Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Ghost House

Anyone ever had roasted pumpkin seeds before? They're delicious? That's what I'm doing today: Homework and roasting the pumpkin seeds from last nights carving escepade. If anyone is wondering why I don't blog very often, It's because nothing ever happens.

Roasted Pumpkin Seeds

After picking out your seeds from the pumpkin guts, rinse them and retrieve the bits of pumpkin inside that you may have missed. Boil your seeds in salt water--2 cups water and a teaspoon of salt per half-cup of seeds. Simmer for around 10 minutes. The seeds will sink to the bottom of the pan when they're ready. Strain.

From here you have a choice: Toss your seeds in olive oil (a tablespoon of olive oil per cup and a half of seeds about) and bake at 400 degrees for 5-20 minutes (until golden brown)
Toss seeds in egg white and salt (or whatever seasoning you feel like) and bake on a greased baking sheet at 400 degrees for around the same time.

Just make sure the seeds are spread on the baking sheet in a single layer or they will stick together and won't brown as well. The crispier they are, the better the texture.
(the original recipe is here: incase you want to check it out).

Ghost House

by Robert Frost

I Dwell in a lonely house I know
That vanished many a summer ago,
And left no trace but the cellar walls,
And a cellar in which the daylight falls,
And the purple-stemmed wild raspberries grow.

O'er ruined fences the grapevines shield
The woods come back to the mowing field;
The orchard tree has grown one copse
Of new wood and old where the woodpecker chops;
The footpath down to the well is healed.

I dwell with a strangely aching heart
In that vanished abode there far apart
On that discussed and forgotten road
That has no dust-bath now for the toad.
Night comes; the black bats tumble and dart;

The whipporwill is coming to shout
And hush and cluck and flutter about:
I hear him begin far enough away
Full many a time to say his say
Before he arrives to say it out.

It is under the small, dim, summer star.
I know who these mute folk are
Who share the unlit place with me--
Those stones out under the low-limbed tree
Doubtless bear names that mosses mar.

They are tireless folk, but slow and sad,
Though two, close-keeping, are lass and lad,--
With none among them that ever sings,
And yet, in view of how many things,
As sweet companions as might be had.

I haven't had a chance to really analyze the poem, but it seemed good and eerie for Halloween. I have this class called ENGL: 2211: Intro to Literary Analysis, where all we do is analyze poetry and prose. I have really enjoyed it so far. We discussed Frost's After Apple Picking the other day, which reminded me that I bought a book of his poetry for my birthday in March and had barely cracked it open. So I gave it a look and Ghost House is what I came up with.

So, my 8-month-and-three-weeks-old son has decided that playing with the computer when Mommy is typing is enormous fun! Oh my heck, it drives me nuts. I can't do anything without him being right there inserting "+++++++++++++++++" and "11111111111111111111111" into everything. It makes homework, writing, and blogging really difficult.

Last night Ben and I carved pumpkins for Halloween. Went to Swore Farms in Chubbuck a few weekends ago and bought a few massive pumpkins for, then waited till the week of halloween to actually carve them so they wouldn't rot too soon. Mine was a Frankenstein's monster, Bens and evil genius with sharp teeth, and I carved Alex a little one with a nearly toothless grin and dimples.

We listened to a Pandora list called "Halloween Party" that played a bunch of awesome Halloween music (like "Monster Mash", Michael Jackson's "Thriller", and various Nightmare Before Christmas tracks). It was awesome and totally got me into a Halloween mood. If you can see it, we sat on the floor of my kitchen in shorts and t-shirts with garbage bags underneath us and our pumpkins to catch the guts and went at them with serving spoons, steak knives, and an exacto knife. Pumpkin massacre.

Before I go, I just wanted to say that I've been working on a project for my books this week. I'm trying to put together an encyclopedia for all of my concepts. It's very similar to what I've been doing on my Dear Character blog, but I actually want to print it off and have a hard copy available to show people. It's kind of fun.

Frost, Robert. Robert Frost: Selected Poems. Fall River Press: New York, 2011. 4-5. Print.

