I've Succombed . . .

I made jello yesterday. Green jello. Oh, the horror, the horror!!

In my defense, the jello was a bridal shower gift, otherwise there never would have even been any in the house. Luke and I both prefer snow cones or cookies or pudding when we want a treat. And at least there aren't any shredded carrots in there. Because we don't have any . . . but mostly because that has always sounded nasty to me. I mean seriously, who does that?! No, really, who does that? It's one of those things you hear about all the time, but nobody ever actually does, at least not that I've ever seen. Is it just a Mormon urban legend? Or did it become so cliche that now everybody jokes about it but nobody would actually do it anymore, even if they have in the past? An who came up with the nasty idea of putting vegetables in jello anyway? Eeww. I've only heard of one worse thing to do to jello. One of my roommates had an aunt who would put meat in jello. I've never seen that one, and never heard of anyone else doing it, but just the idea . . . I think I just threw up a little in my mouth just thinking about it! Anyway . . . yeah. I have to confess, there are pears in our jello. They were another bridal shower gift, and this was the only way the were ever going to be eaten, because I don't like pears just by themselves, and I can't imagine Luke eating a huge can of pear halves randomly. So at leat now there's a little more shelf space for canned fruit we'll actually eat.

You know the scariest part? I was looking at it this morning, and I realized it looks a lot like this. Eeeeeekk!!! Well, minus the . . . what is that on the top anyway? Icing? Whipped cream? Easy cheese? No matter what it is, the TAMNites are sucking me into the madness . . . help!!! Must . . . find . . . job . . . soon . . . for . . . sake . . . of . . . sanity . . . :-) I'm trying to justify myself by remembering that when we dig into it, it'll be the first time Luke has ever had "Utah" jello, and he had to be initiated sometime, right? So now he'll be prepared for all the terrifying jello creations to be found at a ward potluck, heehee. (And no, linking to that post is not an announcement, haha.)

That will be the last jello I make for . . . probably a while. Jell-O instant pudding is just as cheap, and like I said, it's really what we both prefer. And I shudder to think that I might be becoming even the slightest bit TAMN-ish . . .the horror! THE HORROR!!!!

On another note, in case anyone cares, I did finish In Your Place yesterday, and the final verdict = not that bad. It definitely improved from where I'd left off Sunday evening, and while it's much more predictable than most LDS romances, it was less corny, which was absolutely a point in its favor. And the "flashback" chapters (for lack of a better word for them) were actually a nice touch, which was another pleasant surprise. Except for the last one. Combined with the epilogue they were just overkill. I think using only either one or the other would have been much better. I'm still undecided about reading the other books I checked out . . .

P. ost S. cript
Just in case you didn't see it when I posted it on facebook yesterday. I really enjoyed the books (although The Host is better), but the movie has got to be the absolute WORST movie adaptation I've seen in a VERY long time. Like I said when I posted it yesterday, the only thing that could make this better is if Buffy told him to "google it" because . . . yeah. Worst. Line. Ever. Written. For any movie. Ever. Yeah . . . that is all.