Emeril's Delight

A few weeks ago, Corey and I both went "home" and enjoyed a rainy weekend with my parents. We all went to the new SANDS casino in Bethlehem (for dinner, not the slots) because I had been dying to try Emeril's new restaurant. He doesn't have any other "Burgers And More" restaurants in the country, so it was very new and exciting. Burgers and More is supposed to be called BAM! for short, since that is what Emeril always says. In case you can't tell yet, I'm a huge fan! Pork fat rules! Ok...so my restaurant critique is as follows:

1. Only waited about 10 minutes on a Saturday night to be seated. +
2. Create your own burger-write on a paper what you want and hand your paper to the waiter. +
3. Quality of the burger- AMAZING! Big and juicy! +
4. Sides- we all got something different. I got the classic fries-they were good, but small. +/-
5. Dessert- THE BEST PART. Corey and I split a Bananas Foster Milkshake. I never tasted anything so good.

I wish that I could be a food critic. There isn't anything better than a quality burger, fries, and a shake! YUM! I really recommend going to the SANDS for BAM!

Make A Baby!

Facebook ads keep getting creepier, folks! Why is it that EVERYDAY when I log into facebook I have the same ad for the newest weird craze listed as number one? The ads are supposed to randomly change but I always get MAKE A BABY!
Despite being totally creeped out, I clicked on the link to see what it entails. You have to PAY 10-20.00 $ and upload a pic of you and your mate and see what your child will look like. Tell me this: are people that impatient/curious/vain to pay that money to see a computer generated picture of their future offspring? Would they even generate an ugly baby picture? Maybe they would - to deter people from reproducing. Maybe it is some group's scam and their aim is to not overpopulate the earth. Also, you can cross your pic with Brad Pitt's or Chris Brown's to see what your babe would look like if you did it with a celeb. There are so many questions that I have about this site/idea. This is probably what my baby would look like if I mated with Ronald McDonald:

To Think I Limited Him to Fishsticks!

The other week Corey came to visit me over his spring break-which really didn't turn out to be too exciting because I was working and he had work to do. He came up Wed. and we left Fri.
On Wed. I took care of making him a nice dinner, mainly because food is truly the way to Corey's heart. But, also, because it is SO nice to cook something for someone and not heat up a frozen microwaveable dinner, which have become the grim standard.
Then, on Thursday, I had a conference outside of school all day, so I was getting home late and then I had fitness class at 6:45, so I asked Corey to take care of getting dinner. My first thoughts: a ready cooked chicken, frozen pizza, ready cooked fried chicken, spaghetti. I told him I had to eat early so I wouldn't puke at the gym. He didn't have anything ready. Alas, he went to the STORE at 6, which I was OK with, and just grabbed a bar before the gym.
Here comes the cute part of the story. It took him forever to shop. I came home at 8:15, and the ENTIRE table was covered with an amazing spread of food he had cooked-amazing, since I thought he couldn't do it. AND the majority of the dishes were done, dried, and PUT AWAY!

The meal: Chicken Francaise (even garnished!!!), Rice, Garlic Caesar Salad, Biscuits-in a Tupperware bowl lined with a napkin-very cute, and Cranberry sauce. Not only did it look good, it was absolutely delicious!!! I wanted to blog about this because 1. I want to remember this. 2. Corey doesn't usually do this "romantic" stuff, so it is very sweet. 3. I hadn't blogged for many weeks. Sorry!

My First Utterly Embarassing Teaching Moment

I flashed my students. This sounds awful...and was definitely unintentional. Yet, it happened.

I will try to explain it but it happened so quickly. I was bent over leaning forward reaching under my desk to get some treats for my students. I wore a knee length big poofy skirt today. My skirt got caught in my ID lanyard around my neck and I didn't notice it when I whipped myself up holding the treats. I didn't even feel it. The skirt was so far up it was up around my chest. The ONLY way I knew was because in one instant my students' jaws all dropped open and they gasped. One girl pointed- and yelled: Miss! Your dress is up!
I just about died. I had to compose myself and still manage to teach through that class and the next one which had 3 of the same students in it. Of course, they told everyone else. I am pretty sure they saw from my belly button down.

I don't recommend doing this, no matter how well you want your students to get to know you. I think I took it too far.

This is also why I am going to bed at 9 Pm instead of my usual 11 PM...just one of those days.