So...I was playing racquetball tonight with a couple of friends...okay, I wasn't really playing. I was subbing in and out of a game; probably to provide some sort of comic relief. I swear that my racquet had a whole in it the size of , well, an entire racquet because just about the only thing I hit the entire night was air. Sure, I may have hit the ball once or twice, but that was sheer luck. I think it hit the edge of my racquet where the whole wasn't. In fact, the entire thing was a bit of a flashback to my elementary school days. Picture it: the nerdy fat kid with big-honking goggles chasing after a ball that he could never hit. The only difference between then and now is I'm not quite as fat...proportionally speaking. I'm still the nerdy kid with the enormous goggles (who wants to be hit in the eye with a racquet...not me) chasing after the same elusive ball. I guess I never played enough video games as a child, because my hand-eye coordination is simply nonexistent. The other guys were way nice about it, but I got out of that court as soon as I could think of an excuse. I've made a pledge, however. I'm buying myself a racquet and practicing until I can actually stand playing with other humans without making a fool out of myself.Wednesday, October 15, 2008
I need to work on my skills...
So...I was playing racquetball tonight with a couple of friends...okay, I wasn't really playing. I was subbing in and out of a game; probably to provide some sort of comic relief. I swear that my racquet had a whole in it the size of , well, an entire racquet because just about the only thing I hit the entire night was air. Sure, I may have hit the ball once or twice, but that was sheer luck. I think it hit the edge of my racquet where the whole wasn't. In fact, the entire thing was a bit of a flashback to my elementary school days. Picture it: the nerdy fat kid with big-honking goggles chasing after a ball that he could never hit. The only difference between then and now is I'm not quite as fat...proportionally speaking. I'm still the nerdy kid with the enormous goggles (who wants to be hit in the eye with a racquet...not me) chasing after the same elusive ball. I guess I never played enough video games as a child, because my hand-eye coordination is simply nonexistent. The other guys were way nice about it, but I got out of that court as soon as I could think of an excuse. I've made a pledge, however. I'm buying myself a racquet and practicing until I can actually stand playing with other humans without making a fool out of myself.Sunday, October 12, 2008
Life's Random Moments
I absolutely love life's random moments. I had so much fun tonight! The best part is, I did absolutely nothing in particular. After the Sunday YSA social at the Henderson's, Hailey, Jared, and I drove around to no where in particular while listening to The Carpenters Christmas CD. I know, October isn't the typical month to be listening to Christmas music, but with all the snow on the ground, I simply couldn't help it. There's nothing better after the first snow storm than listening to Karen Carpenter sing "The First Snowfall of the Winter" while driving through streets decorated in snow that is usually saved for those particularly fluffy winter days. I have to admit, I wasn't very excited yesterday when the first flakes began to fall, but as I sat listening to the music of the holidays, I had a major attitude adjustment and now can't wait for Christmas!
I'm a little sick...
Okay, I think I'm a little sick in the head. We had a Par-Tay for Alysa's birthday on Friday, and since autumn is one of my favorite seasons, I kinda went all out on preparing some treats & such...I racked my brain trying to think of some good things for some fall-themed treats, and eventually I came across a couple of fun ideas. SO, I hollowed out some pumpkins for Queso and Salsa with some chips, I shaped an orange cheese ball like a pumpkin with a little broccoli stalk for a stem, and I found a great recipe for pumpkin pie dip that I served with apple slices and some graham cracker thingys (quite the technical term, I know). I also know that this sounds like something a woman would do, but I am very secure in my masculinity...I just like to go all-out for stuff like this. In fact, I'm contemplating starting a catering business some time in the future. What do you all say? I know it could be difficult...starting up a business that has so much to do with personal tastes, but it would be SO fun! Think about it for a second...almost all of the best chefs and caterers out there are men, so I already have a competitive advantage! Now, don't go off calling me sexist...I just think that I would have that killer instinct. Here are some of the recipes I used:
Pumpkin Pie Dip
2 (8-ounce) blocks extra-sharp Cheddar cheese, shredded
1 (8-ounce) package cream cheese, softened
1 (8-ounce) container chive-and-onion cream cheese
2 teaspoons paprika
1 teaspoon Bon Apetit Seasoning
1 broccoli stalk
In a mixing bowl, combine cheese, and both cream cheeses. Mix until combined. Add Seasoning and mix well. Cover. Refrigerate at least 2 hours. Just before serving, shape cheese ball into a pumpkin. You can use your fingers to make the vertical lines or even a jack-o-lantern face. Cut the stalk off of the broccoli and put it on the top, upside-down. HINT: Before shaping the ball, coat your hands with nonstick cooking spray so the cheese won't stick to your fingers!
Anywho, I hope you don't think I'm too weird for doing something like this...remember...I'm not weird. I'm just quirky ;-)
Friday, October 3, 2008
Satisfying an Urge
SO....today I satisfied an urge that I have had for quite some time. In fact, I've had this particular urge for about a year: since last October! Now, don't get your panties in a bind; before you get all discombobulated, let me tell you that this urge had nothing to do with immorality or anything like that. Where is your mind? Get it out of the gutter...Thursday, October 2, 2008
Once Upon a Time
Once upon a time, there was a little boy named Nathan. You can see a picture of little Nathan on the left. Nathan grew up as one of those awkward, nerdy little kids that didn't have too many friends his own age. When Nathan was in elementary school, he was misunderstood. His teachers called him weird. Why? Simply because he checked out cook books in the school's library. His classmates called him weird. Why? Because he was a chubby little teachers' pet with glasses. Then Nathan grew up. Did he ever change? Well, even if he didn't, let's just say that Nathan grew into his quirkiness. Nathan started high school and met friends that held the same interests as him. He sang in the choir, cooked all the time (even developing a few of his own "secret recipes"), and he continued being the teachers' pet that he was.