Mother's Day and Nathan and Keiko's Wedding

My life is filled with adventures. First we are going to discuss my wonderful husband and the adventure that was visited my mama for mother's day. Second we will discuss by cousin Nathan's wedding.

First, my sweet husband. I really wanted to visit with my mother for mother's day. However, as time approached, it became evident that this was simply not to be the case. I worked all weekend (except Sunday) and it just didn't seem quite feasable. Then my delightful boy toy suggested that we drive down and back in the same day! Done and done. The look on my mother's face as we surprised her by walking into church was priceless.


Second, I accompanied my mother to my cousin Nathan's wedding. It was in the morning at the God-awful hour of 8:15, of course, we had to be there at 7:45. So I ended up staying the night with my mother in the hotel room after gorging myself at Village Inn (really? I couldn't pick a better place?) Anyway, I said my name after my prayer, so my mom would know I was done praying. She as she and her sister Rhonda used to do as children. It made my Mom laugh in the middle of her prayer. But I think that God got the joke and was laughing too. Then we went to a lovely sealing ceremony and the couple looks like they are off to a great start.



Books I have read recently: The Angel's Game by Carlos Ruiz Zafon Very good, but very dark and a little disturbing.

Great website for cajun cooking recipes: cajunbytes.com

Hair Cuts and Back Pain and New Phones

So this week has been largely uneventful. However, I did get my hair cut. However, I don't have any recent pictures, and it was just a trim, so not so very different. However, I recently read an article regarding how pretty people make more money than ugly people. I think I was just trying to increase our income by getting my hair cut. About my face, I don't think I am ready for drastic surgery yet, but I might be willing to get a facial.

Also, I hurt my back. This has provided me with the prime opportunity to use the heating pads that I bought a year or two ago,and have languished in storage. It turns out the Israeli guy I got them from (don't judge, he told me I was pretty, see comments above) was in fact right; they smell good (unlike Jameson's Grandmother's bean one, which smells shockingly of burned beans), and seem to make it so that I can move my head in both directions.

Last but not least, Jameson's TV phone finally died. He has been eyeing the new droid for the last year. I just didn't have the moral fortitude to tell him no. Since then, I have to go to drastic measures to get my husband's attention from his phone and all the new apps he has aquired in just two short days.

Books I have read recently: The Sweetness At the Bottom of the Pie by Alan Bradley (highly recommend) and Asta in the Wings by an author whose name I am at a loss for.

Grizzly Game

I know, it has been ages since I posted. Let's just say a lot happened. I'm married, changed jobs and living situations.

That said, my husband Jameson and I recently went to the last Grizzly game of the season. For those of you who don't know, the Grizzlies are the minor league hockey team in Salt Lake. The E-center is rarely, if ever full or even half full for their games. They are an underappreciated team to say the least. Nevertheless, our good friend Shaun procured discounted ringside seats. This being the last game, drastic measures where needed to help the team understand our devotion.

That drastic measure involved four close friends painting their bodies green and white. Then going to the game and yelling at the refs. Lucky me, I was along for the ride. That is probably the highlight of the week to be honest.

I will add some photos for your viewing pleasure :)

Music I currently love: OwlCity

Books I've recently read: Pirate Latitudes

Recipe I love:

Wisconsin Cauliflower SoupYields: 9 cups or 8 first-course servings (or 4-5 hungry adults :)

2 tablespoons margarine or butter (1/4 stick)1 medium onion, chopped1/4 cup all-purpose flour1/2 teaspoon salt2 cups milk1 can (13 3/4 to 14 1/2 ounces) chicken broth1 head (2 1/2 pounds) cauliflower, cut into 1-inch pieces1 teaspoon Dijon mustard1 cup shredded cheddar cheese1 cup pepper jack cheese

In 4-quart saucepan, melt margarine or butter over medium heat. Add onion and cook until golden, about 10 minutes, stirring occasionally. Stir in flour and salt; cook 2minutes, stirring frequently. Gradually stir in milk, chicken broth, and 1 1/2 cups water; add cauliflower and heat to boiling over high heat. Reduce heat to low; cover and simmer until cauliflower is tender, about 10 minutes. In blender (with center part of blender cover removed to allow steam to escape), blend cauliflower mixture at low speed in small batches until very smooth. Return cauliflower mixture to saucepan; heat over medium heat until hot, stirring occasionally. Remove saucepan from heat; stir in mustard and 1 1/2 cups cheese until melted and smooth. Garnish soup with remaining cheese to serve.

The Holi or The Color Festival

There are many ways that I have become a hippie. Not so much in my sister's former way of not shaving and hiking in the mountains. I just fancy myself a free spirit. A bit bohemian, if you will. That would be how I ended up at a Hindu Holi Festival in Spanish Fork Utah this last weekend with my friend, Megan.

The Hindu Holi Festival (I didn't know it was called a Holi Festival until after I googled the experience later) otherwise known as the Color Festival involves buying bags of colored chalk, a bonfire with the effigy of a woman on it, and at the appropriate time throwing the colored chalk into the air in a cloud of color. Then the Hari Krishna chants start and everyone (in my case 50,000 people in a very condensed area) begins a massive color war.

I ended up at this because Megan (definitely a hippie) came down to Salt Lake and invited me to, "some kind of festival with my friend Sofi down in Spanish Fork". I said "Yes!" Then we got a Jamba Juice and headed down. We saw Sofi for about five minutes at the beginning and end of the experience. Mostly, I walked through the temple, where they sold arabic and hindi jewelery. Yeah, you better believe I was all over that action. Then we bought large bags of powdered chalk. Then we went in search of Sofi. I ended up nowhere near her, but in a very tight crowd around a bonfire with my face pressed firmly into the arm pit of a rather hairy man. That being said, I was in the thick of it (literally) when the festivities began. Megan dumped an entire bag of pink chalk on my head and rubbed it in. Then I tried to open a bag of chalk with my mouth. Purple chalk is not tasty. Then I also had the pleasure of someone throwing a handful of green chalk in my face. It was so. much. FUN! Then we almost starved on our way home, so we stopped in Provo for some Subway while small children stared at our multi-colored hair and skin. Megan made the comment about being embarassed to be with a colored woman. Overall, it was a Saturday well spent.

And yes, I am still a free spirit.

Book I've read recently and liked: The Watchmen -- it's a little wierd, but an interesting look at heroes.

Music I recently discovered: Portugal, the Man -- kinda 70s rock-ish.