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Okay, if you are looking for a rich-treat, and want to try your hand at being a Betty Crocker, look no further. Today I made some Oreo Dips for The Guys, and I thought, Why not share it with all those wonderful people I know? (Abyss, I know you just love when people post recipes. XD)
WHAT YOU NEED
one bag of Oreos
one box of cream cheese
plenty of white chocolate dip chips
a plastic zip-lock bag
rolling pin
a mixing bowl
a regular bowl
a non-stick cookie sheet
wax paper
STEP THE FIRST
Crush up the Oreos. I find it’s easiest to throw them in a big zip-lock bag and crush them with a rolling pin. Make sure they are very crumbly. 
STEP THE SECOND
Combine the cream cheese (make sure it is soft!) and the crumbled up Oreo in a mixing bowl. 
STEP THE THIRD
Roll the combined ingredients into little balls and place on a non-stick cookie sheet. Place this in the refrigerator to set up (for at least an hour). 
STEP THE FORTH
Melt the white chocolate dip chips in a bowl. (TIP: every 20-30 seconds stir the chocolate or else it will burn.) Take the chocolate balls out of the refrigerator and dip them in the white chocolate. Place the chocolate ball on a piece of wax paper and let stand. 
STEP THE FIFTH
TADA! You have successfully made yummy Oreo Dips. Mind you, they are very rich. All the same: nom nom nom. 
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I am not a pool player. I learned this last night. I mean, how hard is it to hold a cue stick? For people with absolutely no coordination, (like me), apparently very hard. I think I hit one ball into the pocket, which overjoyed my little heart to no extent. I even received applause. Not kidding.
I am not a sports player. I am not a dancer.
This doesn’t stop me from participating, (or making a fool of myself). I like to try new things.
Jason tried to teach me to salsa. We went to the park. He turned up the music on his iPod, placed his hands on my hips, and we counted out loud. Naturally, I stepped on his feet and, despite our excellent counting skills, fell out of rhythm every other step. We laughed so hard, tears ran down our face.
When my friends tried to teach me volleyball, I was the only one allowed to serve and re-serve and…re-serve because of my (not so) excellent hit-the-ball skills. Obvious pity from their part. (Happily, I am not too bad at volleyball these days, since we played so much.)
Golfing? Ha! Now, there was an experience! We learned how to golf in junior high. I made so many divots in the ground my teacher finally took away the club, saying, “We’ll just say you hit it, okay?” SHAME.
During basketball practice with a youth group, I finally got a handle on dribbling the ball when someone shouted, “Watch out!” I looked up to find a hard-rubber, orange ball smacking me square in the face. My whole head buzzed, and I literally counted stars. It reminded me of the time that my friend, Val, pitched me a baseball before I was ready. Again, my face made contact. Again, I counted stars.
Sports aside, this one time, I was helping paint a set for a production I was in. I was up on a ladder when a spider (of all things) landed on my shoulder. I flipped out, and, as a result, my can of black paint flipped over. A black, inky puddle landed two inches away from my professor. He looked down, and then he looked up at me. “Love, why don’t you just stick to the acting part, hm?” he suggested. Again. SHAME.
So, yeah. I am not the most graceful person.
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Here I am, sitting at my desk at 12:16 in the PM. Copies are done, the deposit ready, orders filtering in, and the clock across the way softly ticks by each second. I answer the phone, run errands, and do everything that an adult does with their adult life at their adult job. And when there is nothing to occupy my attention, Boss says to write, so I do.
Our conversation still lingers. You and I, we never talk seriously. We never have to. Everything that needs to be said is usually without words. But last night was different. Last night, we spoke about things we never uttered – - tiptoed around, really – - afraid of their fragility, of swinging doors wide-open that need to be shut.
Shut. But not slammed.
Friends for sixteen years. Friends with completely opposite personalities. Friends on different paths, with different problems. Friends that stand by – - always.
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- I dislike orange juice, but am craving a tall glass of non-concentrate, pulpy goodness. I must need the Vitamin C.
- Tiff-Marie and I went to IHOP the other night. Our waiter was terrible. We waited twenty minutes for him to come take our order, he never checked on us during the meal, and I had to ask for our bill so we could leave. I very grudgingly gave a tip.
- I think there are people in this world who look to be offended. I mean, we all have bad days. We all have bad things happen to us. We all have a bit of self-pity here and there. But they read into things that are not there; they strive to be a victim; they thrive on being unhappy. I could write a whole post on this, but it only puts me on edge.
- I have a birthmark on my right hand. When my niece was a little girl, I told her it was an angel kiss. The other day, she was sitting next to me, watching me type. “Hey!” she exclaimed, “You still have your angel kiss!”
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- Today is Friday. I wish I was somewhere besides work. Like London.
- My puppy Thoby? He is a Yorkie and weighs 5 lbs. Sometimes I think he believes he is a Great Dane and weighs a great deal more than 5 lbs.
- I wish I had something more to write. I am getting stuck on these rambling-bits-and-pieces posts.
- Joining eHarmony is the stupidest thing I have ever done. It has made me more self-conscious and apt to believe there is something horribly wrong with me. Must cancel service.
- The Arizona Renaissance Festival has started, and I wish I was back in Hades to participate. I like their comedy shows and pretty jewelry.
- One of the best things I’ve done is eat Gelato while standing on the Rialto Bridge.
- I ate lots of Gelato while not standing on the Rialto Bridge.
- Like A. LOT.
- XD
- I am a geek. I just want you to know I know.
