Friday, September 30, 2011

it's official.

So I finally got my diploma framed. I kept it in the DO NOT FOLD package it came in through the mail to constantly remind me to DO NOT FOLD. I am not good with official documents. When I was handed our Marriage Certificate after we sealed the deal, they told me it was better if the wife took care of this important paper.
Boy did I fool them!
For some reason I thought it would be ok if I rolled it up and put in in my purse. This later became all rolled up and crinkled in my purse. When my mom later asked for it so she could frame it, I am sure she was not surprised at all when I handed her what looked like "the homework my dog had eaten." I don't know what Wendy (the framer) did to make it look normal again but she delivered! It probably involved an iron.

When I got this in the mail, Kevin told me to be careful.
"This is the most expensive piece of paper you will ever handle," he said.
And boy is that true.
But then I got thinking...Shouldn't this be printed on gold or a copper plate ( I mean c'mon we have one the the largest copper mines right here in the valley)? Or, at least, hard card-stock. Ten cent printer paper is just not cuttin' it for me.
At least the seal on it makes it look good.

I get a lot of questions from people after I tell them I am a graduate. They ask "So what are you going to do with it now?!" "What is your career path?" "How old are you?"
Now let me answer these for you.
I am old enough to be a graduate. I am 23 years of age, not 18 or 19 or 14 for that matter.
For now, I am happy with the job I have now. I know it is not related to my degree in any manner. But I like it. I get good money. I work good hours. My Boss is a great guy and extremely generous and I work with great people. What's not to like?

"Why would I go to college and spend all that hard work just so I could be a waitress now?!"
Well, to be honest I have never seen myself as a career lady. Thinking of sitting at a desk, answering a phone all day gives me anxiety. That is not something I want to do. I like to move and interact while I work. With my job, I do just this.

I went to school so I could experience college, earn a degree (for if anything were to happen to Kevin, I could get a real job), push myself, learn, interact with students my age, learn how to be independent, and gain respect for myself. And I did just this. So I am happy. It is quite an accomplishment to graduate from college, so I don't really appreciate when people counter that statement with "Well you didn't do anything with it..."

I went with a degree that I could use for the rest of my life, something that interested me, and will continue to interest me. I use my degree every day.

And one day I want to be a mom and only a mom.

And a thank you.

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

recipe: stuffed peppers

Kevin really loved these! And BONUS...they were easy!

Stuffed Bell Peppers

4 green bell peppers
1-2 lbs lean ground beef
1/2 sweet onion, chopped
1/2 cup uncooked jasmine* rice
1 can tomato soup
2 TB Worcestershire sauce
1/4 t garlic powder
1/4 t onion powder
salt and pepper (of course)
1 t Italian seasoning
Shredded cheese
Corn (optional, I added it for fun. FUN)

Cook the rice.
Preheat oven to 350.
In the EVOO, sauté the onions 3 minutes. Add ground beef and cook until browned. Add Italian seasoning to beef.
Cut tops off peppers. And bottom if they don't stand up on own.
Combine worcestershire, garlic & onion powder, salt & pepper with tomato soup.
Fill half full with beef, cover with sauce, corn, then cheese. Repeat.

Bake for 35 min-60 minutes. My oven is retarded and makes its own rules. Really just bake until warm throughout and cheese on top is a nice golden brown.

*Ok am I the only one to recently discover jasmine rice? IT. IS. SO. GOOD. Geeze, I have been using regular rice for so long and have been constantly disappointed whenever I cook it. Well look no further Malorie! Jasmine rice is here. Always good. Always fluffy. Always flavorful. I am forever hooked.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

vote for her

Here is my cute friend Kaitlin. Isn't she the cutest pregnant momma?
I think you should vote for her in this hot mamma/baby bump contest.
If she wins, she gets a dream nursery and $500 to help with the many baby costs (ha, like I would know...but I can imagine.).
She wants to give the prize to her brother and sister-in-law who just found out their baby has Spina bifida.
This is a congenital disorder where the neural tube does not completely develop and fuse together.

She could use your vote!!

Go here and vote now!
You can vote every day until the 29th. Do it.

Saturday, September 24, 2011


Ok this is the best book I have read in a long, long, long time. It might be my all-time favorite. I am only half-way through it, even though I could have read it in a day. I am making myself read it sloowwww so I can cherish it. This is hard since I am a professional book skimmer.

I find myself constantly chuckling out loud, this Louis Zamperini (I could say that name over and over again, and I have...) was one funny guy. Books that make me chuckle are good books.

Its so good that I have been having to share it with Kevin. I just can't stop myself. Now Kevin is realizing that he will want to read this book someday so he has begged me to stop telling him about it. But I can't hold it in. I find myself blurting out:

"Ahhh Kevin he did ______!"
"________ happened on their mission, can you believe it!"
"Ahhh man Kevin he just pulled ______ prank on him! ha!"
"Kevin, there are sharks! SHARKS!!"
"A great white SHARK, Kevin!"
"Kevin this book is so good!"

