Memory Card Dump

This post promises to have no point. I am going to clear out the memory card from my camera (and my brain) from the last week and throw it all out at you.

So this is what has been going on.

I made a pie last Tuesday.

It looks pretty good right? I even made the crust. Well,  it did not taste that great because everyone had one piece and that was it. Bad sign. I threw it away on Sunday. It was a peach/blueberry pie but I tossed in some leftover craisins to get rid of them. I dunno,  maybe that did it,  or maybe with all the nutmeg and cinnamon -- it just sort of tasted like pot pourri.  Does anyone buy pot pourri anymore? Remember when you had little dishes of that stuff all over the house? Well, I have a recipe if you need it.

I know I showed you all the crap I bought at the FIRC last week. Here is a picture from my front porch utilizing some of my finds. Oh and I seemed to have forgotten all  about my giant bin in the garage labeled "FALL CRAP." I got it out and then suddenly felt overwhelmed and took it back to the garage.  I don't watch Hoarders. Is this how it all starts? Please tell me no.

So what did I do on Wednesday even though I had been to the FIRC on Tuesday? I went again with my sister-in-law, Mo.  I know what you are thinking. I sure do have a love/hate relationship with my sister-in-law.  The fact is,  I have two sisters-in-law. I should give them labels so you know which one I am talking about. One is the semi-normal, Mo (that was a joke to see if she is reading) who lives down the street and then there is the other s-i-law (who somehow got out of hell on a visitor's pass) that lives out of state. I don't ever talk to that one.  Anyway, the point of all that is that I took this picture outside the FIRC.

I thought they were butterflies, but Matt tells me they are moths. Whichever they were, they sure liked this yellow bush (or is it a shrub Mr. Know-it-All?).

Our niece, Sierra,  came over after school on Friday. She is an Ugg wearing nut.

She is also artistic and drew a mural on my chalkboard.

 

 
Can you read that notation on my chalkboard? It says "FACIAL W/ MIA"  I know you are thinking;  that I am pretty fancy.  Well, I am. However, I have never had a facial. My niece, Mia,  is in beauty school down in Denver and I am going to be some sort of class project. 

In addition to Friday afternoon, Sierra also spent Saturday evening with us. My mom is down in Texas,  so Matt and I were back-up babysitters. Sierra brought her own chocolate fondue fixings. I am not even lying. She must have heard about that pie.

Matt and Sierra had a "who can eat the most chocolate covered pound cake contest" and I think Sierra won!

I don't know why these pictures are so blurry. I was not even drinking. Not even Coors Light.

Notice they ate all the cake but there were plenty of strawberries left over.

Finally, as a parting gift, I would like to present Murph recovering from a Sierra hangover (he loves her).

Ciao,

Memory Card Dump

This post promises to have no point. I am going to clear out the memory card from my camera (and my brain) from the last week and throw it all out at you.

So this is what has been going on.

I made a pie last Tuesday.

It looks pretty good right? I even made the crust. Well,  it did not taste that great because everyone had one piece and that was it. Bad sign. I threw it away on Sunday. It was a peach/blueberry pie but I tossed in some leftover craisins to get rid of them. I dunno,  maybe that did it,  or maybe with all the nutmeg and cinnamon -- it just sort of tasted like pot pourri.  Does anyone buy pot pourri anymore? Remember when you had little dishes of that stuff all over the house? Well, I have a recipe if you need it.

I know I showed you all the crap I bought at the FIRC last week. Here is a picture from my front porch utilizing some of my finds. Oh and I seemed to have forgotten all  about my giant bin in the garage labeled "FALL CRAP." I got it out and then suddenly felt overwhelmed and took it back to the garage.  I don't watch Hoarders. Is this how it all starts? Please tell me no.

So what did I do on Wednesday even though I had been to the FIRC on Tuesday? I went again with my sister-in-law, Mo.  I know what you are thinking. I sure do have a love/hate relationship with my sister-in-law.  The fact is,  I have two sisters-in-law. I should give them labels so you know which one I am talking about. One is the semi-normal, Mo (that was a joke to see if she is reading) who lives down the street and then there is the other s-i-law (who somehow got out of hell on a visitor's pass) that lives out of state. I don't ever talk to that one.  Anyway, the point of all that is that I took this picture outside the FIRC.

I thought they were butterflies, but Matt tells me they are moths. Whichever they were, they sure liked this yellow bush (or is it a shrub Mr. Know-it-All?).

Our niece, Sierra,  came over after school on Friday. She is an Ugg wearing nut.

