So one of our favorite places to eat is Maglby's. Joe goes for the all you can eat crab and I go for the yummy rolls. I tried his crab and even with it dipped in butter I found no satisfaction in it.
A few years ago I went on a girls trip with Ashley, Celina, and Kristen to Mexico and when we went out to eat one night Ashley ordered some shrimp and it came to her in a bucket literally right out of the sea, all they did was cook it and she had to de-vein in and everything. And the shrimp had the biggest eyes just starring at her as she did this.
So here is the reason why I found no satisfaction in seafood.
1. I can't eat things that come to me with their eyes
2. I can't eat things that have claws
3. Texture, it is so squishy and weird
4. Taste
That is it, its a short list.
Joe wanted me to express that he loves seafood. He served his mission in Alaska. Need I say more?
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
As some of you know, I have plans to attend law school in the Fall. As of right now, I have been accepted to two schools: University of Idaho and Lewis and Clark College. I have been waitlisted at BYU, Arizona, and Washington and Lee. I have yet to hear back from five schools. So a lot is still up in the air. Law schools require a deposit to reserve your seat. Most schools require a deposit the middle of April. I decided before choosing which school got my money I should go check out Idaho and L&C.
Originally my plan was to drive a combined 30 hours (12 hours from Provo to Portland, 7 hours from Porland to Moscow and then 11 hours from Moscow to Provo) however, Sunday night as I drove to Burley, there was wind gusts of upwards of 60 miles an hour blowing snow across the freeway over the mountainous roads. Whiteouts on the road are susceptible to accidents they figure and they decided to close the freeway. Unfortunately they closed the roads about 20 minutes before I got there, so I was stuck. I ended up having to spend the night in my car in the Flying J parking lot in Snowville. Luckily, I had enough foresight to bring my sleeping bag, despite criticisms from my wife (not really she told me it was a good idea but I tell her that she made fun of me for bringing it). Boy was I glad to have it too because the temperature was about 30 degrees, but that didn't bother me one bit in my mummy bag. At six in the morning I decided not to wake up but rather to stop trying to fall asleep and get some breakfast. An egg sandwich and orange juice later I was back on the road headed to Burley. They opened the freeway at seven and I was home in Burley at about eight. After thoughtful consideration, I decided that driving 9 more hours to Portland probably wasn't the safest thing in the world for me to do after having such a terrible night I imagined that Mr. Sandman would probably be driving in front of me with his dump-truck carrying sand shoveling sand at me the entire time. My parents fearing I would be on a suicide drive offered to help me with plane tickets. I acquiesced their offer and made arrangements to fly out of Boise later that day.
Driving two hours to Boise was like a drive around the block compared to the 9 hours that I had originally planned. I flew into Portland Monday night and slept the night at a hotel that I would have loved more time to enjoy. I spent Tuesday in Portland checking out Lewis and Clark Law School and then flew that night to the bustling airport of Pullman, WA. If any of you have ever been to an airport with a security line longer than a line of people in Ethiopia waiting for free food, you know the fear that comes with the thought of missing your plane before you can make it through security. At the Pullman airport no one has ever had that fear or will ever have that fear because there is only one line for security and it isn't even open until 10 minutes before your plane boards. With an average of two flights leaving Pullman a day, it isn't very busy. My good friend McCord Larsen was there to pick me up and drive the 10 miles to his home in Moscow and he was doubly kind to let me stay with him in Moscow.
Thursday morning, I awoke to 6 inches of new snow on the ground in Moscow. I could not believe it. I was so glad that I did not drive. I can only imagine the mess that I would have been in trying to drive home with all the snow. I felt grateful that I had made the right decision to fly and while I had cursed the wind gods that made the freeway close and tortured me with a night of restlessness in my car, I now praised their name for lifting me on airplane wings over the top the snowy roads below.
I flew back to Boise that night, not yet with a firm decision on who is getting my money but a better feel for the two schools and the life I will be living in the Fall. I could definitely see myself attending either school and with another 5 schools still making a decision, I might be making some more trips to other fun cities before everything is finally done.
Originally my plan was to drive a combined 30 hours (12 hours from Provo to Portland, 7 hours from Porland to Moscow and then 11 hours from Moscow to Provo) however, Sunday night as I drove to Burley, there was wind gusts of upwards of 60 miles an hour blowing snow across the freeway over the mountainous roads. Whiteouts on the road are susceptible to accidents they figure and they decided to close the freeway. Unfortunately they closed the roads about 20 minutes before I got there, so I was stuck. I ended up having to spend the night in my car in the Flying J parking lot in Snowville. Luckily, I had enough foresight to bring my sleeping bag, despite criticisms from my wife (not really she told me it was a good idea but I tell her that she made fun of me for bringing it). Boy was I glad to have it too because the temperature was about 30 degrees, but that didn't bother me one bit in my mummy bag. At six in the morning I decided not to wake up but rather to stop trying to fall asleep and get some breakfast. An egg sandwich and orange juice later I was back on the road headed to Burley. They opened the freeway at seven and I was home in Burley at about eight. After thoughtful consideration, I decided that driving 9 more hours to Portland probably wasn't the safest thing in the world for me to do after having such a terrible night I imagined that Mr. Sandman would probably be driving in front of me with his dump-truck carrying sand shoveling sand at me the entire time. My parents fearing I would be on a suicide drive offered to help me with plane tickets. I acquiesced their offer and made arrangements to fly out of Boise later that day.
