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...I feel like it's too late for me to discuss the entire Target adventure and, really, such a thing is meant to live in urban legend anyway, so it doesn't matter much.
Which brings me to the excitement that was last weekend!
Okay, so it was Andrew's birthday Sunday and, being the good friends we are and all, we decided to throw him a suprise party. So plans were made, money was collected, ipod bought...On Friday, Seb and I decided to replace the ipod with a "crypod", made from foam and other such materials that had been laying on his desk. I took some pictures at my house the next day before I wrapped it in five layers of wrapping paper, but I don't feel like uploading, so for all of you who weren't there, I guess you'll never experience the true brilliance that was the crypod. XD But aaaanyway...Saturday was the day of the party and Seb had given Jeff and I like six responsibilities, which ended up being a bad idea because we are SO incompetent, it's insane. Absolutely nothing we did went 100% right. I'm not even going to tell you most of the things that went wrong because I don't want everyone to know how retarded the two of us are as a team lol. So Jeff came and picked me up and we went to the A&P to buy (hahahahaha...) blueberrys for our muffins that we had been planning to make ALL WEEK and then we had to go pick up the cake at the bakery, where there were free cookies and we both at like four each...it ended up that the computer they use to put pictures on cakes broke, so we just had a blank cake (personally, I blame it on the fact that we ate all their cookies). They offered to write something on it, but Jeff and I decided that we would just draw on it ourselves, which, in hindsight, wasn't a very good idea. ^^; When we got to Jeff's house we tried to draw the picture of Andrew onto the cake and were questioned by his brothers as to why we were drawing a woman on the cake. Honestly, I wish we had gotten a picture of this masterpiece...
AND THEN!!
Muffin adventure commenced! We found a recipe for blueberry muffins on google. There were only four steps and it said it would take us about twenty five minutes to make the muffins. It was easy!
...Perhaps TOO easy?
Everything started out relatively well...we turned the gas oven on to preheat, gathered materials, found out that Jeff didn't know where anything in his kitchen was. After a bit of mixing stuff together, it was time to add in the baking powder. Now, here's where it started to go wrong. You see, Jeff and I kind of confused the abbreviation for teaspoon with tablespoon and ended up putting two tablespoons of baking powder into the batter, which was about three times the amount we needed. After realizing what we did, I casually asked Jeff's dad what baking powder did and apparently that's what makes it rise? We decided to keep the mess up to ourselves and to continue on with making the muffins because, I mean, giant muffins aren't THAT bad. As long as they didn't explode and we could still eat them, we didn't care. So cooking continued and we added in the blueberrys. Then it was time to grease the muffin tins and bake them! Success! So Jeff asked his dad where that crazy spray can stuff was that you use to make sure the muffins don't stick and he said it was in "that cabinet", pointing somewhere, then went upstairs. Jeff turned around a saw an aerisol can sitting on the counter, so he assumed his dad put it out for us to use. So we sprayed the tins, put the batter in, and then Jeff had to go upstairs to help his parents with something or other. While he was doing that, I was scraping the last of the batter into the tins when I looked down at the can and a picture on it caught my eye. So I looked closer at it and discovered WE HAD PUT QUILTING ADHESIVE ON OUR MUFFINS. Quilting adhesive!! I showed it to Jeff when he came backstairs and we were actually going to COOK THE MUFFINS AND EAT THEM, but then he looked at the label and it said something about the quiliting adhesive being toxic and if you swallow it, not to induce vomiting because it will burn your throat up and to call poison control, etc etc...we asked his parents about it and it ended up that, yes, the quilting adhesive was NOT something we wanted to be eating. Not to mention that it probably would have caught on fire if we put it in the oven. So we had to throw all the batter out, which was truly upsetting...one day we're going to reenact the entire thing in pictures, kind of like the whole Newark ordeal (*coughMelissacough*), with pictures of Jeff and I standing above the mixing bowel shrugging our shoulders and looking confused...This was about two hours later and the GAS oven was still preheating!! It was on for TWO HOURS! Gas had been leaking out into God knows where for two hours and we hadn't even thought to turn it off! Also, note the fact that it took us TWO HOURS to do this and the instructions on the recipe said it would take twenty five minutes. And what's even better is we had been planning this whole cooking extravaganza for an ENTIRE WEEK.
Another great victory for Jeffrey and Kerry!
Our hunger for muffins not fulfilled, we decided to go to the store to buy some. We ran into Frankie on the way there and he decided to come with us after hearing the entire story related to him with wild hand gestures and Jeff's car sitting across two lanes of traffic. Unfortunately we weren't able to find muffins! X__x We then had to go to Party City to get plates and whatnot for the party because Seb called and told us to...we got Wiggles stuff, because they looked satanic. Insert more failures on our part and then it was time to go pick up Dani, who apparently wasn't able to come to the party, but we didn't know? Her grandma was ecstatic to see me and wouldn't let us leave for a while...but finally we did and we went over to the parking lot where everyone was supposed to meet before the surprise party. And of course it was mine and Jeff's responsibility to keep everyone quiet and in their cars and no one listened to us, so the failures continued...Also I got momentarily lost while we were walking around the apartments looking for people, but I don't want to talk about that. XD
And then surprise party commenced! Andrew had no clue and I think he was really happy. Everyone enjoyed my wrapping job and the crypod amused...then we ate food and hung out. Fun times.
But now it's almost Spring Break and Seb and I have to finish making the feety pajamas. Hopefully that'll be done with tomorrow, although God knows we won't be able to find a hoodie still. You'd really think they'd still sell them since, y'know, it's still cold out. Also, I have a forty two ounce bag of mini eggs. Life is good...
