My blog was needing a face lift in the worst way so here it is. The new and improved blog look. Some will also notice I changed the name. Partly to tie in to my photography website and partly because I felt it was time to retire Newtie...
Well my weekend has been a lot of homework with a little regular work peppered in so now it is time to kick back and relax for the last few hours of my weekend.
The first Adventure for Bobbie
Not to be confused with Bobbi
Bobbie missed his other little chili pepper friends when he first parted ways with him but quucikly settled into his new surroundings.
Here is Bobbie hitting on Strawberry shortcake. She was very nice when she turned him down explainging she liked her guys sweet and syrupy vs Hot and Zesty like him.
He then hung out with his 2nd cousin once removed on his mom's side, Pepcid, and the local gang of Pez dispensers, don't wory they are friendly, I mean they dispence candy afterall.
Bobbie then decided he needed to unwind and relax, so like any man he hopped up in the chair grabbed the remote watched Myth Busters..
So last night we had our first annual Chili cook-off and dance for our ward. The main goal was to have an adult social for people to be able to mingle. The Bishop even made it to the event despite his allergic reaction to ward Parties. 
Although our group was fairly small (30-35 people) it was a lot of fun. If you ask me it was ALL about the music, but I might be a bit biased. Course the music did make the clean up go faster, and help a few burn off those chili calories.
Our small but highly efficient activities committee really pulled together a great night. The chili's were all great and all very different, which made it really fun. I tried them all and lived to tell the tale....
Our chefs were naturally overwhelmed when it came time to hand out the awards. Just look at Margie Beaming with her little Chili Pepper award. 
and a few of our other big winners. 
I might have not made any chili or cornbread for that matter but I still managed to come away with my own little chili Pepper. I am pleased to introduce Mr. Piquant Blaze Rufescent Toots or Bobbie for short.
Stay tuned for further adventures of Bobbie.
A couple of my friends have this on their blog so I decided I would play along...
1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I had together. It doesn't matter if you knew us a little or a lot, anything you remember!
2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.
Try to keep it clean folks...
Have you ever had the unfortunate circumstance of having to be in close quarters with someone that has clearly forgotten what soap and deodorant is used for? I am not talking just a little bit of body odor you get an occasional whiff of but the kind that permeates through walls, wilts flowers when they walk by them, has small children running away in terror, turns you green from the potency of the odor, or causes birds to just drop out of the sky when they are flying above. That my friends is what I have been faced with, and I have lived, barely and with little help from my “friends”, to tell the tale.
So in my hour of need I email a friend, Missy, to let her know if I stopped responding to her emails it was because I had come to an untimely end from the smell. I promised her I would leave her my sticker collection, and my mini collection(Which includes my strawberry shortcake minis, smurfs, and littlest petshop to name a few). She quickly responds back and tells me to hang in there. I am thinking she’s a great real and true friend. Then I slowly peck out on my keyboard that I am fading fast and to please send Febreze, a gas mask and chocolate, cause we all know chocolate can cure anything that ails you.
I had thought to request a diet coke also but didn’t want to press my luck being that she is one of those Pepsi drinking types. 
She responds back, I am off to run an errand.. WHAT??? I thought she was my friend. She was bailing on me while I was clinging to life, breathing in this noxious smell. There I sat, barely able to remain conscious, desperately trying to keep my lunch down, turning a lovely shade of mountain Dew green, and she was off to run an errand, and calls herself a friend. Sheesh.
At least Promise stood by me, she even suggested a glade plugin, a fan to blow the smell in another direction, but sadly I am not sure that would even help, unless it was one of those big fans that they use on movies to simulate a hurricane coming through. 
Then she pointed out the smell would probably just get blown around and while not as strong and concentrated it would be everywhere with no place to escape it. Then she tried diversionary tactics like telling me about the latest book she read, but then mentioned she gets motion sickness if she reads in the car which made me think about vomiting again. I am reevaluating her friend status at this point because of that. But at least she didn’t abandon me in my hour of need, and pointed out I was lucky that it wasn’t mid August with broken AC.
That’s Promise for you always looking on the bright side of things. Of course she was probably secretly hoping along with Missy the noxious fumes would do me in so that she could have all my unfinished craft projects, why the unfinished ones? Because she wants to build a memorial to me showing I had so much left to do in life, as evidence by all my unfinished projects, and her husband called dibs on my music and DVD collection.
As evidence of this blog post I have survived this latest encounter but I am not sure how many more my weakened body can handle. So please for those of us with a sense of smell, take that shower, and live on the wild side and use some soap, and if you are feeling very adventurous slap on some deodorant. Anyone with a nose will thank you….
I realize my blog has been lacking. Sadly there is just not that much going on to write about.
I did get a really awesome gift in the mail a couple weeks ago that I can’t wait to use. It is a cream colored baby afghan that is going to be perfect for new born shots, just need to find me some newborns to photograph. Thanks again to Jill for making me such a wonderful gift.
Lets see what other exciting things can I update all my readers on. Oh my baby brother got engaged this past weekend. No other details to share though, other than it will most likely be in DC since that is where her family is from. I got a text simply telling me he was engaged. So I am sure there will be details coming on that, and no I am not going to be his photographer, he is flying a friend from college out to do it.
Saturday night I went to the adult session of Stake conference and then joined a large group that made the obligatory stop at Zwahlen’s http://zwahlens.com/ afterward for ice cream… There was the big table of people and the smaller table. We nicknamed the tables the adult table and the kids table, I am sure you can all figure out which table I was at. Yep I was at the kids table with the Stratton’s and the Latey’s, and I am convinced we had the most fun by far. Oh and Dave Vagnoni was suffering an identity crisis and ended up at the kids table after a stint at the adult table.
Missy and I have been getting caught up after not seeing each other for 30 years. See the below post if you are not sure who Missy is and why we have not seen each other in 30 years. We are both having fun reliving the highlights from our youth, like Strawberry shortcake dolls and scratch and sniff stickers. E-bay is a dangerous place when it comes to looking for things from your childhood. I should take some pictures of my finds and post them at some point… Maybe next post will include pictures…
See I told you not much going on in my little area of the world. Everything else is school and work, and trying to decide if I should go for my masters degree after I finish up school in May..
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