Tuesday, May 21, 2013


Submitted for the approval of the health nuts: My Doctor Who Workout

Every Episode--Mild

  1. When you hear the TARDIS: 15 crunches
  2. Every time the Doctor sonics something: 15 russian twists
  3. Anyone says "Doctor": 5 push-ups
  4. Someone opens the doors of the TARDIS: 10 calf raises--20 if it's in deep space
  5. Meet an alien species for the first time: 30 seconds of bicycle kicks
  6. Someone is running: run in place with them!
  7. An individual or a group of people die(s): 10 burpees

Some Episodes--Medium

  1.  The Doctor says "Fantastic," "Allons-y," or "Geronimo": 10 lunges
  2. Ten says "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.": 20 squats
  3. Eleven says something is cool: 10 push-ups
  4. River says "Spoilers": 10 tricep dips
  5. Anyone says "It's bigger on the inside" or equivalent: 20 squats
  6. The Doctor says "Run!":__________
  7. Jack hits on someone: 30 second plank
  8. River makes an inuendo: 10 plie squats
  9. The Doctor insults a species:____________

Select Episodes--Intense

  1. A Weeping Angel moves: 15 jumping jacks
  2. A Dalek says "Exterminate": 10 v-ups
  3. A Cyberman says "Delete": 10 mountain climbers 
  4. The Master hears his drumming: ____________
  5. The Doctor saves the world from ending:____________

Okay Kim, give me some stuff to fill in the blanks!

I hate working out, but I love Doctor Who. Now I can't watch it unless I work out too.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Poker Anyone?

I neglected to discuss my weekend in my last post.

I drove back to Swan Lake at around noon so I could make it to my friend Levi's wedding reception on Saturday (18 May 2013). It was flippin' cold and rainy though so I didn't stay long. It was outside after all. I felt bad that I didn't stay longer. After all, I've known Levi as long as I've known Ben. We were all friends for so long. Here's some proof:

Shoot. I was going to put some pictures here of when I was a freshman--being ridiculous with my friends at Pep Band--but they don't seem to be on my computer. Either my brother has them on his or they are lost forever. Sad.

Robert came over to my grandma's to hang out with me Saturday night. We put on Tangled (his favorite show--I swear he can quote every line and sing every word to the lyrics if he wanted to) and Dueled with his Yu-Gi-Oh cards. Yes, we still play Yu-Gi-Oh. I'll probably say it a million times: We. Are. Nerds. 

(I have those two cards--Dark Magician and Dark Magician Girl. They're in one of my decks) What show do you think got me into Anime? Seriously.

Anyway, we talked too. Mostly about his crushes and stuff he's been up to at school. He enjoys talking about the girls he likes. There are three, but that's all I'll say.

Then we borrowed my dads poker chips and played Texas Hold 'em. It's not real gambling if there's no real money involved right? We were awake until 1:30 AM.

I absolutely love my little brother. He's smart, clever (there's a difference), fun, silly. He's honest too, something I think is really important. Kim and I have decided he's like both of us together because he's a nerd, but he's also a social butterfly. Its a pretty sweet combination.

Sunday was filled with good food, family, and a reunion with my husband after his week away at Drill. I was at my grandma's until four so I went to church in the ward I grew up in and had dinner with my family. It was neat. When I got home, I was super excited to see Ben. We spent most of the  night cuddled up on the couch together watching movies (The Avengers and Indiana Jones: Raiders of the Lost Ark). Much needed rest and together-ness.

My friend Destini was at my house while I was gone (she moved out on Saturday) but my house was pretty much spotless when I got home. It was a great present because I was tired and didn't want to do anything yesterday. THANK YOU DESTINI!

The Missis Misses

A week away from one's spouse is a little unsettling.

Like I said before, I was at my sister's all week because my husband was at a special week-long Drill so their unit could do weapon's qualifications before Annual Training in August. It. Sucked.

It sucked to be away from him and from home for a week, yes, but I enjoyed my time with my sister. Besides getting to catch up on Doctor Who on her Comcast, and getting addicted to Downton Abbey (yes, we spent all week watching British television. It was awesome), we also did some other things. Like talk about our children, stay up until 3am (getting HER addicted to Doctor Who--YES!), go to target, drink Italian sodas, hang out with the Shepherds, and go out to eat together.

I always feel like I learn a lot about parenting anytime I visit family members. I seriously have no idea what I'm doing. Kim does things differently than me, and seeing her reminds me that there are things I should be watching for (like my son possibly rolling off the couch! or something) and developmental advances (Adalae learned to sit up on her own, albeit wobbily, while I was there), especially since Adalae is only a little bit older than Alex. Plus, Kim plays with her daughter differently than I play with Alex. It just makes me think.

 DOCTOR WHO! I'm obsessed (previous post tell you anything?). Watching the new season made her want to start the series over. we got half way through the 2nd reboot season before I left. It was awesome.

 Kim: "I want all of the episodes! Download them straight to my brain!"

Me: "That would be so much faster."

Kim: "Not if you had dial-up."


Italian Sodas

  • 2 ounces flavoring syrup (1/4 cup)
  • 1 ounce half-and-half
  • Ice
  • Shasta brand Club Soda
  • whipping cream (optional)
 Add the flavoring and half-and-half to a tall glass and stir them really good. Add your ice. Fill the rest of the glass with Club Soda and add stir. Add (unwhipped) whipping cream to the top.

