"Did you know that dolphins are just gay sharks?"

So, I have had absolutely no motivation to blog, journal, write, etc. but I'm really trying to motivate my self. So you get my snarkiness.

Totally want this dude's job. Awesome!

Because what I'm looking for in a grown man is his dedication to his childhood superheroes expressed in his underwear choices.

So glad they finally put instructions on tissue paper! Because it's always so hard to figure out how to get the paper into the bag.

It's like a Hot Wheels car just not as cool. Mostly ridiculous.

Somehow I can see why these were 50% off. (Yes, in fact, they are plastic)

Hate to see what their definition of 'any' is.

I'm feeling some mixed messages. I'm so confused!

If you're taking the time to put something on your window, make sure it's spelled right. Especially when it's a thinly veiled insult for all you 'whimps' out there.

'Dating the Living Prophets?' Sounds awesome!

"Soylent Green is people!"

And now, I leave you with some eye candy.

(As a side note, when I took this, there was still snow on the ground, it was about 20 degrees outside and I had to pull off my gloves in order to catch this guy in all his Spandexed glory)

Enjoy until I get motivated to blog again.

"Don't Put Twinkies on Your Pizza"

Conversation with my mom:

"Hey Sharee. How's it going?"

"Good. Not much going on. You?"

"Pretty good. How have you been eating?"

"Decent you know. Only going out once or twice a week."

"That's good. You know it's tempting to always eat out when you're on you own."

"I know, I'm trying to do better."

"Good. You'll have to show us some of your recipes next time you're home."

"Okay, bye Mom."

"Bye, Sharee."

I'm in big trouble next time I'm home.

"Did you just accuse me of being skillful and delicious?"

So yesterday and today were my first adventures in Christmas candy making without the help of my mother. I did it with a few coworkers and the first day was pretty good, the second, awesome. There were a few things that I learned.

1. You can never have enough Karo syrup

2. Same goes for butter

3. Wooden spoons are your friend

4. The candy thermometer takes FOREVER to get to the 'soft ball' stage or higher

5. And then it shoots up higher than you need ridiculously fast

6. Divinity made in a KitchenAid mixer is AMAZING!

7. Fudge needs marshmallow creme

8. And finally, all candy is easy to make as long as it's not overcast, not too sunny, the barometric pressure is relatively normal, it hasn't rained the day before, it's not going to snow tomorrow, and there aren't any animals within a half a mile.

Yea for Christmas candy!

"I'm not crazy, my mother had me tested"

Sorry for the prolonged absence. I am working on a good post for you three to read but now you see one of the reasons work has been keeping me busy...

Yep, that's just a taste of the crazies of the month.

"You know what the secret ingredient is..." "Love?" "Lard"

So over the weekend, I went to visit my sister and brother-in-law to watch conference and enjoy some of my sister's delicious cooking. My sister reads a lot of food blogs and tries out a lot of different recipes frequently so I usually get to try something new every time I visit them. For the pre-conference food, we had pumpkin cinnamon rolls and quiche (Yum!). Before the first Sunday session started, my sister started working on the evening meal which would include a rabbit. Yes, indeed, we had rabbit stew for the conference follow-up meal. I was a little nervous but dived into the stew with appropriate gusto. I found some things out about rabbit stew:

1 - It really does taste like chicken

2 - It's a lot softer than I expected. For some reason I was picturing almost jerky consistency.

3 - I could definitely eat it again

4 - Apparently a large group of rabbits is called a 'herd'. For some reason I really want to call it a posse.

5 - According to my brother-in-law's book on raising rabbits, you can raise over a hundred good meat rabbits in a year. How have I not yet hopped on that train?!?!

Yea for new food experiences!

"Excuse me, but in what universe are Slurpees Icees?"

Dear Seven-Eleven,

Why have you refused to change your Slurpee flavors for the past 5 months?

Love,

Tired of Pina Colada and Cherry

"You buy 1 tire, I give you 7 snow tires for free. Done, you interested, you call me, you know where I am."

Sorry to those 3 people out there who have been anxiously awaiting a new post on my blog, I've been distracted (see also: lazy/out of ideas to blog about) but now, I have a story. So I was driving to my sister's house yesterday to hang out with her and her husband and to enjoy some of her delicious cooking. As I was pulling off the interstate, I turned down my radio and I heard a flapping noise as I was slowing down at the stoplight. I figured that something had gotten stuck on the rim of my tire and I would take a look at it when I got to my sister's house or check it at a gas station if the sound got louder. As I went through the next few intersections, my tire pressure monitor came on so I pulled off at the next gas station. When I was getting out of my car, I heard a ridiculously loud hissing sound coming from my rear driver's side tire. I pumped up the tire and drove to a tire place to get it checked out. As I was talking to the mechanic about the problem, I could visibly see the back of my car sinking with the rim almost hitting the ground. When the mechanic showed me the tire, it looked like a key was wedged in it. I had to get a new tire.

There are a couple of things about this that I am grateful for:

1) That I was pulling off the interstate when it happened so I didn't have the tire pop when I was going 70.

2) That I was by my sister's so she was able to direct me to a nearby repair shop.

3) That I had some bones to pay for a new tire.

After this incident, I've also decided that the rear driver's side tire of any car I drive hates me. When I first moved to Salt Lake and I was driving Morris the Taurus, I got a nail in the rear driver's side tire. Last year, I got an nail in the same tire on my Rav4. Apparently, that tire has it in for me and one day, it will ruin my life.