mmmmm... tasty Canada

I swear, my circumvallate papillae and brain like to play mean tricks on me. Today I was all excited for the leap-year party that friends are hosting thinking what can I make, what can I make. After what felt like HOURS sifting through recipes, being mighty picky I finally decided to make PUFFED WHEAT SQUARES. So I go to Safeway, no puffed wheat. I go to Trader Joes, no puffed wheat -- only sugary, give-you-a-cavity-or-ten puffed wheat, nothing I can bake with. WTF?! So I go home, do some googling (don't tell Paul) and learn that my beloved Puffed Wheat Squares are a Western Canadian treat. I'm sooooooo tired of craving "Canadian" things! Half the battle is learning that what I want-ooooh-soooooooo-badly is something that doesn't exist south of the 49th parallel.

Just the other week I wanted Cheezies (and not the gross ones here); the REAL ones made by Hawkins with the packaging that looks like wallpaper from the 40's. Only to learn that --- "THEY ARE CANADIAN". And don't even get me started about wine gums, canadian chocolate bars, ketchup potato chips, shreddies, butter tarts, tim hortons, canadian wine (OOOOOH there's one I want so badly from the Okanagon!) -- alright now I sound pathetic AND like an alcoholic.

timmy and the lords of the underworld

The other night, I had a dream that a Tim Horton's opened here. Screaming in excitement, I ran through the streets announcing the news and even kissed a female employee. Sadly, I woke up shortly after.

<3 day

My Valentine's Day was great. I met Paul for dinner at his work and brought cheap pizza and delicious mini-cakes. We ate a 'romantic' dinner in the cafeteria and then rocked out to RockBand for 4 hours :) I'm sure to anyone but us, that sounds awful but I'll admit, it was pretty awesome. Probably the best VDay ever -- which coming from someone who only looks forward to the holiday at a 6 out of 10 (at least that's what I told the guy at the Farmer's Market) is pretty darn good. I even got a super nice baking sheet (and he got some shoes).

Random Fact: If I could bring 3 things with me on a deserted island, one of them would definitely be Midol. Yes, I've been thinking about this all day. Damn, I don't know how women lived without it -- I can barely live, even with it, several days each month. Bah! I should have NEVER taken for granted all the years I had no pain.. I used to think women who complained were crazy. Until this past year, I had no freaking idea!!!!!
< /rant & /too much info random fact (sorry) >

Random Pictures (but not as random as last time!!!) from Valentine's Day at Paul's work.

serving size 120g

I seem to only write when I'm reminded to. Oops.
I guess I'm not much of a blogger when I write once a month. Sadly, life has not been that exciting. Unless of course, learning about Na+/K+ pumps is fascinating to you (i secretly find it interesting) and writing midterms on scantron sheets makes your day (they smell good). Other than school and freaking about school (especially if I'll get all my prerequisites done in time for my application!! Damn you MATH!!!!), the days have unfortunately been blending together. I miss the Stanford connection; I am so sucky at meeting new people. I wish my Calgary friends lived here too. /melodrama

However, I have recently discovered RockBand!! Only the best video game EVER! Yet, when I get excited and tell Paul, "look I'm playing video games with you!", apparently it doesn't count. It's short a few druids or dps or caverns of time or something. I still think it counts and I still think it rockband (-band; +s). Friday night we went to Paul's work and played it until 4am (we did the big 58 song set on hard!!).

Random Fact about Michelle (and I think every post from now on will contain one of these): She's been journaling/writing/blogging since she was in grade 2 (aka 2nd grade). One of her earliest pieces contains the sentence, "I learned my teacher was nice today because she let me have two drinks of water". Wow, cognitive development must have been in its early stages. She thinks it's funny to go back and read how stupid her worries, fears, and dreams were and often considers throwing them in the trash. However, she hasn't yet -- in the hopes that they will one day give her insight into her own future kids weird and wonderful lives and cognitive stages. Or something.
Random Fact #2: Apparently, she likes writing in 3rd person.

And because pictures always make things better, here are some VERY random ones (1 & 2 me and my brother, 3 lymphatic system model, 4 & 5 craft project)