They're delicious.

We went out to eat twice while I was there. Once to the Rumbi Island Grille because it's delicious, and once to a place called The Gabor Brothers Main Street Grill and Pizzaria. We WERE going to go to Olive Garden (because it's our favorite) but Friday night in Leighton, Utah meant an hour-long wait for two! It was nasty so we looked up other places on her smartphone. Gabor Brothers came up as one of the only other Italian places in town so we decided to go there.

Kim really wanted Zuppa Tuscana from Olive Garden and ironically, that was their soup of the day at Gabor Brothers! It was pretty much an amazing coincidence. You should have seen the look on her face when the waiter said that was the soup.

She ordered Muscles and I had cheese ravioli in Alfredo sauce (which I'm just remembering I left in her fridge. Dang). It was really good and I would definitely go there again.

Today: Don't my boys look just alike?

Doctor Who

I will admit that I'm a little obsessed...

I wanted to make a post about the Series 7 finale that aired 18 May 2013, so, just for the sake of someone who is behind:


The finale was called "The Name of the Doctor" and promised to reveal the Doctor's biggest secret. I mean, there was no way they were going to tell us his real name (which seemed to be what they were teasing at with an episode name like that) but the Doctor has a bergillion secrets so it could have gone anywhere. The anticipation was killer.

This entire season has actually been a little off. Not in a bad way--I still flippin' love this show--but off. Probably due to the fact that they switched companions half way through the season. It was almost like they forced through the goodbye's of the Ponds and rushed through the "Impossible Girl" arc. Both plot twists would have had more effect had there been more time (I'm not usually a fan of filler episodes but filler in Doctor Who is WAY better than in other shows). Plus, the Clara thing had me feeling cheated out of more time with her before we found out what her deal was. I'm sure she's the companion for next season but still. (Might I add that I also watched the majority of the season in under three days so that may also add to the rushed feeling).

So, the finale.

I had all this anticipation for this episode (which lived up to its promises, in a way) but I was left with more questions with answers. Clara and the Doctor go both step into the 'scar tissue' at the Doctor's tomb of his entire life traveling through time and end up seeing all of his regenerated faces. Before they leave however, they see this shadow which the (current) Doctor tells Clara is basically a regeneration that broke the promise that he made when he took the name "The Doctor" (the name they choose is a promise, which in of itself is a neat concept. What does that say about The Doctor? The Master?--I don't know any more Time Lords or their names would be here. Yes, unfortunately, I've only seen the reboot. This is the one case where being twenty years old SUCKS).

So then the shadow turns around, and we see this:
 what the hell am I supposed to do with that? I mean John Hurt is pretty cool, but is he the next regeneration? The way they set him up makes me doubt it.

Theres been speculation on the internet that he may be a couple of things.
1) Doctor #0-- The Doctor's first face (before he stole the TARDIS and ran away). This I doubt. If he's zero, he couldn't have broken the promise of The Doctor because he wouldn't have made it yet.
2) Doctor #8.5-- this would screw up the number system Whovians seem to be attached to, but it seems like he may be the Doctor between 8 and 9; the Regeneration that fought in the Time War. I feel like this fits, but I'm not sure they're going to revisit the time war. They have a little, but it's time-locked. The episode "The End of Time" was the closest they've ever gotten before. It seems unlikely.
3) The Valeyard--This is a regeneration that (from what I gather) was said by The Master in the classic Doctor Who is all that is bad about The Doctor. He's supposed to be a regeneration between 12 and 13--one of his last regenerations (by the way, there's supposed to be a limit on how many times Time Lords can regenerate. Whoever set the number didn't think about there being a reboot). This seems the most likely option. The name is even mentioned in the episode.

Who knows? They plan on keeping us in the dark until November when they air the 50th Anniversary special.

Friday, May 17, 2013


So, rant:
 I didn't touch Alex and The Crazies for a week and when I looked at it last night, I had some comments from people I didn't know.  I really appreciate that people feel the need to give me comfort and support but that's not what this blog was intended for.

I started Alex and The Crazies as a way to communicate with my family about out lives. I write down what I feel and think at the time--like a journal. I'm not looking for "It's all going to be okay," comments. I already know that. I have great faith that everything is going to turn out splendid. I love my life, I really do.

I have also considered making this blog private... I'm only doing it for my family so I don't really care about what other people (who I am neither related to or know) think about it. Again, not what it's for.  (Plus it weirds me out a little to think that anyone can see it at any time).

I'm not trying to be rude or anything, just saying how I feel.

Now, Life:
 I've been staying with my sister all week  because my husband is at a week-long Drill. It's been nice to hang out with Kim but I really miss him. Quite different than AT last year (granted I was a little busy last year, with the Mary Kay Convention being that week too). Now I just want to cuddle up on the couch with him and my son and watch Courage The Cowardly Dog (or some other mindless cartoon).

