Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Some Stuff...In Case You Care
These are some happenings around our parts
We bought some furniture. It was way exciting and one of those "oh my gosh, I'm an adult" kind of moments.

Steve decided to buzz his head, which was partially an accident, but then he was glad he did it. Votes: do you like it?

We went down to San Antonio to play with our families. We went to The Institute of Texas Culture and an arts event. This picture is in front of the restaurant we ate at, Rosarios.
We bought some furniture. It was way exciting and one of those "oh my gosh, I'm an adult" kind of moments.
Steve decided to buzz his head, which was partially an accident, but then he was glad he did it. Votes: do you like it?
We went down to San Antonio to play with our families. We went to The Institute of Texas Culture and an arts event. This picture is in front of the restaurant we ate at, Rosarios.
So Let's Talk About This
For the last 6 weeks this is what our street has looked like




Okay, it hasn't looked exactly like this. First, it was just dirt and then mud and then dirt again and then mud and then mud covered in snow. Then came sidebar on one side of the street followed by concrete and sidebar on the second side of the street,which is the current phase of the construction. You know, I haven't been the most patient person through the project. Looking down at your pant leg at work and realizing it's covered in mud from the construction just kind of irritates me. But, I have tried. Sometimes. I just don't understand why the city of Fort Worth couldn't have waited until after winter and hurricane season to start the new road and why with two blocks of undriveable street they chose to lay their extra sidebar in front of our house. Really, I don't think it was necessary.
Anybody else have frustrating construction stories? I'd love to hear
Okay, it hasn't looked exactly like this. First, it was just dirt and then mud and then dirt again and then mud and then mud covered in snow. Then came sidebar on one side of the street followed by concrete and sidebar on the second side of the street,which is the current phase of the construction. You know, I haven't been the most patient person through the project. Looking down at your pant leg at work and realizing it's covered in mud from the construction just kind of irritates me. But, I have tried. Sometimes. I just don't understand why the city of Fort Worth couldn't have waited until after winter and hurricane season to start the new road and why with two blocks of undriveable street they chose to lay their extra sidebar in front of our house. Really, I don't think it was necessary.
Anybody else have frustrating construction stories? I'd love to hear
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Kitchens are Dangerous Places
This is what Chef said to me right after I did this to my hand

It was a really good day it class. It marked the halfway point and we were learning about vegetables. I stayed after class to help with prep for the brunch the following day. This is when things took a turn. The chef assigned me to make bacon. I've never done this before but had seen others, so I quickly went about the task of putting the parchment paper and tray on the sheet pan, placing the the pieces of bacon in a row and putting it into the 450 degree conventional oven.
The first tray came out fine. Then I moved to take the second sheet out. I opened the doors of the oven, which open vertically like French door. The next thing I know grease spilled over the edge of the pan. I don't exactly have reflexes like a cat so my attempt to push the tray back in failed and greased spilled out the other side of the tray. This is when I screamed, "I need help!"
As soon as Chef had the tray in hand my hand was under water and then reaching for ice. I enjoyed my afternoon sitting in urgent care. So yes, kitchens are dangerous places!
It was a really good day it class. It marked the halfway point and we were learning about vegetables. I stayed after class to help with prep for the brunch the following day. This is when things took a turn. The chef assigned me to make bacon. I've never done this before but had seen others, so I quickly went about the task of putting the parchment paper and tray on the sheet pan, placing the the pieces of bacon in a row and putting it into the 450 degree conventional oven.
The first tray came out fine. Then I moved to take the second sheet out. I opened the doors of the oven, which open vertically like French door. The next thing I know grease spilled over the edge of the pan. I don't exactly have reflexes like a cat so my attempt to push the tray back in failed and greased spilled out the other side of the tray. This is when I screamed, "I need help!"
As soon as Chef had the tray in hand my hand was under water and then reaching for ice. I enjoyed my afternoon sitting in urgent care. So yes, kitchens are dangerous places!
Friday, February 12, 2010
Texas
This is why we live in Texas
This is not why we live in Texas
This is what we woke up to Thursday morning. It kind of reminds me of Utah. Steve and I moved to Texas about a year and a half ago; apparently mother nature didn't get the memo.
Although, I really do have mixed feelings about the whole business. On one hand last February it was high 60's and I was planting our garden in frantic, thinking we'd missed our planting window. A part of me would really like to have the weather be mid 60's. On the other hand I think north Texas needs to stop whining and come to grips with the fact that it snows here. This is our 4th snow of the season. Maybe it's time for the city to invest, I don't know, in a snow plow. I would even go for some salt, anything to help remove the snow that doesn't use natural elements like the sun. But, it is gorgeous and it was all worth it because I came home to this cuteness
So, it snowed all night and this is what we found Friday morning
We think we got somewhere between 6-7 inches. No, it not like the storms out east, but for a place that acts like it never gets cold it's quite the storm.
Monday, February 1, 2010
Have You Ever Wondered
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Sharp Knives and Such
So this past Saturday I pulled on my clogs, buttoned up my coat, and began a dream

For the last few years I've wanted to attend culinary school. I even contemplated dropping out of BYU to do so. Luckily I didn't (because I wouldn't have met Steve if I had). But, now the time has come and I am so excited. It really is cool having a chef's coat and floppy hat.

Okay, so it's not really attractive, but it is cool. The first day of class went really well. We practiced sauteing, learned about sanitation, etc. As excited as I was it did overwhelm me; it was like this sudden shock of "oh yea, this is school. I'm in school again." But, it will be good. The coolest part is the knives.

So as you can tell it is pretty much fantastic. Thank you Steve for supporting me in my dream!
For the last few years I've wanted to attend culinary school. I even contemplated dropping out of BYU to do so. Luckily I didn't (because I wouldn't have met Steve if I had). But, now the time has come and I am so excited. It really is cool having a chef's coat and floppy hat.
Okay, so it's not really attractive, but it is cool. The first day of class went really well. We practiced sauteing, learned about sanitation, etc. As excited as I was it did overwhelm me; it was like this sudden shock of "oh yea, this is school. I'm in school again." But, it will be good. The coolest part is the knives.
Exhibit A
Exhibit B
So as you can tell it is pretty much fantastic. Thank you Steve for supporting me in my dream!
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