July 20, 2012

Puppy Chow = heaven in a bowl

Sometimes I get that feeling that I'm literally going to pass out or cry if I don't eat something sugary NOW. Probably not a very healthy feeling, but hey, I'm only human. So obviously I made puppy chow (makes sense, right?).


I didn't really follow a recipe, I just kind of made it.
INGREDIENTS:
cereal (I used cinammon life, because it's tasty and cinammony)
chocolate chips
peanut butter



Mix about 2 cups of chocolate chips with 1 cup of peanut butter, and melt.
I added more peanut butter in the end because I really looooove peanut butter.



Pour the chocolate/peanut butter over the cereal, add powdered sugar, and viola! You have puppy chow! I suggest eating it with a fork, because it gets REALLY messy.

Deuces xx

July 17, 2012

Long time no see?

Wow, I literally feel like it's been an age since I last wrote.
I just thought I'd pop in and say hi, did you miss me?

This is a short notice, merely informing you that I'm pretty sure I broke my finger, so typing is long and tedious - but I'm probably being over dramatic. Did I ever tell you I have a freak fear of hurting my toes and fingers? Well I do.
Also, I went on a road trip! to Nauvoo! Back home again already, but I'll have pics and details soon dear fellows. As soon as I find a spare moment in my life, it'll happen. Eventually.

Ttfn, tata for now!

deuces xx

July 11, 2012

I'm laying in my driveway. Don't run me over.

Sometimes when I'm feeling depressed, or that awkward emotion when you want to be alone, but you actually want someone to come and talk to you, I sit on the curb in the front of my house.
Today was one of those awkward emotion days.
Everything was okay, actually that's a lie. Ma mere was in a bad mood, so naturally everyone else was in a bad mood. My friends ditched me and our pool plans. I finished my book (that's the literal worst). And later in the evening when I came home from being with my friends I felt alone.
Can I have a teenage girl moment? Ok here goes: I want a boy. Is that so much to ask? Not a boyfriend, but someone who really likes me. I cannot be the only girl out there with this problem. I feel like all the guys always fall over my friends. They're beautiful, and quirky, fun, and a little dumb - so perfect boy material, I guess? So today I sat outside on my curb, in the dark, all alone. Pathetic.
Is there something wrong with me? What a cliche question to ask. But seriously, is there? I think I'm funny, smart, beautiful. I'm a bit of a know-it-all, I really hate being wrong, I can be petty and hypocritical, but isn't everyone else sometimes? What is it about me that makes guys label me as, "friend"?
I'm having too much of a teenage girl moment. Feeling sorry for myself, something I loathe doing (and yet it seems to happen a lot).
I've been reading too many romance novels. Someone e-mail me with a good book to read!

Deuces

July 7, 2012

SpiderMan.

For Independence Day, it was way too hot to even think.
I sat around the house, doing dishes, reading books, watching movies. You know, the uusz. (pronounced you-je. slang for usual)
So instead of going to see fireworks, like every other normal american family, the fam. and I headed off to the cheap movie theatre to go see the newest edition of Spiderman.
Insert girlish squeal.
Can I just tell you how much I love him? Seriously. You guys, I think he's possibly the most attractive male on the planet.
PERIOD. END OF DISCUSSION.
Ok no really, he is. And if you have a problem with that I'm gonna have to salmon slap you. Right in the kisser.


I mean, do I need to say more?
Just look at his face. Please. Stare at it for a little while.

But back to Spiderman, the movie. Here is how I felt about it in one word: headache.
Mainly because I had a headache while I was watching it, and the shaky camera and dizzying stunts didn't improve it. 
But I actually liked it - it was of course a little dumb. What superhero movie isn't? Plus it irked me that they were in high school. Seriously, Emma and Andrew - YOU DO NOT LOOK LIKE HIGH SCHOOL KIDS. WHOEVER IS TELLING YOU THIS IS LYING TO YOU. I would have preferred it if they'd tweaked the story and made them both freshman in college. At least they'd LOOK the parts. Off the top of my head, that's the only thing that was really disappointing though. Well, that and the short clip at the end. I hate cliff hangers. NOTE TO READER: stay until the credits finish, there's a little surprise for you patient viewers out there :)


Moving onto the Pro's of the movie:
Did I mention Andrew Garfield is in it? Oh I did? Well I should probably say it again. Andrew Garfield is in it. Movie made.
For those of you who are ignorant of the series (who am I kidding, I'M ignorant of the series), Gwen Stacy is actually a character from the comics, or so I have been informed, however (and here's the bad news), she dies. And then Peter falls in love with Mary Jane. Just thought you ought to know.
I really loved Andrew and Emma in this, they have GuhREAT chemistry - which made the movie just so fun and romantic to watch. Andrew does a great job with the facial expressions of Peter - especially in the emotional scenes. I really love how he brought out the awkward, rogue, smart, character of Peter Parker - something we didn't see in the last Spiderman series.
Emma Stone is fantastic too - scenes that would have been really awkward (think, Kristen Stewart awkward), just appeared so natural for her in the movie. I was a little confused on her character, Gwen Stacy, in the movie. But that's because the movie didn't focus on her as much as I would have liked. 


In some ways, this story was more developed than the other versions. There is a definite mystery and puzzling answer to the question of Peter's parents, and it's more scientific in the cause for Peter's "genetic mutation." 
My prediction is that there will definitely be a second (and maybe a third?) Spiderman.

HALLELUJAH!


July 5, 2012

Frustration

You may have noticed some changes... again... on da blog.
If you haven't, seriously, please get your eyes checked. And possibly your brain.
One of my many faults is really that I'm never satisfied with what I have, I always want more. It could be because my parents spoil me (not likely, since they don't), or it could just be because I'm an irrational human being. Thinking about it, it's probably the latter.
I've been experimenting with changing the HTML of my blog, through a bunch of tutorials I've found and templates I stumbled across. Why do people make it look so easy? Cause it's not.
I hate technology.

So although I'll still be tweaking things, I'm still looking for someone to help me through the process (aka do it for me). Because seriously, I couldn't be more lost if you dropped me in the middle of the ocean.
So if you see, hear, learn about, google, or whatever, ANYBODY who does blog designs. Please. I'm begging you. e-mail me.
A cluttered blog is my pet peeve. Especially my own!

Before the weather got so hot I nearly melted, I did another DIY project! However, it turned out badly.


I took some black thrifted jeans and cut them into shorts.


This is the bleach I used - I don't know if it's 100% or what, but it sure worked well! I didn't want to use too much and waste it, so I put it in a spray bottle




I cut off the cuff of one of the legs to do a quick strip test - just to see how the bleach would effect the color. 


This is the look I ended up with, to be honest, I hate it.
Here are some pointers to make sure you don't hate yours too;
>>DEFINITELY do a strip test. It gives you and idea of the finished product
>>The bottle I used was, versatile. Depending on how you turned the nozzle you could make it spray in a concentrated squirt, or a more misty one. In the above picture, 1. is the concentrated squirt - and 2. is the misty patch.
>>Make sure you cut a little lower than you want! I accidentally cut one leg too short, now I can't roll it up very well - and the edges will be fraying like crazy! Ugh. 

Although my shorts didn't turn out so hot, hopefully yours will! I'd love to see a link below, so don't be shy!
Plus, I think I have a new plan for these lovely shorts 'o mine. But we shall see...