The Yet-Unnamed Team of Awesome

When you grow up with a group of cousins like the one that I have, there are certain things that are established. Me and my sister Sandy have two cousins from our dad's side of the family, the lovely Crystal and her brother Kris. Together we form an unbelievably dorky-awesome-and excellent team.

All of the things I think up to name things apparently already exist. The Internet is an endlessly frustrating place apparently. I am mildly disappointed now, and must think. Sandy, Crystal, help? We should probably have a team name. Its like when we were kids and made all our clubs.

You see, Sandy and I would go to Crystal's family's house as children often for family things or just for hanging out purposes. Every time we would hang out we would form a club. Mostly because we could never remember the previous week/months club name, and also because we were children and our attention spans were that of a puppy. So our clubs would vary every time we saw each other depending on how we were getting along that week. We would have sailor moon clubs, spice girl clubs, the I hate Kris club, etc, etc. (PS: Sorry Kris, but you were the most annoying kid. We like you now though, more so when you shower:D).

Other than making clubs, we spent a great deal - and by great I mean infinite and excessive- amounts of time playing Nintendo. Kris and Crystal were super fancy and had the N64 almost as soon as it came out. Me and Sandy were pretty excited because that meant we could play Mario Kart! (Also, it meant we got a super Nintendo from a different uncle because he no longer needed it, so double score!) I think I spent more time there then Sandy did because me and Crystal are and were always BFFs and also because anytime we had a big family dinner I would end up at Crystals house for a sleep over and Sandy hated sleep overs.

So when we would all play together it was extra complicated and specific how the playing was to occur. You see, Kris and Crystal only had three controllers. Three controllers, four kids. Luckily we were most of the time smart enough to just take turns. There is the rule to pass the controller along so everyone gets an equal number of turns. The problem with this is then you never have your desired character. I think they eventually got the four controllers, I cannot remember for sure.

I do know that on the days when I would go to Crystals alone, we would be having our glorious sleepover and then the ever present Kris would wander up and begin to play either Mario Kart or Mario Party with us. Which was fine, of course. But the would come lunch time. I am so so sorry to Godfathers Pizza, because we would call them the second they were open and order a pizza. So that seems normal and not unusual. The problem was, we were maximum 10 years old and did not have any real money. So we would scramble around collecting all our dimes, nickels and quarters that we either brought with us or found in Crystals parents rooms and then the poor pizza man would arrive with  our big ol'pizza and our 2L of Coke and be handed a pile of change, being promised it was enough. We always tried to tip too because we knew we would order again. The whole extra 45 cents I am sure ensured no one ever spit in our pizza.

You would think that would have taught us to have more money for pizza ordering, but no it just became like a challenge to see if we could gather enough money to get a pizza. We always felt bad for the poor delivery boy though. I am sure they would always be so disappointed when they answered the phone and heard three squeaky children on the other end. Also, what were we doing alone in a house? Maybe we were older then 10. I guess Kris is two years older then me. Either way, Sorry pizza people! We did love your food!

This is a long a boring way to say, I am hanging out with my yet-unnamed-group-of-awesome this weekend. Assuming that all goes according to plan.

I have no interesting things to discuss today, so suggestions would be nice!



We have capes because we are a team, like the Justice League, or the Avengers. except in the Avengers only Thor has a cape... Whatever. we are still pretty awesome.



The Yet-Unnamed Team of Awesome

When you grow up with a group of cousins like the one that I have, there are certain things that are established. Me and my sister Sandy have two cousins from our dad's side of the family, the lovely Crystal and her brother Kris. Together we form an unbelievably dorky-awesome-and excellent team.

All of the things I think up to name things apparently already exist. The Internet is an endlessly frustrating place apparently. I am mildly disappointed now, and must think. Sandy, Crystal, help? We should probably have a team name. Its like when we were kids and made all our clubs.

