Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Yoo 268 - Rocks and rice crispies
The kitchen fails continued last week with yet another attempt at rice crispies. With corn syrup and peanut butter this time.
After the marshmallow disaster I thought that would be foolproof.
I'm so naive.
Corn syrup is also used to make treats like, oh, I don't know, HARD candies maybe?
Yeah.
I cooked the corn syrup and sugar too long. And didn't realize this until the next morning when I almost ripped skin off my fingers trying to get one out of the pan. And then had to gnaw on it for the next two hours, chipping off one tiny piece at a time, while running on Friday. Maybe it was effective to spread the energy consumption out that long?
(I'll be funding those vacations for my dentist/orthodontist one pan at a time, yep).
I took the rice crispies camping (survival food) and they didn't get touched. I should have brought them on our hike to the falls to skip them across the river like the rocks that they were.
But I forgot.
So instead, on the way home, when the Gregman and I were feeling real hungry after stake conference, we busted them out (literally) to give them another try. It took a key and some heavy prying with the fingers to get one loose. But we giggled through those efforts and eagerly started gnawing away on our pieces.
This is about when I turned to him with a smile and said "You know, this is kind of fun." (referring more to our drive and the beautiful day and the music playing on the radio than the rice-crispy-eating endeavor).
And, without missing a beat, the Gregpica exclaims "Yeah! How often do you get to eat rocks??"
There you have it.
In a weak defense for those rice crispies, they were actually kind of chewy and still tasted delicious once you got a piece loose and broke a small chunk off. But it took waaay too much effort and made your teeth sore. So, after the urgings of some, I have adopted a new cardinal rule regarding rice crispies:
ALWAYS eat ALL of them while they are still warm and chewy.
No more rice crispies left behind!
Have a great day :-)
Monday, January 30, 2012
Yoo 267 - What not to forget camping...
1.) water
2.) chicken (if you plan on making chicken enchiladas, that is)
3.) the "dutch oven kit" that contains all of your cooking utensils
4.) a lighter
5.) a headlamp
Not that I would ever forget all of that in one camping trip...
...but I did.
The best part was when we realized everything I'd forgotten.
Paul: "Did y'all bring a lighter?"
Alisha (looking flabbergasted): "Paul, do you really think we'd have this SUV packed to the gills and not have thought to bring a lighter??"
(silence)
(I start to think...)
Kyoo: "Ummmm, Greg, did you move the Dutch oven kit from my car to the Trailblazer?"
Greg: "Where was it?"
Kyoo: "In the back seat..."
Greg: "You said move everything from the trunk!"
Kyoo: "We forgot a lighter."
There was some discussion (ok, a lot of discussion) about whether I'd really said the "car" or the "trunk" but we'll let it rest (i said car) and leave it at "we were minus quite a few essentials this past weekend". But we survived. Mostly because we sent Paul to woo another group of campers for their lighter. Three times. And made an HEB run.
My forgetfulness might have had something to do with me running all day and then packing/showering/leaving the house in just half an hour.
But I was starved and there were friends and a pizza buffet waiting for me!!
Cici's is one of those ghetto, cheap pizza buffets. But I love it nonetheless. I mercilessly ate piece after piece of Canadian bacon (hey Elizabeth!) and macaroni and cheese (pizza!) and spinach alfredo and buffalo chicken. (this is why I don't lose weight running...). Then I heard a group of people singing "Happy Birthday". And I thought "someone stole my birthday!" But Alisha and Greg and Paul handed my day back to me in grand style with their own, blaring rendition. Complete with a candle on a piece of dessert pizza.
Did you know I've graduated to 2 packs of candles now? No longer will a single, 24-pack cover the years.
Sigh.
But we filled our stomachs and then camped the weekend away at Pedernales Falls State Park. The weather was beautiful, the scenery was serene, and it was everything I could have asked for for my birthday weekend.
Some photo highlights!
(this is Turner Jackson). (the Kyoo mom got him for me). (he basically saved the camping trip, along with Fred Pastasaurus, because we had no utensils otherwise).
(Fred Pastasaurus).
(Paul shamelessly taking pictures).
(of these cars). (we rolled up to a gas station and I shouted "pretty cars!" while Paul started breathlessly exclaiming words like "Lamborghini" and "Ferrari" and "Corvette"). (we meant the same thing).
(and we followed them for a while). (so the boys could drool).
(the Gregchores).
(this concludes my photo dump).
(except for this one).
(my birthday cobbler). (with 25 candles). (i was basically holding a flaming bowl). (of wax).
Hopefully my wish comes true!
Have a great day :-)
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Yoo 266 - Runabout
On Friday, I spent the whole day, sun up to sun down, running.
And it was one of my best birthdays ever.

