I am really losing steam with this photo a day thing. I forgot again to take a picture until just now. Logan is in bed, the fireplace is on and Tyson and I are snuggling up about to watch Amazing Race. I hope those cowboys redeem themselves!
Last night I made another recipe courtesy The Martha.
I made a few alterations to what she had so what we ate ended up being an asparagus, mushroom, and salmon delight (what? this is why I don't write about food) flavored with roasted sesame oil, soy sauce, and ginger. I've never cooked anything in parchment paper before; it was very flavorful. Tyson said it tasted fancy :)
So this one doesn't actually have a picture but at least I'm still blogging!
Jonie at Just Between Friends gave me a couple awards! I'm so flattered especially since Jonie is totally famous now and just won second place in Crafting with the Starts over at Sew Dang Cute.
She has mad skills.
Anyway, she has bestowed this:
So this is what I do next:
-Thank and link back to the person who gave the award to you
-Share seven random things about you
-Nominate 15 other bloggers
-Contact the bloggers and inform them of the award
So, lots of love going around. Now I have to think of seven random facts...
1. Sometimes I pretend to be an ice skater and I practice my triple (okay, single) salchow on the carpet. I'm always afraid I'm going to land wrong and have to explain to a doctor (and the rest of the world) how I sprained my ankle just hanging out at home. I keep doing it though because Logan thinks it's funny.
2. Sometimes when I blow my nose water comes out my eye. It's so gross.
3. My most embarrassing moment occurred when I went line dancing one night and through a series of rigorous moves my pants split up the bum. Did I go home? No. I tied a shirt around my waist until my roommate brought me a new pair of pants.
4. I once got paid to swing dance for the opening of the Special Olympics in Mt. Pleasant (my hometown).
5. I don't really like to cook and when I think of the thousands and thousands of meals I'll be making over the course of my life I get a little stressed out.
6. I think birds are gross.
7. I kinda like the wonderpets and sometimes when Logan isn't watching anymore... I still am. How will they save the sea turtle!?
Okay, enough of that. Here are my nominees for both awards. I cheated like Jonie did and only chose seven. Sorry!
I feel like I'm obligated to talk more about considering it took me so freakin' long to make!
There are just over 300 rosettes on that thing. 300 times about 4 minutes per rosette divided by 60 minutes...
I definitely put over 20 hours into it.
Especially considering that I started gluing rosettes onto one wreath form, decided I didn't like it, pulled them off and put them onto another wreath. A wreath that I made fatter by putting batting all around it then wrapping it in yarn before adding rosettes.
So after all that, my plans to put it in my bedroom were thrown out the window because I want people to see it, darn it! So for now it lives on the mantle.
Luckily it was super cheap to make! I used old books that I had around the house, (4 John Grisham novels if you want to know) the yarn and batting I also had, and the wreath was only $2.50.
Unfortunately I had to use 20 bucks worth of hot glue.
Ha ha, I kid, I kid. But really, there was quite a bit of glue involved.
So, for the last time (today) The Wreath.
*I just wanted to remind ya'll (I put the link up here once already) that this was not my original idea. I saw this first on Under the Table and Dreaming)*
We took Logan to a Monster Jam at the Rose Garden today. Tyson's dad got tickets for us and we thought it sounded fun. It also sounded like it was right during Logan's nap but we figured we'd find a way around it. Turns out Logan actually slept through the first few minutes in spite of the deafening trucks.
But that didn't last long.
We could not believe how interested he was. He just kept pointing and saying truck? truck? We were worried we'd only get to stay for half hour or so but Logan lasted through the entire two hours.
Best part? This "Megasaurus" unfolded out of a truck fully animated and breathing fire. It proceeded to "eat" this entire car.
Well it seems that the new rage in blog land is taking pictures of yourself and talking about your clothes, where you got them, how thrifty you were, etc.
I can jump on this bandwagon.
(Oh wait, I don't have a full length mirror so when I want to see myself I stand on a chair in front of the bathroom sink. Also, I apparently lost the windex.)
If you show up unexpectedly (or even not) at my house between the hours of 6 and 10am I will most likely be wearing this.
Sweatshirt: UVU - alma mater
T-shirt: From my freshman year (that's high school, folks) of cross country. My own mother was embarrassed of me when she came to visit last and it was still in my closet.
What? 1997 was a good year, plus it reminds me that once upon a time I ran 8 miles. Straight.
Velvety black pants: Also, high school. I can't remember if I got them sophomore or junior year but I vividly remember wearing them to school. The 90's were good for everyone's wardrobe, I'm telling you.
Hair: A hot mess. Needs a cut.
So, there you have it. It would probably be tough to score this exact look today, but we can't all be fashionistas. If you save the clothes you have now for the next thirteen years you might have a chance at being as cool as me.
Logan working hard at one of his favorite pastimes. Reorganizing the spice cupboard.
This danger in this mission is twofold: one, his adoration of twirling when he's happy and high places do not mix; and two, his unpredictable toots and poops plus the proximity of my nose to his bum make for a precarious situation for me.
But I was willing to sacrifice for him (and believe me, I did) because he's been sick all week and just today was diagnosed with infections in both ears.
In three weeks we go back to reassess the situation and discuss tubes.
Well I was going to show you a beautiful picture of our golden brown chicken dinner with crispy potatoes and roasted garlic (recipe courtesy The Martha), but then Logan woke up super cranky from his nap (he's got a really bad cold right now) and he needed me hold him during the entire hour and half that I was planning on cooking. So tonight, in addition to that run on sentence, we have fourthmeal.