Even kittens cannot save this dinner group now...

So I'm in this dinner group.... or was. Let's start at the beginning. For those of you who are not familiar with this BYU custom, there are some groups of people that like to get together and alternate cooking dinner for each other on certain nights. The idea is that you get a nice meal every day (well, Monday-Thursday at least) and only have to cook once every two or three weeks, depending on how many people are in your group. Some people would probably never eat fruits and vegetables, or even stray outside the usual college student diet of top ramen and easy mac, if it wasn't for their dinner group. So, as you can see, dinner groups are generally a very good thing. I, myself, have participated in dinner groups for the past few semesters. So anyways, I joined this dinner group this semester, and I can easily say that it is the worst dinner group I've been in. Ever. Here are just a few dinner group laws:

1. If you can't cook on your designated night, trade with someone... Don't just cancel!
2. Make GOOD food. Not cheap stuff that anyone can make themselves... this defeats the purpose of dinner group.
3. Make enough food.

If you haven't guessed by now, almost all of the members have broken one or more of these laws at one time or another. It was making me and Kelly kind of mad... this dinner group just wasn't living up to the standards that we were used to! True, they probably weren't as experienced as were are, but there comes a point when enough is enough. We made good food... most of them made cheap food. We cooked even when we couldn't be there ourselves... they just didn't make food, and they didn't tell anyone! Dinner group finally hit rock bottom after Thanksgiving break. There were a couple days in a row where no one cooked. Finally it was my turn to cook. In a passive agressive way, Kelly and I wanted our discontent with the current dinner group be let known. We had been toying with a devious little idea for a few weeks...

In our pranking days, we discovered a glorious little substance called methylene blue (sorry mom... I had to). You buy it at pet/fish stores. Basically, when you're growing fish eggs, you put a couple of drops of this stuff in the water and it dyes any fungus on the eggs blue, so you can scoop it out before it infects the other eggs. Well, if you eat it, it just happens to dye your kidneys blue. When your kidneys are blue, you pee blue! (Only for a few days). The common way to go about this prank is to put it in brownies. As Kelly and I discovered, you can put a lot more into jello without making it look as suspicious! So I decided to make "ocean jello." The key in successfully distributing methylene blue is to distract your consumers with something else in the food, because meth blue changes the color/texture a little bit. For example, in brownies, it is highly recommended to put homemade chocolate frosting on top. The victims are so engrossed in the delicious-tasting frosting, that they fail to notice that the brownies are slightly darker and bluer than is natural, and leave blue residue on their plate. In the case of my jello, I found a pack of "Sea Creature" Swedish Fish. It was the perfect guise... Even though the jello was a weird, dark, bluish/purpleish color, nobody noticed because they were too preoccupied with the cute little sea creatures embedded in it! And, if they did notice, they just figured I had put blue food coloring in to make it more "ocean-like." So, we meth blued our dinner group, and a few random saps that wandered into the apartment afterwards. It was quite satisfying. And, of course, we ate it ourselves :) Peeing blue can sometimes be the only highlight of one's day.

Today, Thursday, is the first day we have had someone actually cook this week. LAME!!!! Something had to be done. There are four of us in the group who actually care about getting our dinner every night. We now are the dinner group. Everyone else got kicked out. And they are peeing blue. Suckers.

Okay, it wasn't quite that dramatic... but basically we called dinner group off. Afterwards, the four of us decided we still wanted to have a dinner group of sorts until the last week of school. So now the dinner group has been reduced to four.

The End.

My Weekend

I love Christmas time! On Friday I had a PETE (physical education teacher education) Christmas party. PETE is the program I'm in at BYU. It's a cohort, which basically means I have the same 20 people in all of my classes. This is our last semester together in the program, so we thought we would go out with a bang and throw a giant, potluck, Christmas party with slideshow included. We even invited the first year PETE students, just so they could know what they have to live up to!! ...j/k. We invited them because we're nice. Below is a pic of a few of the girls in the program.

So after that I went to the "Jingle Mingle," which is basically a ward Christmas dance, formal attire, of course. It was actually quite fun. My favorite roomie, Kelly, wanted to get her make-up done for the dance, and she wanted me to come along. So, she scheduled us an appointment with the Clinique counter at the mall. Never again. First of all, the lady that was supposed to do our make-up didn't want to do it... and neither did anyone else for that matter. When we got there, she basically said that she got off in twenty mintues and was sick. We were like, "Twenty minutes? That's plenty of time!" But she ignored us and handed Kelly off to the Estee Lauder lady, and told me the other Clinique girl was almost done with the makeover she was currently doing. I probably sat there for almost an hour watching Kelly get her make-up done, when the chick that was supposed to do my make-up finally showed up. She heard she had another makeover to do and disappeared for a while. She asked me what we were getting our make-up done for, and I said "Oh, we have a dance that we're going to." That was mistake #1. "Dance" translates into "Clown." Mistake #2 was when I told her it that was a Christmas dance. I told her my dress was red, and what color of eyeshadow did she pick? Green. GREEN. Red and green?? If you ever get your make-up done, never say you are going to a Christmas dance. The chick that did my make-up was nice, don't get me wrong. But when I looked in the mirror, I think I almost crapped my pants. I was already running late for my PETE Christmas party, which was right before the Jingle Mingle, and I had caked-on green eye make-up with freakishly dark red lips. In all actuality, the eye make-up wouldn't have looked bad if I was just going to the dance, and probably would have looked really good if it wasn't green. However, there was no way I was showing up to the PETE party looking like that! Sorry, I don't have pics. I wiped a lot of it off as soon as I got home. But here's a pic of me and my roommates at the dance:

Here's one more of me:

Saturday was also quite eventful. It snowed!!! It was really exciting, actually. I wasn't even disgruntled about the fact that I had to wake up at 8 o'clock in the morning to go on a field trip to Rock Canyon for my geology class. We were supposed to go look at real life examples of the formations we had learned about in class thus far... but between the blanket of snow and the fog that rolled in and out, we couldn't see a dang thing! It was kind of fun to hike around in the snow, though.... until it got cold. Then I just wanted to go home... screw the anticlines and nonconformities that I can't see! After I got home, me and Kelly went and made baby snowmen outside of our window (which is at ground level). They were really cute, until they started melting. Now they just look scary.

Later that night Kelly and I decided to hit up this thing that BYUSA does every year called Freeze Fest. It's at the Seven Peaks Ice Arena, and they have ice skating, broom hockey, hot cocoa, gingerbread house making, and mistletoe. And of course, our mascot Cosmo the Cougar was running around on the ice rink while everyone was skating. Gotta love Cosmo. Sounds pretty cool, eh? Well, the catch is that it's free if you have you student ID, so it's CROWDED. Once we got through all the lines, we really enjoyed ourselves. There were a lot of old friends there that we ran into, so that was a treat.