I got this little idea from a Dean Karnazes book I read last November. (both the Kyoo mom and the Gregbeau want me to stop reading those...).The idea was to go on a running adventure. Leave my normal routes and plans behind. Pay no attention to the time or how long I'd been running or when I needed to stop. Just set out the door with a water bottle, cell phone, credit card, and some cash, and see where my feet and the day would take me.
A runabout, if you will.
Most people thought I was crazy when I told them that's how I was going to spend my birthday, and honestly I thought I was a little crazy too. But once I've set my mind to something, it's hard for me to give it up. I told myself that if the weather was bad, I'd call it off. But January has been a beautiful month to be a runner in San Antonio and the 27th was no exception.
So, shortly before 7am, I set out the door with a peanut butter rice crispy in hand, jogged to my complex gate, and decided to turn left.
Starting out, I really wasn't sure how long I'd make it or where I'd go. I just wanted to run as long as I was still enjoying the day, and then call the Gregman if I got bored or tired or found myself in a sketch part of town.
Cool beans.
It was seriously the best. I ran around with this stupid grin on my face the whole day.

I ran along Wurzbach for a while and watched the cars race by with everyone rushing off to work. Coffee in one hand. Glances to the cell phone in the dash. Some honking. Probably thinking about getting through just one more day of work.
I was thinking about my freezing hands. The beautiful sun rising above the trees. My feet slowly plodding along on the pavement. What was over the next hill.
I found a new park. And jogged along some of its trails.

Then there was a jaunt through a quiet little neighborhood. I decided I could live there. And even picked out my house.
It's not for sale yet.
And this isn't it.

I ran past a Shipley's Donuts. But I wasn't craving donuts after the binge at work last week. So I didn't stop. I kept trucking along, this time down Bitters. There are some really nice neighborhoods off Bitters! After exploring them for a while, I decided I could live there too.
Eventually I started to get hungry. So I stopped at a Valero Cornerstore. And do you know what was calling my name?
A Big Red Icee. That's what.
So I filled up, grabbed a couple pop tarts, and set back out on the road.

What would you think if you saw a girl running down the street sipping on an Icee?
I think I made a person's day or two.
And I was wearing my adventure bracelet. Forgot to mention that. It's not an adventure unless I have my adventure bracelet on. I don it for weekend camping excursions, vacations, and sometimes trips to the grocery store. Basically any time I need a reminder to loosen up and explore!
Also, did you know there's a shortage of sidewalks in San Antonio? I do. I ran down a few ditches, on lots of gravel and mud, and thru fields of dead grass. Should have wore my trail shoes!
I also should have wore a hat. I realized this, saw a Walgreens, and trotted inside.
"Two questions. Where's your restroom and do you sell hats?"
I bought the cheapest, most ridiculous hat they had in stock. And some gum. That Icee had left my teeth rotting and it was bothering me.

At some point during the morning, I decided to meet the Gregman for lunch.
We coordinated on the phone and stopped at a Subway close to his work. I sat down for about 20 minutes to eat with him. It was delicious.

Confession, I also had him drive me about a quarter mile across 1604. Safety, ok!

He dropped me off at a stoplight and I got back into stride with half of a sandwich wrapped up in my hand for later.
It's a good thing I had that too, because I ended up running along Evans road. And Evans road goes on for ages. With no stores.
It was a beautiful, relatively quiet road to run along with a nice shoulder and even a few trees. I loved it. But I was running out of water and had long-ago devoured the rest of my sandwich when I finally came to "civilization" again. Another Walgreens!
I dashed inside for water in/water out and a candy bar and Oreo's. Just listening to the cravings!

And back to smiles after hours of "drought". (with my cool hat).

It was shortly after this point in the afternoon when I started to hit my "wall" for the day. My feet were kind of tired and my mind was a little shot. I was still enjoying the day, but I'd kind of had it with running. I'll admit it, I walked a few times. And sat down at a crosswalk or two whilst waiting to cross.
But the weather was beautiful. In the upper 60s and sunny. So just being outside was exactly what I wanted.
I kept moving forward, whether that was running or walking, talked to the Kyoo mom for a bit on my phone, and just watched the scenery pass.

School was letting out so I ran with a couple middle-schoolers on their way home. They probably thought I smelled funny.
They didn't know I'd been running since probably before they woke up that morning.
Perspective.

I found myself running just below the temple. And there was this cool little alley off the street. And I was tired of being on my feet again. So I just sat down and played with rocks for a few minutes while singing primary songs.
It was quite therapeutic, I assure you.