But I've gotta get going. I've got stuff to do today.

Friday, May 10, 2013


I am so far behind that I'm not going to try to catch up.  You didn't miss much--probably just a lot of diapers and T.V.

This week has been full of Finals and cuteness. Have you seen my son lately? He's adorable! He's starting to grow out of his clothes so today I decided to put him in this outfit that always seemed to drown him before. And it made him look just like his dad.

See? Gingham. So cute!

So secretly, that was why I wanted to make a post in the first place. It's a good excuse.

Ben and I are officially finished with this semester. Ben just had regular tests but I had to write a few term papers for my finals in a couple classes. For my Music 1109 (Servey of Jazz History) it was a five-page, double spaced essay on Duke Ellington. I finished it on Saturday (the 4th). Awesomely enough, I got an A+ on it--full credit. I felt awesome.

The one for my History 1118 class (U.S. History) was a 2-3 page, single spaced paper and it was a pain. It was due Monday (the 6th) at 7AM. I finished it at 5AM that morning. Talk about your all-nighter. I veged monday because of the late night.

I mean, it was mostly my fault because I'd known about the papers all semester, but it still sucked. (I got a B on it by the way--82%).

My friend Destini has been staying with us since last week. Just until she can move into her new place. (She's moving into student housing so she has to wait until the semester is over/ the other people have moved out, but her previous place wanted her out by the first). I've been sharing recipes with her because she doesn't know how to cook anything that isn't meat and potatoes (which shes got me beat at--I cant cook a steak to save my life).

We've made Chicken Enchiladas, Cheesy Broccoli soup, Hamburgers and grilled pineapple; yummy things like that. It's been fun. 

I had more pictures of my son to post but they won't load onto Blogger for some reason...


Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Kimberly's Modeling Thingy

I mentioned it earlier but I wanted to show off my sister's modeling thing and how awesome she is.

First photo shoot: Victorian Gothic

Second photo shoot: Fly Away

She's gorgeous, right? Photographs taken by Vanilla Tree Photography

Late Nights

Its been a few days since I posted, so I have a little to catch up on.


 For some reason, Friday is a little fuzzy. Actually everything before Friday night is completely gone. I seriously don't remember what I did last week besides lots of Alex, housework and Grey's Anatomy. And not even anything specific, I just know I did what I do every day. It's an odd sensation...

But anyway Friday night was fun. We went bowling with one of Ben's friends from work whose name is Mike and his girlfriend Amanda (Mike Davis, not to be confused with Mike Hendricks, who is mentioned most often here. Mike Davis is from now on Mikey and Mike Hendricks is Mike). We chased all over town for a good bowling alley. Tough Guy Lanes had a bowling league going so we couldn't get a lane for an hour and Pine Bowl was starting a promotion at 9:30 and we would have had to leave if we started before then (don't ask me why the heck why. I doesn't make any sense), So we ended up at the PSUB which turned out to be awesome because they had the black lights on. Black lights make everything better.

Mikey and Amanda have a little boy who is 2 weeks younger than Alex whose name is Corbin. It was fun to bowl, but it was just as fun to talk about our kids because they're doing roughly the same things at the same time (developmentally).

Afterwards, Mikey and Amanda had to go because they were expecting people later on so Ben and I went to Tastee Treet, which turns out, is open till 11 on the weekends.


 I was mostly bored Saturday because Ben worked on the house with Mike all day. Mostly they chopped out the bush and cut down the tree in my front yard which took forever because they had to chase all over to get tools. Then we had Tastee Treet for dinner. Again. But Mike bought this time so it wasn't so bad. I don't suggest having it two nights in a row very often though. Its yummy but not very filling.

I DID make Cream Scones though, so the WHOLE day wasn't a loss.

Cream Scones

1 Tablespoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
3 Tablespoons sugar
2 cups flour
1/2 cup butter
2 large eggs
1/2 cup evaporated milk

Sift baking powder, salt and flour together. Mix in the sugar. Cut in butter as for a pie crust. Stir in the eggs and milk. Turn onto lightly floured surface and knead very lightly. Divide into 2 parts and roll each part into a circle about 1/4 in. thick. Cut circle into quarters and place on a cookie sheet. Brush the tops of the scones with egg yoke beaten with a little bit of evaporated milk. Bake at 450 degrees about 15 minutes. Serve warm with butter and jam


 Awesome, awesome, awesome! No joke. Ben got up and made a pancake breakfast with eggs and bacon (which isn't normal at our house). We went to church in our new ward, which is nice and small. Then after, we went for a walk around old town--up to the library, and back down on main to Ridley's where we were heathens and got treats so we could go home and watch a movie together. Stardust, because it's both action-ie AND feel-good.

