to get the smallest scared kid or the shallowest cocky one to be coupled with. I was extremely nervous of seeing the future disgust on the unknown prey; I decided that I didn't want to do the game.
My girlfriends were not ok with that, one of them started to write an awful nickname of mine as my name tag sticker. I quickly wrote my plan nick name, Rie, on the sticker and shoved it on my shirt. The girl handing out the "on your back" stickers looked confused when I faced her, but she quickly scribbled my mystery word and my friend placed it on my back.
One of my friends had the word "bottom" on her back. I thought it was really funny, until a very tall handsome stranger walked up to her and gave a nice smile while saying, "I think you are my Bottom". (What a line!!) She giggled and went to the dessert cart with "Mr. Top".
I was left alone but I had fun and socialized and found out that my mystery word was "low". I was interested to find my opposite, but I soon found out why the hand out girl looked so confused when she gave me my mystery word, It was because she had already written the word "low" on another girls back. (But she apparently couldn't remember and so she made a duplicate. My mystery was a duplicate!)
The "other low" girl was very short, blonde, pretty, skinny, and giggly. She saw my name tag and giggled, "Oh, I guess that we are both low".
"I guess so" I said.
"Well, I wonder who Mr. High is, have you seen him?"
"Nope, but now I'm hoping that they're two of Mr. High" I laughed awkwardly.
She looked at me very doubtfully. "Well, I'll see you later." With a dead pan stare of GAME ON, she left.
I had no idea what to do and so I left to stand in line, singly, with my Bottom friend at the dessert table. Bottom asked what happened and I told her. She said that we were going to find my "Mr. High" before "Ms. Low #1" could. I pleaded for her to forget it, but like a true friend she grabbed my hand and "Mr. Top" and the three of us set out into the awful jungle.
Ariel and Eric found each other. Barnes and Noble found each other. Ms. Outdoors found Mr. Indoors.
Low and behold, we found him. He was the smallest kid in the whole group. But he was wearing a huge grin and looked nice so I thought I'd just say hi and get it over with.
"Hi, I'm uhh, well I'm Low" Man that sounded stupid, and slightly depressed.
His face went into a shock of horror. Wide eyed and pale he said, "Oh, well I guess I'm Mr. High, but I already found my low."
I looked across from him and noticed, low #1 standing by him with her smirk smile. "I found him first!" she said while he smiled and got into the dessert line with her.
I was dumbstruck. I had no idea what to do. I tried to bring Bottom and Top with me to the dessert table continuingly telling them that I was ok being the third wheel to their date. But Bottom wouldn't have it. She took me back up to the mystery word table, where there was absolutely no line and asked (really loudly, I might add) for another mystery word for me. The guy who was watching the table said, "We already gave away all of the name tags. Looks like we had more girls than there were boys. You guys can just go and get a dessert." I tried to shy away into a dark corner, but Bottom wouldn't have it. "You made her a duplicate. She doesn't have an opposite out there! Can't you just make up more words??" she basically was yelling at him. He looked really annoyed and replied, "The only other men here that don't have a mystery tag are married. Sorry." he adds to looking at me briefly.
Of course I try to make a joke about this before I start crying, "Well there is a Mr. High out there but he already has a wife, and well uhh, we don't practice polygamy any more." I gave an awkward laugh and the guy didn't even smile. But he did leave the table.
I remain without a date, without original mystery, without a dessert, and known as the girl who tried to joke about polygamy at a stake activity.
I am Ms Low. Number 2.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Random Beloved poem
I love the fog. I wish it was here more often than it comes. But fog, like many of my wishes, slips quietly through my fingers.
Leaving work on Thursday I was surprised at how thick the fog was. I couldn't see the parking lot from my office building. It's like the entire building just decided to leave it's boring daily routine and lift it's concrete roots to float up into the clouds.
On the drive home I was staring off into the cloudy mass and I saw a huge perfect circle in the sky. I thought it was the Moon. But it was just too massive. It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. Then I realized it was the Sun. I was in awe at the moment I was granted to be able to stare. Fully seeing the Majesty of it without having my eyes hurt from it's brightness. It was magical.
I was driving on the free way with some girlfriends late on Friday night. The off ramps looked more like a dock. The road ten feet in front of us would disappear and seem that if we kept driving the car would dive off the edge into a lake of mist. Not being able to see where I was going didn't stop me from driving. (Even driving a bit fast for the weather circumstances.) But it made the drive funner. I had to focus. I actually felt the distance of road that I covered, instead of looking for recognizable buildings or signs. I drove more gracefully and quietly along the painted lines. Moving silently like a ghost. Not being seen and not seeing.
Fog is poetic and beautiful. It needs no definition for why I love it or why it is the way it is. But I wanted to post a great poem by Carl Sandburg that simply helps fog's personality to be understood.
FOG
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
Leaving work on Thursday I was surprised at how thick the fog was. I couldn't see the parking lot from my office building. It's like the entire building just decided to leave it's boring daily routine and lift it's concrete roots to float up into the clouds.
On the drive home I was staring off into the cloudy mass and I saw a huge perfect circle in the sky. I thought it was the Moon. But it was just too massive. It was one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. Then I realized it was the Sun. I was in awe at the moment I was granted to be able to stare. Fully seeing the Majesty of it without having my eyes hurt from it's brightness. It was magical.
I was driving on the free way with some girlfriends late on Friday night. The off ramps looked more like a dock. The road ten feet in front of us would disappear and seem that if we kept driving the car would dive off the edge into a lake of mist. Not being able to see where I was going didn't stop me from driving. (Even driving a bit fast for the weather circumstances.) But it made the drive funner. I had to focus. I actually felt the distance of road that I covered, instead of looking for recognizable buildings or signs. I drove more gracefully and quietly along the painted lines. Moving silently like a ghost. Not being seen and not seeing.
