Ingredients:
Lasagna noodles
Italian blend shredded cheese (mix of parmesan, mozzarella, and asiago cheese, we think)
Italian seasoning
Garlic powder
Directions:
Boil some lasagna noodles (however many you want). Drain them, and lay them out flat on a plate. Sprinkle a good amount of the cheese over one half of each noodle. Sprinkle Italian seasoning and garlic powder over the cheese (to taste). Microwave just until cheese is melted. Fold each one over and eat.
It is surprisingly tasty. I suspect that it might be even better if you spread some kind of red sauce over the noodles before you sprinkle the cheese. Christian doesn't think so. Try it yourselves and see how it turns out.
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Christian this week has been trying to pressure Paradise Bakery & Cafe into giving him a job. However, on Saturday he found out that they did not accept his application. So once again, he is on the hunt for jobs. He has an interview tomorrow for an on-campus job as a computer lab assistant, so we are hoping that that will work out. He thinks his experience with OfficeTeam will help him get that job.
I interviewed a while ago for a job in Alpine School District as an aide/shadow (once school starts in the fall) for the autistic child that I currently do therapy for. I got a call back from the lady I interviewed with, confirming that I could have the job on Tuesdays and Thursdays (which is when I asked for, because I scheduled my classes all on MWF). Another of the therapists who works with me is going to do Monday/Wednesday/Fridays as the aide. I have four training days to go to, and then I'm set!
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Christian and I have signed up for Netflix's free trial period (no obligations and no fees if you cancel within 2 weeks). Don't worry, he's tried it before and there are no catches. So we can have 3 movies out at a time, as well as watch any of the thousands of movies they have available online instantly (we've already watched Charade and Wall-E). So I pulled some strings and I convinced Christian that we really needed to get Gilmore Girls Season 7 (discs 1, 2, and 3) for our first 3 movies. We also signed up for disc numbers 4, 5, and 6 to come when we send those back.
I made him watch them with me (don't worry, I'm sure he's secretly loving it, heheh), and I have actually gained tons of insight into the male realm by listening to the comments he makes while we watch. For example, (**SPOILERS!!!**) Lane and Zach (who are bf/gf) are in a band together with 2 other guys, and Zach is the main songwriter. Zach keeps making all these songs with other girls' names in them, and Lane is getting kind of sad that he hasn't written a song with her name in it. So she tells him that (in front of the other band members), and he refuses to write a song with her name in it because he says "It sounds dumb. And what rhymes with Lane?". So, another member of the band (Brian) goes home and starts writing a song called "Lane". He brings it up a few days later, and Lane is ecstatic. Zach, on the other hand, gets furious and won't tell anyone why, and Lane is trying to figure out why he's so upset.
So when we were watching it, I was sitting there trying to figure out exactly why he was mad and concluded in my mind that he must be mad because Brian wrote the song when Zach had said it would be dumb, and now when it didn't sound dumb, Zach looked like an idiot in front of everyone. However, Christian burst out, "Come ON!!! It's so obvious!!! Another guy wrote a song about his girl, THAT's why he's mad!" I must say that that never even occurred to me. (**END SPOILERS!!!**) Apparently guys are very possessive about their girls-- even more than they want to uphold their male egos. I figured the male ego would dominate in that situation, but apparently not. Christian ended up being right, as we found out when the episode progressed. Anyway, I'm learning alot about how a guy's mind works.
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On the bus to and from work, I have learned a valuable life lesson: Never sit in the front of the bus. There are multitudes of creepy (most of whom I am assuming have some kind of social or mental disorder) people who always sit at the front of the bus. I've wondered about why there are so many creepy people who ride the bus, and this are the steps leading to my postulation:
1) People usually only ride buses because either they don't have a car, or they are too poor to afford gas.
2) People who ride buses are poor.
3) Poor people who end up having mentally challenged children cannot afford to pay for any therapy or anything to fix it.
4) Poor people also need their children to work, even if they are mentally challenged, so that they can have enough money coming into the household.
5) Poor mentally challenged people need to have some way to get to work.
6) Poor mentally challenged people have to ride the bus.
Although I still haven't figured out quite why they always sit in the front. But they do. Anyway, there have been quite a few of them. One of them was waiting at the bus stop at night when Christian and I were there, heading over to BYU. When we arrived at the bus stop, a Hispanic guy about 28ish eyed me up and down, leered, and said, "You verrry pretty." I mumbled some sort of reply and avoided eye contact. Then when the bus came and we got on the bus, he came and sat down near us, looked at Christian and said, "You got nice a**. Nice an' round." I don't think Christian said anything. We just avoided eye contact the whole trip. There have since been others, like the 35-year-oldish guy who sat next to me, took off his smelly shoes and socks and shoved his incredibly nasty, calloused, fungus-infested, toenails-haven't-been-clipped-in-years feet in my face and wouldn't stop talking for half an hour about how his shoes were worn out and he had blisters, and he wanted me to tell him why he had blisters because apparently he couldn't connect that fact to the fact that his shoes had holes in the bottom. He wanted me to feel his blisters too. That was awkward. I have resolved to never sit in the front of a bus again.
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Christian played Ultimate Frisbee all yesterday morning with my old roommate, Joy. Christian likes playing ultimate, and when Joy and Alicia came over a few weeks ago she invited him along to play. He didn't really know anyone there, but still had lots of fun. Being out there for two hours running around is good for him and I think he's going to make it part of his routine to play a couple times a week. The only down side to this is that he comes home and the next day ends up being really really sore. Today he's sat around and complained that it hurts too much to do anything. That will pass though as he starts using those muscles again like he used to back in high school marching band.
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We love you all!!!
Brittany and Christian