Theeeeen we both had to do homework which took 'till 3am. Alex got tons of sleep but I didn't. He fell asleep around 9pm and decided 8am was the perfect time to be awake and stay awake. He fussed until I sat him up and got busy.

Somewhere in there Ben and I ended up on the floor taking a break from studying by talking and teasing each other. It was great fun.


The only one thing that was cool about Monday was dinner. I sort of made it up. I wanted some kind of sweet something to go with baked sweet potatoes so I did this:

[Insert Recipe Name Here]

2 chicken breasts, thawed
1/2 cup butter, melted
2-3 Tablespoons brown sugar
1/2 teaspoon cardamon
1/2 teaspoon paprika
salt to taste 

Preheat oven to 450 degrees. In 9x9 baking dish, whisk together butter, cardamom, paprika and brown sugar. Add chicken, covering with butter sauce (which I did by sticking them in the sauce, then flipping them around so both sides were seasoned). Bake 40 minutes or until internal temperature reaches 165 degrees. (the brown sugar kind of burns a little but all the butter keeps it from sticking to the chicken).


I was sick yesterday with the chills and a headache, which I think was caused by an awesomely awful clogged duct on my right side. I spent the majority of the day watching Grey's Anatomy in my pajamas.

Ben was nice enough to make dinner last night since I didn't feel well. We just had Cream-of-Chicken-Soup-sauce over rice but it was still nice of him. It was what I wanted anyway. Then we watched The Incredibles and ate ice cream. It was awesome.

Ya know, it occured to me while we were watching The Incredibles... remember how Mr. Incredible is sued for saving someone from jumping off a 10-story building at the beginning? Mr. Sansweets or something... Can you actually be sued for thwarting someones attempted suicide? I thought you were supposed to do everything you could to prevent suicides.


Today was basically an awesome day, apart from the forgetting to eat that I did until, like, 5pm.
I watched an episode of Grey's Anatomy, cleaned my whole house, unpacked the remaining 3 boxes that have been driving me nuts for days, told a few stories to my son and read 2 chapters in my Political Science textbook (I have a test this weekend). Pretty eventful compared to yesterday.
For Dinner:

Taco Soup

1 lb hamburger
an onion, chopped
3 cups water
2 cans diced, stewed tomatoes (with juice)
1 can pinto, black or kidney beans, drained
1 can corn (with or without water)
1 pkg taco seasoning
1 pkg ranch seasoning
a bag of fritos
grated cheese

Brown hamburger in large 6 qt soup pan, adding onion either before or after cooking. Add rest of ingredients and bring to a boil. Turn down to medium-low and simmer 20 minutes. Serve with grated cheese and fritos. (Also, a little can of diced green chilies is really good in it too).

By the way, I found my camera. These are from today (April 24th).

Monday, April 15, 2013

The Blessing of Alex

(Imagine a big announcer voice for a second)
He was so freaking adorable in his little tuxedo yesterday.

So, my little Alex was blessed by his dad in the Lava Hot Springs, Idaho ward yesterday (the 14th of April, in case anyone was wondering). It was a pretty awesome day, especially since we got to hang out with all of Ben's siblings which seems to not happen very often.

But, before I go into that, I've got a few other days to talk about first.

When I received a call from my sister Friday morning, I had completely forgotten that I had volunteered to watch her daughter Adalae while Kim did a modeling photo shoot Saturday. However, due to worries about the weather, they moved the shoot to Friday afternoon, which turned out to be better for me because we left shortly after six-thirty on Saturday for Mom Egley's house.

She left Adalae in my care at about five o'clock that evening, and didn't get back until nine due to an excessively awesome amount of make-up the photographer put on her.

(This is a photo from the last shoot. The only way I can get ahold of them is through facebook, but there isn't any of Friday's shoot on there yet).

I have to say that four hours is a long time to watch two infants of roughly the same age (Adalae is about a month older than Alex). Especially since Adalae wouldn't take a nap so she pretty much wanted to scream for the last two hours because she was tired and wanted her mom. The only way I could get her to stop was if I picked her up and bounced or swayed with her. It was a long night.

Kimberly and Adalae stayed the night because she didn't want to drive to Swan Lake that night, and she wasn't going home until Sunday afternoon. So we hung out, drank hot chocolate and watched Princess Bride and Sky High. It was pretty great.

Plus I baked and packed to get ready for Sunday.



