Nov 17
It’s a baby blanket. Not for me, of course. Some friends of ours recently had a baby, and I wanted to give them something. A little girl can never have too many blankies, right?
I don’t consider myself a particularly crafty person…so when I make something like this, it’s a great triumph for me.
So here it is, in its full artistic splendor.
Nov 16
Kinda sounds like an oxymoron, right?
The only nightlife I ever knew in Provo was the awkward-date-at-the-creamery nightlife…or the cramming-for-finals-at-the-library nightlife. Now that was a rockin’ time.
But this weekend, Brady and I discovered a semi-swanky jewel in this sleepy little college town. It’s called Spark Restaurant Lounge.
Saturday night we went to a BYU Singers/Concert Choir Performance (which was fantastic…I highly recommend them.) The concert was sponsored in part by Spark, and we got a free $15 gift card at the event. When the performance was over, Brady and I decided to take advantage of that gift card and finish off our night with some drinks and dessert.
When we walked in the door, I immediately felt like this kind of place didn’t belong in historic, traditional downtown Provo. The design was sleek and modern, the lighting was low, and instead of being overcrowded with tables and chairs, there were couches and benches in most areas, and plenty of space to move around in. There was a small stage area where a local musician was setting up for a live performance. Off to the left was the bar. Of course, being in Provo, it was completely non-alcoholic (otherwise I doubt they’d get much business…from the locals, anyway.)
The menu was creative. There were a few appetizers, entrees, and desserts, but the main focus was on their beverages, which I have to say were a pleasant surprise. Unfortunately I failed to take a picture of our fabulous drinks…but they were very well-presented. Brady ordered a Double-berry Martini (blackberry and raspberry juice) that came served in a martini glass, complete with “salted” (actually it was sugared) edge and a toothpick with berries instead of an olive. Clever. And did I mention it was fantastic? I had a Mango Mojito (mango and lime juice with a hint of mint) served in a tall, thin glass with mint leaves and plenty of ice.
We also had a banana strudel, with mango ice cream. Delicious.
Afterward we lounged on an ottoman to listen to the live music. Also a great 
performance. Her name is Olivia Maude Lee, I think. Look her up if you can.
Overall, a very non-Provo experience. The menu is a bit pricey (Brady and I paid about $17 plus tip for two drinks and a dessert) but it’s worth it for a unique and classy experience. It reminded me of restaurants and bars I visited while I was in London…minus the alcohol and the creepy guys trying to buy you a vodka shot to go with your Sprite (and no, I never drank alcohol while I was there.) It’s definitely a place I’d take friends to from out of town, to show them a fun time that’s not too noisy or hyped.
Check it out on University Avenue.
Nov 11
It sounds epic, I know.
And it all happened in less than 90 seconds.
Brady and I like Costco muffins (but then, who doesn’t?). We also like to package them individually and freeze them so they’re easily accessible and stay fresh longer.
But packaging a dozen oversized Costco muffins in individual zip-loc bags can be tedious. Unless you get creative.
This weekend, Brady challenged me to a game of speed-bagging muffins. The person who could bag six muffins the fastest, wins. Not one to shy away from a good competition, I accepted, fully knowing that I had a better strategy.
We set out our zip-loc bags and prepared our muffins for packaging.
And then we started the timer.
I pulled out with an early lead, because I deliberately kept my fingers off the sticky muffin tops so as not to make my fingers slippery when I zipped the bags shut. As Brady complained about his fingers getting slimed with blueberries…I gained a one-muffin lead.
I stayed ahead for almost the whole time, until I grabbed my last muffin. Brady started shoving me and pushing the muffin away from my bag, as he worked to secure his final muffin. When I was finally able to break free of the harrassment, I tried desperately to zip my bag shut.
But alas, Brady claimed the victory. With only milliseconds to spare.
Next time we do this…there’s going to be a No-Interference rule.
Nov 1
Brady & Kellie decided to start a family blog today after discussing it for a few months. We want our family and friends to be able to keep up with what we are up to and see our pictures.