Thursday, August 30, 2012

Frugaling -- Pasta Sauce

Dear Mom and Dad,

You two make THE BEST pasta sauce that has ever touched my lips in my entire life. With its perfect blend of tomatoes, spices and meat chunks, your sauce graces the pasta's presence inspiring the noodles to literally THANK you for bringing them together.

Heavenly. Mind-blowing. Fabulous.

Please keep this in mind as you read the rest of this post.

Love you,


Dear friends and stalkers,

The 11 of you have the quaint privilege of hearing all about how I save money and avoid ingesting moldy or otherwise sketchy food.

I believe we have all come to that dilemma. Where you groggily get up in the morning, creakily zombie to the cabinet, pour yourself a bowl of Wheaties, then open the fridge to get the milk.

"Hm. I wonder when that expired..."

You check the date... and it was four days ago.

"It'll be fine. What difference does FOUR DAYS make anyway?"

and you sniff.

and you regret that poor decision.

and you're left feeling bad. Bad because you couldn't even use up half of a half gallon of milk, you wasted the rest, and now you don't have any milk to pour on the bowl of cereal you already put in a bowl.

As much faith as you have in yourself...
there's NO WAY that cereal's gonna go back into the box without a fight.

Unfortunately, despite me already leading you on about potentially solving our milk problems...

This story is about pasta sauce.

Yup. We all do it sometimes. We all buy the jar o' pasta sauce because we're too lazy to develop the kind of love for all things good and tasty to make it ourselves.

Guilty. Moving on.

Maybe its just me, but when I buy a jar of Ragu, I have every intention of using up the whole thing before it goes sketchy. I'd love to get my $2 worth. I'd love to have somewhat fresh pasta sauce everytime I wanted it, and I'd love nothing more than to be not wasteful!


I have a serious problem when it comes to food that has spent too much time in the fridge. If I can open the jar, see the crusty pasta sauce around the lip, and peek in on some weird white spots forming on the surface of my tomato-y alleged goodness....
I cannot eat it.
appetite gone.

Taylor won't mind scraping off the mysterious "probably nothing" white spots,
but OH NO, not me.

I'd rather take my spaghetti with butter and cheese than risk some sort of pastacide.

With the purchase of our last jar
I developed a game plan.

We left it unopened in the cabinet until the day of our spaghetti dinner.

I opened the jar, we poured it on our dinner, ate delicious day 1 ragu and had such a lovely time.


after dinner

I poured the remaining pasta, in 1 cup increments, into ziplock freezer baggies.

I squeezed out all the extra air, and sealed them tight. I tenderly laid them on a flat spot in the freezer. One on top of the other.

and there they froze.

There was nothing growing in there, nothing getting freaky in my fridge,
and everything was right in the world.

I'll do ya one better.

2 weeks later, when we wanted spaghetti (or mozzarella sticks) I opened my freezer,

took out a conveniently sized bag with just enough sauce for the two of us and began the defrostation.

Something else you need to know about me

is that

I have an incredibly irrational fear of microwaves.
Yep. They've been around for 50 years!! What on earth could be wrong with them! They are magic boxes that effortlessly heat up my food in minutes! MINUTES!!

Freaky. I believe that microwaves zap out lots of important vitamins and nutrients in your food. I believe that microwaving food in plastic containers, or involving saran wrap or tupperware in any way leaches toxins right into your food, inviting cancer to make a lovely stay in your cells slowly killing you and your family.

Do I still use it sometimes? Yeah. I'm not perfect,
and I'm also not crazy.

But I absolutely will not microwave tupperware, styrofoam, plastic bags, or plastic wrap.