  • 1/2 cup peanut butter
  • 1/2 cup butter, softened
  • 1/2 cup granulated sugar
  • 1/2 cup packed brown sugar
  • 1/2 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 1 egg
  • 1/2 teaspoon vanilla
  • 1 1/4 cups all-purpose flour


1. In a large mixing bowl beat peanut butter and butter with electric mixer on medium to high speed for 30 seconds. Add granulated sugar and brown sugar, baking soda, and salt. Beat until combined, scraping sides of bowl occasionally. Beat in egg and vanilla until combined. Beat in as much of the flour as you can with the mixer. Stir in any remaining flour. Cover and refrigerate dough about 1 hour or until easy to handle.
2. Preheat oven to 375 degrees F. Shape dough in 1-inch balls. Place balls 2 inches apart on an ungreased cookie sheet. Flatten the cookies by making crisscross marks with fork tines, dipping fork in sugar between flattening each cookie. Bake about 8 minutes or until edges are lightly browned. Transfer to wire racks. Cool. Makes about 3 dozen cookies.

 Original NESTLÉ® TOLL HOUSE® Chocolate Chip Cookies

Prep: 15 mins
Cooking: 9 mins
Level: Easy
Cooling: 15 mins
Yields: 60
This famous classic American cookie is a treat no matter what the age or occasion. Enjoy it with a glass of cold milk.


  • 2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour
  • 1 teaspoon baking soda
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 1 cup (2 sticks) butter, softened
  • 3/4 cup granulated sugar
  • 3/4 cup packed brown sugar
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 2 large eggs
  • 2 cups (12-oz. pkg.) NESTLÉ® TOLL HOUSE® Semi-Sweet Chocolate Morsels
  • 1 cup chopped nuts


PREHEAT oven to 375° F.

COMBINE flour, baking soda and salt in small bowl. Beat butter, granulated sugar, brown sugar and vanilla extract in large mixer bowl until creamy. Add eggs, one at a time, beating well after each addition. Gradually beat in flour mixture. Stir in morsels and nuts. Drop by rounded tablespoon onto ungreased baking sheets.

BAKE for 9 to 11 minutes or until golden brown. Cool on baking sheets for 2 minutes; remove to wire racks to cool completely.

PAN COOKIE VARIATION: Grease 15 x 10-inch jelly-roll pan. Prepare dough as above. Spread into prepared pan. Bake for 20 to 25 minutes or until golden brown. Cool in pan on wire rack. Makes 4 dozen bars.

dough as above. Divide in half; wrap in waxed paper. Refrigerate for 1 hour or until firm. Shape each half into 15-inch log; wrap in wax paper. Refrigerate for 30 minutes.* Preheat oven to 375° F. Cut into 1/2-inch-thick slices; place on ungreased baking sheets. Bake for 8 to 10 minutes or until golden brown. Cool on baking sheets for 2 minutes; remove to wire racks to cool completely. Makes about 5 dozen cookies.

* May be stored in refrigerator for up to 1 week or in freezer for up to 8 weeks.

FOR HIGH ALTITUDE BAKING (5,200 feet): Increase flour to 2 1/2 cups. Add 2 teaspoons water with flour and reduce both granulated sugar and brown sugar to 2/3 cup each. Bake drop cookies for 8 to 10 minutes and pan cookie for 17 to 19 minutes.

Wackey Chocolate Cake


4 1/2 Cups flour
3 cups sugar
3/4 cups baking cocoa
1 tablespoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup + 2 tablespoons olive oil
4 tablespoons vinegar
3 cups cold water


In a large bowl, sift together flour, sugar, cocoa, soda and salt. Add olive oil, vinegar and cold water. Combine thoroughly.
Bake at 350 degrees for 35 minutes. makes a 9x13 and a 9x9 cake (about a cake and a half). 

For Topping

1 8-oz package Cool Whip
1 jar caramel ice cream topping
a score bar, crushed (optional)

Combine thoroughly. DO NOT BEAT. Spoon onto individual servings. Refrigerate excess. (Do not spread over cake like a frosting unless you are prepared to refrigerate your whole cake. Cool whip does not keep at room temperature).

Needless to say, I did a TON of baking Saturday.

Sunday went perfectly, I feel like. His blessing outfit fit, he didn't cry during his blessing, the dinner was fun. I had a great time.

There was SO much extra food. I expected a few more people to show up than did. I felt kind of bad.

I have to say that my ninja crochet-er mother made the white recieving blanket he's wrapped up in and my ninja marker-quilter-binder-sewer grandma Mary made the blue one. They mean a lot to me.

Wednesday, April 10, 2013

My Family

I figure everyone who reads this already knows about my little family but I felt like doing this anyway.

Ben and I met in middle school. I could not even tell you the specific instance because it really wasn't all that life-changing at the time. I had a friend who had a friend who had a friend who was friends with Ben. Me-Olivia-Brittani-Jones-Ben(-and as a random note, Levi). We actually all started hanging out and sitting together at lunch. These people were all my friends for my entire high school career (even if at some point they weren't all friends with each other).