She is also artistic and drew a mural on my chalkboard.

 

 
Can you read that notation on my chalkboard? It says "FACIAL W/ MIA"  I know you are thinking;  that I am pretty fancy.  Well, I am. However, I have never had a facial. My niece, Mia,  is in beauty school down in Denver and I am going to be some sort of class project. 

In addition to Friday afternoon, Sierra also spent Saturday evening with us. My mom is down in Texas,  so Matt and I were back-up babysitters. Sierra brought her own chocolate fondue fixings. I am not even lying. She must have heard about that pie.

Matt and Sierra had a "who can eat the most chocolate covered pound cake contest" and I think Sierra won!

I don't know why these pictures are so blurry. I was not even drinking. Not even Coors Light.

Notice they ate all the cake but there were plenty of strawberries left over.

Finally, as a parting gift, I would like to present Murph recovering from a Sierra hangover (he loves her).

Ciao,

Stayin Alive (It's all right. It's ok, I'll live to see another day)

Several years ago I read a story about a family whose SUV got stuck after going several miles on a unmaintained and snowed-in logging road on their way home from a Thanksgiving holiday vacation. It was tragic.  The dad died and the mom and and little kids nearly starved to death because all they had was a little bottle of baby formula.

After reading about that I put together an emergency kit in case I get stuck somewhere (though I would probably have to leave my house for that to happen). 

*** Disclaimer: I probably should not be allowed to watch TV or read the internet because my imagination gets carried away and I get obsessed with certain stories.  Remember  that med student that got stuck in a cave spelunking last year in Utah and was just left there because there wasn't a damn thing they could do?  Never mind.  Probably not. I get obsessed with stories like that and I lie in bed wondering what it would be like to be wedged between two rocks for days on end. I know I am weird like that. Don't even get me started on the doctor who got stuck in her boyfriend's chimney.  I seriously can't stop thinking about that poor lady.

So anyhow, that is how I came up with my emergency-oh-hell-no-I-am-not-going-to-starve-or-lose-a-limb plan.  I keep this backpack full of supplies in my Jeep. Now that cooler weather is approaching,  I got it out today to do a little inventory and see how I can improve my odds of surviving.

We are going to assume in my near-death scenario that I have a coat as I always have a coat because I live in the mountains and winter lasts about 10 months a year. Oh --and I keep a pair of snow boots in there as well.

On to the inventory:

I think these are definitely necessity items for me-- hygiene/health-wise.

After revisiting my (now expired) food supply, I am thinking that I need to step it up. I just grabbed random things out of pantry when I put this together.

Funny story: My sister was over at my house when I was putting this kit together a few years ago. I told her my theory of only including high calorie foods like condensed milk (1200 for one can) in order to increase my survival time.  She was cracking up and predicted the headlines in the news:

"WOMAN STRANDED 4 DAYS GAINS 10 POUNDS."   hahahahaha.

I also threw in some emergency clothing:

Keep in mind, the goal is survival.  I am not trying to win any fashion awards.

I also threw in some other things I deemed necessary in case my plight went on for more than a day or two.

(To be honest, I am not sure where I came up with some of these things).

On review, I can see that I need to add toothpaste/brush and some vaseline(?). What else?


QUESTIONS:

Do you have a emergency survival kit for your vehicle?
What would (do) you include that I forgot?
Should I throw in a jar of peanut butter (if so, should it be Jif or all-natural)?

Stayin Alive (It's all right. It's ok, I'll live to see another day)

Several years ago I read a story about a family whose SUV got stuck after going several miles on a unmaintained and snowed-in logging road on their way home from a Thanksgiving holiday vacation. It was tragic.  The dad died and the mom and and little kids nearly starved to death because all they had was a little bottle of baby formula.

After reading about that I put together an emergency kit in case I get stuck somewhere (though I would probably have to leave my house for that to happen). 

*** Disclaimer: I probably should not be allowed to watch TV or read the internet because my imagination gets carried away and I get obsessed with certain stories.  Remember  that med student that got stuck in a cave spelunking last year in Utah and was just left there because there wasn't a damn thing they could do?  Never mind.  Probably not. I get obsessed with stories like that and I lie in bed wondering what it would be like to be wedged between two rocks for days on end. I know I am weird like that. Don't even get me started on the doctor who got stuck in her boyfriend's chimney.  I seriously can't stop thinking about that poor lady.

So anyhow, that is how I came up with my emergency-oh-hell-no-I-am-not-going-to-starve-or-lose-a-limb plan.  I keep this backpack full of supplies in my Jeep. Now that cooler weather is approaching,  I got it out today to do a little inventory and see how I can improve my odds of surviving.

