Side Effects

So... I'm taking this medication and ... This is what happens whenever I chance upon a sunbeam. 

Apparently this stuff makes you kind of sensitive to sun exposure. It wasn't always like this, but it's getting worse. I'm turning into a vampire, and not the cool kind that glisten with sweat in the sun, but the ones that collapse into ash, only I explode into hives and then collapse into ash.  

Items to acquire: Long-sleeves for all occasions

Parasol 

Gloves

Anti-itch cream

Vampire-like stare

Moodiness (to go with vampire stare)

Or... new medication. 

oh, Zac ...

Sooo..... I saw this movie. .. And I have a confession. I like Zac Efron.

It's very unexpected for me. I am usually not a pretty boy person, which Zac Efron totally is (and it's not a bad thing, just a form a classification--- I don't want to upset anybody here. No crazy upset 14-year-old girl coming at me with a knife).

Not that I'm going to sport a T-shirt, lunch box, or other paraphernalia (though the occasional small poster may make its way onto my wall), but I do have to say that when I see him my heart gets a little pitter-patter.

MMMmmmm.....Bacon

So I'm in this biology class and for this class we have to read Francis Bacon. Now if you're like me you've heard his name flit around a couple of time, but never knew what it landed on. Well it's this book called The Advancement of Learning. And I'm supposed to write an essay on it that is due tomorrow. Never mind that it's over 200 pages of straight text, and although it's not in iambic pentameter, it is still no easier to read than Mr. Shakespeare. (written in 1605)

Naturally, I have not finished, I haven't even made it half way the book, but I have to come up with something. I tried looking for help but sparknotes doesn't have it, neither does cliffnotes. It is that old and unknown. 

Another thing: Bacon quotes King Solomon all the time. I don't know who his sources were, but they are so frequent and extensive that I think these two guys were homeboys or something. Solomon was apparently quite the philosopher on all things scientific. 

BURN

So... you see this? This is from the time when I burnt my thumb nail. Yes, that is correct. I burnt my thumb nail. 

It happened like this: I was lighting a candle with a match. The candle was a really nice smelling one so naturally, there wasn't much left. While waiting for the wick to catch this thought crossed my brain: Hmmm, My thumb is kinda hot. Quickly followed by: Something smells not like my candle. And then things clicked--or burned rather. 

And can I just say that burnt nail smells like burnt hair x 10, almost as bad as burnt wool-----but let's be honest, nothing can top burnt wool except more burnt wool. If you want to get rid of a pesky boy and a few of your neighbors at the same time, burn some wool. But be aware, you might get rid of yourself while your at it. And you might also get a visit from a vengeful flock of fluffy sheep. I hear they're rather like the Mofia in revenge. The Russian mofia, mind you, not the Italian or Asian. 

AND you all thought I was lying about the Jedi on our Lake Powell trip, but I wasn't. He's right there, on the left, next to the fair, balding, and farmer-tanned man (don't let looks deceive. he is actually very funny). 

 We don't know why Danny is in the water while wearing his long-sleeved clothes. Perhaps it was cold. 

Things I Made

Here is Cole's birthday. The cake I made is on fire in this picture, but don't worry--that's supposed to happen. 

Since Cole is a fan of Star Wars I made him a cake in similitude of a Wookie. I know it looks like a hairy tombstone, but it's 100% homemade, so you are impressed. 

And in a magazine I found a recipe for flour-less chocolate cookies. Naturally I was curious, so I three timesed the recipe. There was no flour, no butter, but a LOT of sugar, some cocoa and a few egg whites, plus chocolate chunks. It ended up tasting somewhat meringue-ish. Very rich, but friendly to celiac people. 

 
A remake? Quite possibly. But the dough goes a lot farther than I was expecting, so it'll be a while before I finish it off. 

Jackson Sleep-Walking

This is Jackson--with his clothes on.

The other night we watched Inkheart for a little family movie night. Jackson, who was most insistent about renting it, fell asleep in the first ten minutes. After the movie was over the rest of us retired to the kitchen for a late night snack while Jackson snoozed on the couch (rather loudly as a matter of fact). A few minutes later Jackson walks by, bleary-eyed, and confused, and also completely naked.

Zak and I looked at each other. Cole went over to the couch and found a pile of discarded kid clothes.

Then Jackson returned, still naked, still confused, with this pinched looked on hi face. He walked around the kitchen's perimeter, then circled the island counter, and walked back into the bedroom. We all just watched him, not impeding or talking---Just watching. After he walked back out my mom followed him and found him in the bathroom--with the lights on-- running into the walls with that pinched look still on his face. Still naked. My mom helped him find the toilet and that seemed to solve his problem.