A couple miles later, it was time for another water in/water out stop. And another Icee. Dr. Pepper this time. Maybe I wanted the caffeine?

(i probably would have downed 10 Icees if I'd passed enough gas stations). (no lie). (i don't know why i've never tried those on long runs before). (but they are amazingly refreshing).
This is kind of how I felt at this point.

Sadly, the caffeine didn't pull me out of my afternoon lull. At least not right away. About 10 minutes later, I saw this fence post that looked heavenly, stopped, and leaned up against it.
And then stared at my feet for the next 20 minutes and watched the cars roll by.

It was like I was a kid again without a care in the world.
Especially when I hit a giggle fit. EVERYTHING was funny. Boy passing on his skateboard? Funny. Two cars passing at the same time? Hilarious. Greg calling me? Gut-busting.
It sounds so stupid now but I was just giddy and laughing. Runner's high!
Or the caffeine hit.
Either way, the last couple hours of the evening passed quickly. The sun was setting and I was getting my second wind.

Traffic was stalled on 1604 so I was the one racing past this time! Muahahaha...suckers. I was surprised how strong I felt after almost an entire day on my feet. I was pushing forward with a lot of strength and covering more ground than I had since earlier in the morning.
Probably because the end was finally in sight. The Gregman was on his way over and I knew I was going to get picked up soon.
But I savored every last minute of that day.
And this stunning sunset.

It didn't seem like that long ago when I had set out and watched it rise. It's really kind of cool to see a day go by like that.
The Gregman eventually pulled up beside me, rolled down his window, and asked me how much for an hour. I gave him a big grin and hopped inside.
Success!
The day was exactly what I had wanted. I ran, which is one of my favorite hobbies. I was outside, which is one of my favorite places to be. I got to think and reflect, which is one of my favorite things to do. And I got to explore, which really makes life exciting.
So many good memories from my quarter-century celebration!

How cool are these legs? Pretty cool. They carried me over 40 miles on Friday. (i KNOW). (i thought i'd get further too). (but it was a pretty leisurely day).
I saw San Antonio on the backs of my two feet and I'll never look at this city the same again.
Adventure is everywhere. Get creative and make it.
I love running.
Have a great day :-)
And it was one of my best birthdays ever.

I got this little idea from a Dean Karnazes book I read last November. (both the Kyoo mom and the Gregbeau want me to stop reading those...).The idea was to go on a running adventure. Leave my normal routes and plans behind. Pay no attention to the time or how long I'd been running or when I needed to stop. Just set out the door with a water bottle, cell phone, credit card, and some cash, and see where my feet and the day would take me.
A runabout, if you will.
Most people thought I was crazy when I told them that's how I was going to spend my birthday, and honestly I thought I was a little crazy too. But once I've set my mind to something, it's hard for me to give it up. I told myself that if the weather was bad, I'd call it off. But January has been a beautiful month to be a runner in San Antonio and the 27th was no exception.
So, shortly before 7am, I set out the door with a peanut butter rice crispy in hand, jogged to my complex gate, and decided to turn left.
Starting out, I really wasn't sure how long I'd make it or where I'd go. I just wanted to run as long as I was still enjoying the day, and then call the Gregman if I got bored or tired or found myself in a sketch part of town.
Cool beans.
It was seriously the best. I ran around with this stupid grin on my face the whole day.

I ran along Wurzbach for a while and watched the cars race by with everyone rushing off to work. Coffee in one hand. Glances to the cell phone in the dash. Some honking. Probably thinking about getting through just one more day of work.
I was thinking about my freezing hands. The beautiful sun rising above the trees. My feet slowly plodding along on the pavement. What was over the next hill.
I found a new park. And jogged along some of its trails.

Then there was a jaunt through a quiet little neighborhood. I decided I could live there. And even picked out my house.
It's not for sale yet.
And this isn't it.

I ran past a Shipley's Donuts. But I wasn't craving donuts after the binge at work last week. So I didn't stop. I kept trucking along, this time down Bitters. There are some really nice neighborhoods off Bitters! After exploring them for a while, I decided I could live there too.
Eventually I started to get hungry. So I stopped at a Valero Cornerstore. And do you know what was calling my name?
A Big Red Icee. That's what.
So I filled up, grabbed a couple pop tarts, and set back out on the road.

