Another wonderful weekend

On Friday I got my iPod back! Miracle of miracles, I tell you. The guy who found it sent me an email that he had it, and I was able to pick it up from him.  

He just said that he had lost stuff before and he would want someone to return it to him.  

Yes, the golden rule works and there are honest people in the world. Hallelujah!

How we celebrated:

And watched "The Village." That is one of my most beloved films.

Saturday was the day of hell, and I mean that literally because the ASU Sun Devils destroyed us. We were happy birthdayed to the ground!

At least the first half was pretty exciting...

Now, for what you were all waiting for!

Muffin Monday!

Recipe here

Except I actually did have caraway seeds, so I used those instead of poppy seeds. And we had lots of chives, so I through some in too. And we didn't have milk because milk day is Monday, so I used half and half instead. 

But ya, they were awesome with our Sunday dinner yesterday.

Happy fall break, everyone! (Well, if you don't have a fall break, just pretend you do.)

-Meg

Oat bran muffins, and other astonishing things

Healthy and hearty. These muffins are down to earth, lumber jack tough. I tried out the recipe on the back of the oat bran bag I got when I made last week's muffins.

Recipe found here. I used pecans instead of walnuts because I had lots of pecans. I also didn't use dates because I didn't have any.

I'm getting kind of sick of muffins... but everyone loves them and I don't want to give up my goal!


Yesterday was an amazing Sunday, as Sundays usually are. Dinner at the bishop's house, game night that was of course thrilling, and then being serenaded by Griff.

Life seriously can't get much better than this.

-Meg

Happy Birthday, Dad

(Thanks to Steve Petty, my dad's best friend growing up, for this pictures. We sure got a kick out of them.)
Today my dad turned 50! He opened 50 presents and the biggest one was a trip to Hawaii to see molten lava. He's always wanted to go see that.

Here's the poem I wrote for my dad for one of his presents:

If my father had been told
upon my birth that he was to have all daughters,

he would have asked to see it in writing.

Because my father is polite as a pocket-knife--
a one match fire,
no whip cream,
Shakespeare from the pulpit
kind of guy.

He uses Tabasco sauce like he uses jokes--
in everything, almost to make life less clam-chowder white.

A tome in one hand
and a sling shot in the other,
he adventures through the universe.

Even untraveled roads are familiar to my father,
and although the same cannot be said of me,
I know how to work a compass
because he taught me how.

Other notable things happening around "The House:"

So I have more Chrony stories, but those will come tomorrow.

-Meg

My crib!

I finally found my camera, and my new room is almost clean and perfect.

I made more pillows than I expected, but it was (for the most part) easy and fun to make them, so I made way more than I know what to do with!

The sprocket pillow was made from this tutorial.

Key to my awesome wall collage:

A: poster from "Little Women." In high school we put this on and I was Meg.

B: A flower frame I got from Swiss days, long long ago.

C. A little painting from Fiji. My great-great uncle was a mission president there in the early 80's.

D: A Monet painting. Monet is my favorite.

E: Peter Pan. Is magical.

F: My family!

G: A picture I took of my dad and my sister Adriana at the cabin.

H: A poster from the band fun. They rock.

My awesomespice cousin Kristen helped me assemble and hang them all. (She's so good at using Command strips.)

Muffin Monday coming up tomorrow!

Oh ya, and school starts tomorrow. I probably should go, huh?

-M