Birthday Phase 2

For Phase 2 we hopped on a train, hopped on another train, got off at the wrong stop, then hopped in a taxi to take us to Anong Thai to meet up with friends for dinner. It was straight up delicious. I love that place.

On the left is Amanda, my roommate, and on the right is Hope. 

We ordered papaya salad and shrimp rolls (with bacon). That's my plate at the bottom of the picture. See that tomato?

I'm going to eat it.

Turns out there was some mega spicy pepper nestled in there. And this is how I felt about it:

Things turned around once I realized Shermeka and I were wearing matching coats.

Hope and Diana made me this cake. It was delicious, and I highly recommend it. You should know it's not actually cake, but mostly ice cream and pretzels. Really, if I were to describe it, I think I would use one word: happiness.

At dinner Amanda mentioned that she never saw Tangled. I told her it was playing at the theater around the corner, and that we could probably catch a viewing in about 45 minutes. We busted out our phones, confirmed the time, and we went to see Tangled for $4. It was a great birthday.

Birthday Phase 1

I think all birthdays should come in phases, and mine started at the John Hancock Building, on the 94th floor.

I went ice skating with my friend Diana. They call it "Skating in the Sky" and I think that's fairly accurate.

We got up there just as the sun was going down. This is Lake Shore Drive.

And, Lake Shore Drive once the lights came on. This is the road that got hammered by the blizzard, with all the cars getting stuck on the road overnight.

Have I ever told you that I love Chicago? Well, I do. I love it. There. It's official. Check out the traffic in this one:

And all the ice in this one:

The roads are on fire.

Safe in Bubble Wrap

In my birthday package from home, I found this:

I love almond butter, but I never buy it. It was awesome for Mother to buy it for me. When I spoke with Mom after I got the package, she asked if the almond butter got there okay. It certainly did. That bad boy is safe in bubble wrap!

Forgot

I forgot a majorly cool part about my birthday: my cake.
One time, my roommate said something about how she would never fall for a certain line that we had heard about. And i said, Not even if he was your husband and said it like this, and then i changed to a different voice. Since then i have made up voices for all of my roommates future hubands, to use when the need arises, and they have one for mine.

Up until now i had no idea what mine looked like. But now that i know, i can be on the look out. If any of you have seen a man with brown hair, cool sideburns, big ears, chocolate nose and uneven skin, please let me know. He may be my husband.

Birthday, Mine

I woke up on my birthday, and came down these stairs. Check out those balloons. They are like worms! They were awesome. I had never seen anything like it before in all of my life. I was so lucky to get such awesome balloons.

I went down those stairs and turned the corner into the living room, and i found out that i had a pirate birthday! Isn't that great? We still have these sculls up.


The night before, we went to a Mongolian Grill, not very pirate-like, but good none the less. I had never been to one before. My roommates had, but they had never been to this one. The Grill in Idaho Falls is this little hole-in-the wall where you find the only tattooed people in South Eastern Idaho. It is awesome! You pick your favorite things to put in stir fry, and you just pile it in your bowl. Make sure to get a lot of sauce. Then, you say, "Here, cook guys, cook!" and they do! They throw it on this big heated thing and move your food around with long sticks of wood descent.


Hole in wall.



Pre-cooked.



"Cook guys, Cook!"



On my birthday, I had to sing for one of my presents. My roommates set up this awesome scavenger hunt in which i had to go around town and find my gifts and sometimes sing for them. Here, i was singing, "We're all in this together" from High School Musical which was hard because i'm not very good at singing 4 parts all at once.



But i finally got my gift! I'm sitting on my bed, the bottom bunk, and if you will note the palm trees in the background on your right, i made an ad for myself for one of my classes. Those palm trees come from Hearst Castle.
Mom sent me all the parts to make Lentil Soup. (It's in that box.) She even sent the carrots and celery which turned out very well considering they were in a box for about a week. It was a great birthday, and the soup was great. Arrgh! (That's pirate talk, ye mateys!)

Karaoke, Texas, and New Chair

Tara's birthday was January 25. It was pretty great. For her birthday gifts, i thought it would be best to set up a scavenger hunt to find them. The gifts were wrapped up fancy in newspaper and i hung this one on a hanger under our roommate's bed. Inside the package: beef jerky.
It was a pretty good gift.

Also for Tara's b-day, we went to Texas Road House Grill, a grill of which i have never seen in California. (It could be there, of course, California is a big state.) Anyway, Tara dared herself to fit an entire delicious roll into her mouth, and she did it! Congratulations, Tara!
Later on we went shopping and Tara bought a karaoke machine, which was her birthday wish, and i found a killer good deal on this chair. I am currently sitting in it and have wondered how i had survived all these years with a little metal folding chair. How did i survive?
I don't know. I just don't know.

Sweet Face

Well, on Tara's birthday, of which i have not mentioned yet on my blog, but will soon, we decided to take pictures of "sweet faces." These pictures were taken on Tara's birthday, so that should explain the crowns, but if you still don't understand the crowns, well..... You simply have not had a really great birthday. I'm sorry.
If you look closely, you will notice my crown has Belle on it. I'm pretty lucky.

I think Tara's Sweet Face is the best. Mine is pretty good. But Jenna.....We aren't sure if she quite grasped the concept. We have tried other facial expressions with her, and they just aren't working. But we won't give up. We are hoping for an "angry face" by the end of the semester.

The First One

It's kinda like a birthday blog. Or, a Birthday Blog. So, happy birthday, blog.