Here's how I do.
Step 1: Pull your bag of pasta sauce out of the freezer. Model with it like a boss.
 Step 2: Admire how brilliant you are for freezing it in such a uniform, flat piece. First of all, it fits so graciously in your freezer. Second of all, it makes defrosting A BREEZE.
 Step 3: Yes, its so thin you could watch sunsets through it, take it longboarding, or even smuggle the thing through airport security. You are so cool.
 Step 4: Let it rest on the counter for a minute while you find a tray or plate of sorts to set it on in the sink. (also clean out your sink. Or just put all the dirty dishes into the other side while you do this.) (or don't. I'm not your mom.)
 Step 5: Tenderly lay your frozen sheet of pasta sauce into your shallow tray or plate and begin pouring pretty hot water all over it. (You don't want it to be face-meltingly hot, just hot enough that it starts to thaw the beast.)
 Step 6: If you also have a rack of sorts, you can use it to submerge the frozen floater. (y'know, so you can walk away and do stuff for the 5 or so minutes this takes)
Step 7: Voila! Congratulate yourself on being such a freakin' genuis. You earned it.

See you kids next week
Ways to be Smart and Stuff!!

Goodnight then!

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Cupcakes for Two

I baked something delicious tonight.

Unfortunately it wasn't for dinner. Dinner was last night's leftover salsa chicken mush.

I found this recipe back when Taylor and I were living with Grandpa. For the nights when we didn't feel like eating dried apricots and prunes (y'know, to keep us regular)

I present to you,

Cupcakes for Two <3

1 egg white
2 Tbsp sugar
2 Tbsp melted butter
1 tsp vanilla
1/4 cup flour
1 and 1/4 tsp baking powder
a pinch of salt
1 and 1/2 Tbsp milk

Preheat oven to 350 degrees. And if you're like me, your oven is smaller than a microwave and you save a little on your energy bill :)

Line two slots on muffin pan with liners

TIP: I also add a Tbsp of water to each of the empty holes. That way, when the oven heats up just so nice and good, the water evaporates adding extra love and moisture to your cupcakes. You're welcome.

1. Whisk together egg white and sugar.
2. Add vanilla and melted butter. Stir til mixed.
3. Add flour, baking powder, and salt. Stir til smooth.
4. Add milk.
5. Pour batter equally between both muffin liners.
6. Bake for 10 minutes or until a toothpick inserted (or giant fork) comes out clean.
7. Let cool, frost. Or don't. Some like it hot and are too lazy to frost.

This is when I gently stabbed it with a fork.. and it exploded.
 Water in the empty cups for moisture!!
 Deliciously perfect in every way. Yes. Taylor said it was ugly and why on earth does it have that ghastly crater in the center?! Because, dear. I have to have ONE flaw. It tasted perfect. I promise.
Some people also like it with frosting!!
Goodnight then!!

Saturday, August 25, 2012

H&H Q&A number FIVE

Just wanted to roll outta bed and say
Good morning to the eight second-most adorable stalkers I know.
(that's right you, you, you, you, you, you, you and you!)

Good news, friends.
After much begging, arm-twisting and hair-pulling (not like that)
Mrs. Grow over at Love The Grows has finally allowed me to help with this Sunday's Q&A post!!

Uh huh. I wrote half of these. Don't try to guess. B and I are just so fabulously identical it would be impossible to decipher between us.

Anyway. The moment you've all been waiting for.
Please keep all arms and legs inside the vehicle, wait 20 minutes before getting into the lazy river, and if you don't have a good enough answer

marks, g'set go.

What is something weird your spouse does while asleep?
His: "Sometimes you say weird things.. about corn."
Her: The twitching.

Which of the 7 deadly sins are you? (angergreedslothpridelustenvy, and gluttony)
His: "Anger. And is typing your instead of you're one of the deadly sins? Because I think it should be."
Her: Pride. Hardcore.

What was your favorite hiding place as a kid?
His: "I didn't really do much hiding.. My dog is buried in the backyard.. does that count?"
Her: As far as hide and seek went, I'd be the kid who hid in a really good spot where I could watch the "it person" look for me and then leave the room. Afterwhich I'd slip into a different hiding spot. One they'd already checked. Usually everyone would get sick of playing before I was found. I was kind of a bad-ask.

What music artist do you love that your other half hates listening to?
His: "We always just listen to her music... so I don't get to have a say."
Her: Uh, you mean all of it? I think he hates The Avett Brothers the most.

