Tuesday, September 1, 2009

And Blessed Are the Peacemakers, for They Shall Shout Pure Hilariousness


Scenario: Last FHE before I go back to college (Wednesday...Wednesday...).

Lesson I'm giving is on the Beatitudes, mainly, being a peacemaker.

Mom tells the story of when I got my baby blessing and how dad blessed me that I would be a peacemaker. Then she asks the chilluns to guess which member of the family it is.

Caleb: "Ooh ooh I know! It's ME isn't it?"
Mom: "Nooo.."
Ellie: "ME!"
(everyone laughs, understandably)
Cal: "Dad!"
Mom: "No."
Cal: "Isaac!"
Mom: "No."
Cal: "You?"
Mom: "Noo!"
Cal: "McKenzie!!"
Mom: "YES!"
Cal, getting a little excited/exasperated/worked up/climbing up onto the arm of the couch (check thesaurus for more adjectives):
"That's because she's so uh...she's so...uh-uh-uh....Book of Mormon-like-ish! She's so Jesus-like-ish!!!"

I will take this with me for the next three months, Caleb. And if I'm ever having a bad day, I'll remember that...

Friday, August 21, 2009

Comida=Mi Amiga

So this week I started this diet/medicinal stuff which helps reset my metabolism, among other things. The other things, er...should I say side-effects of this new medicine, are mainly:
  • Me, watching the Food Network constantly.
  • Me, collecting recipes from the Food Network's website. I'll be channeling Bobby Flay and Rachael Ray by the time this 3 weeks is up (oh yeah, and I didn't know that was going to rhyme).
  • Me, finding all kinds of amazing "foodie" blogs, as they are called, and copying those recipes into a huge recipe book which I believe will weigh more than our entire family combined when I'm done. Food is endless!
  • Me, staring longingly at the string cheese in the fridge and the bowl of half-eaten cereal that Ellie leaves in the morning. I used to look at that bowl in disgust. I mean, come on, soggy/crunchy Life is good, but not completely sogg-ified. Now I would slurp that up right through a straw if I could.
  • Me, having a much greater appreciation for what I'm eating now and realizing that I just want to eat the really good stuff. None of that processed high-fructose syrupy sloppy corn-soybean-wheat-based balfjldksajfa;sjflsa;jfsla;. Ya feel me? Love your food! Your food will love you back.
  • Me, having to learn to sleep on my stomach because it "gribbles" at night and I can't sleep. Yes, that's for REAL! Metabolism resetting is a big deal. Just look at how big the words are! "Metabolism" and "resetting."
  • Me, feeling like I'm being "reset" like an alarm clock but my stomach rebelling against me. "No, McKenz. You aren't an alarm clock! You loathe alarm clocks! You throw alarm clocks against the nearest hard surface!" And yet, I am tick-tocking through this all the way up until the end of September.
  • Me, feeling obligated (and lovingly so) to share these amazing websites I have found. I'll throw in a recipe just to tempt you. And I know you'll want to instantly make it because you're feeling hungry right now after reading this blog. And you know that you, in fact, can eat whatever the heck you want. Sidenote: when I start rolling in the dough (ouch, it hurt to type that word), I'm going to donate a bunch of my cash to starving people. I have empathy for them now! P.S. this post was not meant to be a vent/complaining wah-wah-wah mush of words. Just to entertain, as always. Or inspire. Or both! So check out this recipe and get coookin'! (Another P.S.: I saw this made on Food Network, and it looked so stinking amazing my stomach actually rumbled out a tune! I think it might've been the Rocky theme song, but I can't be sure...)
Cheddar Dill Scones (from the Barefoot Contessa)
4 cups plus 1 tablespoon all-purpose flour, divided
2 tablespoons baking powder
2 teaspoons salt
3/4 pound cold unsalted butter, diced
4 extra-large eggs, beaten lightly
1 cup cold heavy cream
1/2 pound extra-sharp yellow Cheddar, small-diced
1 cup minced fresh dill
1 egg beaten with 1 tablespoon water or milk, for egg wash
Preheat the oven to 400 degrees F.
Combine 4 cups of flour, the baking powder, and salt in the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with a paddle attachment. Add the butter and mix on low speed until the butter is in pea-sized pieces. Mix the eggs and heavy cream and quickly add them to the flour-and-butter mixture. Combine until just blended. Toss together the Cheddar, dill, and 1 tablespoon of flour and add them to the dough. Mix until they are almost incorporated.
Dump the dough onto a well-floured surface and knead it for 1 minute, until the Cheddar and dill are well distributed. Roll the dough 3/4-inch thick. Cut into 4-inch squares and then in half diagonally to make triangles. Brush the tops with egg wash. Bake on a baking sheet lined with parchment paper for 20 to 25 minutes, until the outside is crusty and the inside is fully baked.

Oh yeah...for those of you who have never watched Food Network because you're afraid it'll make you wanna cook...I'd say just switch on the telly and let your mind do the molding. You'll start to get tricky with your food. And by the way, I enjoy watching the shows like "Paula's Home Cooking" and "Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives," but that doesn't necessarily mean you should make those foods all the time. Just a tip. A drippy onion burger or deep-fried doughnuts sound good, don't they? But your body is screaming NOOOOO! I don't mean to sound like a health nut (guilty as charged), but I'm just sayin'...there is such a thing as healthy+tasty. And to prove it to you, I have included these awesome websites! Oh yeah..the recipe above...it's not exactly healthy. But moderation is key. I feel like a walking contradiction here.

