Showing posts with label racha. Show all posts
Showing posts with label racha. Show all posts

Saturday, August 17, 2013

food and friends and more food.

This last week has been pretty swell.  It was full of old roommates and friends and food and it was fantastic.

Last Friday Rachel and Kenneth came into town for the weekend to be here for Kenneth's grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary.  They were only here for the weekend, but we still got to hang out twice.  On Friday, we went with them to Sonic for shakes and also, here's the thing: Sonic has a fantastic Reese's shakes like woah.  Anyway, it was fun to catch up with them and to hear about the hilarious things that happen in South Carolina, which is where they live.  Also, while we were there, these high school-aged kids came up to us and they were apparently on a scavenger hunt.  One of the things they needed to do was have a stranger kiss one of the guys on the cheek.  Rachel got out with the excuse that she was married, but I couldn't do that. They guy kept begging and begging and I tried to have him get Levi or Kenneth to do it, since apparently he would get more points if he did that.  It was very strange and confusing, but we eventually convinced them that we were not going to kiss him.  From the sound of things, he eventually got someone else to kiss him.  Good for him.

On Saturday, Levi and I went and tried out this place called Slab Pizza.  Um, it's so super great.  I got chicken cordon bleu and chicken bacon ranch and they were both quite marvelous except they were huge so I could only eat half of it and Levi had to help me out.  It's nice to have him around sometimes.  Actually, it's nice all the time.

Then on Sunday was Katie's homecoming talk up in Centerville. This meant that I got to see Kelsey, and Kennedy, and Rachel (and Kenneth), and even Danielle (and Dillon). But most importantly, baby Kenny! Oh, and I guess also Katie.  It was so fun to hang out with them and to see Katie again because let's be honest, I love that girl and I am so super one million excited that she's back!


Then on Monday, I got to hang out with roommates again!!  Rachel wasn't there, but instead we had other Rachael as well as Keisha! This time we went to dinner at this place called Paradise Bakery.  It was good except that if you go there, don't get that one sandwich that I got that had this weird horseradish spread stuff on it.  It was weird.  Man, it's good to be with those girls.  We just sat there and talk and laughed very loudly for a good two hours.  Also there was this one part where I was surprised by something funny and then I laughed so hard that I may or may not have sprayed some of my food on Rachael. Oops.  Actually, that's embarrassing.  But like I said, the sandwich tasted a little weird anyway, so it was like nbd.  We tried to have someone take a picture of us, but that didn't work out so well so I ended up taking a picture of us as we exited the building.  This resulted in my head being very close to the camera and that's unfortunate, but at least everyone else looked cute.

On Tuesday, I made Chicken Crescents for dinner which is something my mom would make.  I really like them, but every time I make them I am always reminded of how many steps it takes to make them.  Okay, it's not actually that many, but still. I'm more of a mix it all in a bowl, throw it in the oven and BAM! dinner is served kind of girl.  Still, it was quite delicious.

On Wednesday, it was weddingapalooza, as Levi called it.  We went to two wedding receptions.  The first one was for my friend Kelsey who I worked with in sociology.  She's so super great and I am so mega happy for her.  Levi loved the location because it was indoors and also air-conditioned. What more could you want?

The second wedding reception was for Reegan Lake, sister of the one and only Keisha (Lake) Hendricks. And let me tell you something--those Lake ladies know how to put together a good reception, I'll tell you what.  Well done, Keech.  Also, I just like hanging out with the Lakes.  They're neat.  Also, right now I'm thinking about the mini pies that they served at the reception and I want one, dang it.  I would have posted the picture of me and Keech, but somehow I managed to have a super creepy claw hand on Keisha's shoulder and it is a little too frightening for public view, so sorry.

Then on Thursday, I made sesame chicken!  Remember my need for fried chicken all the time always?  Yeah, well that's still happening, but I'm trying to tone it down.  So I made this; it was delicious chicken, but not so fried and crispy.  It did the trick.  Except for the part where the chicken coating burned to the bottom of the pan, essentially blocking the heat and making it take 12 years for the chicken to cook.  So we (and by we, I mostly mean Levi) had to spend 7 of those years scraping the bottom of the pan so the dang chicken would cook. So that was fun.

And then to end this saga, I will tell you that yesterday, we went camping with Dillon and Danielle.  And by camping, I mean we just went to a nearby park up the canyon and had foil dinners and then came home and watched a movie. But the guys did a great job being manly by chopping wood and building a fire (using the teepee method--not the log cabin method--as they made sure to point out).  Danielle and I did a really great job of watching and providing moral support.  And moral support from me mostly includes me getting stressed about the possibility of Levi chopping his fingers instead of the wood and the possibility of him falling in the fire as he and Dillon ran around passing the rugby ball back and forth.  All in all, it was a fabulous evening; the food was totes delish, no one chopped their fingers off, and the rugby ball was the only thing to fall into the fire pit. I'd say it was a success.

