Festival of Colors

This weekend was pretty freaking great.

Lets start with after work on Friday. I got half a cake for free from work. I loved it, it was delicious.

Then on the way home from work I stopped to get gas, and got a dollar off every gallon because of a glitch in the system. Then on Saturday, I was really lazy and just hung out at my Grandparents house while they went to Idaho to get lottery tickets. Then around 5 pm I went over to see my cousin Jesse, and we were going to try and go to the Festival of Colors. Well we drove about an hour to Spanish Forks, when we got there almost everyone was leaving. We decided that we wouldn't stay and that we would try again tomorrow. We started headed back to his house, and he took me sight seeing basically. We went up a mountain/hill thing to try and see the whole valley. That was a bust because of snow. We then went driving around looking at houses. While looking at those houses, they were beautiful, but I couldn't help thinking "who the hell needs two guest houses?" That was basically all we did, nothing too exciting, but it was still fun because it was time I got to spend with my cousin. Sunday morning rolls around, I head out at about 10:30 am, pick up my cousin and head back down to Spanish Forks. We got parking that was not too far away from the festival, and there weren't as many people as there were on Saturday. It was estimated that 40,000 people attended on Saturday. We bought bags of colors to throw at each other. Jesse's friend Brittany and her brother Trent joined us and we had a good time throwing colors at each other. I don't know how it happened but I ended up with colored toes even though I had sock and shoes on the whole time. I also don't know how I ended up with the only stains on one of my shirts being armpit stains of purple color. On top of all this not knowing how things happened, I got color where I wouldn't think I could get color, which was the inside of my bra. My car maybe permanently colored in a couple areas, because of getting in the car (I do know how I did this one, with my hair. I hit it on the door frame inside). I had to wash my hair twice to get the color out, and there are still spots where its colored. I believe that this weekend was pretty great, you may have other opinions, but I don't care. I enjoyed it and that is what matters. We shall see what next weekend brings.









Not really an after shot but somewhere in the middle





Before any color



  

 



  

After getting pelted in the face with green





During the mass color throwing





The four of us as we were leaving and going to KFC



Homework

As long as I can remember I have disliked homework. Its the fact that you have to do work in your free time, when they should just teach you everything you need to know in the hours of schooling and not make you work on it out of school. I know that this will never happen but I like complaining and I like procrastinating. Procrastination is really an art form, because you have to know how long you can put something off without failing to complete the task before the time limit is up. Even though I'm basically working full time, you would think that I would not have to deal with the boring old homework assignments from school. Well you would be wrong. I had actually gotten them complete according to the specifications I was first told. That was yesterday, however, today I have an email in my inbox telling me that this is really the way that I have to do them and that I now have to re-do them sort of. I could copy and paste most of it, which I am going to do, but I still have to work on it to make it the way that they want it to be. My point being is that I thought I was done with this week's assignment. Oh well.

On other news I went to Walmart, got caught up in the movie aisle and ended up buying movies. That's just how I am. Also while at Walmart I bought a web cam so that I could Skype with my mother, and see my kitten, or cat I should say, seems how he is no longer kitten sized.

Internship news, I am making chocolate mousse by myself everyday, without a written recipe. I love making the chocolate mousse, I literally am elbow deep in it at times. I don't remember if I posted about the cocoa powder, but I'll post about it now anyways. The other day while at work I was going around a corner and knocked over a bucket of cocoa powder and it spilled onto the floor making quite a mess. Well I have not had an actual tour or anything telling me where to locate things, so I didn't know where to find a broom. The boss's son was yelling at me telling me to clean it up, I was confused because I didn't know what to clean it up with because I didn't know where to find a broom. I was asking him where to find a broom and he basically told me to ask someone else (to me, that means he didn't know where it was at either). Anyways a co-worker cleaned it up for me and I thanked him for doing so. I am still not good at cutting straight lines, or equal portions. I do believe however that I am better than I have been in the past. I also think that I need to work on speed, because when Alberto (the person that I work with the most) does things, he can do them so well and fast, (he has been doing it for nine years at least though). Often times I feel like I move slowly, which I probably do, but it's to try and make things more precise, because otherwise I get a speech about how one piece is too small and that another piece is too large.

Off to bed I go. I'm exhausted, work is exhausting. I very much dislike getting up before 8 am. I have two more work days this week and then the weekend. Going to see a movie on Friday with my Grandma Jo and my cousin Tab, maybe my cousin Chas as well. Besides relaxing, that's all I got planned this weekend.

Internship...

I started my internship last week Monday, and I'm really enjoying it so far. I did have a few screw ups the first week, but hey, 1. I'm a student and 2. it was my first week and 3. Its hard to understand my coworkers. The person I work with the most is a Mexican man and so he has an accent and on top of that he talks very quiet and mumbles. I seem to be the only one that doesn't have an accent from another country. I work with a couple Mexicans, a French guy, an Iraqi, an Iranian, and some other middle eastern man. I am also one of the only girls that works there, at least in the kitchen its self.

I got to go up to visit some awesome people this weekend. They were a neighbors in Germany for a few years and they are close family friends. I had an amazing time with them. Marrissa is like a little sister to me, and we went min golfing and laser tagging on Saturday. I hit myself in the ankle with the putter, it gave me a welt and a bruise. It hurt and still hurts when I poke it and move my foot in a certain way. Marrissa thought I was faking it. Then today we just hung out and colored with chalk on the driveway. I made a monster sheep and a floating cow. Marrissa made flowers, ice cream and a sun in clouds. We had a lot of fun.

The next couple months are going to be the longest period of time that I will go, so far, without seeing either of my parents. I really miss my mom, and I miss Holly and Lexi a lot because my Grandma's cat doesn't like me.

Banana Bread

I hate cleaning. One time I was helping my mom vacuum the house and I started getting hives, so I believe that I'm allergic to cleaning. The reason I bring up cleaning is because I leave on Friday and I need to clean my room, otherwise my mom will be very angry with me. I don't mind packing though, I've done it enough times to be use to it. I made banana bread yesterday for my mom to take to the last day of work for her. I think I might put up a recipe for banana bread, not necessarily the one that my mom uses which is the best one, but one of them that I have. I'm pretty sure that Lexi knows that I'm leaving soon because she has been hanging around me since I brought suitcases up into my room. This is unusual because she runs away from me normally. As I sit here typing, she is actually purring(she doesn't purr much), and rubbing all up against me. I don't think that Holly knows whats going on, he just thinks that the suitcases are things to play with, like everything else in my room. There was a comment posted on my last posting asking where I was interning at, so I would like to anwser that question. I will be interning at Gourmandise, The Bakery at 250 South 300 East, Salt Lake City, Utah. So if you live in Utah, then stop by and get some delicious treats. 

Banana Bread

3 each Eggs

1 1/4 cup sugar

½ cup Oil

¼ cup Milk

1 tsp Vanilla

3 cups AP Flour

1 ½ tsp Baking powder

½ tsp Baking soda

½ tsp Salt

½ tsp Cinnamon

¼ tsp Nutmeg

½ cup Walnuts (optional)

2 cups mashed or pureed bananas (very ripe)

Method of Prep

Preheat oven to 350*F Grease bottom of 2 loaf pans. In a large bowl mix eggs, sugar, oil, milk and vanilla. Beat with electric mixer on medium speed until smooth.  Stir in flour, salt, nutmeg, cinnamon, baking soda and powder. Pour batter into pans and bake until toothpick comes out clean about an hour.