Have you ever craved something that was either really hard to get or possibly doesn't exist anymore? About a month ago, I was in the cookie aisle of the grocery store. (An aisle I usually skip, but hey, I couldn't resist this time.) I was glancing around at everything and suddenly remembered a kind of cookie my mom used to buy when we were younger. I don't remember what they were called or what brand, but they came in a purple package (I think). They were chocolate sandwich cookies with chocolate filling. The cookie part wasn't an intense chocolate like Oreos (ick), but more milk chocolately. The filling was so good. Not like the "Crisco" Oreo filling (can you tell I don't like Oreos?), but more creamy like chocolate frosting -- what I imagine the clouds in heaven will taste like. They had a swirly design on them, too.
Since I was reminded of them, I have looked for them in every grocery store I've been in, but have had no luck. I'm afraid they may be extinct. I wish I could find a picture, but Google couldn't even help me with this one. Does anyone know what cookies I'm talking about?
Friday, March 30, 2007
Friday, March 23, 2007
Camping
I saw this quote on my Google homepage this morning and decided that it did a good job describing my feelings towards camping:
Some national parks have long waiting lists for camping reservations. When you have to wait a year to sleep next to a tree, something is wrong.
-- George Carlin
I don't mind taking day trips or nature walks (no, not hiking) sometimes, but why would I spend the night in a freezing tent, sleep on bumpy rocks and wake up with goo in my eyes (thank you allergies) as I wander to the nearest bush to relieve myself? If I'm "lucky", there might be a stinky, fly-infested bathroom which may or may not have toilet paper. I hate being dirty, having greasy hair and not being able to take a shower. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate nature. For pete's sake, I was a geography major, and I think the world is absolutely amazing. But I don't think I have to spend the night in the woods to fully appreciate it.
And I HAVE been camping before -- I went to Stake girls camp all 6 years. Most of which were near our Stake farm in Bone. The only permanent structures there were icky shower/bathroom things. Oh, and the lake (pond was more like it) was full of leeches. Ugh. Despite all that, I did have a good time, but I've definitely paid my camping dues.
You'll probably need an RV if you want me to go again. Wow, I'm turning into my mother. :)
Some national parks have long waiting lists for camping reservations. When you have to wait a year to sleep next to a tree, something is wrong.
-- George Carlin
I don't mind taking day trips or nature walks (no, not hiking) sometimes, but why would I spend the night in a freezing tent, sleep on bumpy rocks and wake up with goo in my eyes (thank you allergies) as I wander to the nearest bush to relieve myself? If I'm "lucky", there might be a stinky, fly-infested bathroom which may or may not have toilet paper. I hate being dirty, having greasy hair and not being able to take a shower. Don't get me wrong, I appreciate nature. For pete's sake, I was a geography major, and I think the world is absolutely amazing. But I don't think I have to spend the night in the woods to fully appreciate it.
And I HAVE been camping before -- I went to Stake girls camp all 6 years. Most of which were near our Stake farm in Bone. The only permanent structures there were icky shower/bathroom things. Oh, and the lake (pond was more like it) was full of leeches. Ugh. Despite all that, I did have a good time, but I've definitely paid my camping dues.
You'll probably need an RV if you want me to go again. Wow, I'm turning into my mother. :)
Thursday, March 22, 2007
A Little Less Goo-ey
A few things I wanted to say about the Goo Goo Dolls concert last night:
1. They're much better on CD than they are in person.
2. The guy with the weird voice who sings some of their songs (if you have an album, you know what I'm talking about) is even weirder in person. I'm pretty sure he wears lipstick, too.
3. Going to rock concerts in general might not be a good idea for me right now. My ear drums were ringing and I felt like my whole body was vibrating a little from the bass. I'm not sure what the baby thought about it, but she threw a few punches at me. Those might have been dance moves, though, who knows?
Despite what seems like a bad review, I really enjoyed it. And if I wasn't 7 1/2 months pregnant I might have stayed for the whole thing.
1. They're much better on CD than they are in person.
2. The guy with the weird voice who sings some of their songs (if you have an album, you know what I'm talking about) is even weirder in person. I'm pretty sure he wears lipstick, too.
