For all the band geeks...

I felt strongly about posting these two items. One should go without saying, and the other is a link to a forum posting from OK Go. They're a band that get's what is happening to the music industry. And they are trying to succeed. So enjoy the video, it's worth it.

OK Go - This Too Shall Pass from OK Go on Vimeo.

Recipe time!

Ok, so I love recipes that are super simple (ie. less than 10 ingredients and less that 5 steps) and this one is so great! A couple of weeks ago, our Relief Society teacher brought in these bags and asked up to smush them up with our hands. So, we smushed! And at the end of the lesson (which I cannot for the life of me remember what it was about), we had fudge! Crazy, right? It was delicious! I was craving chocolate big time tonight so I decided to try it out myself. I even got a little crazy and mixed in some mini marshmallows in half of it.

Family Fudge
1 lb. powdered sugar
1/2 cup cocoa powder
1 tsp vanilla
4 oz. cream cheese
1/2 cup butter or margarine

1. Place all ingredients in a zip lock back.
2. Force all the air out of the bag.
3. Mush around until the mixture is homogenous

This is a great idea for an FHE snack! During the lesson, have everyone in the family take turns squishing the bag and at the end, you'll have fudge! I found that double bagging was a necessity as I popped the first bag with my overzealous squishing. If you have leftovers (which I highly doubt), store them in the fridge in an airtight container. 

Snow

Reasons why I hate snow:

1. It's cold - There is nothing worse than being cold. I hate being cold. I would much rather be too warm than be too cold. I cannot find the words to express my deep, unswerving hatred of the cold.  Maybe it's my southern upbringing, but I'm a wuss when it comes to cold.
   
   
   
   image courtesy of NOAA Photo Library
2. It's wet - The only thing that comes close to my hatred of cold is being wet. Now, don't get me wrong, being wet has its place (ie. shower, ocean, etc.) but it's the partial wet that I hate. Either I need to be all wet or all dry. There is no half way for me on this point. Being partially wet makes me feel itchy and gross. (p.s. - I think if Truman had a middle finger, he would have been using it) 
   
   
   
   
3. Makes going places impossible - Because in the south, it warms up enough during the day to melt some of it. Then it refreezes into balance (and self-esteem)-killing sheets of ice. Plus, I have things I have to do! Places to go! Now, I'm just stuck inside. (I suppose it could be worse. Matt is home this week, but I could be stuck inside by myself)
   
   
   

 Image courtesy of failblog.org

P.S. - Dear cold/phlegm rattle that has lodged itself into my chest, I think you've overstayed your welcome.

Blogging as a form of procrastination

Now that I'm all learned and everything, you'd think that I'd have plenty of time to blog, but it turns out I'm not as motivated to check in on my blog when I don't have other, less desirable things to do. Hopefully this will change, but I'm not holding my breath. I've been look for jobs and there aren't as many as I thought there would be and I wasn't hopeful when I graduated. I've finally decided on a course of action so when people ask me what I'm going to do with my life now that I've graduated I can do more than have a funny look on my face as I tell them I have no clue what I want to do. I'm going to work for a few years and then apply to graduate schools in a health field (most likely public health or nutrition but I still really haven't let the PT dream die yet). But my plan requires me to actually be gainfully employed, so that is my mission as soon as I finish my project in the lab

Yes! I know what you're thinking! But Teri, you're not going to school anymore. Why are you still working (for free I might add) in that lab? That's a good question. I think I'm a glutton for punishment. Part of me really enjoys the seeing-the-results part of lab work, but everything that leads up to it (pipetting, calculating, labeling etc) is incredibly dull and tedious to me. But, apparently I'm an anomaly in the lab world. My sort-of-supervisor was introducing me to a few other coworkers and was explaining to them that she was pleasantly surprised that there are still people who have a strong work ethic (which is a term I would never apply to myself. I have great ambition accompanied by a dismal lack of follow-through) because even though I have nothing really forcing me to be in the lab, I returned to finish the project I was working on. They were mostly surprised that I wasn't getting paid and still came back. Any way, I (hopefully) finished my last assay on Friday and all I will have to do is come in and analyze the data. And then I will be done. Woo!

In other exciting news, my niece Eleanor is the most beautiful baby ever. I'm sure your nieces/nephews/kids have great personalities, but my niece Ella is the most beautiful ever. Period.