I have been on the search for a bathing suit. However, not just any kind of bathing suit. I want or maybe wanted one that would do a good job of covering up the stomach area as well as the breasts. Sorry if that is too much information. From my experience and I am sure many other woman out there will agree, most bathing suits emphasize one aspect of your body, and that would be your breasts. I don’t want that. So on with the story. The hubby and I walked into Costco the other day to do the routine stock up on food and as we were getting ready to head to the check out line we walk right past potentially cute bathing suits. I held a couple up, got the hubbies opinion and decided I would purchase one and try it on at home and make my decision. Well, I have tried it on literally 8 or 9 times. While wearing the bathing suit I have posed in the mirror, walked up and down the stairs, modeled it for the husband, and hemmed and hawed about whether it made me look like a 70 year old grandma (which is not a bad thing, but something that I would prefer not to look like at my age) or if it had the possibility of being something classy with a hint of sexy mixed in.
Because I can’t find a picture nor would I post one of myself up in this bathing suit I will describe it. Pretty much it is a simple dark blue one-piece suit with light blue poka dots all over it, which add a hint of young to the maybe not so young looking suit. The main point to all this rambling is two things; first, is a one-piece to old lady looking? and second where do you find cute yet inexpensive bathing suits for people like me? To end the story, I think I might go try on this blue poka-dotted yet to be determined bathing suit.
1.28.2010
The hubby is lookin good
I almost forgot what the husband looks like due to the amount of time he has been locking himself up in his office,
the library, or in his department. However, today when he walked in the front doors he was looking mighty 'hot', I understand that I am bias but whatever. People who know him know that he is not the most put-together dresser which is ok ( i am completely ok with him wearing a black shirt and brown shoes), but today he coordinated everything from his shirt all the way down to his socks. He is now my good dressing husband.
1.22.2010
Look at these two love birds
We could eat this every week
Chicken Tamale Casserole
The Ingredients:
1 cup 4 cheese Mexican blend cheese
1/3 cup fat-free milk
1 egg
1 teaspoon ground cumin
1/8 ground red pepper
1 can cream style corn
1 box muffin mix
1 4oz chopped green chilies, drained
Cooking spray
1 10 oz can red enchilada sauce
2 cups shredded cooked chicken
1/2 cup fat free sour cream
How to:
Preheat oven to 400'
combine 1/4 cup cheese and next 7 ingredients (through chilies) in a large bowl.
Pour mix into a 13x9 inch baking dish coasted with cooking spray
Bake at 400' for 15 minutes. Pierce surface liberally with a fork; pour enchilada sauce over top. Top with chicken, sprinkle with remaining 3/4 cup cheese. Bake at 400' for 15 minutes or until cheese melts.
Sorry there are no pictures to share with you all but take our word on this one. It was good and an extra bonus was that it was very easy..
Enjoy
The Ingredients:
1 cup 4 cheese Mexican blend cheese
1/3 cup fat-free milk
1 egg
1 teaspoon ground cumin
1/8 ground red pepper
1 can cream style corn
1 box muffin mix
1 4oz chopped green chilies, drained
Cooking spray
1 10 oz can red enchilada sauce
2 cups shredded cooked chicken
1/2 cup fat free sour cream
How to:
Preheat oven to 400'
combine 1/4 cup cheese and next 7 ingredients (through chilies) in a large bowl.
Pour mix into a 13x9 inch baking dish coasted with cooking spray
Bake at 400' for 15 minutes. Pierce surface liberally with a fork; pour enchilada sauce over top. Top with chicken, sprinkle with remaining 3/4 cup cheese. Bake at 400' for 15 minutes or until cheese melts.
Sorry there are no pictures to share with you all but take our word on this one. It was good and an extra bonus was that it was very easy..
Enjoy
1.18.2010
1.17.2010
Deck the halls in Utah
This Christmas Bear and I traveled to Utah to celebrate the holidays with our families. It took us four days, a night spent in Minnesota, and lost baggage, but we finally made it just in time for Christmas. This year my Aunt, Uncle, cousins, and Papa all drove from California to come to Utah for Christmas which made it extra special and fun to have everyone together. Bear loved hanging out with my three cousins, spencer, noah, and ashton. You could always find them up on the hill near my parents house making jumps that they later went off on their sleds. Bear got to get in a couple days of skiing, I on the other hand had an accident ice skating and was out of commission for most of our trip... but at least I got to go ice-skate! Anyways, we loved every minute while we were out in Utah. Thanks to all my family for making this Christmas one of the best!
12.07.2009
The stress of Red and Green
Why am I stressing over Christmas cards so much you ask? Maybe it is because while I was growing up we always got a stack of Christmas cards from family and friends. I new which families sent out the best cards; the best cards included either a neat designed card, a long story about the happenings of their family through out the year, or a carefully picked picture to accompany their card. Every time Christmas season would come around I would wait patiently for the cards that I liked. To this day I still get excited when we (my parents) receive cards from those “special” people.
One day more and more people will start sending Bear and I Christmas cards and I will pick my favorites and look forward to them every year. But for now, I am trying to be that person that has the really cool Christmas cards. I sure hope I succeed.
This is a preview for our christmas picture. Did not go so well.
One day more and more people will start sending Bear and I Christmas cards and I will pick my favorites and look forward to them every year. But for now, I am trying to be that person that has the really cool Christmas cards. I sure hope I succeed.
This is a preview for our christmas picture. Did not go so well.
11.20.2009
"My Birthday" (or) "Why Katrina is the Best Wife Ever"
I drearily awoke to my lovely wife delivering french toast and coffee to my bedside. A note accompanying my breakfast told me that over the next few days the two of us would spend a relaxing weekend in a "bed and breakfast" sited in the foothills of Pennsylvania's Poconos mountains. Katrina had planned a birthday for me that was really quite awesome. We went hiking, hot-tubbing, boating in the lake, and spent a hilarious evening drinking pina-coladas with a dozen scrap-bookers who had rented out nearly the entire inn. And while I could blabber on, narrating the whole thing through, I'll let the pictures tell the story with only minimal sign-posts along the way. Thank you Katrina for making me feel like the most loved man alive!






If we ever go hiking where there are grizzlies, forget the "bear pepper spray", I'm bringing a bazooka.



This is "Grey Towers", built in 1876, it is the home of the Pinchot family, a French family who would go on to sire the one time governor of Pennsylvania and conservationist responsible for creating the U.S. Forest Service. Who ever said "tree-huggers" couldn't live large?





























Goin' down the shore
The fall is the best time to go to the beach in New Jersey. Reason one: the weather is gorgeous, birds are migrating through, and the fact that the sun never exceeds a height of 45 degrees in the sky means you get sunset-like pictures all day. Reason two (and in my opinion the most important): all the glistening, oily, hairless beach-monkeys who flock to the sun and sand all summer long have already begun their 5 month winter hibernation; a phenomenon indicative of the fact that we won't see our neighbors till late March when the two-inch crust of ice slowly begins to recede from the roads and sidewalks. We, however, will probably venture to the shoreline tundra well into the icy depths of February, seeking seashore solace, pulchritude and respite from my apparent habitual grandiloquence. ;o)





















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