WESBITES...that you should really check out. I mean REALLY.
http://cheaphealthygood.blogspot.com/2004/02/master-recipe-list.html (personally, I'm ADDICTED to this one! And she also breaks down how much each food item is per serving, and guess what? They're usually mega cheap! Woo hoo!)
http://blog.healthyeats.com/
http://everybodylikessandwiches.blogspot.com/
http://www.nutritiondata.com/ (this website is sooo cool because it tells you not only the nutrition facts of just about ANY food you can think of, but the glycemic index, the vitamins, minerals, if it will help you lose/gain weight, and how healthy the food actually is)
http://www.foodnetwork.com/ (if you can't find time to watch TV, just check out the website. It does the job equally well. It's just cool to watch the food be made, and then of course see the chefs "ooh" and "ahh" over it, as they always do. Not very biased, are they?)

Now go, my fellow bloggers. And don't think that I'm going to start a "foodie" blog and forget all about this one! At least, not yet. :)

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

WHAT?!

I just don't know.

Friday, August 14, 2009

Back in Bidnez

Hullo, my name is McKenzie.

I am nineteen going on twenty (you wouldn't know it if you stood next to me in your high shoes).

Right now I'm speaking Spanish in my head.

My 4-year-old sister just asked me "Are you sure and are you steady?" I'm feeling older all of a sudden.

Books I'm diggin right now: Mastering Your Metabolism, The Infinite Atonement, the Miracle of Forgiveness, and Junie B. Jones

Song you should download (for free on iTunes, ya!): Wonderful by Gary Go

Video I'm eyeballin:

Website I'm surfin: the most awkward/hilarious thing you may ever see (p.s. I would suggest looking at ALL of the archives for the complete lose-your-composure experience)

Photo I'm in awe of (courtesy National Geographic):















St. Mary's Lake, Minnesota

I just thought I'd introduce myself. You see, I haven't been here for awhile.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Summer of Temples

As I was walking through the Oquirrh Mountain Temple Open House on Saturday, I had a thought, which I am starting to think wasn't my own. So here's the plan: next summer when I get done with another semester at BYU-Idaho, I am going to go on a little road trip. So far, it's just me going, but I think I'll get some more friends to come along. We'll start in St. George and end in Logan, visiting each temple as we go. There are 13 temples in Utah and 11 that are sort of lined up next to each other. The only two I won't be visiting are Vernal and Monticello. I can tell this is going to be a good summer vacation...11 temples in 14 days! And since they are so dang beauteous, here's some collages of where I will be spending my summer, all in order of when I will be visiting them (click on the pics to make them bigger):

Monday, July 20, 2009

Let's play a game...

Using only song names from ONE ARTIST, cleverly answer these questions. No repeating song titles.

Pick Your Artist: Imogen Heap

Are you male or female: Angry Angel

Describe yourself: Candlelight

How do you feel about yourself: Just For Now

Describe your current boy/girl relation situation: Have You Got it In You?

Describe where you currently live: Not Now, But Soon

If you could go anywhere you wanted to go: Sleep

Your favorite form of transportation: The Walk

Favorite time of day: Goodnight and Go

If your life were a TV show, what would it be called: Shine

What is life to you: Sweet Religion

What is the best advice you have to give: Breathe In

How I would like to die: Loose Ends

I TAG: Mom, Dad, Chelsea

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

The Reason Everyone Cried in Class Today...


"Well, my dear sisters [and brothers], the gospel is the good news that can free us from guilt. We know that Jesus experienced the totality of mortal existence in Gethsemane. It's our faith that he experienced everything- absolutely everything. Sometimes we don't think through the implications of that belief. We talk in great generalities about the sins of all humankind, about the suffering of the entire human family. But we don't experience pain in generalities. We experience it individually. That means he knows what it felt like when your mother died of cancer- how it was for your mother, how it still is for you. He knows what it felt like to lose the student body election. He knows that moment when the brakes locked and the car started to skid. He experienced the slave ship sailing from Ghana toward Virginia. He experienced the gas chambers at Dachau. He experienced Napalm in Vietnam. He knows about drug addiction and alcoholism.
Let me go further. There is nothing you have experienced as a woman that he does not also know and recognize. On a profound level, he understands the hunger to hold your baby that sustains you through pregnancy. He understands both the physical pain of giving birth and the immense joy. He knows about PMS and cramps and menopause. He understands about rape and infertility and abortion. His last recorded words to his disciples were, "And, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world." (Matthew 28:20) He understands your mother-pain when your five-year-old leaves for kindergarten, when a bully picks on your fifth-grader, when your daughter calls to say that the new baby has Down syndrome. He knows your mother-rage when a trusted babysitter sexually abuses your two-year-old, when someone gives your thirteen-year-old drugs, when someone seduces your seventeen-year-old. He knows the pain you live with when you come home to a quiet apartment where the only children are visitors, when you hear that your former husband and his new wife were sealed in the temple last week, when your fiftieth wedding anniversary rolls around and your husband has been dead for two years. He knows all that. He's been there. He's been lower than all that. He's not waiting for us to be perfect. Perfect people don't need a Savior. He came to save his people in their imperfections. He is the Lord of the living, and the living make mistakes. He's not embarrassed by us, angry at us, or shocked. He wants us in our brokenness, in our unhappiness, in our guilt and our grief.
You know that people who live above a certain latitude and experience very long winter nights can become depressed and even suicidal, because something in our bodies requires whole spectrum light for a certain number of hours a day. Our spiritual requirement for light is just as desperate and as deep as our physical need for light. Jesus is the light of the world. We know that this world is a dark place sometimes, but we need not walk in darkness. The people who sit in darkness have seen a great light, and the people who walk in darkness can have a bright companion. We need him, and He is ready to come to us, if we'll open the door and let him."

(Chieko N. Okazaki, Lighten Up, Preface, p. 174)