Post One: Introductions.

Jessica:  A twenty-six year old Anthropology grad from the Pennsylvania State University who has never, not once, except while trying to impress during Bones, used any portion of her degree.  Originally from Western PA, she loves her Primantis, her Stillers, her Pens, and her Nittany Lions.  Does not take kindly to losing at any sort of competition (which has caused her to be banned from completing jig-saw puzzles, playing miniture golf, driving go-karts, or mentioning the game Connect Four) or being criticized for her erratic driving.  Cannot live without her pink BlackBerry.  Enjoys reading, writing, her dogs, and experimenting in the kitchen.  Would cease to exist without cheese.

David:  A twenty-seven year old Health and Human Development grad from the Pennsylvania State University who used his degree (to become a teacher), but he hated that; then he used his degree (to become the Director of a childhood learning center), but it closed; then he used his degree (to become director of a childhood development center), but he hated that; now he sells cars and is happy as a clam.  Originally from Eastern PA, he loves his Pat's, his Eagles, his Phillies, and his Nittany Lions.  Does not take kindly to losing the remote control to Jessica (as this generally results in either episodes of The Tudors or the movie version of Pride and Prejudice) or being criticized for his failures in the kitchen.  Cannot live without his Android.  Enjoys harassing Cobain and Morrison, watching Doctor Who, and experimenting with drinks (newest development: the 'Sonic').  Would cease to exist without soup.

Morrison and Cobain:  A three year old and year-and-a-half old set of Shih-Chon puppies with the same parents.  They enjoy barking at anything that moves, stealing their treats from impossible places, and any chew toy shaped like a bee.  Morrison hates vacuums and being accidentally locked outside; Cobain hates anything that walks past the house, large dogs, small dogs, children of all ages, losing her squeaky bee, and being quiet.

Welcome to our noisy, confusing, cluttered and entirely over-the-top existence.  Nothing is every normal; we seem to attract chaos like pollen attracts bees.  We've just recently returned to the cycle of everyday life after a week in Cancun, MX with my (Jessica's) family, but I'm embarrassed to admit that after two weeks back, the laundry still isn't finished and there are still bathing suits "hanging to dry" in our spare bathroom.

I love to write, and Dave rarely has the time, so most of the posts on this blog will be written by me.  Believe me, when Dave decides to contribute, you'll know.

So it's getting toward the end of the workday now (thirteen more minutes!), which means the endless "what should we have for dinner" conversation is currently running on my phone.  Dave's not feeling well tonight, so he's just suggested we have a fry-up for dinner.  A fry-up is something I introduced all of my friends to back in college.  It's essentially the best way to recharge and lose the crappy tummy after too much drinking and usually involves eating the greasiest, fry-iest, nastiest breakfast foods possible... and then suddenly, magically, the stomachache goes away.  I'm not feeling it, so I think we've decided to settle on grilled cheese and tomato soup.  I know, not exactly exciting, but after last night's culinary accomplishments (brie and apple crepes, potato and leek soup, and a mesclun salad with white balsamic vinaigrette) I think we deserve a night off.  This always happens on Wednesday/Thursday, because I get all inspired by Top Chef.  And since Dave's got an early day tonight (9-6) we get a chance to actually hang out.  Last week he worked nearly a full week of bell-to-bell's (9-9) and I thought I was gonna go insane.  I ate wayyy to much Vegetarian Vegetable soup as a result.

So that's that I suppose.  Hopefully some of the craziness that generally accompanies my life will amuse and entertain you - and I'll be adding recipes and assorted other things that you might be able to use, so it won't ALL be my random ramblings about life at the beach.