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It's almost here!! Well, sort of.

Not to set anyone off into a panic but there are 46 days till Christmas. I love saying that to people and seeing their reactions...some stare at me coolly, others start banging their heads against walls at the thought of all the shopping that must get done, and some roll their eyes and say "Oh, Revanna, oh Revanna, oh Revanna".

As much as I love all celebrations Christmas has become even nearer and dearer to my heart since I've moved away. This is the one holiday I get to go home for. I get to see all my people and get all cozy with my family.

And then there's the food, of course. And the presents. And that snowy,

cozy, delicious feeling of Christmas eve, I love that feeling.

But wait! I still have 46 days to go. I still have shopping to do and Christmas cards to write (although they are all already addressed!). And as much as I love that week of Christmas I love this month before.

And now, I promise I won't mention anything Christmassy again until closer to the date...unless it happens to snow. Then I might have to tell you all about me frolicking through the snow singing Christmas tunes.

Zip. That's it. Not another word.

On a completely opposite note take a look at what my lovely roommate made for supper. Mushroom ragu with papardelle. To die for!

P.S. I have no idea why the words are so colorful at the beginning....kinda neat...kinda annoying!

Friday Night

The gateway to the weekend. Friday night, much anticipated by all. It is one of my favorite nights. Tonight started off at the gym and ended with brussels sprouts and shrimp...oh and there was a bit of dancing in between!

This is me. The way I've always been. No crazy partying or excessive drinking. I have fun, a lot of fun, but not the way that some 19 year olds do. And you know what? That is perfectly alright with me.

I love my life. Mmhmm, I do. And I love brussels sprouts.

Tonight while we devoured our lemony shrimp and brussels sprouts Tracy and I discussed whether or not you could actually marry a brussels sprout (or 'b.sprout' as they are know as in our house)...we decided that it would impossible to resist the temptation of eating him and so no, you cannot marry a brussels sprout. There goes my dreams...

What's your favorite thing to do on Friday nights? Let's have some comments!

Happy Halloween!!

I hope you're all enjoying this Halloween day! Tracy and I had great plans for a Halloween feast...sadly it fell short. It was great on paper, squash and mushroom gnocchi, you know, orange and the black. The squash turned out well and was a beautiful color of orange. It was the mushroom gnocchi that didn't step up...it was grey and ugly. It looked like rat brains. Or animal turds. Or ogre toes. Take a look for yourself...

While it's definitely not attractive....it is Halloween, which makes rat brain's quite festive.
It ending up tasting yummy...even though it looked less than delicious!

Here's to culinary mishaps!

Have a safe and happy Halloween!

Back to Michigan...

Going to Michigan is definitely in my top 10 greatest experiences of my life. Yup, that big. Competing was more fun then I imagined. Being awarded medals for the first time in my life was definitely a highlight. But my favorite part was meeting people from all over the world and getting to know them well enough that I was sad to say goodbye come Sunday. Like my roommate for 6 days...Iona from Scotland.

She is probably one of the funniest people I have ever met. She was up for everything...even riding an 80 year old carousel with me!

This is Chef Mike.

He found out early on in the competition that was I jumpy and easily scared....he took advantage of that every time he could.

*This picture was taken right after he scared me for the 5th time!!!*

This is Chef Angus and I. We watch videos of him making stock in the first year of school. He's from Scotland as well and has an amazing accent. He is a sweetheart.