In case you're wondering, NO we were not high school sweethearts. We dated maybe a week when we were Sophomores but that's it. We were really good friends for a long time until FINALLY a week before our graduation ceremony (school was already out for the seniors), he asked me to be his girlfriend. Seriously, I probably would have gone on a million dates with him while we were in high school if he had just asked. He assumed I was always taken by another good friend of mine which I dated on-and-off casually. (I kind of knew from the beginning it was never going to go anywhere. Mostly I was just having fun because that's what dating in high school should be).

Anyway so after graduation, Ben went to basic training and AIT for the Army National Guard. It seems kind of silly, but we really only dated a month before he left, and got engaged the week he got home. But I'd seriously known him six years so I'd say I was pretty damn sure I wanted to marry him by the time we were engaged.

We were married in the Logan Temple on the 20th of December in 2011. It was flippin' cold (as you can see by this picture) but I got my ridiculously blue sky. (See, I wanted to wait until, like, May to get married because I love the summer but we both felt like December was when we should get married, so we did. It worked out because I was pregnant with Alex by the following April. God gave me the best weather he could, given the circumstances).

We were only married five months when I found out I was pregnant with Alex. I was seriously scared at first but I wouldn't trade my little guy for anyone or anything else in the whole world. Being pregnant really sucks though. I was sick a bunch at the beginning (that's how I knew I was pregnant in the first place).

My little Alexander Grant Egley was born on the 5th of February, 2013 at 3:31 PM. He's seriously only a few hours old in this picture. He weighed 8 pounds, 9 ounces and was 20 inches long. His head and chest were 14 inches around which is why that little newborn hat is WAY too small for him. It kept popping off his head so I gave up on it and put a different one on him.

Aren't we all so good looking together?

Now I just want to post a million pictures of my son because he's the cutest dang little baby I've ever seen (but I'm his mom so I'm totally biased).

 I just love him SO MUCH!

 See? He's even cute when he cries. (Unless you can hear him, that is).

My New House

Lets see if i can figure out the picture thing.

So, needless to say, Ben and I bought a house. We closed on it on the 29th of March and moved in the same day, Ben being anxious to move and all. I don't have pictures with the furniture (and lucky me, I can't find my camera) but here are the ones we took before we bought it.


 As you can see, the kitchen is pretty much brand new. The previous owner was a flipper. He only had the house long enough to fix it up. New counter tops, cabinets, and sink.
And did I mention, brand new dishwasher, microwave and fridge? The stove is a few years old, but it works good so I can't complain. All the appliances came with the house.


The bedrooms, unfortunately, are connected by the bathroom. It's kind of an awful place to put a bathroom, but overall, pretty much the only thing I didn't like about the house.

There are two bedrooms, both of just about equal size. This first one is off the kitchen and is my room, while the other is off the living room and is Alex's. 


The living room has great lighting, along with fairly new carpet (as does the rest of the house). The paint is all new as well.

That's our Realtor with Alex's carseat. She's standing right about where our entertainment center is now.

The laundry is kind of self-exclamatory. The floor is a hatch that opens up into the basement.

Can you get much better than that rediculously large yard? I'm very excited about it. There's even a patio.

The garage is in the back yard and has alley access. If you ever come to my house, do NOT park in the drive way up front. It's the neighbors.

I don't have a picture of the front of the house unfortunately.

And now, a picture of Alex. Just for fun.

Isn't he cute?! He's only a few days old in this one.

Tuesday, April 9, 2013

Sleepiness and Shots

I've been debating with myself for the last few days about what I should put in my blog. Life stories, obviously. Helping my far-away family keep up with our lives is the foremost reason why I'm doing this in the first place. But along with that, I have other interests that could be useful to them (and anyone else who happens to stumble upon my ridiculousness).

So, Sunday afternoon. Destini came over again. (She's been over a lot recently because she's been having family issues and prefers hanging out with me rather than any one of her siblings. It suits me just fine considering that I get lonely when Ben is at work. Plus I love the girl to death anyway). Because of Drill weekend, when Ben got home, a conversation was struck up about one of his army friends that Destini has a crush on. I seriously left the room a full minute and when I came back, Ben was on the phone with Braxton Beasley, inviting him to dinner and trying to embarrass Destini.

I was in the process of making meatloaf at the time.

2 pounds hamburger, thawed.
1-2 packages Lipton onion soup mix (I like 2. It's so much better).
1 1/2 cups bread crumbs
1/3 cup katsup
2 eggs
Basically just whisk the katsup and eggs together, then add to the rest of the ingredients. Press into a large loaf pan and bake at 350 degrees for about an hour and a half, using tin foil as necessary to keep it from burning. (Really, It just needs to be 165 degrees at the center, so however long that takes).

