First Day of Spring, First Snowman Ever.

You read that correctly, folks! It's the first day of Spring, and I, at age 23, have just constructed my first snowman... EVER. I know! Epic.

Here he is! His name is Earl:


Other than snow and snowmen... Nothing is going on. LOL Pryor is more or less the most boring place on the planet, and I live an equally boring day-to-day life. Hence the reason I don't post new entries very often. Ok, I can't say that with a straight face. The truth is, I really procrastinate with these entries. I start one, wait about a week, then come back and delete the draft and try to start over. I love writing, but these blog entries are like those stupid 5 paragraph essays from school. It's monotonous.

And I really don't have anything interesting to write about. HAH.

Making muffins is still happening... I guess that's kind of exciting? I've come across some really tasty recipes, and they've been a hit with the guys at work. I love baking... It's really a theraputic type of thing for me. I like making the things I cook look really appetizing... Like decorating my muffins with just the right amount of chopped/sliced nuts, and a sprinkle of coarsely ground sugar. I like how they look when they're all done. Maybe I should be a food stylist when I grow up?

Nah. I'd much rather make a living making cupcakes. Seriously. If I could figure out how to make cupcakes into a lucrative career, I'd be on that like white on rice. If I could combine my love of cupcakes, shopping, puppies, and scrapbooking into one super-mega-career, I'd be set. But I'm thinking all of those things combined might be a disaster. But the cupcakes... I need to make that happen. If anyone has a couple thousand George Washington's they'd like to loan me to get this going, that'd be super.

OH. I also entered into this NCAA bracket thing with Skip and the guys at work... Where you pick which basketball teams are gonna win and stuff. I put in two brackets at $5 apiece... And I'm doing pretty good, all things considered. (And by "all things" I mean the fact that I don't really follow college basketball AT ALL. lolz) I'm actually kind of into it... Well, not the games, per se... But just the outcome. I love checking the ESPN ScoreCenter app on my phone to see how many wins I got. It's so satisfying to highlight the teams that won, and scratch out the ones that lost. That, and I really like repeating the name, "Gonzaga." GON-ZAAAAAH-GAAAAAH. Heh.

I'll leave you now with some snow-y snapshots... Hurrah!

--Malaya

Well, hello there...

I'm really bad at blogging.

No seriously, I suck at this kind of stuff. Well, I guess it's 50% suck and neglect, and 50% we haven't had internet since moving out of the hotel and into an apartment. Heh.

For those of you following along at home, you read correctly! We're in an apartment in Oklahoma! WOO! Well, kind of. We *should* be here until June-ish, since the construction company decided to get off their ass and do some work move forward with this phase of the project. So in many ways, life is good. We got into the apartment, which has drastically slashed our cost of living. I cook meals, I clean, I do laundry, I make the boys at work muffins... And I do their laundry, too, sometimes, and they pay me for it... Which is like, freakin' awesome. I already have about 25% of the anticipated cost of the new purple netbook I want. WOOT.

In other news... For those of you who have perhaps not been in "the loop"... My grandpa has been out here in Broken Arrow/Tulsa, at the Cancer Treatment Centers of America hospital. He has lung cancer and brain cancer, and they've been doing some really cutting edge treatments for him to help get some of this under control. Once a week or so for about four weeks, I went out to the hospital to "babysit" him after his procedures. He's finished with the treatments on his lungs, gone home for a few days, and now he's back for 26 rounds of radiation for cancer in his brain. He seems to be doing really well, but our family knows cancer all too well. Especially small-cell, metastasizing lung and brain cancer. It's the same stuff my grandma had, and she's been gone almost 3 years. BUT... Optimism is easier than realism, so that's where I'll stay.

Moving right along...

I've actually become quite the chef out here in Oklahoma. With Skip and I not dieting super hardcore, I've got a little more freedom with our dinner selections. I cook about 6 nights of the week, and I have yet to repeat a recipe. So that's roughly 24 new and exciting dishes that I've mastered. Well, mostly mastered. Some things will take minor tweaking to be perfect. I've even whipped up some pretty delicious muffins from scratch that the guys at work have just loved. And I'm pretty sure my big giant pans of lasagna that I took to them will go down in history. Just sayin'. But I really have learned to love cooking... Whereas, in the past, I kind of dreaded it. I have also found a really unhealthy love of meal planning and grocery shopping... I spend about 2 hours a week getting together my recipes for the next week, and then creating a list for the store, organized by aisle and department. Neurotic as it may be, I really enjoy it. Like, really. It's often the highlight of me week.

Other than all of that, my life is rather boring. Oklahoma is an "interesting" state... Full of "interesting" people. If I'm not at Wal-Mart, I'm playing FarmTown or FarmVille on Facebook. Or maybe I'm doing laundry... Which is now pretty much an everyday kind of task. I make muffins, I cook, I play with dogs... I'm pretty much a little old lady now!

Hah. Yeah, right.

More posts will be on the way... I SWEAR. I will not fail at this blog. I will not fail at this blog. I will not fail at this... OH LOOK!

--Malaya