Thanks fa-fa.

Soo I called my fa-fa (My father), on friday morning explaining that a ride has come up for me to go home. He was estatic and said he had great camping plans. So I arrived home and we headed off. As we were driving down the road, I noticed something was missing. I turned my head and realized there was a lack of a camper attached to the back of our truck. When questioned, my dad just smiled. Here is the sum of it as Dad decided to test run our BOB:

It was cold.
Nothing was as warm as the pictures on the packages.
I was hungry.
It was dark.
I hope I never have to depend on those thin sheets of plastic ever again. Time to re-stock my personal BOB.

Have a great week y'all :)

From Scratch.... Oh snap..

So one thing that I absolutely love to do is cook, which is oddly difficult in the confinements of my dorm. That's the glory of friends. Whilst attempting to enhance my education in the library, I made a few study friends that live in apartments a little ways off campus. Once we became pretty good friends, I asked if I could use their stove to cook dinner one night for the rangers game. Of course, they obliged.
So last night I arrived at their apartment, and to my surprise there were several more people there than I had anticipated. When I asked, they said they all wanted a home cooked meal, since they haven't had one in so long. The owner of the apartment said they had bought all the supplies, all I had to do was cook it. So the pressure was on.
What I hadn't told them, was that this was my first attempt at homemade alfredo sause from scratch.....
Oh snap.
So there I was, cooking, gossiping, and yelling insults at the rangers game, and it was a great feeling of belonging. Lo and behold, no leftovers remained as the Chicken Fettuccine Alfredo went off without a hitch.
Here's the recipe:
1/2 Cup of Butter
1 Cup of Parmesan Cheese
2 Cups of Milk (If you want it creamy-er you can use half and half instead)
8oz of Cream Cheese
2 Teaspoons of Garlic Powder

Melt butter in pan.
Add Cream Cheese until soft.
Stir in Milk until creamy.
Add Garlic Powder and Simmer
Stirring Occassionally
Remove from heat and add Parmesan Cheese. Season to your liking.
Serve over Chicken and Fettuccine Noodles. The longer it sits, the thicker it gets.

Enjoy and have a great week!

It's been quite a while since my last post, as college is oh-so time consuming nor did I have a subject to write. I spend a great deal of time curled up in the library studying for the next exam that I pray to even pass.
On a positive note, I woke today with a sense that I honestly had nothing to do. Nothing to study for, to look over, to worry about on this beautiful day.
Before I returned to the big ol' school of learning a couple weeks ago my dad let me borrow a book to read when I had the time. It's called Patriots by James Wesley, Rawles. So I took said book and a fresh cup of coffee, and took the four flight treck down stairs and proceeded to do what everyone imagines a college kid doing. I sat under a tree and read.
Whilst intently reading what I find will be a very interesting book, I paused to take a sip from my coffee and saw a young lady approaching from the side. I looked up, smiled, and gave a friendly "good morning". She returned the smile and asked if she could join me. She told me she was active in the corp here, (which means she plans to enlist after recieving a degree), and Sunday's were her only day of relaxation. She pulled out some young romance book by James Patterson and we continued to read under the rustling leaves.
I could see her out of the corner of my eye frequently glancing at the book I was reading, so to break the ice I asked what hers was about. She explained a plot series I already knew, and asked the same. I explained that I had not gotten very far into it, but gave her the gist of what I knew the book was about.
She seemed very interested and asked if I was in to all that "survivalist" stuff. I explained that I was "in to" being prepared for situations out of my control. She laughed and I was slightly taken aback. She told me about a survivalist group here on campus, made up of students who "have these bags in their rooms in case of an evacuation. Why on earth would we ever be evacuated?", she said as she laughed. And to think I thought I had made a friend. lol. I asked what she would do in case of a fire that was spreading through the trees? (The campus is filled with them) She looked at me kind of funny and said that her upperclassmen would tell her what to do. She turned back to her book and exclaimed, "I just don't think zombies are actually going to exist at any time, so it seems kind of pointless to me". At that point, I knew there was no hope. I asked if she knew the name of this organization, and she said it wasn't one. It was just a group of people. I turned to her and asked what branch she plans to enlist in. She then said "well I didn't score high enough to get into the air force, so right now I'm stationed in the army unit. I just have to make sure I pass these classes I'm failing". I thanked her for wanting to serve our country, and told her I could help her with geography if she needed. I then politely made some excuse to depart, and made the four flight treck upstairs shaking my head. If only young people understood.
So now I am on the hunt for this group of students to confirm they are not "nut jobs". And to find a new reading spot, this book is getting pretty good.
Y'all have a great week, and remember, an apple a day keeps the zombies away :)