What would you think if you saw a girl running down the street sipping on an Icee?
I think I made a person's day or two.
And I was wearing my adventure bracelet. Forgot to mention that. It's not an adventure unless I have my adventure bracelet on. I don it for weekend camping excursions, vacations, and sometimes trips to the grocery store. Basically any time I need a reminder to loosen up and explore!
Also, did you know there's a shortage of sidewalks in San Antonio? I do. I ran down a few ditches, on lots of gravel and mud, and thru fields of dead grass. Should have wore my trail shoes!
I also should have wore a hat. I realized this, saw a Walgreens, and trotted inside.
"Two questions. Where's your restroom and do you sell hats?"
I bought the cheapest, most ridiculous hat they had in stock. And some gum. That Icee had left my teeth rotting and it was bothering me.

At some point during the morning, I decided to meet the Gregman for lunch.
We coordinated on the phone and stopped at a Subway close to his work. I sat down for about 20 minutes to eat with him. It was delicious.

Confession, I also had him drive me about a quarter mile across 1604. Safety, ok!

He dropped me off at a stoplight and I got back into stride with half of a sandwich wrapped up in my hand for later.
It's a good thing I had that too, because I ended up running along Evans road. And Evans road goes on for ages. With no stores.
It was a beautiful, relatively quiet road to run along with a nice shoulder and even a few trees. I loved it. But I was running out of water and had long-ago devoured the rest of my sandwich when I finally came to "civilization" again. Another Walgreens!
I dashed inside for water in/water out and a candy bar and Oreo's. Just listening to the cravings!

And back to smiles after hours of "drought". (with my cool hat).

It was shortly after this point in the afternoon when I started to hit my "wall" for the day. My feet were kind of tired and my mind was a little shot. I was still enjoying the day, but I'd kind of had it with running. I'll admit it, I walked a few times. And sat down at a crosswalk or two whilst waiting to cross.
But the weather was beautiful. In the upper 60s and sunny. So just being outside was exactly what I wanted.
I kept moving forward, whether that was running or walking, talked to the Kyoo mom for a bit on my phone, and just watched the scenery pass.

School was letting out so I ran with a couple middle-schoolers on their way home. They probably thought I smelled funny.
They didn't know I'd been running since probably before they woke up that morning.
Perspective.

I found myself running just below the temple. And there was this cool little alley off the street. And I was tired of being on my feet again. So I just sat down and played with rocks for a few minutes while singing primary songs.
It was quite therapeutic, I assure you.

A couple miles later, it was time for another water in/water out stop. And another Icee. Dr. Pepper this time. Maybe I wanted the caffeine?

(i probably would have downed 10 Icees if I'd passed enough gas stations). (no lie). (i don't know why i've never tried those on long runs before). (but they are amazingly refreshing).
This is kind of how I felt at this point.

Sadly, the caffeine didn't pull me out of my afternoon lull. At least not right away. About 10 minutes later, I saw this fence post that looked heavenly, stopped, and leaned up against it.
And then stared at my feet for the next 20 minutes and watched the cars roll by.

It was like I was a kid again without a care in the world.
Especially when I hit a giggle fit. EVERYTHING was funny. Boy passing on his skateboard? Funny. Two cars passing at the same time? Hilarious. Greg calling me? Gut-busting.
It sounds so stupid now but I was just giddy and laughing. Runner's high!
Or the caffeine hit.
Either way, the last couple hours of the evening passed quickly. The sun was setting and I was getting my second wind.

Traffic was stalled on 1604 so I was the one racing past this time! Muahahaha...suckers. I was surprised how strong I felt after almost an entire day on my feet. I was pushing forward with a lot of strength and covering more ground than I had since earlier in the morning.
Probably because the end was finally in sight. The Gregman was on his way over and I knew I was going to get picked up soon.
But I savored every last minute of that day.
And this stunning sunset.

It didn't seem like that long ago when I had set out and watched it rise. It's really kind of cool to see a day go by like that.
The Gregman eventually pulled up beside me, rolled down his window, and asked me how much for an hour. I gave him a big grin and hopped inside.
Success!
The day was exactly what I had wanted. I ran, which is one of my favorite hobbies. I was outside, which is one of my favorite places to be. I got to think and reflect, which is one of my favorite things to do. And I got to explore, which really makes life exciting.
So many good memories from my quarter-century celebration!

How cool are these legs? Pretty cool. They carried me over 40 miles on Friday. (i KNOW). (i thought i'd get further too). (but it was a pretty leisurely day).
I saw San Antonio on the backs of my two feet and I'll never look at this city the same again.
Adventure is everywhere. Get creative and make it.
I love running.
Have a great day :-)
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Yoo 265 - Of birthdays and busted doors
My thumb has a heartbeat.
I just sliced it pretty good whilst washing a knife. *dork stamp*. So while that's throbbing away, let's talk about birthdays!

