baking

I have been suffering from a serious head cold this past week or so.
which means the O'Gwin's house hasn't been even remotely exciting, because I'm the life of the party over here, duh.

I did manage to make some Banana Bread.
And some good Banana Bread at that, if I do say so myself.

Good for me, right?

home shmome

I had big dreams for this little 4 day weekend.
I was secretly hoping the husband and I could sneak out of town on an impromptu trip to somewhere still-pretty-boring-but-less-boring-than-orem. like St. George.
Turns out Zane didn't have Monday off of work.
Not to be deterred, I then hoped we could figure out some really fun and unusual things to do Friday and Saturday.
But, like every other time I attempt to do something out of the ordinary, we somehow ended up at Miracle Bowl.
Where I did bowl my first turkey! Not to be out down by Zane bowling a turkey at the end of the game, thus beating my probably all time high score. Predictable.
And not so out of the ordinary, our second game I bowled 4 straight gutter balls.

It's funny how things turn out sometimes. Not the bowling game, but the weekend. Definitely not what I had pictured, in fact, if you ask Zane he might tell you the disappointment of this weekend left me a little dramatic, and emotional.
I, of course, would deny it.
But it is what it is, and I know there will be lots of other 4 day weekends, and other beautiful Saturday afternoons to make memories.

I did manage to be slightly productive over the weekend though. I made a resolution to make one homemade meal, or baked good at least once a week.
Last week I decided making homemade Pizza with our buddies counted, and by Saturday of this week, I was running out of days.
So I woke up Saturday and made me and my hubs some breakfast.

Zane did make the bacon, and some dang good bacon at that. 

It might not be fancy, but it counts!

and I must say, it turned out much better than our pizza. 

I also ended up with a few snaps of Friday night at the Sr. O'Gwins house. 

am I the only one who wants her hair!?

I'm the weirdo, who married this weirdo. 

The whole fam bam. 

I hope your weekend was filled with wonderful people like mine, but also a tad more exciting.

growing up

Lately all I can think about is eating sandwhiches.
I don't like sandwhiches. My taste buds have evolved, but we're not quite there yet.
Since weird prego cravings are years away, why I'm craving subway everyday is a mystery.


So Zane decided he would make a sandwhich that could fit my toddler taste buds.
And because he knows me so well, he didn't let me watch him make it. As long as I don't know mayos there, it can't hurt me.

I ate one whole half.

Similar to how my relationship with tacos and Chinese food began, so I have high hopes.

Zucchini Pizza

I said I was going to cook, and I did!

Ta-Da! Zucchini Pizza!

I don't like zucchini, tomatoes, or olives. So I figured this was a good place to start with learning how to cook for people with normal taste buds. 

When they were ready to eat Zane made me try one, and it turns out I actually liked them! They were pretty delicious if I do say so myself!

All cooked and ready to eat.

Sometimes life is kind of hard. Not everything is always as easy as it appears to be. 

I know that cooking isn't that big of an accomplishment, but it feels good to be learning something new, and something that I can use to help others. 

And it's nice to find another way to be productive when I have some free time. 

I think I'll keep it up :)

PB&J

I am trying to be a big girl these days,

I have a job, I put more than half of my paycheck in savings, I volunteer, and I go to college. 

And I've decided to add one more thing to the list, I am going to learn to cook.
Cook like legitimate recipes. Especially the recipes I don't enjoy, because I am afraid one day, one poor guy will marry me and soon he will be living off cereal, and plain noodles. And though it works for me, I don't think it'll be his favorite. 

So I started off easy, and completely unhealthy... 

Peanut butter and Jelly Cookies!

I saw a picture of it on pinterest, and I just couldn't resist. I know I'm supposed to be learning to cook real food, like normal people like to eat,

But ever since I had that PB&J milkshake in DisneyWorld, I can't turn anything PB&J down.

I made them last night while Zane was at school, and I was kinda disappointed when they were done. My parents will agree, they weren't as yummy as we hoped.

But after a night in the fridge, I may or may not have ate 3 of them for "lunch".
And I may or may not be debating hiding them so no one else eats them... but thats the obese girl inside me and I try not to listen to her. 

I think my future husband will love me after all. 

If PB&J cookies don't make you an awesome wifey,
I don't know what does!