What has your other half recently done that made you love them more?
His: "You got the tires changed."
Her: He took me to go get boba :)
What is your favorite hole-in-the-wall place to eat? (or favorite restaurant in general)
His: "Curry in a Hurry or Lollicup (pictured above)"
Her: Agreed. And Bruges. Best belgian waffle I will ever have the pleasure of tasting.

What do you admire most about your significant other?
His: "pass."
Her: I admire his never-ending kindness. And even if he is having a hard day, he reminds me that I'm the only person he actually likes. So that feels pretty good.

Ideally where would you like to be 5 years from now?
His: "Graduated. Full-time job. Own a house. Maybe a kid"
Her: Graduated. Shooting weddings and portraits. Living in our first house. With our first baby (and maybe another on the way!) And a cat. Or two.

Who wears the pants?
His: "Me."
Her: Him. I'm not even wearing pants right now.

What is your favorite/go-to YouTube video? (embed for all of us to watch!)


Remember guys to link up here so we can read about how cute and funny you are :) Leave suggestions for questions in my comments.
(not like that)

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Silly Rabbit

Bethany finally convinced ol' Josh to cave on a rabbit.
I had a few inquiries.

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

I'd trade my kidney for a voice like yours

I find this video to be incredibly inspiring.

These girls, at 12, and 8 have such beautiful little voices. I know its already too late for me to be that particularly musically talented, but I have hope that maybe someday I'll have a couple beautiful daughters who can carry that torch for me.

Ah, refreshing, right??

Yes. Well, here's another little entourage of freakishly talented kids.

(Maybe you've seen this one before? It has 82 million views.. lol)

I'm even going to venture a guess that maybe english isn't even her first language. Not to add to the impressiveness or anything.

And this last one.. This last one I discovered when I was dating Nick back in Sophomore year. We had gone to Jesus camp with Paula and their Methodist church. The last night there we had a huge dance and Nick and I danced to the song "I'll Be" by Edwin Mccain. (y'know, "I'llllll beeee, your cryinggg shoulderrrrrr") Anyway. I became completely obsessed with that song. So in my Computer Tech class (a class I had with Amanda from We and Serendipity) I would plug my headphones into my computer and listen to youtube videos of that song. The original, the cover... all of it.

This particular cover easily became my favorite. It was done by some bald, Justin kid I had never heard of. Youthquest took place early March of 2008. So just shortly after that is when I discovered this particular video.

Yes. Justin Bieber. I copied this sentence straight from Wikipedia.

"Bieber's first single, "One Time", was released to radio while Bieber was still recording his debut album.[30] The song reached number 12 on the Canadian Hot 100 during its first week of release in July 2009,[11] and later peaked at number 17 on the Billboard Hot 100. During fall 2009 it had success in international markets.[31] The song was certified Platinum in Canada and the US and Gold in Australia and New Zealand."

That's right ALL YOU 14 YEAR OLD BELIEBERS. I listened to Justin Bieber before he was cool.

That is all.


Sunday, August 19, 2012

Excitement and H&H Q&A 4


I got the liebster award! Cute face Rayo (Sorry Rachel, you'll always be Rayo to me) over at Sincerely Peachy has given me this quite prestigious award and I thought I would share it with all eight of you.

(there will be more on this. I prepared a whole relief society lesson last night, I really can't spend another night being creative or whatever. You will have to wait to hear my answers. And you will like them. I promise.)

Some news updates:

Yours truly was called to be the Primary President in the sixteenth branch of the Salt Lake Central stake.

Yes. I live in the heart of Downtown, and I serve in a branch.

Did I mention my primary consists of two children? Maxime and Devyn.

I plan on being that primary president that comes to class with pockets full of gummy worms for good, spiritual answers and children who keep their pockets on their chairs.

Bring it.

Uh, yesterday I cooked some crockpot chicken... and we have had it for almost every meal since. We are little pigs and put those crunchy chow mein noodles on top. Its like Hawaiian haystacks for fat kids. Things are like dehydrated french fries.

And, I'm terribly obsessed with Gossip Girl. The trashiest show on Netflix. We all have our struggles.

That's basically it for last week. Aside from two weddings, a baby birthday and some bridals.

