Looks pretty delicious right? That's what I thought. I bought one of these to eat on Tuesday before work but I was unable to eat it. So I decided to save it and try to reheat it for breakfast on Thursday. I stuck it in the microwave and set the timer for 1:00 and continued getting ready for the day since I was already running late. Well about 9 minutes later I walk out into the kitchen to find a cloud of thick gray smoke coming from the microwave, which had 1:30 left on the timer. My cinnamon melt was charred black. I hurriedly tried to take the black mess outside because it was still producing large quantities of smoke. The smoke quickly began to fill up the kitchen and the living room. It stung my throat and my eyes terribly. I turned on the fan over the stove and opened up the windows and the door. I attempted to waft out some of the smoke praying that the smoke detector wouldn't go off since my roommates were all asleep. I got some smoke out and then had to leave to work for which I was already 10 minutes late. As I get in my car and I can smell the smoke clinging to me so I roll down the windows hoping that the wind will lessen the smell. I asked the Dietitian I work with if she could smell the smoke on me and she couldn't. But shortly after another employee walked by and asked, "Who burnt some toast?" The smell was terrible and made me sick all morning. During my lunch break I had to go home and change and wash my hair to get rid of the smell. Lesson learned: don't attempt to reheat fast food.
Here we are freezing & yes that is a trash bag poncho - you do what you gotta do.
Hiding out under the bridge so we could take a break from the rain - yes Chris and I are sporting ponchos.
So this past weekend I had the honored privilege of attending the Midnight Yell. This is a big pep rally or sorts that happens at midnight at A&M the night before home games. I have heard of these traditions from the Houghton's but wasn't able to experience any of them until now. I was warned that after attending Yell Practice I would think A&M was a cult - not quite but they definitely are dedicated fans. I had a friend who was also a midnight yell newbie and a fellow BYU Alum. We both agreed that something like this would never fly at BYU. I found this explanation of Yell Practice online and thought I'd share in this intriguing tradition. I did not participate in all the traditions that are talked about - you'll know which one I'm talking about.
Yell Practice began as a post dinner activity in 1913, when different corps companies would gather together to "learn heartily the old time pep." However, it was not until 1931, that Yell Practice as is known today, was held before the t.u. game. It began, when a group of cadets were gathered in Peanut Owen's dorm room in Puryear Hall. Someone suggested that all of the freshmen should fall out and meet on the steps of the YMCA building at midnight. The cadets notified senior yell leaders Horsefly Berryhill and Two Gun Herman from Sherman, who could not authorize it, but said that they may just show up. Well, needless to say, the word spread quickly, and when the freshmen began to arrive, there were railroad flares and torpedoes stuck in flower pots around the YMCA building to light the area. The first Midnight Yell had begun!!!
Today, Midnight Yell is held the night before a home game in Kyle Field and at the Grove on Thursday nights before away games. Also for away games, a site is designated for a Midnight Yell in the city of our opponent on the night before the game. For example, for the t.u. game, it is held at the Texas Capitol in Austin. For a yell at Kyle Field, yell leaders lead the Fightin' Texas Aggie Band and the Twelfth Man into the stadium. The yell leaders lead the crowd in old army yells, the singing of the fight song, and tell fables of how the Aggies are going to beat the everlivin' hell out of our opponent for the next day. Lastly, the lights go out, and Aggies kiss their dates. If they don't have a date, all they have to do is flick their Bicks. As the story goes, the flames make it easier for two dateless people to find each other, and maybe they won't be dateless anymore!
The purpose of Midnight Yell is to pump up the Twelfth Man for the next day's big game!
So this past weekend I was graciously invited to join the lovely singles of College Station on a camping/lake trip. We left Friday morning and spent Friday and Saturday at the lake. There were 2 boats, good people, food, and wakeboarding.
I'm not sure who said "less is more" but they obviously weren't a Mullen. These are the pictures of my car as it was packed to move me from Utah to Texas. The thing is this is after we had taken some stuff out that I needed for my short stay in El Paso. 
