So THAT'S what my deltoid muscle looks like...

This past weekend we had guests! Eric's dad Mike and stepmom Karen were in town for a couple days so we took them to Detroit. That might sound like a punishment, but trust me, Detroit gets a bad rap. It's not all that scary...at least not at the Detroit Science Center!!


We went to see an exhibit called Our Body and it was so cool. The simple explanation is that they turn the muscles in your body into plastic in a process called plastination. This way, you can see what the inside of your body looks like! It's really weird and awesome and sort of creepy, but mostly it's amazing. To be able to look at something from 2 inches away and know that your insides look something like that is...well, creepy, but I liked it!


There were exhibits of bodies that were in certain poses, like a guy kicking a soccer ball in midair, or riding a bike. My favorite was a body that had been sliced into 1 inch sections and then placed in order about 2 inches apart so that you could see in between each slice.

I realize that I sound like a HUGE nerd right now, but I enjoyed myself at the museum, OK?!

Bitch, please.

"I know, I look pretty fly. Jealous."

Sloane loves her bandana.

Two Months To Go!

Two months from today, Eric and I will be gettin' hitched! I'm pretty excited for the wedding of 2007. Let the countdown begin!!

This weekend was a great farewell to my bachelorette days of yore. Here's my Top Ten list of things that happened this weekend:

10. Ordering half a chicken for dinner.
9. Asking our waiter to marry me.
8. Calling the Hogs...3 times.
7. Singing Comcast karaoke on the couch.
6. Watching the drink-off.
5. Riding with Brittnee through the ghetto as she hunched over the steering wheel afraid for her life.
4. Shopping on Friday (especially the stores where we all bought something!).
3. Doing nothing Saturday morning except vegging out on the couch and watching TV.
2. The infamous drink spillage (She did that on purpose!).
1. Playing Apples to Apples.

It was a wonderful weekend! So, thanks for everything girls! You're the best!!!

Why I Like Martha

This picture makes me want to go out and by all these utensils and the cute utensil holders and completely redo our kitchen. I love reading Martha Stewart's magazine and website because the pictures alone are motivational enough to make me want to change my whole living arrangement. If you also love organizing and looking at pictures of organized kitchens, closets and bathrooms, click here.

Things you never thought you'd hear: "Ratings are low. We need Lachey!"

On last night's Dancing With The Stars we were treated to a surprise appearance by Season 2 winner, Drew Lachey. He danced to the song, "Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy" (which I can't stand), which was performed live by Big & Rich (who I also can't stand), and also happened to be the winning routine for him and Cheryl (which was AWESOME!) It only served to remind me just how boring this season is. Drew Lachey shows up with a ton of energy and he's on the floor for about 3 minutes and the crowd goes crazy for him and the dance and it was great! And that lasted...about 3 minutes. The dancers just aren't so good this year. The women especially, which is appropriate since the first 3 people voted off have been women. My favorites for this season are Joey and Kym. He's not embarrassed to do all the goofy head moves and exaggerated posing that makes you look like a good dancer. I think he will have a tough competitor in Steve Sanders (Ian Ziering) and Cheryl Burke, because she's won the past 2 seasons now and obviously wants to 3-peat.

I would like to stress that although I will continue to watch this season because I am addicted to the drama of the show, it's not near as good as the past 2 seasons. And someone needs to cut Billy ray's hair.

Honk Honk

I don't even really know where to start with this post. Nothing too annoying happened on my way to work or while I was running errands at lunch today. However, in general, most other people on the road annoy me. I am not a honker. If I honk, I must either be scared or in a bad mood. However, sometimes a polite honk is necessary.

Case in point, a few weeks ago I got behind an obviously confused driver. There are two stoplights, one not twenty feet after the other, right next to my office. As the first light turned green, the lady in front of me barely inched forward. I held my honk, trying to be nice. But after a few seconds, I give a hey-by-the-way-the-light-is-green-and-we're-all-waiting-on-you-to-move-forward-honk. It was short and sweet and not meant in a mean way. In return, the lady completely stopped in the middle of the intersection, turned around to face me, yelled something and flailed her arms. Seriously? I was amazed!

Even though my honk was justified, this reaction makes me never want to honk again. Oh but I'm sure I will.

What Not To Wear: Behind the Seams

I love What Not To Wear. It's definitely one of my top 5 favorite shows. So, when I heard about a behind the scenes show I had to tune in! I learned valuable things like what happens if a person says no to the show (they go find someone in NY) and what is up with Stacy's gray streak (it's natural and she's had it since she was 11!) and whether or not Stacy and Clinton are "more than friends" off the show.

Wait. What? Uhhmm, I'm sorry, did viewers honestly request this information? Maybe I'm over-simplifying, but I always assumed that Clinton Kelly was gay. They have such a fabulous "I'm-gay-and-you're-fashionable-perfect-duo" thing working so nicely that it has NEVER ONCE crossed my mind that they might be dating each other in real life. To me, they represented the real version of Carrie & Stanford or Charlotte & Anthony on SATC. So, I'm holding strong that he's G-A-Y and for all those viewers who thought otherwise I say to you, "Shut Up!"

P.S. Speaking of, lil' old Stacy now has her very own show entitled, "Shut Up! It's Stacy London." I wanted to love it, just like I love her, but I didn't. It felt forced and staged and not natural. Her chemistry and comedic timing with Clinton is superb and on her own she just didn't have it. But I still love her and want to be on WNTW so bad that I just might wear tapered jeans for a month.

Oh really?

It's snowing. Right now. Outside my door. Snow is falling. It's APRIL 5th. It is freakin' SPRING, people! I just don't think I'll ever understand why the weather does what it does. What happened to global warming, Gore? It's not warm here at all, if you want to know the truth. If people turning off lights and starting composts piles has somehow managed to drop the temperature here by about 30 degrees I'm going to be pissed!

This morning Eric mentioned that out of our 3 hometowns (Fayetteville, Idaho Falls and Ann Arbor) Idaho Falls is currently enjoying the warmest weather of them all. Temps are in the 60s there all week. I don't thinkI have to tell you how sad I was to hear that. Not because I don't want Eric's family to enjoy the warm weather, but because there is simply no rhyme or reason to the weather.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to bundle up to go outside.

Baked, Not Fried

Recently I tried Baked Cheetos and I was admittedly skeptical. We were with another couple grocery shopping for our three day stay at the beach (see how I snuck that in there?). I saw the Baked Cheetos in the basket and was not excited. But when I made a turkey sandwich the next day, I couldn't help but toss a few Cheetos on my plate. Those bright orange bits that look like really small pieces of petrfied wood somehow just completed my plate. And then it happened. I tried them...

And they were fantastic! All of the flavor and crunch I would expect from Cheetos. If someone had told me they were real Cheetos, I would have believed them wholeheartedly. So if you haven't already, give them a try. Unless you hate Cheetos to begin with.