I'm a busy busy bee people.

Moving on.

Its question time.

Before I start I'd like to give a little shout-out to my beautiful cousin Kati who was saddened by the absence of my Sunday quiz post last week.

Kate, I hope this one makes up for it.

Loveyouall, I'll be here all week.

(except, school starts Thursday, so technically I will only be here til Thursday. Then I'll drop off the face of the earth and be too busy to entertain you on my indie baby blog over hurr.)

Quiz time.
Shall we jam?
Enjoy a little tunage while you read

Your house is on fire. What five items do you grab before you leave?
His: "My computer, my backpack, probably my TV, and I'd probably tell the insurance company the TV was burned in the fire so I could get another one. Just kidding. My wallet. It would be such a pain in the butt to have to have all my cards redone and my license. Eff. That would be such a pain. Probably my cell phone."
Her: My computer, my cat*, my phone, my camera, and help Taylor with whatever expensive electronics he's trying to preserve from the wreckage. Pretty sure we'd look like we just robbed the place.
*The one I don't own yet, but is implied.

If you could be/had to be the main character of any movie, who would you be?
His: "I would be the dude from Taken. He's pretty hardcore." (played by Liam Neeson)
Her: Marty McFly.

What physical feature do you love most about yourself?
His: "My three chins."
Her: I have a really sassy birthmark on my face that I love! Also my elbows are pretty nice.

Tell us why your name is your name. And if you don't have (or know) an answer, make one up.
His: "Because my parents didn't realize that Taylor Park rhymes with trailer park."
Her: Because my grandma wouldn't let my parents name me Kaylie. Tabitha is Biblical and it means Gazelle. Frankly it couldn't be more fitting.

What is the greatest place you've ever traveled to?
His: "San Fran or Hawaii."
Her: San Francisco! I love that city.

Are you a morning person or a night person?
His: "Night"
Her: Definitely a night person.

Who is someone you wish you were closer to?
His: "Physically or Emotionally? Physically, Halle Berry."
Her: Robert Downey Jr.

What quality do you have that you hope your kids inherit?
His: "The ability to not be an idiot for long periods of time"
Her: Practicality. I hope they aren't wasteful but are frugal with their money and gas and stuff.

What's your favorite memory with your childhood best friend?
His: "pass."
Her: Is 17 years old considered childhood? Paul and I dressed up like dudes and went to Macey's to go get Kong Cones. Paul dropped some money on the ground and a lady was like, "Sir! Sir, you dropped some money!" Nailed it.

If you had to move out of the country where would you move to? 
His: "Probably England. Or Sweden. Or the Netherlands or Denmark or Germany"
Her: Canada. That place could use some help.

His&Her Q&A

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Like Ever


I am obsessed with this song.
Heard it for the first time yesterday.



So I like Victoria's Secret on facebook.

I think it is interesting to see their campaigns and behind the scenes photos.

One thing though that drives me crazy

is the trolls.

Every single picture is either

"ew. wat happend to her stomache? thats toally gross"
"She's way too skinny. Feed those models!!"
"I can see her rib cage! not sexy."

And it just gets so tiring.
Do these people really have nothing more to do than complain about how thin or oddly posed these models are?

My favorite is,
"Real women don't look like that."

Right. Exactly. That's why most women (if not all REAL women) aren't Victoria's Secret models.

Are you upset that you aren't a Victoria's Secret model? does that literally bother you?

I know there's no way in this life I'll be up there modeling for them. I'
m 5'3!
I want a family. I want a house and a yard and oreo cookies.

I don't want to strut around in little lacy things and have my skin and hair airbrushed and worked on for hours.

I have other things to do. My own passions.

That's why I appreciate what this girl said in a comment this morning:

"Critical words from the jealous types. She (like everyone else in the world) is doing the best she can with what she has been given. I like to think she is doing the thing that she enjoys the most. If you have nothing nice to say about someone who is pursuing their passion, do some positive self-reflection and learn to pursue yours. Life is too short and too full of hate to compare your life to others. EVERYONE is beautiful inside AND out. Work it girl, you're BEAUTIFUL!"