We are going to assume in my near-death scenario that I have a coat as I always have a coat because I live in the mountains and winter lasts about 10 months a year. Oh --and I keep a pair of snow boots in there as well.

On to the inventory:

I think these are definitely necessity items for me-- hygiene/health-wise.

After revisiting my (now expired) food supply, I am thinking that I need to step it up. I just grabbed random things out of pantry when I put this together.

Funny story: My sister was over at my house when I was putting this kit together a few years ago. I told her my theory of only including high calorie foods like condensed milk (1200 for one can) in order to increase my survival time.  She was cracking up and predicted the headlines in the news:

"WOMAN STRANDED 4 DAYS GAINS 10 POUNDS."   hahahahaha.

I also threw in some emergency clothing:

Keep in mind, the goal is survival.  I am not trying to win any fashion awards.

I also threw in some other things I deemed necessary in case my plight went on for more than a day or two.

(To be honest, I am not sure where I came up with some of these things).

On review, I can see that I need to add toothpaste/brush and some vaseline(?). What else?


QUESTIONS:

Do you have a emergency survival kit for your vehicle?
What would (do) you include that I forgot?
Should I throw in a jar of peanut butter (if so, should it be Jif or all-natural)?

Accidental Harajuku Girl

Fall is in the air. As much as I want to deny it, the aspen are starting to change. Don't get me wrong, I love this time of year. Fall gives me sentimental feelings of love and home. Why is that?

On to my post!

I was stumbling around the internets the other week and I came across this mesmerizing site called Japanese Streets.

The site contains pictures of real Harajuku street fashion.

In case you are wondering what that means, here is the 411 from Wikipedia.

Harajuku is the common name for the area around Harajuku Station on the Yamanote Line in the Shibuya ward of Tokyo, Japan. Harajuku is also a fashion capital of the world, renowned for its unique street fashion.  Many prominent designers and fashion ideas have sprung from Harajuku and incorporated themselves into other fashions throughout the world.

Here are some samples of some of the hip young girls featured.

Cool right?  Well flash forward to earlier in the week. I work from home so I wear whatever I grab out of my closet and don't ever pay any attention to what it looks like.  Now that the mornings are becoming  chilly, I have to layer myself.  On Tuesday I passed a mirror and saw my reflection. What did I see???????

Holy crap! An unintentional ensemble that looks like I stepped off the streets of Japan (in spite of the fact that I am probably 2 x the size of a Japanese girl).

HAHA! This was not staged. I often find myself dressed in crazy outfits and I will forget and go check my mail or Murphy will get out and I have to go look for him and I will inevitably run in to one of my neighbors.  To make me seem like an even bigger whack job, since I was alone on this particular day, I thought about asking a neighbor to take a picture of my ensem.  But I regained my senses and figured out how to use the self-timer on the camera. GO ME!

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!!

Accidental Harajuku Girl

Fall is in the air. As much as I want to deny it, the aspen are starting to change. Don't get me wrong, I love this time of year. Fall gives me sentimental feelings of love and home. Why is that?

On to my post!

I was stumbling around the internets the other week and I came across this mesmerizing site called Japanese Streets.

The site contains pictures of real Harajuku street fashion.

In case you are wondering what that means, here is the 411 from Wikipedia.

Harajuku is the common name for the area around Harajuku Station on the Yamanote Line in the Shibuya ward of Tokyo, Japan. Harajuku is also a fashion capital of the world, renowned for its unique street fashion.  Many prominent designers and fashion ideas have sprung from Harajuku and incorporated themselves into other fashions throughout the world.

Here are some samples of some of the hip young girls featured.

Cool right?  Well flash forward to earlier in the week. I work from home so I wear whatever I grab out of my closet and don't ever pay any attention to what it looks like.  Now that the mornings are becoming  chilly, I have to layer myself.  On Tuesday I passed a mirror and saw my reflection. What did I see???????

Holy crap! An unintentional ensemble that looks like I stepped off the streets of Japan (in spite of the fact that I am probably 2 x the size of a Japanese girl).

HAHA! This was not staged. I often find myself dressed in crazy outfits and I will forget and go check my mail or Murphy will get out and I have to go look for him and I will inevitably run in to one of my neighbors.  To make me seem like an even bigger whack job, since I was alone on this particular day, I thought about asking a neighbor to take a picture of my ensem.  But I regained my senses and figured out how to use the self-timer on the camera. GO ME!

HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND!!