Sunday, January 20, 2013

mad 8 and the foxy foxhood 12



So last night we had a sophomore/junior year get together.  It was splendid.  It has been fun to see where our lives have taken us since those magical years that we lived together. For example, marriage and babies. Since Rachel had her baby on Thursday, that is now my fourth roommate that has had a baby.  Cray cray!  So Rachel and Margaret weren't there and Katie and Kelsey and Catie are on missions, but the four of us were able to get together and it was quite splendid.  It's always fun to get together again and catch up and reminisce about when we lived together.  We were seriously so weird and crazy, it kills me.  Also, Kennedy literally has the cutest child ever, not a joke.

Anyway, today I was going through some old emails and not only did I find a gem from Rachel telling me that her email was princess-angel@cinci.com, but I also found the "Roommate Final" that Rachel wrote at the end of sophomore year.  I seriously die when reading it.  So I thought I'd share it for some jolly good laughter. It's from second semester, so Kennedy and Margaret were on study abroad so they weren't really included in the questions, but it's still pretty hilarious if you ask me.

Also, I can't believe I just went through and put all my answers in parentheses...I don't know if they're all right, but those are my guesses.

Key: Racha=Rachael Thompson (Calquin) , Keish, Keech=Keisha Lake (Hendricks), Rach=Rachel Manning (Alford), Katie=Katie Cutler!, Kels=Kelsey, and me=me (Stacy!)


My roommates and I have a running joke that at the end of each semester we are going to administer a roommate final exam to see how well we know one another.

Roommates, if you want a study guide for this semester's exam, here it is. Make sure you know 
ALL that's on this post.

1. Learn what Katie's favorite animal is. If you aren't sure, listen to when she sleep talks because apparently that is all she dreams about.(Horses)
2. Watch Kelsey when she does her hair. What does she always say when she finally gets it done?
3. Learn about Keisha's favorite words. Specifically, she has three that she likes. (Clearly, obviously, whatnot)
4. There is something Katie does that is unique when she washes her hands. What does she do? (2 things) (that squeezy soap sound!)
5. Who likes to play "Guess what price I paid for this, but make sure that you guess more than you really think" game? (Rach)


see more after the jump...

Monday, May 23, 2011

Hoorah, Peter.

I'm really good at posting about things that happen in my life right after they happen.  That's why I've waited almost a month to write about K-baby Gerber's big day.  Sheesh.

Anyway (side note: "anyway" might be the most commonly used word on this blog.), Ken got married on April 29 and it was seriously such a good day.  Gosh, I love that girl.  I mean, she has always been an avid follower of my blog, and has even done a little advertising for it by writing the link on fliers in the library.  I can always count on her to be crazy and hilarious, but I also know that she is someone I can talk to about most anything.  She's such a loving person and is always trying to be better.  She always wants to be improving herself and recognizes when she has room for improvement (picking at everyone's food, say what?)

I love that girl.  That's why I'm so glad that she could have her perfect wedding and that things have been going really well since her and Kyle got married.

Plus, we (being the roommates--past and present) got to be insanely obnoxious (I'm confused, is this something new?), especially at the wedding luncheon.  Our poor waiter, Peter is probably praying that day will be burned from his memory.  I swear, when I'm around my roommates, all social skills go out the window.  Didn't my mom teach me not to say "Hoorah, Peter!" every time he was within earshot of our table?  Didn't she teach me that when Peter gives someone their meat, I should NOT say things like "Oh, baby, that is hot!...I'm talking about the meat, Peter."  I mean seriously, that meat thing should have been learned in kindergarten.

Ah well.  It was still the most fabulous day.  I love you, Ken!

And P.S.  Tell Kyle he is officially inducted into the "The Husband's Awkward Dance Crew" with Kenneth and Landon.  (That's right, I saw those videos...)  I can just see some sort of Backstreet Boys in the future for them.









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[caption id="attachment_888" align="aligncenter" width="640" caption="What's that? It looks like it says "Just Marred"? Oh, well that's probably because it does...ha."][/caption]




[caption id="attachment_882" align="aligncenter" width="640" caption="keepin' it classy...(like I said before--I lack social skills)"][/caption]

[caption id="attachment_886" align="aligncenter" width="494" caption="Congrats, Ken and Kyle!"][/caption]

(all photos courtesy of racha thompson.  what's up.)

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Gupta, Gurkin, Maybe, Tie, Dye, Obama, Bush, Lucy, Kennedy, and More. (We're not very responsible pet owners, to say the least)

*Disclaimer: I'm still going to be here for a while, no worries.  I just got to thinking and this post was inspired.

*Also, featured throughout are a small (and I mean small) sampling of pictures from my freshman year.  I would get some from my other years, but just looking at my freshman pictures took me over an hour because I wanted to look at them all, so I figure this is good enough for now.



I kind of just had the coolest little experience.



Today while I was sitting on the couch, there was a knock at the door.  I opened it, and there stood four girls.  They told me that they had lived in this apartment 5 or 6 years ago and they were wondering if they could just come and take a look around.