...I feel like it's too late for me to discuss the entire Target adventure and, really, such a thing is meant to live in urban legend anyway, so it doesn't matter much.
Which brings me to the excitement that was last weekend!
Okay, so it was Andrew's birthday Sunday and, being the good friends we are and all, we decided to throw him a suprise party. So plans were made, money was collected, ipod bought...On Friday, Seb and I decided to replace the ipod with a "crypod", made from foam and other such materials that had been laying on his desk. I took some pictures at my house the next day before I wrapped it in five layers of wrapping paper, but I don't feel like uploading, so for all of you who weren't there, I guess you'll never experience the true brilliance that was the crypod. XD But aaaanyway...Saturday was the day of the party and Seb had given Jeff and I like six responsibilities, which ended up being a bad idea because we are SO incompetent, it's insane. Absolutely nothing we did went 100% right. I'm not even going to tell you most of the things that went wrong because I don't want everyone to know how retarded the two of us are as a team lol. So Jeff came and picked me up and we went to the A&P to buy (hahahahaha...) blueberrys for our muffins that we had been planning to make ALL WEEK and then we had to go pick up the cake at the bakery, where there were free cookies and we both at like four each...it ended up that the computer they use to put pictures on cakes broke, so we just had a blank cake (personally, I blame it on the fact that we ate all their cookies). They offered to write something on it, but Jeff and I decided that we would just draw on it ourselves, which, in hindsight, wasn't a very good idea. ^^; When we got to Jeff's house we tried to draw the picture of Andrew onto the cake and were questioned by his brothers as to why we were drawing a woman on the cake. Honestly, I wish we had gotten a picture of this masterpiece...
AND THEN!!
Muffin adventure commenced! We found a recipe for blueberry muffins on google. There were only four steps and it said it would take us about twenty five minutes to make the muffins. It was easy!
...Perhaps TOO easy?
Everything started out relatively well...we turned the gas oven on to preheat, gathered materials, found out that Jeff didn't know where anything in his kitchen was. After a bit of mixing stuff together, it was time to add in the baking powder. Now, here's where it started to go wrong. You see, Jeff and I kind of confused the abbreviation for teaspoon with tablespoon and ended up putting two tablespoons of baking powder into the batter, which was about three times the amount we needed. After realizing what we did, I casually asked Jeff's dad what baking powder did and apparently that's what makes it rise? We decided to keep the mess up to ourselves and to continue on with making the muffins because, I mean, giant muffins aren't THAT bad. As long as they didn't explode and we could still eat them, we didn't care. So cooking continued and we added in the blueberrys. Then it was time to grease the muffin tins and bake them! Success! So Jeff asked his dad where that crazy spray can stuff was that you use to make sure the muffins don't stick and he said it was in "that cabinet", pointing somewhere, then went upstairs. Jeff turned around a saw an aerisol can sitting on the counter, so he assumed his dad put it out for us to use. So we sprayed the tins, put the batter in, and then Jeff had to go upstairs to help his parents with something or other. While he was doing that, I was scraping the last of the batter into the tins when I looked down at the can and a picture on it caught my eye. So I looked closer at it and discovered WE HAD PUT QUILTING ADHESIVE ON OUR MUFFINS. Quilting adhesive!! I showed it to Jeff when he came backstairs and we were actually going to COOK THE MUFFINS AND EAT THEM, but then he looked at the label and it said something about the quiliting adhesive being toxic and if you swallow it, not to induce vomiting because it will burn your throat up and to call poison control, etc etc...we asked his parents about it and it ended up that, yes, the quilting adhesive was NOT something we wanted to be eating. Not to mention that it probably would have caught on fire if we put it in the oven. So we had to throw all the batter out, which was truly upsetting...one day we're going to reenact the entire thing in pictures, kind of like the whole Newark ordeal (*coughMelissacough*), with pictures of Jeff and I standing above the mixing bowel shrugging our shoulders and looking confused...This was about two hours later and the GAS oven was still preheating!! It was on for TWO HOURS! Gas had been leaking out into God knows where for two hours and we hadn't even thought to turn it off! Also, note the fact that it took us TWO HOURS to do this and the instructions on the recipe said it would take twenty five minutes. And what's even better is we had been planning this whole cooking extravaganza for an ENTIRE WEEK.
Another great victory for Jeffrey and Kerry!
Our hunger for muffins not fulfilled, we decided to go to the store to buy some. We ran into Frankie on the way there and he decided to come with us after hearing the entire story related to him with wild hand gestures and Jeff's car sitting across two lanes of traffic. Unfortunately we weren't able to find muffins! X__x We then had to go to Party City to get plates and whatnot for the party because Seb called and told us to...we got Wiggles stuff, because they looked satanic. Insert more failures on our part and then it was time to go pick up Dani, who apparently wasn't able to come to the party, but we didn't know? Her grandma was ecstatic to see me and wouldn't let us leave for a while...but finally we did and we went over to the parking lot where everyone was supposed to meet before the surprise party. And of course it was mine and Jeff's responsibility to keep everyone quiet and in their cars and no one listened to us, so the failures continued...Also I got momentarily lost while we were walking around the apartments looking for people, but I don't want to talk about that. XD
And then surprise party commenced! Andrew had no clue and I think he was really happy. Everyone enjoyed my wrapping job and the crypod amused...then we ate food and hung out. Fun times.
But now it's almost Spring Break and Seb and I have to finish making the feety pajamas. Hopefully that'll be done with tomorrow, although God knows we won't be able to find a hoodie still. You'd really think they'd still sell them since, y'know, it's still cold out. Also, I have a forty two ounce bag of mini eggs. Life is good...