I feel like I have whats called Unbroken Tourette's Syndrome.
Poor Kevin can't take it anymore. He just walks away now.

Image via

Thursday, September 22, 2011

treats treats treats

I am usually a cookie kind of girl but lately I have been on a brownie and bar rampage. Rampage I tell you. I just barely came upon these things called brownies. I had forgotten about this easy, yummy dessert until someone said the word "Brownie" at work and all the glorious, delicious memories came flooding back. How did I ever forget about these things?

I usually don't have someone to share my treats with since husband isn't the biggest fan of treats (why!? why!? WHY!?), but since we are Patrick-sitting, treat making is fun again! He loves my late night treat making. Hooray!

I came upon this recipe because my sister-in-law accidentally left her batch of these bars with us for a night. And boy did we enjoy them for the small amount of time they were with us. The next morning when she took them away, I had to make my own. They were too good.

Oatmeal Chocolate Caramel Bars

*Makes 9X13-inch pan of bars

1 1/2 cups flour
1 1/2 cups old-fashioned oats
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1 1/2 cups brown sugar
1 cup melted butter

14 ounce bag of caramels
1/2 cup whipping cream or milk
1 12-ounce package semisweet chocolate chips

Preheat the oven to 350 degree. Mix the first six ingredients together and sprinkle half on the bottom of a 9X13-inch baking pan. Bake 10 to 15 minutes, until lightly browned.

Meanwhile, melt the caramels and whipping cream or milk in a saucepan over low heat or in the microwave at 50% power, stirring often, until the mixture is smooth. When the bars have been removed from the oven, sprinkle the chocolate chips over the crust and pour the melted caramel over the top. Sprinkle the rest of the crust over the top and bake in the oven for an additional 10-12 minutes, until the caramel is bubbling and edges are lightly browned. Cool the bars completely before serving so they can set up properly.

Recipe via here

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

we love us some texas roadhouse

After a long days of work at Snogression, we decided to treat ourselves and little Patrick to some good ol' steak. Kevin loves the prime rib and usually I just share it with him, but today I opted for the sirloin. And boy was it good. I of course had to have my ketchup with it...Ketchup always goes with steak. Always.

Thats an action shot of me a sqeezin the ketchup out. Oh yeah. And an awkward picture of me taking a picture of myself so I could prove that I was there too.

Why is this place always crazy and loud? We got stuck with this huge birthday party who loved screaming and singing. My Great Aunt Katie (who is 94) once took me and Kevin out to dinner and instead of Golden Coral (thank goodness) she opted for Texas Roadhouse because "You kids love loud places like this!" No, not even us Aunt Katie.

And why do the seaters that take you to your table always have to converse with you? It's like buddy, I don't want to talk to you, just take me to my table, my day has been fine thank you and yes I have been here before. Yada yada yada. And the walk to the table is sooo long. Your too social Texas Roadhouse, too social. Good thing you have good food.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

fresh pickins'

Me and Ellie had ourselves a little adventure in Grandma's garden. While I took pictures, she picked and ate, picked and ate and ate some more. She loved the tomatoes. I'd show her how to take the stems off and throw them to the ground before eating and she would take them off and eat them as well. She doesn't like to waste.

Get that bum outta ma face!!

Benny definitely stole that peach out of Ellie's hand right after this picture was taken. No good Benny, no good.

its open!!!

For all you experienced skiers and snowboarders out there - this is the place for you!
And for all you wannabe skiers and snowboarders out there - the tramps here are the place for you!
I love the tramps.
There are four.
On multiple levels.

Heres the teaser:

snogression from snogression. on Vimeo.

Come and play.

Sunday, September 18, 2011

baby tipton

Afton Grace Tipton
September 17, 2011
6 lbs 11 ounces

For my first niece, I wasn't able to be there for the birth. So I made it a goal to be there for baby #2.
It was a surprise last Saturday morning when my mom texted me " LABOR!! "
Not knowing what to expect I rushed up to the hospital. When I got to the Labor & Delivery floor I expected to walk in the doors with woman screaming, babies crying and nurses running around.
But it was the opposite. It was calm and quiet. My sister was the only one there.
When I got there, the RN nurse was predicting that Chelsey would have the baby around 7:00 pm that night. This was a bummer since I had work that night and would have to leave around 4:00.
Thirty minutes past and the doctor was getting concerned for the baby. Her heartbeat was dropping and taking a while to stabilize after every contraction. He told Chelsey that she would have to have a C-section just like her first, Hadley. He started the prep.
She did not want this. She really had been hoping for a V-back. She told the doctor she wanted to wait it out and see if the babies heartbeat got better. So with her determination and the help of the nurse, within 25 minutes of pushing and changing positions, the baby was ready! The nurse paged the doctor but another patient had just walked in and needed a quick delivery. So we had to wait 15 minutes for the doctor to come and deliver the baby. It was pretty exciting knowing the baby was going to be here in only minutes.
Afton Grace Tipton was then delivered within 3 minutes of the doctor walking in the door.
It was an amazing experience.
My sister did awesome and her determination to do what she knew was right for her and her baby was inspiring.
I got teary-eyed when I first laid eyes on Afton. It was a teary-eyed moment.