Driving two hours to Boise was like a drive around the block compared to the 9 hours that I had originally planned. I flew into Portland Monday night and slept the night at a hotel that I would have loved more time to enjoy. I spent Tuesday in Portland checking out Lewis and Clark Law School and then flew that night to the bustling airport of Pullman, WA. If any of you have ever been to an airport with a security line longer than a line of people in Ethiopia waiting for free food, you know the fear that comes with the thought of missing your plane before you can make it through security. At the Pullman airport no one has ever had that fear or will ever have that fear because there is only one line for security and it isn't even open until 10 minutes before your plane boards. With an average of two flights leaving Pullman a day, it isn't very busy. My good friend McCord Larsen was there to pick me up and drive the 10 miles to his home in Moscow and he was doubly kind to let me stay with him in Moscow.
Thursday morning, I awoke to 6 inches of new snow on the ground in Moscow. I could not believe it. I was so glad that I did not drive. I can only imagine the mess that I would have been in trying to drive home with all the snow. I felt grateful that I had made the right decision to fly and while I had cursed the wind gods that made the freeway close and tortured me with a night of restlessness in my car, I now praised their name for lifting me on airplane wings over the top the snowy roads below.
I flew back to Boise that night, not yet with a firm decision on who is getting my money but a better feel for the two schools and the life I will be living in the Fall. I could definitely see myself attending either school and with another 5 schools still making a decision, I might be making some more trips to other fun cities before everything is finally done.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Moab
So this past weekend I was crazy enough to participate in the Moab 1/2 Marathon. I do not know what I was thinking of when I signed up for it! It was beautiful! We ran down the Colorado river and then through town to the finish line. My run did not go to smoothly...I got sick at mile 4 and almost had to quit. I could not breath and my heart rate was out of control so I had to walk for about 2 miles till I could get my heart rate in a safe range. It killed my time also.
I have to say that Suzanne did easily beat me, she was hard to keep up with.
We went down a day early because we wanted to go to the Monticello Temple. It is amazing that Monticello has a population of 2000 and they have a temple!
After the Temple we drove to Bluff, Utah because some of my ancestors built a cabin there and settled the area in Pioneer times. The city has restored the cabins and has made it a historical site. So if by chance you find your self in Bluff drop by the Barton Family Cabin. They have wagons and stuff there. I'm not sure if kids are suppose to play on them but my nephew Ben is too cute and had so much fun sitting on them. He was really proud of himself.
(Look at Joe's arms! He isn't even flexing! Look how huge they are!)
Right now I am considering running in the Salt Lake 1/2 Marathon in 3 weeks to redeem myself because of my awful showing in Moab.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
MVP
So Joe has been playing in a basketball league with my brother JB this season. This last Thursday only 4 players on Joe's team showed up. They played 4 on 5for the first part of the game and I was a bit worried that these old guys wouldn't hold up.
By half time Joe and JB's team had a 12 point lead. In the 3rd quarter they had their fifth player finally show up.
This other team had 3 subs and so their guys were able to stay fresh. But Joe was able to come out victorious and win by more than 20 points.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Basketball
So unlike the terribly represented basketball scenes in High School Musical where East High beats West High, West walked away with a huge victory (I am kinda buggedthat Disney messed up Wests school colors, and mascot)
This is a tribute to my old High School...The West High Panthers! The boys team just won the 4A state Basketball championship. After their Victory I wonder if they broke out in singing and dancing like Zac Efron did.
I remember the good old days of High School nearly 7 years ago, when all of teams never even made it close to any type of championship.
(So Maeve and Christy...I know you are away from Utah right now and I just wanted to fill the two of you in.)
Best part about the game is West put a stop to Provo's 40 game win streak and got a Basketball championship that they have been waiting 45 years for
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Dirty rotten scoundrel
So Wednesday morning I woke up and noticed that the window in our kitchen taken out of the window seal, and was just kinda propped up against it. We live in a really quiet neighborhood and I did not think anything of it. It was super windy the night before so I just thought maybe the wind blew it out. (I know stupid thought) But it bugged me for a few days about how that could have possibly happened.
Then during the announcement portion of sacrament meeting the bishop announced that there were lots of break ins in the neighborhood on Tuesday night and that the thief was caught with tons of jewelry. The light flashed on in my head and I was able to put 2 and 2 together.
The bishop said that the ward would not be posting "enrichment tonight" signs around the neighborhood because apparently it sends the message to a thief to break in between 6-8.
Creepy that someone tried to break in. I think they turned around when they realized that we didn't really have anything to steal.
Then during the announcement portion of sacrament meeting the bishop announced that there were lots of break ins in the neighborhood on Tuesday night and that the thief was caught with tons of jewelry. The light flashed on in my head and I was able to put 2 and 2 together.
The bishop said that the ward would not be posting "enrichment tonight" signs around the neighborhood because apparently it sends the message to a thief to break in between 6-8.
Creepy that someone tried to break in. I think they turned around when they realized that we didn't really have anything to steal.
Thursday, March 5, 2009
Our new obsession
This game (mahjong towers) has helped me put off studying, and possibly not helped my grades.
If you haven't played it, I highly recommend it. Joe and I are both addicted. It might be another thing that gets banned from my life like Dr.Pepper. I try to tell myself that it gets my brain going and so it is okay to do before, during and after studying.
If you haven't played it, I highly recommend it. Joe and I are both addicted. It might be another thing that gets banned from my life like Dr.Pepper. I try to tell myself that it gets my brain going and so it is okay to do before, during and after studying.
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