Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Spring in Illinois

I have decided that I am going to have four houses in four different areas of the world for the four different seasons that take place. I haven't decided where I'm going to be for winter, fall, or summer but I have decided where I'm going to be in the spring. And for some odd reason, Illinois has won that decision. Weird, I know. One season Illinois won't win? Winter. For sure.

Anyways, this week on campus we have something going on called Spring Fest. It's been going on forever because when I told my mom it was happening her response was "Oh, I use to love that!" So yeah, here for a long time. I don't know how long this whole "ice cream in a canoe" thing has been going on but it's some big deal I guess. I don't usually participate in things like this on campus but I had to be out there for work this year so I got some lovely pictures so you all could experience this ice cream filled canoe as well. You're welcome. 

Yes, that's like a billion gallons of strawberry, chocolate, and vanilla ice cream sitting in a canoe. It is then topped with bananas and strawberries and I think cherries. And yes, I had some. Because it's ice cream. And free.

Moving on. 

My mom, aunt, grandma, sister and cousins came to a park next to campus to hang out because it is a beautiful day. And my cousin's 30th birthday. Having little family picnics are fun because I am a 4 year old at heart and love playing on the play ground. I tried getting Ethan to do multiple different things but all he wanted to do was climb everything. Because Spiderman, duh. It was also Reese's first time at the park. And she enjoyed it. Actually, she enjoyed the dirt. And the little ant hills. Also, I would just like you all to know I almostttttt just spelled ant aunt so there's that.
And one more reason I want to live here in the spring but refuse to be here in like the fall/winter. 
These baby geese are adorableeee. For now. In a few months they won't be. They'll look like that nasty thing next to them. And then their poop will get every where. And they'll get mean. And I won't like them anymore. But for now, I'll consider them a frienmy.
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Tuesday, April 22, 2014

Dyed Deviled Eggs

My mom is on Pinterest more than any one I know. So when she saw the dyed deviled eggs on there, obviously she had to do it. And then on Easter morning, after 7:30 a.m. church, when my sister (who was suppose to help her) fell asleep, I was volunteered to help her make these lovely creations.

Side note: I was so excited that she wanted to make these, not because they were bright and colorful (okay, that might be part of it) but mainly because I was really craving deviled eggs the other day. 

They were actually super easy to make and only took maybe a total of 30 minutes.

What you need:
-Egg dye
-Hard boiled eggs
-A medium sized bowl
-Ground mustard

Obviously, you want to hard boil the eggs before you start any of this. So you may want to do that like the day before. Put the egg dye into the cups with some water and let the tablets do there thing. Then after hard boiling the eggs, cut them in half and take the middle of it and put it into a medium bowl and set aside. 

It should look like this. Next you're going to want to dye them. I put two halves in each cup and let them sit for like fiveish minutes. While the eggs are in the cup, put a piece of paper towel on the plate so the dye doesn't run onto the plate and get onto the other eggs. After a few minutes, take the eggs out and put them on the paper towel. Repeat this with all of the egg halves.

You want to put them face down so the middle of them dries. While they are drying you can do the middle part of the egg. I had never made deviled eggs before so my mom helped me a bit (I promise I'm not that helpless). I mashed the middle stuff together and after mashing that together I put 3/4 cup mayo and mixed it together. Then my mom put a pinch of salt and pepper in and a little bit of ground mustard as well. I mixed all of that together and then put it in a little baggy so I could pipe it into the middle of the eggs.
I think they turned out adorable and I think you could make them for any occasion, just change the colors of the dye. I hope you all had a wonderful Easter like I did!
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Thursday, April 17, 2014

The Bathroom Sink

Today as I was getting ready for work I noticed that our bathroom sink was getting extremely gross. I know, that's probably TMI, but I can't start off a post on things that send me into freak out mode without sharing with you one on the top of the list. Seriously, a dirty bathroom sinks I can't handle it. And I've known it needs cleaned for a few days, I just haven't had time. So in the mornings when I'm rushing to get ready for work I get to look at that nasty thing and promise myself that I will clean it when I get home. And then I get home and just want to sit for an hour with Luke before bed instead of cleaning. Oh well.

So here are a few other things that give me anxiety.

1. Having to clean the bathtub/shower. I absolutely hate this. Like probably one of the worst things that come with living on your own. Why have they not made showers that clean themselves? And why is it so hard to clean one? Like before I lived on my own and would hear people complaining about it I wouldn't understand because it didn't seem all that bad. Ugh was I wrong. And having a 45 pound puppy trying to help you doesn't make it any better. Seriously just want to scream.
Thanks Sookie.

2. Pulling by the pump at the gas station. For some reason I freak out and think I am way too close when in reality I am wayyyy too far away. And Nick makes fun of me every single time he is with me when I have to pull by a pump. It's awful. And I realize it every time I get out of my car. But for some reason it just freaks me out. That also includes pulling out of parking spots in a parking lot. This one could stem from the two vehicles I have already hit while backing out of a parking spot. But whatever.

This was just this morning. Perfect example of how the pump barely makes it to my car. At least I'm cautious. 

3. Slow drivers are also theeee worst. Really, what goes through someones head when they decide to drive five or ten under the speed limit? My philosophy on speed limits: they put a speed limit up but really you can go five over. For example, they put 65 up but mean 70 but if they put 70 up then people would go 75 and that's not what they mean. Boom. So please people, at least go the speed limit, but preferably go five over. K thanks.

4. Dirty dishes in the sink. Like why does this exist? We don't use our dishwasher because we never have enough dishes to justify using it. But I cannot handle even just a dirty knife in the sink. I have to clean it. After cooking dinner I never feel like cleaning the dishes but I don't leave them because I hate them sitting in the sink even more than I hate cleaning them.

And then this post turned into me just naming off things I hate so that's cool. Because there are so many things I do love. But after this morning, when I was stuck behind the same slow person for the third day in a row, I made a list of things that send me into panic mode. And then this post was created. So there's that.
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