Wild Rice and Chicken Soup

 Since the temperature was suppose to dip into the single digits last night, I thought why not make a soup? It started out fine, and then everything just went wrong.
 
I don't think soup is suppose to stick like that...













  It sort of had the consistency of brick mortar 

 It actually didn't taste that bad, but it sure was thick going down. 

It's Official.....

Hell has frozen over!! Brian has decided that at night we can turn on our furnace so we don't freeze to death.

I think the turning point was when our furnace turned on by itself because our apartment got too cold.

The lowest setting on the furnance is 50 degrees.

In the Hundered Acre Woods

Dear Mr.Sir downstairs,
    
We haven't met but I am your upstairs neighbor. When your hear those big clunks on your ceiling, don't worry, that is probably just me dropping/tripping over something. I am sorry about those noises but this letter isn't about me, it's about you.

I don't know if anyone has ever told you but your laugh sounds like a mix of a dying goat and goofy. Now this wouldn't normally be a problem, but you seem to giggle and snort at all the wrong times.  Say like 12:30 A.M when I'm trying to get my beauty sleep and when I'm startled awake because I think a goat is dying. Then I realize it is just you and I try to picture what it would be like to run you over with my bicycle. Now I'm not a violent person per se, but you see what your laugh is doing to me?

Also, I love Disney songs just as much as the next person does. But when you decide to sing:

"Winnie-the-Pooh, Winnie-the-Pooh, Tubby little cubby all stuffed with fluff. He's Winnie-the-Pooh. Winnie-the-Pooh. Willy, nilly, silly, old bear"

 At the top of your lungs at 6:00 in the AM, it sort of makes me not only want to barf on you 5 times, but also dress you up in a BYU outfit and let you loose in the Spectrum and let them tear you to pieces.

I hope this won't affect our neighborly relationship!


Sincerely, 

Me, From Upstairs

Pumpkins

I started begging Brian around the first of October to let me carve a pumpkin.

He just told me to be patient.

So last weekend my patience paid off and I got to carve not just one pumpkin but two!!!


Here is my witchypoo

Brian carved a ghost














And my spider that is missing something..


















Yeah for whoever came up with carving pumpkins!

You've got mail

(I had just finished working out when this pictures was taken, so ignore my nastiness)














This is what happens when you don't check your mail box for a while.

None of it was actually for us. Most of it was just junk mail and 3 letters were for somebody else in our apartment complex.

YBU

I would just like to say right here and right now, if you didn't already know Brian and I dislike BYU.  So when the Aggie football team rolled over the Bougars last Friday it almost brought tears to our eyes!

It was like Christmas came early and it was better than getting a pony.  Not gonna lie it was a thing of beauty.

As Austin Collie, a former BYU player, said "Obviously, if you do what's right on and off the field, I think the Lord steps in and plays a part in it. Magic happens."

This blog was written by Brian...



Yeah, that's what this blog is about.

Lindsey is working part time at the HYPER Building here at USU.  The HYPER is basically the athletic center, along with the Field House.  So she is exposed to a lot of athletic programs will at work.  One of the programs is called Fun, Fit, For Life.  It's basically classes you can attend and work out for an hour.  Some of the classes include dance, yoga, core workout, and spinning.

Once Lindsey learned about this program she immediately wanted to join in the fun.  She came home and let me know very subtely about her interest.  Eventually I said that we could try it out, but I had a few reservations.  All I could picture was an environment like the one featured in this video:



I have been road biking all summer with my dad so I figured spinning would be a good place to start.  So last night we went over to the Field House to join the class.  There were several people already in the exercise room.  The instructor was a little late, apparently because he was a substitute for the normal guy.  He was an interesting guy, I don't think anyone in the class could really tell what his preference was.  This made for an uncomfortable situation when he went around the class and adjusted the machines for everyone while mentioning to me to make sure my seat was correctly positioned to protect my groin.  Then he decided he was too far away from the class and needed to move his machine closer.  Of course he then moved his machine directly in front of me so we could stare at each other for the next hour.  Eventually we started biking and the European techno music began.  The workout began fine, but then the instructor decided to really get into it and sing along over the microphone.  Luckily, this didn't last long but kept occurring randomly over the next hour.

After the work out was over we did a few stretches.  At this point Lindsey said she wasn't feeling too good and sat down.  After awhile she got up, but she was still feeling wierd.  The instructor suggested that we walk around the track a little to cool down.  So we started walking, but Lindsey started to wobble a little and then bolted out a side door.  I followed her outside and found here throwing up in a bush.  She ended up throwing up five times.    Luckily we were right next to one of the busiest intersections on campus.

It wasn't all bad though.  Lindsey thought it was kind of funny because of something we saw a few days earlier.  We were walking though a parting lot and a kid threw up across the parking lot.  The kid had some force behind it, so we had been joking about projectile vomiting ever since.  Little did we know...

Eventually we got Lindsey home and she started to feel a little better.  So our first Fun, Fit, For Life experience was a huge success.  But now that Lindsey has recovered she has decided we are going back next week.