You see, Sandy and I would go to Crystal's family's house as children often for family things or just for hanging out purposes. Every time we would hang out we would form a club. Mostly because we could never remember the previous week/months club name, and also because we were children and our attention spans were that of a puppy. So our clubs would vary every time we saw each other depending on how we were getting along that week. We would have sailor moon clubs, spice girl clubs, the I hate Kris club, etc, etc. (PS: Sorry Kris, but you were the most annoying kid. We like you now though, more so when you shower:D).

Other than making clubs, we spent a great deal - and by great I mean infinite and excessive- amounts of time playing Nintendo. Kris and Crystal were super fancy and had the N64 almost as soon as it came out. Me and Sandy were pretty excited because that meant we could play Mario Kart! (Also, it meant we got a super Nintendo from a different uncle because he no longer needed it, so double score!) I think I spent more time there then Sandy did because me and Crystal are and were always BFFs and also because anytime we had a big family dinner I would end up at Crystals house for a sleep over and Sandy hated sleep overs.

So when we would all play together it was extra complicated and specific how the playing was to occur. You see, Kris and Crystal only had three controllers. Three controllers, four kids. Luckily we were most of the time smart enough to just take turns. There is the rule to pass the controller along so everyone gets an equal number of turns. The problem with this is then you never have your desired character. I think they eventually got the four controllers, I cannot remember for sure.

I do know that on the days when I would go to Crystals alone, we would be having our glorious sleepover and then the ever present Kris would wander up and begin to play either Mario Kart or Mario Party with us. Which was fine, of course. But the would come lunch time. I am so so sorry to Godfathers Pizza, because we would call them the second they were open and order a pizza. So that seems normal and not unusual. The problem was, we were maximum 10 years old and did not have any real money. So we would scramble around collecting all our dimes, nickels and quarters that we either brought with us or found in Crystals parents rooms and then the poor pizza man would arrive with  our big ol'pizza and our 2L of Coke and be handed a pile of change, being promised it was enough. We always tried to tip too because we knew we would order again. The whole extra 45 cents I am sure ensured no one ever spit in our pizza.

You would think that would have taught us to have more money for pizza ordering, but no it just became like a challenge to see if we could gather enough money to get a pizza. We always felt bad for the poor delivery boy though. I am sure they would always be so disappointed when they answered the phone and heard three squeaky children on the other end. Also, what were we doing alone in a house? Maybe we were older then 10. I guess Kris is two years older then me. Either way, Sorry pizza people! We did love your food!

This is a long a boring way to say, I am hanging out with my yet-unnamed-group-of-awesome this weekend. Assuming that all goes according to plan.

I have no interesting things to discuss today, so suggestions would be nice!



We have capes because we are a team, like the Justice League, or the Avengers. except in the Avengers only Thor has a cape...
Whatever. we are still pretty awesome.



Brownies, Cookies, and Nerdiness

Good afternoon readers,

I am very sorry that I missed my first day of posting yesterday however I promise it was for a good cause.

When I went away to Nova Scotia, I left my dog Sable with my sister. In return for Sandy taking in my lovely hair-monster, she was to be rewarded with some baked goods. They were originally going to be Costco cookies because those are better then anything I can make as my cooking skills are so lack luster its sad.

However, Sandy discovered something.

Chocolate Chip Cookie Peanut Butter Cup Brownies

Yes, they do look delicious. And so Sandy convinced me that we could bake these together (henceforth relieving my I-will-burn-my-house-down-if-try-to-bake-alone stres) and that not only shall we bake them together, but we will invite the lovely Crystal to come with us as our resident cookie/baking expert. The three of us together can only mean one thing: Binge eating and Nintendo.

So here are some pictures of us baking these treats!

So, needless to say they turned out amazing. However, we made the discovery that with the whole peanut butter cup inside it is apparently a little bit too much. See, I don't like peanut butter. I know that is weird but I don't care I really hate the stuff. So to have some for me to eat and for testing purposes we made half with peanut butter cups and half without. Sandy and Crystal both enjoyed the pieces with peanut butter cups but after tasting the ones without the evil peanut butter they agreed it was less overwhelming and more delicious.

