Whenever I have to make chemicals at work, I have this urge to break into evil laughter.
Let's see, for Good Food Friday, I made myself a chocolate peanut butter shake, and I threw in some chocolate-peanut butter chips for fun. Now I'm going to sit here and drink my shake and watch the third season of X-files.
Holy Crap!! A young Jack Black is totally in the third episode of season 3!
Friday, January 30, 2009
Friday Twisted Funny
Some creative yet twisted soul has put the song from Pete's dragon to Evangelion.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
More Snow
Since it was all icy and snowy this morning, I was hoping work would give us a two hour delay, but no such luck. I went outside 20 minutes early to get my car started, only to find it covered in an ice sheet.
I drive a Monte Carlo, which has two enormous doors, and when they freeze it takes a lot to get them unstuck. I took my de-icing spray and started squirting all along the door edges. Halfway through the third pass the de-icer went squirt, squirt, trickle, dead.
Crap.
Then I tried to use my keys to break some of the ice, but it was too thick. There was only one thing left to do.
I backed up on our icy parking lot, and then ran/slid/fell onto the door. Wham! Crackle crackle crackle.
I tried the door but it was still stuck.
It took two more kamikaze runs on the main part of the door, and two more on the hinge area, but I finally got it open. Took me half an hour.
Once I got the car started I looked at my ice scraper, and then at the sheet of ice covering everything, then I went back inside and watched the news for 10 minutes. I'd already called in late, so I figured why not warm up a bit? Plus I was all wet from using my body weight as an ice chisel.
When the car had warmed up I took the ice scraper to it, which is cool but these enormous sheets of ice break up and slide off the car. Like my own little arctic ocean making parking lot ice bergs.
It was still another hour before I made it to work though. The roads were a mess.
I drive a Monte Carlo, which has two enormous doors, and when they freeze it takes a lot to get them unstuck. I took my de-icing spray and started squirting all along the door edges. Halfway through the third pass the de-icer went squirt, squirt, trickle, dead.
Crap.
Then I tried to use my keys to break some of the ice, but it was too thick. There was only one thing left to do.
I backed up on our icy parking lot, and then ran/slid/fell onto the door. Wham! Crackle crackle crackle.
I tried the door but it was still stuck.
It took two more kamikaze runs on the main part of the door, and two more on the hinge area, but I finally got it open. Took me half an hour.
Once I got the car started I looked at my ice scraper, and then at the sheet of ice covering everything, then I went back inside and watched the news for 10 minutes. I'd already called in late, so I figured why not warm up a bit? Plus I was all wet from using my body weight as an ice chisel.
When the car had warmed up I took the ice scraper to it, which is cool but these enormous sheets of ice break up and slide off the car. Like my own little arctic ocean making parking lot ice bergs.
It was still another hour before I made it to work though. The roads were a mess.
Snow!
We've had our first snow in ages! It snowed for hours yesterday, big, fat, fluffy flakes that made it hard to focus on work because you'd watch the snow and think of snowmen.
When I was driving home, I saw people having a snow fight as they walked to the bus stop.
We haven't had snow in ages. It's been so long in fact, that we've forgotten where we've stored the snow shovel, or if we even actually own said shovel.
I think we must though. I know we've had to shovel snow before. Since it's MIA though, the snow pack on our sidewalk is nice and icy this morning, and I fear the parking lot may have become a skating rink of death.
I guess I better go dig my car out.
When I was driving home, I saw people having a snow fight as they walked to the bus stop.
We haven't had snow in ages. It's been so long in fact, that we've forgotten where we've stored the snow shovel, or if we even actually own said shovel.
I think we must though. I know we've had to shovel snow before. Since it's MIA though, the snow pack on our sidewalk is nice and icy this morning, and I fear the parking lot may have become a skating rink of death.
I guess I better go dig my car out.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Monday AMV
I'm watching S-cry-ed. It's pretty good, despite the teenage angsty-ness. There are some really cool fight scenes.
Now I better going, I'm late for work!
Now I better going, I'm late for work!
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Saturday Krav
Now that I'm better I've decided to get a little more serious about my fitness, so I decided to go to the Krav fit class, which focuses on cardio and aerobic workout circuits.