3. Going to rock concerts in general might not be a good idea for me right now. My ear drums were ringing and I felt like my whole body was vibrating a little from the bass. I'm not sure what the baby thought about it, but she threw a few punches at me. Those might have been dance moves, though, who knows?
Despite what seems like a bad review, I really enjoyed it. And if I wasn't 7 1/2 months pregnant I might have stayed for the whole thing.
Wednesday, March 21, 2007
Limits
Wow, I haven't written in about two weeks. For good reason, I think. Things have been pretty hectic and it's been a while since I've had a few extra minutes at work with nothing pressing on my plate. Even now, I really don't have time to do this, but heck -- I'm tired, a little stressed, and I'm doing it anyway. And I'll make it quick.
We went to prenatal classes two & three, which were significantly more interesting (and more graphic). We watched a few birthing videos, toured the maternity unit at the hospital and found out how much a 2-day stay at the hospital costs. Thank goodness for insurance. Yikes.
I had a doctor's appointment last week, which was sort of depressing. Don't worry -- nothing's wrong with the baby. It had more to do with superficial things, like how much weight I've gained and how my clothes (maternity, mind you) are starting to become a little tighter. My doctor didn't seem to worried. She told me I was on the higher end of the recommended weight gain, but just to watch my carbs and walk a little more. I don't know what I was thinking for the past few months eating ice cream almost everyday. I pretty much did this to myself, but it's awfully hard not to rationalize a big bowl of [insert flavor] when I start feeling "meh", which is most of the time lately. I've limited myself to one bowl a week.
I haven't had a problem lately finding time to do some walking. I ran a bunch of errands for work yesterday and helped out a bit at a trade-show in Salt Lake last night (Novell BrainShare, in case any nerds out there have heard of it :)) Under normal circumstances, I would have been able to stay the whole evening and help tear down the booth afterwards and probably would have felt a little weary and foot-sore the next morning. Um, not now, though. I was only in Salt Lake for 2-3 hours and walked around way more than I should have. It was evident when I could barely roll over in bed this morning and managed to hobble to the bathroom. It reminded me of the achiness of the mornings after I skied. Only it got better after a long shower. :)
I miss my stamina. And my brains. I can usually multi-task like a pro, and it's frustrating when I can't even concentrate on one thing at a time without occasional blank-outs.
I could go into church-related stress on top of everything else, but it's relatively minor right now and I really should get to work. One good thing, though . . . Steve and I are going to the Goo Goo Dolls concert tonight thanks to BrainShare. :)
We went to prenatal classes two & three, which were significantly more interesting (and more graphic). We watched a few birthing videos, toured the maternity unit at the hospital and found out how much a 2-day stay at the hospital costs. Thank goodness for insurance. Yikes.
I had a doctor's appointment last week, which was sort of depressing. Don't worry -- nothing's wrong with the baby. It had more to do with superficial things, like how much weight I've gained and how my clothes (maternity, mind you) are starting to become a little tighter. My doctor didn't seem to worried. She told me I was on the higher end of the recommended weight gain, but just to watch my carbs and walk a little more. I don't know what I was thinking for the past few months eating ice cream almost everyday. I pretty much did this to myself, but it's awfully hard not to rationalize a big bowl of [insert flavor] when I start feeling "meh", which is most of the time lately. I've limited myself to one bowl a week.
I haven't had a problem lately finding time to do some walking. I ran a bunch of errands for work yesterday and helped out a bit at a trade-show in Salt Lake last night (Novell BrainShare, in case any nerds out there have heard of it :)) Under normal circumstances, I would have been able to stay the whole evening and help tear down the booth afterwards and probably would have felt a little weary and foot-sore the next morning. Um, not now, though. I was only in Salt Lake for 2-3 hours and walked around way more than I should have. It was evident when I could barely roll over in bed this morning and managed to hobble to the bathroom. It reminded me of the achiness of the mornings after I skied. Only it got better after a long shower. :)
I miss my stamina. And my brains. I can usually multi-task like a pro, and it's frustrating when I can't even concentrate on one thing at a time without occasional blank-outs.
I could go into church-related stress on top of everything else, but it's relatively minor right now and I really should get to work. One good thing, though . . . Steve and I are going to the Goo Goo Dolls concert tonight thanks to BrainShare. :)
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