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I enjoyed some fantastic home made sushi this weekend. My friend Emily had a dinner party at her place where we all chipped in and made sushi. It was delicious! I've always wanted to make my own sushi, and now I know how. I tried to document this thoroughly so I can remember the steps. You first have to lay down soy paper or rice and start patting it into a rectangle. You should only have 3 items in your sushi roll or else your taste buds will become overwhelmed. Once you have everything laid out you start rolling it in the bamboo mat. My first ever sushi roll! I was so proud of myself and everyone laughed at how many pictures I took during this process! Here's us slicing our rolls! My roll is the one on the right - the less perfect roll. Brian's master piece is on the left. Emily at one point couldn't handle the stress in the kitchen. Don't worry, we got the knife away before anything happened. A huge thanks to Mark & Rendy for bringing the soy paper, cookin

* UPDATE - So you can all cool your Japanese jets (Stacy), I've finally added the pictures* And so begins the theme song to my 4th of July adventure –Your Ex-Lover is Dead, by Stars. For the 4th of July, I headed south and east to Blanding with my friend Nicole. Nicole grew up in Blanding and a lot of her family still lives there. We left Thursday night and began the 5 hour drive around 7:00 pm. Nicole brought along her dog Bella, an imperial shitzu, which translates to “a pain in the ass”. Picture a chicken nugget with legs – this is Nicole’s dog. Now Bella isn’t disobedient, she just hates me and I hate her. Bella loves to bark and when she barks, she spits – I refer to it as sparking. I was sparked on all weekend – not my favorite thing. Well, Nicole and I finally arrived in Blanding around midnight and the town was alive and buzzing. Every 3rd of July they start a softball game that lasts until 3 or 4 am. Nicole and I didn’t play, but the entire town was there, it was great.

A few of my friends know about a complex of mine. I've always been aware and ashamed of my small hands. I'm 5' 8" and have the hands of a small child. I can barely hold a basketball, I drop things all the time and most winter gloves are too big for me. Well, a friend of mine, Emily, became friends with a kid who I knew from school. We were never friends, but just knew each other since elementary and through high school. This kid and I have never even had a real conversation. When Emily and I discovered this little fact, Emily asked the kid if he remembered me and he was reponse was "Isn't she the girl with small hands?" Emily just laughed and said "Why yes, yes she is." Emily knows very well about this complex and couldnt' wait to tell me what had happened. We decided to take pictures to show just how petite my hands are. The photos will be up soon, and once they are, you'll finally see just how small they are.