Of Smooching Mother Nature Right On the Lips, Storming Logan One Food Outlet at a Time, Surviving Giant Killer Death Sharks of Doom, and...umm...Easter

Happy Earth Day to one and all dang y'all. I actually didn't even know it was Earth Day until it was too late for me to paint my bottom green or do whatever the heck it is hippies do to save the planet. Luckily Ting-Ting, who has a kind of "sixth sense" for these things, kept that radical, good vibrationy Earth Day spirit alive by dumping a bucket of dirt all over our porch and then sitting in it. Hooray! The Earth is saved once more! But for HOW LONG? 

Okay. Stuff that's happened. Well, for starters, last month we went to Logan with the intention of visiting the American West Heritage Center so we could milk cows, churn butter, start fires without matches, throw tomahawks, etc. You know, just to get Ting-Ting acquainted with those kinds of challenges so she's ready when she goes on The Amazing Race 56 with her boyfriend, John Willard Marriott IV. Well, wasn't my face red when they told us the "Historic Daily Adventures" didn't even start until JUNE. But hey, we could look at some really far-off horses through the glass door at the back of the building or some lamish mountain man stuff in the lobby. But we showed `em. We had fun anyways, without them. That's right. We went to the Pepperidge Farm outlet and got some COOKIES. Then we went to the meat outlet and got some MEAT. Then we went to Gossner's and got GLOWERED AT BY THE EMPLOYEES. Okay, I kid, they were actually comparatively pleasant this time. Maybe they read this thing. Anyway, we also went to the USU campus so we could enjoy some Aggie ice cream and also buy some much-needed merch, such as some decals for my car, a Big Blue keychain for Alyssa, and, for Ting-Ting, one of those cone thingies you take to football games so the ref can better hear you when you yell helpful comments such as that he's blind. Yay! 

Aside from the Logan trip, we also attended another JACL (Japanese-American Citizen League) fundraiser at which yours truly netted himself a bottle of Karl Malone's Gator Sauce; visited the Dinosaur Park in Ogden; and went to the new aquarium in Sandy. Said aquarium was missing half of its animals (they still hadn't arrived from the old aquarium), including renowned Ben favorites the electric eels and piranhas--plus I'm pretty sure roughly 75% of the huge stroller-owning parents in the metropolitan area and their kids were there (maybe the aquarium was offering a ten percent discount per stroller wheel)--but good times were had, and Ting-Ting didn't throw a fit until almost the end. She wasn't even scared by the giant killer death sharks. What a trooper. 

Easter was fine. We enjoyed some lovely creamed eggs courtesy of a certain Alyssa, and the choir performed two numbers in sacrament meeting, in which the accompanist, a certain Brother Green, only messed up like five or six times. Pfff. Nothing. Plus we had the usual Easter egg hunts on Saturday, at which Ting-Ting found enough candy to last her until NEXT Easter. Yeah, right. It'll probably be gone by Thursday.

Chakhokhbili (Georgian chicken stew) and khachapuri (Georgian cheese bread). Because there comes a time in a young man's life when he wakes up in the morning, looks in the mirror, and realizes that if he doesn't make some Georgian food RIGHT NOW (even though he has never actually been anywhere near Georgia), his life as he knows it will have been a complete waste.

        You would not believe how long the line was for this bridge.