I let them come in and look around and they just went on and on about how much they missed it here, and "don't you just miss being a college kid...those were the days."  One of them told me how she kissed her husband for the first time on our back porch and another talked of how a poster we have hanging was there when they lived there and how they did this and that and "remember how we could see Timp from here" and "I never had more fun than when I lived here".



After they left, it got me thinking about how much I love living here in Provo.  Yeah, some people hate it and some cannot wait until they can get out of here, but I'm being completely serious when I say that I wish I could freeze time and be this age forever.  I wish I could live all these college years over again, because they have seriously been so awesome.  It's crazy how life just keeps moving forward and you have these roommates and then you become best friends and then those best friends/roommates get engaged and married and I'm sitting here wondering how all that time just flew by.  I mean seriously, I cannot believe it's been nearly three years since I first moved here and met my five freshman roommates.  I cannot believe that I'll be marrying off my last one (yes, that's right--they're my children) on June 30.  I cannot believe our fish funerals were so long ago, or the Single Ladies video or the time Moroni came to visit or when we did our exercises before watching 24 or when we discovered the air condition at Lib Square or when we had that lame waiter at Spark or the collection of quote boards are just memories of the past.



It is so weird to me and it makes me a little sad.  I mean, I knowing moving on is cool and stuff, but seriously.  These have been the best years of my life.  I've had the time of my life.  I've never learned so much or grown so much or seen so much or aspired to be as much as I have here.  I've never laughed so hard, been so ridiculous, or taken as many pictures as I have here.  Here.  It's the best and I hope I make the rest of my time here absolutely unforgettable because seriously, I'll never regret it.









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...too much love.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Classy Ladies.

That's what we are.

We're loud and obnoxious and our idea of an especially good time is the 99 cent dessert bar at Sizzler.

Our waitress thought we were crazy.  No, but really.

We brought Rachel along with us (who, by the way, is living proof that married people can still be pretty cool) and we headed on down to the local Sizzler.  It was kind of our last outing before the end of the semester and some of us moved on to bigger and better things (like Keisha reaching 100 pounds and then getting married).

I love these girls.  Our lives are seriously 100% laughter.  What more could you ask for?

Classy Ladies from Stacy LeCheminant on Vimeo.


p.s. if you're on google reader, you'll probably have to click on the link to my blog in order to be able to click on the link to the video.  I think you should take the time to make the clicks in order to watch the vid.  but that's just me.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Barney the Dinosaur.

Awesome things about today:

-People kept coming into where I work because they had to sign permission slips to go on a field trip to the Dinosaur Museum at Thanksgiving Point for a class about questioning scientific claims.  I used one or more of the following lines after they gave the permission slip back to me:

a. "Alright, it looks like you just signed your life savings away to me.  I appreciate that."

b. "Hmm, this is for your scientific claims class, eh?  I bet you're going to learn that dinosaurs never existed.  It's all just a BIG, FAT LIE!"

c. "Have fun hanging out with the dinosaurs!"

d. "Tell Barney I say 'Hi!'"

-I got many-a-compliment on my awesome new cardigan. (Slight problem though...I should have thought a little more before I walked out of the house wearing jeans, flats, and just the cardigan and an undershirt.  LAYERS, STACY. LOTS OF LAYERS. THIS IS UTAH, FOR CRYING OUT LOUD.

-I, Stacy, straightened my hair today.  It's been three weeks, and boy and I'm happy to be back at it.  This dang wrist will no longer set me back in this area of my life. (Side note:  My wrist is ultra sore today from all the crazy wrist movements--however slight--that occurred while reaching over my head and across my face to get the job done.  But I don't care.)

-I saw Jamesy in the library today.  He said he'll follow my blog if I mention him in my post.  Actually, I take that back.  I bribed him to follow my blog by telling him that I'd mention him in this very post.

-I saw Ken and Rachael (not to be confused with Kenneth and Rachel) in the library today.  So obviously Ken and I had a photoshoot.



















a. I'm wearing my backpack.

b. I'm not a macbook owner, so photobooth confuses me.  Hence the confused faces in at least 2/3 of the pics.

Go team, go.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Festival of Colors!

Last weekend I went to the Festival of Colors for the first time and it was rather enjoyable (except for the part where katie said she would take us to ice cream after and then didn't...ha).  I guess some of you might not know what the Festival of Colors is, and I'll be honest--I don't really know what it's all about either.  I think it's a Hindu festival that welcomes in spring by throwing all different colors of chalk in the air; I've also heard that they used to throw flower petals in the air instead.  Either way, it's pretty cool.

There are tons of people there and everyone throws their chalk at the same time and it makes a gigantic cloud (see this video--it's a pretty good representation of what goes down http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cdRjoLZ55VY). Spanks and I made sure to cover our mouths when the chalk was thrown because that stuff is NASTY.  Also, the throw seems to go on forever, so it's kind of nice if you have your mouth somewhere were you can actually breathe. It was quite an experience with my arm in a brace, but Racha just covered it in plastic wrap and I was lookin' fiiiine.  I only slipped on my arm once.  That was actually pretty lame.  Also, typing is lame and so I think I'll just post pictures now.



Hare Krishna!