...and more randomness!

For all of you who thought the randomness was over with the last post, sorry. But at least this time there are pictures! This week was a eclectic collection of good times.

On a shopping trip I let it slip to Keith that I had never eaten Spam. My mistake. He was appalled and the next thing I know there is a can of Spam in my shopping cart. Oh, dear. I am a brave soul when it comes to culinary adventures; I did eat chicken feet and Argentine mystery meat after all. I can belly up and try some Spam.


And I did. Keith likes it best when it is cooked with pineapple. I went heavy on the pineapple, and it wasn't so bad. I am not saying I would ever prefer this cat food-like delicacy to REAL meat, but it was okay.Keith's convertible has had a broken top most of the time we have been dating. A convertible isn't much good with a broken top, but a convertible top isn't much good in Utah in the winter, so it hasn't been a problem. Well this week it got fixed. Keith was going to try it out without me but I insisted that I had to come along on this top-down cruise of the town. He thought I would freeze but I am tougher than I look. Well, heated seats and a good supply of winter clothes helped. This is Keith's I'm-cold-but-lovin'-it look.



We have been Christmas partying it up lately. Between his lab, my lab, and our wards we have enjoyed a lot of free food (and good times). My ward decided to make it a formal/semi-formal event.

There aren't any pictures, but Keith's 25th birthday was Saturday. Classes are out so we made it a multi-day celebration. There was stuffed french toast, really good Chinese food, family, delectable hot-cocoa, a river, stars, and cake. Oh, and a kinda weird movie that is dear to Keith's childhood memories. Good times.

Lots of family hugs comin' up in 7 days!!!

Friday Randomness

There are few things as delightful as coming home after school and putting on pajama pants.

I like peach tea. I also like apples with cheddar cheese, and smoked salmon. My rommies don't like the smell of smoked salmon.

I bought a mint plant from the grocery store a couple of weeks ago. I thought it would bring me minty happiness all through the dark, green-less winter. It started dying the day I brought it home. It now lives in the greenhouse at work, where I don't get to see it as often. Apparently it likes the lack of sunlight in my apartment even less than I do.

Keith asked me what my favorite Christmas song is. I don't think he realized what a difficult question that is. I have mulled over it in my mind for an entire day now and am sticking with my original answer: Oh, Holy Night. There is so much emotion in that song.

Scrambled eggs in the morning sets the day off right.

There isn't any snow in Yellowstone right now. This probably doesn't weigh on the minds of most of you, but if the clouds don't step it up in a couple weeks then I will see my 23rd snow-less Christmas. And there won't be much need for x-country skis.

I think it would be delightful to have a quilting bee in a meadow on a summer's afternoon.

I like the word "delightful."

I really don't like the word "blouse."

I like pancakes more than waffles. I especially like pancakes with strawberries on top. They are delightful.

I get to see my family in 15 days. Keith gets to see my family in 20 days. This is going to be great. And delightful.

You all probably have stopped reading by now because you have better things to do than read about my randomness. I hope you all have a delightful day.