This whole experience made having a baby seem do-able. I think it was good for me to see an easy-going labor. Makes me still want to have a baby. I know not all labor and deliveries go this smoothly, but lets just say they do for my sake ok?

Afton we are so happy you made it! We all love you so much already.

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

my husbands baby and all my doings

We haven't been up to much lately. Kevin has been working like ca-razy. His baby and business Snogression is planning on opening this weekend! This means 12-14 hour days for him. What does this mean for me? A lot of biking, swimming, TRX-ing, cooking, cleaning, reading, working and no Kevin time besides sleeping time. Who said having your own business would be fun??! Oh wait, no one.

This summer I started road biking, and fell in love. My mother-in-law, sister-in-law and I go early, and by early l mean 6:30 am! early, and bike 12-14 miles on the Porter Rockwell Trail. We started now doubling the trail and doing 24 miles. We are getting ready for a St. Geroge 60 mile race in October. I just barely bought some bike shorts with pads, so maybe I can now go over bumps without my brain feeling like its going to bounce out of my head. Hopefully it will make my bum feel better also, even though I think I might just have a callused butt now.

Late summer meant the outdoor pools weren't crazy busy, so I decided to do some swimming. It's been nice to get my swimming groove back. I swam for Skyline's swim team all three years of going there. Once I graduated I had had my share of swimming. Getting up at 5:30 every other morning, swimming for two hours, then yet again having another two hour practice after school every day deemed enough for me. Just now (5 years later) am I feeling like I can get some more swimming in. I even took Kevin with me once and taught him some skills.
"Ha!" he said to me when I told him we were going swimming; me teaching him, a professional athlete, who is good at everything. Laughable he thought. I just told him water is different and not being able to breath while you workout is a little different too.
And boy did I show him. I killed him. Especially in the kicking department. He looked like he wasn't even moving.
It was a humbling experience for him.

One thing I have learned from TRX strength training: My arms are weak. And I have a hard time conversing at 6:00 am.

Currently I am reading:

Fallen (A cheesy vampire-like book that keeps me entertained at work during the slow hours)

Sugar Nation (The hidden truth behind America's deadliest habit and the simple way to beat it!!!)

Currently I am painting:

Yup. Thats a paint by numbers. But you will probably notice like Kevin that I went for speed rather than 'painting within the lines'. I get so impatient.

Currently Cooking:

A lot of homemade bread with bromate-free flour. Because bromate is bad. I use King Arthur Bread Flour. Read this if you want to learn more.

And thats it.

Friday, September 2, 2011

late night snack

My mom recently gave me some fresh tomatoes out of Farmer Mel's garden and some fresh basil out of hers. She then told me to make some open-face sandwiches. She even offered to give us cheese. My mom always spoils us.

These delights were my dad's signature dish when we were little. If my mom was gone one night and he was on dinner duty, he would make these.
Another dish of his: buttered noodles with parmesan sprinkled on top and canned stewed tomatoes.
These always went together. These were common dinners in the Moser household growing up.
And now they have resurfaced. We just might be having buttered noodles for dinner tonight Kevin.

Open-faced Sandwiches

sliced tomatoes
salt & pepper
basil (optional)

Put the oven to Broil. Place the cheese on the bread and place on a slotted cookie sheet.
Watch carefully, it only takes a minute or so. Then place the sliced tomatoes on top, sprinkle with salt & pepper and enjoy!

sometimes in april

I somehow found this amazing movie on Netflix. I can honestly say it is as good as Hotel Rwanda. And boy is that saying a lot because do I love that movie.
This portrayal of the genocide in Rwanda leaves you wondering how we never did anything; how the Rwandan government could be so corrupt; and how the Rwandan people could be so easily persuaded by government officials and their radio to kill one million people.
This movies gives a good history lesson at the beginning so you understand the history leading up to the genocide.
But I warn you, by the end of the movie you are emotionally drained.
It is hard to believe that this all happened in me and Kevin's lifetime. The violent beginning started in 1994! This is very recent history.
During one part they show the U.S. news and how everyone was worried and interested in the suicide of Nirvana's Kurt Cobain. I don't remember this (I was 6), but Kevin remembered.
"Oh that was when that happened?!"
I asked him if he remembered learning about the happenings in Rwanda. He hadn't.

It is so sad that politics over-rided helping a million people not be slaughtered during this time.

When we woke up this morning, the first thing Kevin said to me was:
"What are we going to do about Rwanda?"
He gets so emotionally involved in movies its cute.
I think he now wants to adopt a Rwandan baby.

I recommend this movie to everyone. Go get it now!