Fog is poetic and beautiful. It needs no definition for why I love it or why it is the way it is. But I wanted to post a great poem by Carl Sandburg that simply helps fog's personality to be understood.
FOG
The fog comes
on little cat feet.
It sits looking
over harbor and city
on silent haunches
and then moves on.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
My top 5 eye candies
Everyone has a list of favorites. Top movies. Top actors. Top Songs. Top books. Top foods. I decided to make blogs about my top 5 favorite things. And this will be the first of many.
I was talking to some girl friends of mine and they said that I had the most eclectic taste in men and they could never guess the physical type that I'm interested in. I agree. Who could when there are about 3,324,047,000 males in the world!! All ranging with different color, ACCENTS, and culture. I know, I know, this is very exciting to hear. Especially to the Women Singletons in the world. Men make a little over half the worlds population. And thank goodness. We need all the odds in our favor to get the best "other half" for all of us.
I enjoy a very broad range of men. Who wouldn't?! But looking at my top 5 of delicious men, I was surprised to not see variety, but to see similarities among them all. huh. Interesting. Please feel free to make a list of your top 5, because lets be honest with one another. Even if we don't agree. It's nice to look.
Well take a look-see at my top 5!
Ewan Mcgregor
Henry Cavill
Ryan Reynolds
Matthew Fox
Mark Walburg
I was talking to some girl friends of mine and they said that I had the most eclectic taste in men and they could never guess the physical type that I'm interested in. I agree. Who could when there are about 3,324,047,000 males in the world!! All ranging with different color, ACCENTS, and culture. I know, I know, this is very exciting to hear. Especially to the Women Singletons in the world. Men make a little over half the worlds population. And thank goodness. We need all the odds in our favor to get the best "other half" for all of us.
I enjoy a very broad range of men. Who wouldn't?! But looking at my top 5 of delicious men, I was surprised to not see variety, but to see similarities among them all. huh. Interesting. Please feel free to make a list of your top 5, because lets be honest with one another. Even if we don't agree. It's nice to look.
Well take a look-see at my top 5!
Ewan Mcgregor
Henry Cavill
Ryan Reynolds
Matthew Fox
Mark Walburg
Friday, January 2, 2009
Lights...book....action
This morning I finished a book called The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins.
I'm just saying that this is one of the best books I've ever read. Before you read all about it and shove it off into the back of your mind, I'm asking you to give this a chance. Please. Please. Please. It was amazing.
Here is a little bit about this book;
It's the future. The area once known as North America is now the country of Panem, divided into 12 districts with the Capitol controlling them all. There used to be 13 districts, but years ago the districts rebelled against the Capitol and they were crushed. District 13 was utterly destroyed and as penance, each of the 12 remaining districts must send two tributes, a boy and a girl between the ages of 12 and 18, to the Hunger Games.
The Hunger Games is a fight to the death, televised for the entire country and put on for the entertainment of the Capitol. There is only one victor and that teen will be rich beyond his or her wildest dreams. Some teens spend their whole lives training in the hopes of being randomly selected as a tribute for the Games. Teens in the poorer districts, with barely enough food to keep them alive, see the Hunger Games as a death sentence.
The book is the story of one of those tributes. I was left haunted and completely obsessed!!
Of course when I read a book I can't help but picture it as a movie. I have a few actors that I thought of while I was reading it. You will have to let me know who you were picturing once you have read it.
My cast list;
Katniss- Emily Browning
Prim- Abigail Breslin
Peeta- Ed Speleers *
Gale- Henry Cavill ***
Thresh- Chris Brown *
Rue- Paige Hurd
Cato- Kellan Lutz *
Clove- Britney Snow
Foxface- Katie Leung
Cinna- Steven Strait *
Effie- Claire Daines
Haymitch- Richard Armitage ***
(*-It's my movie...so I might as well have some major sexy eye candy, right?!)
I'm just saying that this is one of the best books I've ever read. Before you read all about it and shove it off into the back of your mind, I'm asking you to give this a chance. Please. Please. Please. It was amazing.
Here is a little bit about this book;
It's the future. The area once known as North America is now the country of Panem, divided into 12 districts with the Capitol controlling them all. There used to be 13 districts, but years ago the districts rebelled against the Capitol and they were crushed. District 13 was utterly destroyed and as penance, each of the 12 remaining districts must send two tributes, a boy and a girl between the ages of 12 and 18, to the Hunger Games.
The Hunger Games is a fight to the death, televised for the entire country and put on for the entertainment of the Capitol. There is only one victor and that teen will be rich beyond his or her wildest dreams. Some teens spend their whole lives training in the hopes of being randomly selected as a tribute for the Games. Teens in the poorer districts, with barely enough food to keep them alive, see the Hunger Games as a death sentence.
The book is the story of one of those tributes. I was left haunted and completely obsessed!!
Of course when I read a book I can't help but picture it as a movie. I have a few actors that I thought of while I was reading it. You will have to let me know who you were picturing once you have read it.
My cast list;
Katniss- Emily Browning
Prim- Abigail Breslin
Peeta- Ed Speleers *
Gale- Henry Cavill ***
Thresh- Chris Brown *
Rue- Paige Hurd
Cato- Kellan Lutz *
Clove- Britney Snow
Foxface- Katie Leung
Cinna- Steven Strait *
Effie- Claire Daines
Haymitch- Richard Armitage ***
(*-It's my movie...so I might as well have some major sexy eye candy, right?!)
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