Sunday, May 25, 2008


Today we had dinner with A's fam. I baked today, this tart, recipe courtesy my good friend Martha Stewart. Well, actually two tarts. Mine looked just like the picture, and got top marks by the in-laws. Costco has these delicious strawberries, red all the way through and sweet to match, two tarts took almost the whole bulk container. Yum.

After dinner, we all ventured down to the backyard, and enjoyed the poppies, the lilacs, and the snowballs, but for me, mostly the poppies. Pictures included, and the recipe, so enjoy!


1 1/4 cups all-purpose flour (spooned and leveled), plus more for handling dough
1/2 cup (1 stick) cold unsalted butter, cut into small pieces
1/3 cup sugar
1/4 teaspoon salt

1 bar (8 ounces) reduced-fat cream cheese, softened
1/4 cup sugar
1 1/2 to 2 pounds strawberries, hulled and halved
1/4 cup seedless red currant jelly


Make the crust: Preheat oven to 350 degrees. In a food processor, blend flour, butter, 1/3 cup sugar, and salt until moist crumbs form (this may take up to 1 minute). Transfer dough to a 9-inch round tart pan with a removable bottom.
With floured fingers, press dough evenly into pan and up sides. Dip a dry-measuring cup in flour, and use it to press dough firmly into bottom and against sides of pan. Freeze crust until firm, 10 to 15 minutes.
Using a fork, prick crust all over. Bake until golden, 25 to 30 minutes, pressing down gently once or twice with a spoon during baking if crust puffs up. Cool completely in pan.
Make the filling: In a medium bowl, mix cream cheese and remaining 1/4 cup sugar until smooth; spread mixture evenly in bottom of baked crust (still in tart pan).
Starting from outside edge, arrange strawberry halves, stemmed side down, in tight concentric circles on cream cheese.
In a small saucepan, heat jelly on medium-low until liquefied. Gently brush strawberries with jelly; let set at least 20 minutes. Chill in pan at least 1 hour (and up to 6 hours); remove from pan just before serving.

Thursday, May 22, 2008


Borrowing the idea from YHO, I now have a reason to browse craigslist. I found these chairs, a fantastic retro color and shape, unfortunately they are in Roy.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Big or Little?

Did anyone else think the whole boxing theme on American Idol was utterly ridiculous? I did not like it one bit. I also thought the judges were a bit biased, and I felt bad for Big David. I really do think that what the judges say has an influence on how people vote, and they were totally calling Little David. I tentatively think he did do a better job. He seemed more confident while singing, like he knew he was going to win. They both acted a little awkward with good old Ryan Seacrest. Honestly though, I can't see myself buying a Little David CD, can't picture him singing on My 99.5 or 107.5. He's an amazing singer, but I don't know if I consider him a pop recording artist. I could see him going the way of Michael Buble. Big David, on the other hand, I think would be a fantastic and successful recording artist. I would buy his CD. I really do think Little D is going to win, but I sure hope that Big D gets a deal out of this show.

P.S. Big David reminds me of Jack Black, in the best possible sense. He has a slight round belly, the scruffy beard, the innocent yet not so innocent smile with the twinkling eyes, and his vibrato is a little Jack Black-esque. Maybe I just think that because he also reminds my of Brother M, who used to be in a band, who is a really good singer, who also has a winning smile and facial hair, and who has been compared to Jack Black. He doesn't much like the comparison.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008


I'm going to brag, but I figure I can do that since it's my blog. Anyway, I got a letter in the mail today. From the Office of Financial Aid and Scholarship... I read the letter wrong twice. First, I thought it would be $2,500 a semester, which would have been really great. That's the optional stipend for housing. Then I thought it would be $350, which would have been not so good, but free money nevertheless. That is the amount for the student fees,which is not covered in the scholarship. Then I decided to actually read the letter, not just skim through and look for the number. Here's what I read:

It is my pleasure to inform you that you have been named recipient of the Honors at Entrance Scholarship... Your honors at Entrance Scholarship will support up to 18 hours of tuition per semester, for a maximum of eight semesters, or until you receive a baccalaureate degree, whichever comes first.

Maybe I'm wrong, but I'm pretty sure that means I don't have to pay for school, hence being speechless. I just got a big smile, and gave A a big kiss. Words can't express how happy and relieved I am, the stress of trying to figure out how to pay for school for at least another year with decreased pay and hours... it just wasn't adding up. This makes the math a whole lot easier. I truly feel blessed.
The fine print is that this doesn't start until fall semester, I have to take at least 12 credit hours every semester, and I have to maintain a 3.7 GPA.

Thursday, May 15, 2008

A Little Bird

A little bird told the Relief Society President that I'm "expecting." My due date is sometime in August. So nice to finally find out that I'm pregnant. That little bird was my next door neighbor, Mrs. Clause. The R.S. Pres. asked me about it at a baby shower tonight, I told her it was news to me, I mean, I may have gained 15 lbs, but do I really look six months pregnant? I turned bright red, but mostly just thought it was funny. It wouldn't have been so funny if we were having fertility problems. Just goes to show that people really ought to be careful about what they ask and say.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

Some Random Thoughts...

Did you know that since 1990 (ish) the door close buttons on elevators haven't been hooked up? Now that you know, you'll probably forget until your in a big rush on an elevator, mashing that door close button.
What did you do for your mom this Mother's Day? For Mamma J, two depression glass dinner plates, in her pink cherry blossom pattern. For Mamma E, a Malaysian pot filled with beautiful orangey-pink begonias. I patronized the antique store and home and garden pottery store in Sandy, and the good old West Side Nursery.
The freshman fifteen. Did you go through this? Is it more like twenty, thirty? Let's be honest here, I'm going through my own ten to fifteen... ish. I'm kinda hoping it's just a phase...that one day I'll wake up and my favorite jeans will all of a sudden fit. Just in case that doesn't work, I've decided to take one exercise-related class every sememster, hence the 7:30 a.m. yoga class. I'm almost to the point of taking those favorite jeans to Plato's Closet, but just can't seem to let go. That's all.

Tuesday, May 6, 2008


With the end of one semester, comes the beginning of another. Class starts for me on Monday, and I'm most excited for taking some more planning classes, and most especially for yoga (I need some extra fun hours for filler, why not get in shape too?) After one week of new classes, I start a new job. Well, actually an internship, with Woods Cross City. Considering most planning students don't get internships until their seniors, and I'm only a sophomore, it's kind of a big deal. I'm pretty excited, though I will miss my secretaries, you all know who you are...Plus, it's a cut in pay and hours, bummer.

Other things are changing too, like the weather, which is a most welcome change. A and I have been playing Frisbee, and my Nelson hand-eye coordination just may be improving. A has also been working oh so hard on the yard, so far he's almost finished the sprinklers, he's tilled and planted the garden, at least the raspberries, the onions, the carrots, and the peas. So far I've done a little raking, and tamed the ivy that grows over the arch that is over the gate that goes into the back yard. I admit I married above me, definitely yard work wise.

I've changed reading too, Dad lent me The Dream of Scipio. In my cd player right now? Yael Naim, a lovely happy getting your internship gift from A, along with some beautiful red gerbera daisies. Best songs are New Soul, as heard on the MacBook Air commercial, and the unique cover of Brittany's Toxic. I like the other tracks too, but it's hard to sing along when they are not in English.

Not changing? Pounds, number of family members, wardrobe, not getting grants for tuition, home location. Tomorrow? It's off to Park City after work to relax at the Mountainside Marriott, thanks to the parents' time share. It's a very welcome change of scene.
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