My first thought about Beasley coming over was the last time he came over for dinner. I made bratwurst and onion gravy (something new I was trying) and he turned out to be very allergic to onions. So, second time he comes over, I'm making something else with onions in it! I was mad (Mostly I felt bad. I don't have any allergies so I forget to ask people about it).

Mostly we talked and watched The Avengers (thank you Stacy and Chet for the Christmas gift of awesome). I kind of secretly hope Destini and Braxton start dating. He's about a million times better than the last six guy's she's dated.

I woke up thinking Monday, April 8th was going to be another boring day... Uuuuuntil I remembered Alex had a doctors appointment at 2. No big deal right? Except he had to get his 2-month immunizations. They went totally fine and I thought "that wasn't so bad," especially since he fell asleep right after. But he woke up from his nap at 4:30-ish and screamed. And screamed. I was in the middle of Costco waiting for a prescription and I felt so bad because I knew he was hungry.

When we got home and he was all fed, I tried putting him down for a few minutes and he immediately started to cry again. I'd put him down, he'd cry. I'd pick him up (standing and bouncing or swaying), he'd quiet. I'd sit with him and he'd fuss. Which is pretty much how my whole night went. Ben was in a bad mood, my house was a mess, he had to study for a test AND I told him I'd make fried chicken! You try making fried chicken with a screaming baby. It's really difficult!

Little Alex is a lot better this s'mornning for sure, but it was a long night. 

Sunday, April 7, 2013

General Confrence Weekend

I don't feel like a lot happened this weekend, but you decide.

First (starting with Thursday), Destini Rowe came over to get some boxes (she's moving. Again.). She ended up staying for dinner which is unusual for her. I think she thinks it inconveniences me to have her over, as if I: A)don't already plan to make dinner, and B) don't love to cook anyway. She's too independent for her own good sometimes. (Ooooh but while she was here she found this recipe for Chocolate Lasagna which looks DELICIOUS! I really want to try it). It was nice to sit and talk to her for a while. I get pretty lonely sometimes at home all by myself.

While she was here, I got a call from Rebecca Corcorran, one of my friends from what I am now going to refer to as The Downey Crew (consisting of: Becca, Amanda Corcorran, Amanda Jensen, and Sierra Jensen. Plus sometimes other siblings of theirs including, but not limited to: Quinn Jensen and Andrea Poen. It's complicated). She asked me to come to Flags West in Downey for a dinner get together with our little Downey Crew. Instead, I told her they should all come see my new house and hang out with me in Pocatello instead. She agreed. And it almost happened Friday night too! The plans were all set until I got a call from my dad Friday morning reminding me that he had said he was coming in to see my house Friday evening. Of course then I had to cancel on Becca because my dad kind of made plans last week to come and I couldn't bail on him.

So Friday night my dad took us and my siblings, Kimberly and Robert, out to dinner at Golden Corral (which I like, unlike some people I know who call it the Golden Trough--Eww except the chocolate fountain. I won't touch that). I'm pretty sure I ate as much dessert foods as I did real food though. (Plus a Mountain Dew to drink. Man, I need to do some sit-ups).

Saturday was pretty boring. I didn't watch General Conference like I should have. I completely forgot about it until 2:30, plus I don't have cable anyway. Hopefully I'll get to it online this week. Since I watch a lot of TV anyway, It wont hurt to preempt my ridiculous Cartoon Network cartoon kick to get a little religious goodness into my day, right?

When Ben got home from drill, he texted Jerry and we expected Kim and Jerry to come over (since that's what Jerry said). But we waited like two hours and they never came (They're staying at a friend's house in Pocatello this week. She just had back surgery). Turns out, Jerry ended up going to the monster truck show with my uncle Paul, and his phone died so he didn't have a way to tell us that his plans changed. He didn't even tell Kim he planned on them coming over. Totally huge misunderstanding! But it still pissed Ben off because he was looking forward to hanging out with Jerry. He felt a little "swept under the rug" to put it in his words. So he spent the rest of the night installing our bedroom door and trying not to be angry.

I'm actually avoiding General Conference today. Isn't that awful? I want to watch it with Ben but I doubt that will happen. Its not the only thing I'm avoiding though. I have a test I need to take before midnight.

Oh, by the way, did I tell you about my dryer? It totally doesn't work very well. It needs a new thermometer. except that it has two and I have no idea which is busted. I ought to just buy both. I cant wash towels though because of it. They wont dry. At all. (Small loads of clothes will though).

I swear if FEELS like nothing really happened this weekend. I spent the majority of it cleaning, watching TV and tending my son. Its pretty much what I do every day.