and the best dad award goes to...

Hey Dad!

I wanted to say thank you 

for the AMAZING Dutch oven apple cobbler!

You're the best!

Love,

Boppy

P.S. It was totally worth poking a toothpick in there 20 times.

I wasn't smart enough to take a picture of my dad's cobbler.

This is the closest I could get.

It doesn't really even compare.

Anybody Want a Peanut?

One of the perks of visiting Lydia is that she makes REALLY YUMMY food.  Seriously, it's beyond delicious.  I'm sure all my other friends make good food too.  They just haven't made it for me yet.  So, invite me over sometime and I'll rave about it on my blog for you. A small price to pay for yummy food.

Anyway, one of the things Lydia has cooked for me is called Thai Chicken.  It's basically a Thai version of Hawaiian Haystacks.  How can you go wrong with chunky peanut butter AND peanuts as ingredients (unless you're allergic, of course)?

Afterwards, I decided to make it for my brother's birthday party so he'd feel special.  It turned out that there were some communication issues and he didn't even end up coming to his own dinner.  Too bad for him because he really missed out.   My parents got to enjoy it, though, and my mom asked me to email her the recipe.

I kept putting it off, but she emailed me thanking her for the recipe a few weeks later.  I couldn't even remember sending it to her, but I was glad that I didn't need to worry about it anymore.

Soon, Lindsay was requesting good recipes.  I knew just what to send her.  Plus, I already had it in my sent box, so it would be super easy to share the recipe.  I searched and searched through my emails and even with gmail's awesome search tool, I still couldn't find it. :(

After talking with my mother, I discovered the email I got from her was actually in a dream. I never sent it to her.  I've received several text messages in dreams, but this was my first dream email.  It's really kind of hard to distinguish real technology from dream technology.  I'm lucky this hasn't gotten me into any sort of real trouble so far.

In the midst of figuring this all out, I lost my written recipe and Lydia had to email it to me.  In order to avoid losing it, I'll save it in my inbox AND share the google docs link for all to enjoy.

Thai Chicken

I apologize that the colors on my plate don't make it look super appetizing.   

Bear With Me

I am not going to beat around the bush here. I am in love with cinnamon bears.



They couldn't be any more perfect. Unless someone took this awesome idea and made the World's Largest Cinnamon Bear. 5 pounds of pure perfection? I'd be all over that.

The toughest part about my cinnamon bear obsession is that they are soooo hard to find. I know this problem isn't only isolated to Arizona because I once spent a big chunk of my time in Oceanside, CA running into grocery stores and gas stations in search of my bear friends.

So, I was beyond elated this week when my sister sent me a text letting me know that they were in stock at one of the local Walmarts. I drove across town and bought myself 6 bags. I would have bought more, but I didn't have a shopping cart to help me carry them.

All of this cinnamon bear excitement lead to another dream. This dream has a history, though. Way, way back when I was in my early teens, I went camping with my family and our cousins. We played a game. The name of it escapes me, but the category was "Famous Bears." We all began to shout out any bears we could think of and then someone yelled, "Cinnamon Bears!" We found this quite comical and then had a long debate over whether or not they were actually "famous." It doesn't really seem all that funny as I type it out, but trust me, it was. We still laugh about it to this day.

So in my dream, I was playing a game. It was my turn and I picked a card out of the box. I was shocked beyond belief when I looked at answer #5. It's on there! They really are famous bears! This game confirms it!


I must give some credit to this poorly designed site for helping me think of a few extra bears to add to the card I imagined in my dream. I am not really sure what the purpose of such a site would be other than to help me with this post. Maybe she had a lot of extra time on her hands (Like I do right now as I'm waiting to pick up my friend from the airport now that her flight has been delayed 1.5 hours).