It is BRUTAL. In Krav fit, running laps = break period. Unless of course you're running too slow, and then the instructor says "Catch the person in front of you!" and if that doesn't work, it turns into "I'm not calling a waterbreak until someone catches the person in front of them!" thus initiating the most desperate game of tag ever.
When things get hard, the instructor yells out "Put your mind somewhere else!" so I thought "I will look hot in a bikini. I will look hot in a bikini. I will look hot in a bikini."
And we got to the weighted crunches, doing crunches with a 5 pound medicine ball, I thought to myself "bikini. bikini. bikini."
And when we got to the weighted squats, I thought "I'm going to puke. Oh I'm going to puke."
But I didn't and I even survived the Level 1 class afterwords. But when it came to the 3rd hour Level 2 class, I was done. One of the instructors started giving me a hard time, but I looked him right in the eye, and said "I will puke and die."
He laughed and said "go home."
Later tonight I'm going to a party, and hopefully this doesn't all catch up to me so that I'm ready to drop at like 8 tonight.
It is BRUTAL. In Krav fit, running laps = break period. Unless of course you're running too slow, and then the instructor says "Catch the person in front of you!" and if that doesn't work, it turns into "I'm not calling a waterbreak until someone catches the person in front of them!" thus initiating the most desperate game of tag ever.
When things get hard, the instructor yells out "Put your mind somewhere else!" so I thought "I will look hot in a bikini. I will look hot in a bikini. I will look hot in a bikini."
And we got to the weighted crunches, doing crunches with a 5 pound medicine ball, I thought to myself "bikini. bikini. bikini."
And when we got to the weighted squats, I thought "I'm going to puke. Oh I'm going to puke."
But I didn't and I even survived the Level 1 class afterwords. But when it came to the 3rd hour Level 2 class, I was done. One of the instructors started giving me a hard time, but I looked him right in the eye, and said "I will puke and die."
He laughed and said "go home."
Later tonight I'm going to a party, and hopefully this doesn't all catch up to me so that I'm ready to drop at like 8 tonight.
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Ow. Ow. OW
I went to Krav for the first time in a month last night.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh am I out of shape.
Right now I'm listening to Ink Heart. I want to finish it before I see the movie. It's read by Lynn Redgrave and she is amazing. My friend said she thought the first third of the book was really boring, but I've been fascinated, mainly from just the way she reads it.
I definitely recommend it.
I also played Rock Band over the weekend, and learned that I can rap. The rap songs are really easy, because you don't have to go up and down, so as long as you say something at the right time you get 100%.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh am I out of shape.
Right now I'm listening to Ink Heart. I want to finish it before I see the movie. It's read by Lynn Redgrave and she is amazing. My friend said she thought the first third of the book was really boring, but I've been fascinated, mainly from just the way she reads it.
I definitely recommend it.
I also played Rock Band over the weekend, and learned that I can rap. The rap songs are really easy, because you don't have to go up and down, so as long as you say something at the right time you get 100%.
Monday, January 19, 2009
Monday AMV
Well, not so much an AMV, it's a new Watchmen trailer.
Man am I tired of being sick. It gives me nothing to blog about. I slept. I blew my nose. I slept again. Blah.
However, I do have something exciting to blog about tonight!! We've finally found a way to participate in the awesome 24 drinking game!
Drinking games are rough when you don't drink, but you want to do SOMETHING everytime anyone says "Perimeter." But now we have our answer.
Caffeinated jello shots.
I used Mt Dew to make the jello, and now its cooling in a deviled egg dish, because we didn't have any little cups. But in a few hours it will set and we'll be prepped and ready to enjoy 24 the way it was meant to be enjoyed!!
With caffeinated jello shots.
Man am I tired of being sick. It gives me nothing to blog about. I slept. I blew my nose. I slept again. Blah.
However, I do have something exciting to blog about tonight!! We've finally found a way to participate in the awesome 24 drinking game!
Drinking games are rough when you don't drink, but you want to do SOMETHING everytime anyone says "Perimeter." But now we have our answer.
Caffeinated jello shots.
