thumpety thump thump

I want you all to think about the time in your life when you were the coldest you’ve ever been. Really think about this…when were you so frozen you didn’t think you would live to see another day? If you don’t have a memory like this, well, lucky you. If you do, think about how you felt. Now, multiply that feeling by one hundred. No, how about one million? You probably can’t even comprehend what that would feel like! Well, guess what? I can.

This last weekend, I had the opportunity to freeze to death at the BYU vs. Notre Dame game in South Bend Indiana. I say opportunity, because it was such a great opportunity to spend some time with family in Chicago, to cheer on the Cougars, and have an all around great weekend. I say freeze to death because that's basically what happened. I honestly didn’t think I was going to make it out of that game alive. It was like someone decided to deep freeze all my bones, store my organs and muscles in a refrigerator for a while, and then put me back together only to drop me in the water in Antarctica. My bones hurt, my muscles were tense, my tears were freezing on the spot (and there were tears), my body was shaking, my joints were sore and stuck in position, and I could think of nothing else but the cold, cold, cold. Sound dramatic? Well it's the honest to goodness truth, drama free. Man, I’m shivering just thinking about it. It’s truly a miracle I made it through that game!

On a warmer note, I wasn’t cold the entire weekend. I was happy, dry, and roasty-toasty for the majority of it while visiting the Shedd Aquarium, going on a pizza tour, seeing a show, and eating at delicious restaurants. It’s always a good time with the Craig family!

Seeing the sharks at the Aquarium 

the windy city

Pizza slice number 1

more pizza. slice number 3 (5 more to go)

good eats at Maggianos

coolest stadium ever. very old school. Also, on a side note, Notre Dame had the classiest fans in the world. 

the beginning of the most freezing hours of my life

covering my face as a last resort to keep warm

worthless. 

Next time i go to an away BYU game, it better be in Hawaii. 

forever indebted

Okay, I’ve got a really good story up my sleeve for tonight’s post…

Once upon a time,

I made brown butter, white chocolate filled, snicker doodles.

The End.

If that isn’t the best story you’ve ever heard, well I’d like to know what could top it! I’d say this story’s happy ending ranks right up there with Disney Movies—which is a pretty big deal because the word “Disney” is essentially a synonym for the word “happy." 

Warning: Protect keyboard from the drool that is about to escape your mouth

Basically, they were divine and every other snicker doodle in the world just pales in comparison. Mm!

Oh and while we are on the subject of cookies, may i just say that i'm pretty sure the world would stop spinning if cookies ever ceased to exist. It's not a proven fact or anything, but i've got a pretty big hunch. 

And the only way to repay the cookie for basically saving our lives is to eat it; which I plan on doing for the rest of forever. 

It is a win-win. 

ps. you can check out the recipe HERE

wedding bells

Well, we had a wedding over here! My little brother Tyson married cute Danielle on the 4^th of November. It was a beautiful day, and now I have a new sister, putting the sibling grand total in my family at a 10! Wow. How did that happen? Time flies I guess.

They were sealed at 10:35 in the Salt Lake Temple, to be exact, following which was a very cold picture taking session. Seriously—it was so cold. It was a good hour before I had full mobility in my toes again and they turned their normal color rather than sheet white. Not that I should be complaining because Tys and Danielle were stuck outside a whole lot longer than I was, but brrrrrrr! I just can’t wrap my brain around people who like winter. It is an impossible concept for me to understand. So I’m just not going to try.

Back to the wedding…following the temple was a fun lunch and reception at Noah’s, and let me tell you, that bride can plan!! The venue looked spectacular and it all spawned from the creative juices of Danielle. She definitely has a knack for decorating and made the place look beautiful. I have to say though, that my favorite part of the night had to be dancing, dancing, dancing. I was out there with my family for who knows how long, just dancing the night away. I can't remember the last time I had that much fun! Unfortunately my body paid for it the next day. Not to mention other people—I was a hazard on the road because I couldn’t move my neck to check my blind spots. Look out! Buuuuuut it was well worth it :)

so sweaty. 

Anyway, a big congrats to my little brother and his new wife…love you both so much. And welcome to the crazy fam, Danielle!

xoxo.

BOO!

I saw the movie “Signs” last night for the first time. Luckily it wasn’t nearly as scary as I thought it would be. I’m sure some of you are thinking,  “Uh, that movie isn’t scary at all”; but I will be the first one to admit I am a big baby. I’ve never been a fan of scary movies. In fact, I covered my eyes in the Pixar movie “Brave”—that’s how big of a baby I am.

And maybe I just don’t like them because I know how seriously I take them. As a perfect example, I have lately been addicted to the TV series “Pretty Little Liars” (judge me), and as a result, I have come to think that someone is watching me all the time. Not kidding at all. I am constantly checking over my shoulder to see if someone is following me, I check and double check to make sure the doors and windows are locked, I think the worst of any noise I hear, and lets not even get into how scared I get when I’m home alone at night. It’s no bueno. So, if you ask me, I’ve got plenty a good reason to not watch scary movies.

There is only one day a year where I feel the slightest pressure to get into the Halloween spirit and watch something scary (October 31^st duh!) and I’m grateful to say that day is over and I came out relatively unscathed. So thanks for not scaring the day lights right out of my Mel Gibson, I really appreciate it. 

Now, watching other people get scared is a whole different story...

{ps. i apologize in advance for Ellen's inappropriate Halloween costume!}

Goooooood stuff.