Wednesday, July 22, 2009

When Life Gives You Lemons...

We have all heard the phrase when you are given lemons make lemonade. Well what if someone doesn't like lemonade, that seems quite exlusionatory. So in lieu of that we have an new avenue to explore, the world of culinary excellence. Oh yes, cupcakes. We have discovered that lemon cream cheese frosted cupcakes are exquisite. Definitely a perfect lightweight summer delight.




Just another day in the life of Erik and Amanda.

Saturday, July 11, 2009

The Library



Ever since we are just wee children, our teachers have told us to not waste our summer on trivial things, but to use this time to get ahead. I always scoft at this in my mind. But there is no scofting now when prizes are involved. The local library is doing a summer reading program. Normally this would not be very exciting, but when prizes are involved it always seems to peak peoples interest, young or old. So Erik and I have been making lots of trips to the local library. If they think they can put an age limit on who gets these prizes, I say think again. Erik and I are both planning on getting a very extravagant prize by the end of the summer. Oh ya!






Saturday, April 4, 2009

And When We Say One More Time...

Yes we really meant it! An interesting phenomenon has occured. Aparently our blog has been rediscovered. I went to work today and Hailey, Erik's younger sister, was singing a few lines and proclaimed that she wanted a post of her own revealing some of her favorite things. So here we go, again.



Playing with Lola and dancing around
Going on walks and sleepin on the ground
Reading all of her favorite books
These are a few of her favorite things

Sliding down the stairs on only a pillow
Playing the wii with her nephew Andin
Eating grahm crackers until she get sick
These are a few of her favorite things

Playing webkins and mario kart
Watching scooby doo and playing with friends
Making Erik laugh until his nostrols flare
These are a few of her favorite things

When her mom leaves
When there's no cream cheese
When she's feeling sad
She simply remembers her favorite things
And then she doesn't feel so bad

(Repeat)

Now let's try it with some visuals!!!


Playing with Lola and dancing around

Going on walks and sleepin on the ground


Reading all of her favorite books



These are a few of her favorite things

Sliding down the stairs on only a pillow

Playing the wii with her nephew Andin
Eating grahm crackers until she get sick
These are a few of her favorite things

Playing webkins and mario kart
Watching scooby doo and playing with friends
Making Erik laugh until his nostrols flare
These are a few of her favorite things

When her mom leaves
When there's no cream cheese
When she's feeling sad
She simply remembers her favorite things
And then she doesn't feel so bad!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

And These Are a Few of My Favorite Things

Some may say that rain drops on roses and whiskers on kittens are a few of their favorite things, but Erik has an idea of his own. Please read/sing to the tune of my favorite things for full effect.



Waffles on plates and bumps in the pavement
Cars in the way and pretty glass tables
Wearing his brace on just his left leg
These are a few of his favorite things

Walking with the hummer and waiting for summer
Playing Mario kart until my finger is numb-er
Pretending to be on Paulas cooking show
These are a few of his favorite things

Going to the pond and then to the park
Sewing all day and checking the email
Playing hockey and driving in the van
These are a few of his favorite things

When the dog stinks
When the sink screams
When he's feeling sad
He simply remembers his favorite things
Then he doesn't feel so bad

(Repeat)

We have gone around today and taken some pictures of Erik's favorite things for a more dramatic affect. A one more time!


Waffles on plates and bumps in the pavement






















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Cars in the way and pretty glass tables





















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Wearing his brace on just his left leg
These are a few of his favorite things
Walking with the hummer and waiting for summer
Playing Mario kart until my finger is numb-er



Pretending to be on Paulas cooking show




These are a few of his favorite things
Going to the pond and then to the park


























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Sewing all day and checking the email
Playing hockey and driving in the van




These are a few of his favorite things
When the dog stinks When the sink screams
When he's feeling sad
He simply remembers his favorite things
Then he doesn't feel so bad!!!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

And We're Back!!!

As some of you may know, I stopped working with Erik this summer to focus on my internship. So I had been tossing and turning each night over what should be done about the blog. This was not just my blog, but mine and Eriks, so it did not feel right to go on without him, hence my lack of posts lately. But now we are back! I have started working with Erik again so our blog is thus revived! In this resurrection of sorts, we are going to revamp our whole blog. Erik wants to put new music on there, and possibly new wall paper if it strikes our fancy. I think that every good blog post should have pictures since we live in a optically stimulating world, but I have nothing in particular to post, which is a problem. We had made paula deen's fantastic oatmeal cookies, but it remains undocumented. So As a solution, I am going to give you all a sneak peek of what is to come. I have started up my charcoal class again and this is the picture that I am going to do. Hope you enjoy!


We look forward to many amore posts!

Thursday, July 31, 2008

What is This World Coming To?!

Oh Yes what is this world coming to when our very food begins to show us the trend out humanity?! I found this revelation in the form of a hot dog. I was making Erik one of his favorite meals, a hot dog. I cooked it, got a bun out, everything was going as it had many times before, and then I saw it, the hot dog. When i put it in the bun, the hot dog looked like it was in an over sized coffin. How did this happen?! Isn't the purpose of a hot dog bun to be just the right size to hold the hot dog so that we can get rid of those blasted utensils? Who wants to bite into a hot dog and find only ketchup, mustard, and bun?





For Erik, he eats his hotdogs a little differently than the general public. He thinks that the more ketchup the better. If you lose sight of the actual hotdog underneath the mounds of ketchup you almost have enough.



As you can see, he is very pleased with the ketchup to hotdog ratio this time. Thank goodness for him he doesn't actually eat all of the hotdog bun or else he might also taste of the bitter dissapointment of a hotdog drowning in bun.


It is equally awful when you come across the exact opposite problem, there not being enough. This is my poor over worked closet. I even have one of those closet organizers that promise to quadroople the storing space. As you can see that either that was a blantent lie, or my room is shrinking.


Yes there is not enough storage space in my room that i must go to extrodinary lengths to make everything fit.


As you can see, my room has actually literally shrunk! The mirror is even lower than it used to be, my whole body won't even fit in it anymore. If any of you know any room growing products, I am very interested!



Oh Shaunadoodle



This is the lovely couple in the flesh, or rather in the charcoal. This was a wedding present that was given to shaunadoodle from Erin and I. When I went over to her house to give it to her, her mother was talking about how this would be an air loom someday. Then she proceeded to say that their children will fight over if after they die... What?! They are still in their prime, we don't need to start putting sticky notes on prized possessions yet. Their children aren't even born yet. I guess it would end a lot of future arguing if they just allot things for child number one, child number two. But what if they under or overestimate? Oh what a messy business!