I used Mt Dew to make the jello, and now its cooling in a deviled egg dish, because we didn't have any little cups. But in a few hours it will set and we'll be prepped and ready to enjoy 24 the way it was meant to be enjoyed!!
With caffeinated jello shots.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
Monday AMV
Guess what started up again last night?
Beep. Boop. Beep. Boop.
Jack Bauer could punch Chuck Norris through the phone!
Beep. Boop. Beep. Boop.
Jack Bauer could punch Chuck Norris through the phone!
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Wardrobe Problems and How to fix!!
There is something to be said about being nervous about teaching sunday school in my home ward, but this defeniatly is a W.W. moment that just needs to be posted and maybe help you throughout the week or maybe in a tuff situation like I had.
I was just put in at the end of last year and I was asked to give the first lesson for the year. Now I have taught many Gospel Doctrine classes, but none of them had prepared me for this experience.
I had my slim black skirt on with my white turtle neck shirt. For those that are all into fashion yes I know that it is after labor day. So we are in the chapel and this is the big class. Many of these people helped raised me. Were my teachers and know me pretty well. So I had the class going into this lesson pretty well. I was walking around and felt like something was not right with my waredrobe so I am walking up to the front were I have my stuff on the podiem and I look down and I can see my very short slip coming down where it should not be.
Luckily my training kicked in and I stood up at the very front of the room behind a bench read some verses and put my legs together and let the slip fall. Luckily everyone was sitting far back on the sides that no one saw. After that I was able to wonder around the chapel and give my lesson.
After my lesson was done I picked up my slip and hid it between my books and proceded to go the family bench where I gave it to Hipolita to hide in her ver big bag.
She did not ask any questions. I told the story to her and my father at dinner and had both of them rolling because they were present in the room and did not know that this had happened. So for some free entertainment just picture letting my small slip fall to the ground with out any one seeing.
Apparently I think I dropped some weight in order for that to fall the way it did. Most entertaining just glad it did not happen this week!!
I was just put in at the end of last year and I was asked to give the first lesson for the year. Now I have taught many Gospel Doctrine classes, but none of them had prepared me for this experience.
I had my slim black skirt on with my white turtle neck shirt. For those that are all into fashion yes I know that it is after labor day. So we are in the chapel and this is the big class. Many of these people helped raised me. Were my teachers and know me pretty well. So I had the class going into this lesson pretty well. I was walking around and felt like something was not right with my waredrobe so I am walking up to the front were I have my stuff on the podiem and I look down and I can see my very short slip coming down where it should not be.
Luckily my training kicked in and I stood up at the very front of the room behind a bench read some verses and put my legs together and let the slip fall. Luckily everyone was sitting far back on the sides that no one saw. After that I was able to wonder around the chapel and give my lesson.
After my lesson was done I picked up my slip and hid it between my books and proceded to go the family bench where I gave it to Hipolita to hide in her ver big bag.
She did not ask any questions. I told the story to her and my father at dinner and had both of them rolling because they were present in the room and did not know that this had happened. So for some free entertainment just picture letting my small slip fall to the ground with out any one seeing.
Apparently I think I dropped some weight in order for that to fall the way it did. Most entertaining just glad it did not happen this week!!
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
Brugge
As I'm slowly clawing my way back to the land of the living, I thought I'd tell you guys about the rest of my trip.
After Christmas we drove down to Dover to take the ferry across the channel. We didn't spend very long in Dover, but I can see why the white cliffs are so famous. They're very striking. It was good to be on a ship again. I stayed out on the deck while we pulled away, and it was nice to feel the rumble of the engines under my feet and watch the water churn. Since the ferry has a flat keel, you could even feel the movement of the water. Although not everyone enjoyed that as much as I did. It was a little rough going over to France, we even got some spray on the observation deck windows.
The ferry took us to Dunkirk, France. Then we drove to Brugge, an awesome little Flemish town in the north of Belgium. You go to Brugge to go shopping. They're famous for chocolate, lace and diamonds.
I bought lace and chocolate.
They also love Christams. There were markets everywhere, and I got some good stuff. It was also freezing there. The canals and fountains were all frozen over. After shopping my friends went ice skating in the main square, while I held the fragile things and enjoyed the simple pleasure of watching other people turf it.