I've been celebrating mine at work for a week now. My coworkers have spoiled me...

...and spoiled me...

and spoiled me some more.

It's been brutally delicious. I've probably gained a pound or two. But I still have plenty of time to slim up again before the DC marathon in March...yesh.
So, tomorrow is the big quarter-century. I wasn't fretting over it until pretty much everyone at work made a BIG deal about it and told me I should be getting worried. I mean, I was just excited to finally reach the milestone of not having to pay extra fees when renting a car. But these people make it sound like I'm going to be sliding into 30 in no time. I can't say I'm in my lower 20s anymore!
It's not really the age that makes me panic. It's the crow's feet. They're starting to show. But, according to Mike at work, they're not legit until you make a surprised face and can still see them.
Mine aren't legit yet. But I'd argue they're close.
And gray hairs? Oh yeah, I've got that base covered too. Those are coming in in droves! Lets blame that on work, ok?
I work around too many old people. They complain about aches and pains and how their bodies don't work right anymore. It wears a kid down! But at the same time, it motivates me. I've got to live and enjoy and take care of my body while I'm still young and all my parts are working! I want to be one of those 80-year-olds still running marathons with a big, stupid smile on my face.
Which means I should probably start laying off more of those donuts...
Plus, the Gregyouth gets told all the time how young he looks and even miss Darlene at work swore she thought I was robbing the cradle when I introduced them. Not ok.

Now for the busted doors. My shed door won't open. Simple as that. I turn the knob, and the latch thing that's supposed to move, doesn't. That was fun to discover this morning when I went to get my bike out. Not. Looks like I have a date with more You Tube tutorials in the near future! Hopefully that goes better than my last DIY attempt...
Also in the near future is an all-day "runabout" and a weekend camping trip. Celebrating the birthday in style! I'll tell you all about it on Sunday.
Until then, let it be said that whether I look 25 or 35, I'm determined to make the best of this twenty-fifth year of my life. I've got all I need and so much more!
(gray hairs and crow's feet included).
And if you really want to make a birthday girl feel special, drop a comment with a favorite memory of us? Not much better than reminiscing with good laughs on your birthday!
Keep rockin' it.
Have a great day :-)
I just sliced it pretty good whilst washing a knife. *dork stamp*. So while that's throbbing away, let's talk about birthdays!

I've been celebrating mine at work for a week now. My coworkers have spoiled me...

...and spoiled me...

and spoiled me some more.

It's been brutally delicious. I've probably gained a pound or two. But I still have plenty of time to slim up again before the DC marathon in March...yesh.
So, tomorrow is the big quarter-century. I wasn't fretting over it until pretty much everyone at work made a BIG deal about it and told me I should be getting worried. I mean, I was just excited to finally reach the milestone of not having to pay extra fees when renting a car. But these people make it sound like I'm going to be sliding into 30 in no time. I can't say I'm in my lower 20s anymore!
It's not really the age that makes me panic. It's the crow's feet. They're starting to show. But, according to Mike at work, they're not legit until you make a surprised face and can still see them.
Mine aren't legit yet. But I'd argue they're close.
And gray hairs? Oh yeah, I've got that base covered too. Those are coming in in droves! Lets blame that on work, ok?
I work around too many old people. They complain about aches and pains and how their bodies don't work right anymore. It wears a kid down! But at the same time, it motivates me. I've got to live and enjoy and take care of my body while I'm still young and all my parts are working! I want to be one of those 80-year-olds still running marathons with a big, stupid smile on my face.
Which means I should probably start laying off more of those donuts...
Plus, the Gregyouth gets told all the time how young he looks and even miss Darlene at work swore she thought I was robbing the cradle when I introduced them. Not ok.

Now for the busted doors. My shed door won't open. Simple as that. I turn the knob, and the latch thing that's supposed to move, doesn't. That was fun to discover this morning when I went to get my bike out. Not. Looks like I have a date with more You Tube tutorials in the near future! Hopefully that goes better than my last DIY attempt...
Also in the near future is an all-day "runabout" and a weekend camping trip. Celebrating the birthday in style! I'll tell you all about it on Sunday.
Until then, let it be said that whether I look 25 or 35, I'm determined to make the best of this twenty-fifth year of my life. I've got all I need and so much more!
(gray hairs and crow's feet included).
And if you really want to make a birthday girl feel special, drop a comment with a favorite memory of us? Not much better than reminiscing with good laughs on your birthday!
Keep rockin' it.
Have a great day :-)
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