However it is completely to taste because we gave one to my mother and she seemed to love it. I think perhaps a key fact that I observed which could be the reason for her enjoyment of the peanut butter inside was that she took tiny bites compared to Sandy and Crystals. Mom was trying to savour it because she only had one, where Crystal, Sandy and I devoured ours because we had the whole pan in front of us. So maybe because there would be less evil peanut butter at a time it was better? Either way I will be for sure making these again.

The best part is I can totally make them alone. You just need pilsbury cookie dough, and brownie mix. The brownie mix we used was the low fat betty crocker because all it needs is one egg and a third of a cup of water and then you stir. Its actually my very favourite brownie mix even though its "low fat". (However I thin kit may not count if you eat the whole pan but let's not discuss that problem today.)

Any ways, we had an awesome day of baking, chatting, nerding out and nintendo. I think Sandy sometimes forgets how nerdy me and Crystal have become over the years... I don't think anyone can fully handle how nerdy I have become. I get really excited over really strange things and I refuse to tone it down despite the strange looks I get.

I am nerdy and proud!

I do however need to get onto a treadmill ASAP because my nerdy ass is getting large from all these brownie cookies.

(PS- Zantac is an antacid not an antidepressant. although in all honesty either would work in this situation)

Brownies, Cookies, and Nerdiness

Good afternoon readers,

I am very sorry that I missed my first day of posting yesterday however I promise it was for a good cause.

When I went away to Nova Scotia, I left my dog Sable with my sister. In return for Sandy taking in my lovely hair-monster, she was to be rewarded with some baked goods. They were originally going to be Costco cookies because those are better then anything I can make as my cooking skills are so lack luster its sad.

However, Sandy discovered something.

Chocolate Chip Cookie Peanut Butter Cup Brownies

Yes, they do look delicious. And so Sandy convinced me that we could bake these together (henceforth relieving my I-will-burn-my-house-down-if-try-to-bake-alone stres) and that not only shall we bake them together, but we will invite the lovely Crystal to come with us as our resident cookie/baking expert. The three of us together can only mean one thing: Binge eating and Nintendo.

So here are some pictures of us baking these treats!

So, needless to say they turned out amazing. However, we made the discovery that with the whole peanut butter cup inside it is apparently a little bit too much. See, I don't like peanut butter. I know that is weird but I don't care I really hate the stuff. So to have some for me to eat and for testing purposes we made half with peanut butter cups and half without. Sandy and Crystal both enjoyed the pieces with peanut butter cups but after tasting the ones without the evil peanut butter they agreed it was less overwhelming and more delicious.

However it is completely to taste because we gave one to my mother and she seemed to love it. I think perhaps a key fact that I observed which could be the reason for her enjoyment of the peanut butter inside was that she took tiny bites compared to Sandy and Crystals. Mom was trying to savour it because she only had one, where Crystal, Sandy and I devoured ours because we had the whole pan in front of us. So maybe because there would be less evil peanut butter at a time it was better? Either way I will be for sure making these again.

The best part is I can totally make them alone. You just need pilsbury cookie dough, and brownie mix. The brownie mix we used was the low fat betty crocker because all it needs is one egg and a third of a cup of water and then you stir. Its actually my very favourite brownie mix even though its "low fat". (However I thin kit may not count if you eat the whole pan but let's not discuss that problem today.)

Any ways, we had an awesome day of baking, chatting, nerding out and nintendo. I think Sandy sometimes forgets how nerdy me and Crystal have become over the years... I don't think anyone can fully handle how nerdy I have become. I get really excited over really strange things and I refuse to tone it down despite the strange looks I get.

I am nerdy and proud!

I do however need to get onto a treadmill ASAP because my nerdy ass is getting large from all these brownie cookies.

(PS- Zantac is an antacid not an antidepressant. although in all honesty either would work in this situation)