The next day we went to the chocolate museum, which was in this old townhouse. It was really interesting, and I learned a lot about how chocolate is made. They also had a chef who did live demonstrations, tastings, and a gallery of scupltures all made out of chocolate.
We also went to the ice gallery. It was in a warehouse that was kept at a brisk -5 C. If you do the conversion, that's about "I can't feel my face anymore" degrees Farenheit.
Inside the warehouse was this ice palace and you followed the halls to a series of rooms. In each room artists had filled it with ice scultpures and carvings. The theme was "Ice Magic" so there was Harry Potter, wizards, orcs, and all kinds of things. In the center, there was this beautiful statue of a dancing lady surrounded by lights. It was awesome.
Then we went back to England, and you know, I'm the kind of traveler that if the host country is doing something, then I do it too.
If they say "Happy Christmas" I say "Happy Christmas." If they eat figgy pudding, I eat figgy pudding. And if there's a nasty flu virus sweeping the country and overflowing the hospitals, then I'm going to catch it too.
So I spent most of second week being really sick. My hosts said I looked like Frodo after he'd been stabbed by the ringwraiths. The head cold cause an ear infection, which then burst my ear drum. A doctor in the ward was nice enough to come over and give me a blessing and an examination.
The good news was: I could fly with a broken ear drum.
The bad news was: I had to fly with a broken ear drum.
NOT FUN.
Once I got home I went to the hospital near my house, so now I have meds and pain killers. Hopefully the infection will clear up soon, and I can get back to work. The ear drum itself will heal in about 4 weeks.
After Christmas we drove down to Dover to take the ferry across the channel. We didn't spend very long in Dover, but I can see why the white cliffs are so famous. They're very striking. It was good to be on a ship again. I stayed out on the deck while we pulled away, and it was nice to feel the rumble of the engines under my feet and watch the water churn. Since the ferry has a flat keel, you could even feel the movement of the water. Although not everyone enjoyed that as much as I did. It was a little rough going over to France, we even got some spray on the observation deck windows.
The ferry took us to Dunkirk, France. Then we drove to Brugge, an awesome little Flemish town in the north of Belgium. You go to Brugge to go shopping. They're famous for chocolate, lace and diamonds.
I bought lace and chocolate.
They also love Christams. There were markets everywhere, and I got some good stuff. It was also freezing there. The canals and fountains were all frozen over. After shopping my friends went ice skating in the main square, while I held the fragile things and enjoyed the simple pleasure of watching other people turf it.
The next day we went to the chocolate museum, which was in this old townhouse. It was really interesting, and I learned a lot about how chocolate is made. They also had a chef who did live demonstrations, tastings, and a gallery of scupltures all made out of chocolate.
We also went to the ice gallery. It was in a warehouse that was kept at a brisk -5 C. If you do the conversion, that's about "I can't feel my face anymore" degrees Farenheit.
Inside the warehouse was this ice palace and you followed the halls to a series of rooms. In each room artists had filled it with ice scultpures and carvings. The theme was "Ice Magic" so there was Harry Potter, wizards, orcs, and all kinds of things. In the center, there was this beautiful statue of a dancing lady surrounded by lights. It was awesome.
Then we went back to England, and you know, I'm the kind of traveler that if the host country is doing something, then I do it too.
If they say "Happy Christmas" I say "Happy Christmas." If they eat figgy pudding, I eat figgy pudding. And if there's a nasty flu virus sweeping the country and overflowing the hospitals, then I'm going to catch it too.
So I spent most of second week being really sick. My hosts said I looked like Frodo after he'd been stabbed by the ringwraiths. The head cold cause an ear infection, which then burst my ear drum. A doctor in the ward was nice enough to come over and give me a blessing and an examination.
The good news was: I could fly with a broken ear drum.
The bad news was: I had to fly with a broken ear drum.
NOT FUN.
Once I got home I went to the hospital near my house, so now I have meds and pain killers. Hopefully the infection will clear up soon, and I can get back to work. The ear drum itself will heal in about 4 weeks.
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