Petting Zoo Llama

Wow, two blog posts within one hour... and I've been in class for both posts. But, this is what happens to llamas at the petting zoo when they are touched just a little too much:

Courtesy of Katie's blog. This may also happen to pregnant ladies if you touch their belly. (Don't keel over on us Mikensi!)

For those of you who think universal heath care is a good idea.

Read this, and think, "Humm... free health care is great... if I want to watch my loved ones die a slow death." And, if you don't want slow health care... you could go to.... Mexico?

Here's the article:

http://www.cnn.com/2009/POLITICS/07/06/canadian.health.care.system/index.html

The first-fruits of our labors!

Well, after much toil and work, sweat and blood, we've finally seen the first fruits of our labors. BLUEBERRIES! Yup, our blue berry bush is beginning to give us some fruit. Pretty cool!

Guns and Gardens.

So my elders quorum decided to have a few lessons on self efficiency, and one of the lessons were about gardening. Probably 1/2 of my elders quorum seem to be engineers of some sort, and they knew of this new way of having a garden using pete moss and mortar sand. (No soil). So I decided to jump on the band wagon and plant a garden just like they said. Well, I commandeered the sand box and transformed it into a beautiful, miniature garden of Eden. Here's the proof:

Also, Debbie, Lianna's sister came to visit us. So what did we do? We hung out, went hiking, and also SHOOTING! Yep, we took Lianna and Debbie shooting for the first time in their lives. We all shot .22 hand guns and a .22 rifle, as well as a 9mm hand gun. Then I shot a more powerful rifle, and I was the only one since I was the only one physically capable of shooting it. (It had a lot of kick, and my dad wasn't shooting with us... he was just teaching.) So here are some pictures:

Here is my wife shooting the pistol

This is her shooting the rifle.

Here is her target. The outer holes are from the rifle, and the ones closer to the bulls eye are from the pistol.

This is my target with the high powered rifle from 50 meters away.

This is my target from 100 meters away. Pretty good shot for having been my first time shooting this kind of rifle. And, I wasn't using any type of support or shooting block. I used only my hands.

I DID IT!

Ok, for come clarification. Yes, I did make crepes, which are those thin french pancakes... The recipe came from the book pictured. But to explain, I did make them, and I did it successfully. I literally tried probably 100 times from the start of my mission (most of them were on my mission), and I would always fail horribly. They would be too thin, too think, stick, or just not work out some other way. But this time, I made them, and they were almost perfect! (They would have been perfect if I were a little more patient and had an actual crepe pan.) So, as Lianna said, I came, I conqured!

Crepe? Oui, Sil vous ple

Today the master chef was born - J finally conquered the crepe. He created delicious breakfast pastries, and dessert pastries full of yummy goodness thanks to the beautiful cook book given to us by Grandma and Grandpa Quillen.
I highly recommend it to those who enjoy luscious pictures and first rate easy-to-make dessert recipes.

Dreams are AWESOME

I had another strange dream, and if I'm any type of prophet, Jack Black is as good as dead. See, in my dream, I was at my sister Katie's house. They had a large air strip in their back yard. Apparently her daughter, Ali, would escape often and go wondering around. So as a result, Katie and Jason had a whole emergency system that could be implemented at a moment's notice to find her. So I'm chilling at her house, and we notice Ali isn't around. So we sound the siren, and begin the search around the house. I look out the window, and see Ali. I also see Jack Black holding Ali's hand, bringing her back home while walking along the air strip. Well, part of this emergency plan was to have a small Cessna plane fly around. So the plane was just in the midst of taking off as Jack and Ali were walking down the strip. Well, the plane didn't see the two, and the wing of the plane beheaded Jack Black. Bad luck for Jack Black, imo (imo stands for in my opinion). But we were all glad to have Ali back.

And lastly, the dream that I references awhile ago. So I was on a special BYU police force, and I got sent to intercept this pilgrimage of beautiful young women in a volcano cult. They were trying to get up into a volcanic mountain. We got there right as they were about to go up into the mountain, and we stopped them from going up. We were to detain them until we could get more help. As we were waiting, these beautiful women kept trying to get us to go up with them, promising us salvation. It was tempting! The trail looked mysterious with a faint red glow at the end where the trail went out of sight... It was really tempting to see what they were talking about. In real life, I have a co-worker named Zack. He was in my dream, and was with me on the BYU police force. He actually broke down and listened to the women and went up to into the mountain with 2 of them. I remember thinking that he was probably going to get sacrificed and thrown into the volcano. So, as we were waiting, these midgets showed up. The were dressed as small bushes, and when they stood still, they became invisible. They also were holding small, Roman broadswords. The midgets surrounded us, menacing us with their broadswords. Then, their master, the high priest of the volcano cult came. He was made of parchment paper with old language written on it. His shape was that of a gingerbread man. He too, would disappear if he stood still. So, all these midgets surrounded us with their swords. All of a sudden, out of a hedge rushed a line of full-geared Navy SEALS. A fight ensued with the midgets poking everyone with their swords. Then the SEALS got the situation under control and I woke up. The end.