good scary morning

This is what Gwen looked like yesterday morning. Nice hair Gwenie bug.

She gets her sexiness from me for sure!

The morning duties...or doodies.

(no, she is not potty trained, but the last few days she has done a pretty good job.)

We babysat my niece Reese. Gwen actually liked her, and only tried to suffocate her a couple of times.

delicious

So, my parents have a little bit of an ant problem (just a little one), and with Gwen leaving treats all over, the ants get plenty of delicious morsels. Well, Gwen also has been getting some nutrients. She has decided that ants are a good source of protein. She keeps eating them. What's with that? She isn't afraid of the ants at all. She'll pick them up and hold them and talk to them in a high little voice telling them that everything is going to be okay, that they're safe with her, and then she eats them. She'll come up to me and say "delicious" and then stick out her tongue so I can see the little ant corpse. She is a weird one! I didn't do things like that when I was little, but then again, I told everyone that boogers tasted like hot dogs.

freezer jam

picture from angeliclenorejackson.blogspot.com

***Some of you have asked for a recipe to make this jam. It is really easy. So here it is. Go to the store. Buy a box of Sure-Jell. Inside the box are the directions for making all kinds of different "flavors" of jam. There are directions for making freezer jam, and a jam you have to cook. Follow the freezer jam recipe. All you'll need is fruit, sugar, and the sure-jell (some "flavors" call for some lemon juice). All you really do is mash the berries, measure the exact amount it says on the recipe. Add the sugar, stir, and let it sit for a while (the time is specified on the recipe), bring the sure-jell to a boil (with some water) and add to the fruit and sugar mixture. Then pour into containers, let sit for 24 hours, then freeze. It really is easy. I'm planning on making some raspberry jam since Morgan has informed me that he does indeed like homemade jam, but her prefers raspberry.

So, there really is nothing better than freezer jam, especially strawberry. I grew up spoiled by my mom, who made me realize there really isn't any other option when it comes to jam. Really, who likes that store bought crap...except Morgan. I made some today. Incredibly easy...to my surprise. I only made a few jars, but now I can't help but think of the next flavor to make...probably raspberry. Ooh, I could really go for some waffles right now.

turning 29

Yep, it's true. I turned 29 yesterday (thanks for wishing me happy birthday you big jerks...just kidding). 29 seems old doesn't it? Maybe that it's one year away from 30 that sounds so scary. The day was fine. When you're little, birthdays are amazing, they're magical. There is a totally different feel to that day when you're young. My mom would have the best birthday parties ever for me. Now, it's just another day, which is fine. Morg went ice fishing in the morning. Gwen played with Ava and Owen which made her day. I....just hung out. When Morg got home, we went to dinner (a Mexican place called La Cocina, I love their carne asada tacos...delicious!) then we got some molten chocolate cake, from chili's, to take home and share with Gwen and my mom and dad. It was a good day overall. My mom thinks that it was a stupid day. I told her for my birthday I just wanted stuff for the house, so I'll have to wait until we move in to decide what to get. I'm excited for that. I told Morgan he couldn't spend more than $40. I hate presents that cost a lot of money. I always think of how that money could have been spent. He got me a couple of shirts, some hot tamales, and some chocolate. He's a good husband, and a much better gift giver than me. Anyway, just another day gone by, and another year older. Next year I'll have a huge party, or not.

to you

Happy Birthday Jana!

I just had to post this picture. It was taken our sophomore year in high school. Wow! Jana is going to love me for posting this, but I found this picture the other day, and couldn't resist reminiscing a bit.

Happy Birthday Jana. I miss you! Wish you still lived close by. I could use a little laughter and you have always been able to do that for me. When you're in Utah next, shimmy up to the roof and knock on my window. I'll let you share my bed again.