Amen, random chick. Amen!

I have noticed that sometimes I get a little hateful. Sometimes I get a little jealous and I compare myself to my friends and complete strangers on pinterest.

It all boils down to what she said.

"Life is too short and too full of hate to compare yourself to others."

That is something that I struggle with that I will be working on improving.

I know if I don't work on it, it is something that will tear me apart.


Also? If you were to tell me, 3 years ago, that I would be eating sushi and going to yoga on the same night,

I'd say,"Who are you, and what've you done with the real Tab?!"

Tuesday, August 7, 2012


So my friend Ariel teaches yoga at this yoga place.
(a place where you do yoga and stuff)

and my mom and I have decided to go together.
We were a little nervous since we're both yoga newbies

The extent of our yoga knowledge is this:
He looks nice. I'm thinking he's a serious athlete seeing as he can smile and plank at the same time.
Bravo floral carpet guy, bravo.

Here's our conversation about yoga mats.

Moral of the story? I love my freakin' mom.
I'm confident that
after tonight
we're gonna be
and PS:
This is the song that got me through my run this morning.

I don't regret a thing.
Later then!

Monday, August 6, 2012

Just Curious

Are you salivating?
Cause I know I am.



Just a little mini expirement.
I'm constantly amazed at the impact that photographs can have on us.
Goodnight then!

Sunday, August 5, 2012

H&H Q&A 3

His&Her Q&A

His and Her Q & A. Here it goes again people. Buckle up!

What would you be happy doing for hours on end?

His: "Games"
Mine: Petting cats or bumming on the beach.

What is one thing you always disagree on as a couple?
His: "Cats. Calling vs. texting."
Mine: Cats, naps, the shower temperature, and breakfast for dinner.

What is one thing you always agree on?
His: "Gardettos, brownies, and otter pops"
Mine: He likes the brown crunchy things and the sesame sticks, I like the pretzels and the buttery sticks. He likes the gooey middle, I like the crusts. He likes lime, I like blue! We're completely compatible. We also always agree on Texas Roadhouse"

What is your favorite olympic event?
His: "We don't really watch the olympics"
Mine: What's Olympics?

If you had the money to buy your significant other any one thing right now what would you buy them?
His: "A house! Or an island"
Mine: a Subaru WRX. Or a Beamer. Probably a black one. and it would just be so nice and go so fast. Or 3 really nice monitors.

Would you rather be blind or deaf?
His: "I'd rather be deaf"
Mine: Deaf. I think learning sign language would be sweet!

What is one thing you admire about your mother (or mother figure)
His: "She didn't kill me after 22 years? idk.."
Mine: My mom is my best friend. I admire how she isn't afraid of technology and is quick to embrace new music styles and things. I also admire her hard work towards running her 5ks and losing all that weight!

What food do you HATE?
His: "Ah, I don't hate that many things.. Brussel sprouts are kinda gross. Or Tobiko"
Mine: Carrots. With peas coming in at a close second.

Who is your favorite superhero?
His: "Batman"
Mine: Robert Downey Jr.

What value or principle, if any, are you a true advocate for?
His: "Fairness and honesty"
Mine: Efficiency.

It's over! You know the drill.
Copy all the stuff. Put the little picture up.
Link the post back to Bethany's or Amanda's blog
and read everyone else's answers!

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Italian Immigrant Diner

Today Taylor and I crashed date night with my parents.
Technically it wasn't crashing because we were invited...
you get it.

They told us to meet them at Buca Di Beppo.
They beat us there and were already sitting at a table waiting when we walked in.

The hostess asked,
"Table for two?"

and I said,
"No, we're meeting my parents?"

and she said,
"Oh, Troy party of 4?"

and I said,
"That's the one!"

and she instructed the other hostess to take us to our table.

she asked us if we'd ever been there before

we said no

We turned the corner and came to a table with a couple sitting at it, she said,
"Here you are!"
and gestured with her arm.

I stood there and said,
"Um. I don't know these people."

and she said,
"Oh! Wow, I'm so sorry, right this way..."

and I said,

and sat down with my parents.