Wednesday, February 20, 2013


There have been a few changes made to the Best Friend Zone.  It is now much more complete, and not to mention kick-a.  But before I share the final product, let me first show you Hayleigh's attempt:

Unfortunately it wasn't very accurate at the time.
Which brings us to the new and improved Souder edition:

Uuuuummmmm . . . YES.
And now I am pleased to welcome our newest member:  Kevin Souder.  Welcome to the Best Friend Zone, buddy!

Also, he's the only one who made an effort to include our husbands.  We should be ashamed.

Monday, February 18, 2013

Best Friend Zone.

This is a serious matter that has been addressed once or twice on the greatest discussion board of our generation:  Facebook.  The topic is the Best Friend Zone.

This is Kevin Souder.  We call him Souder.

Cutie pie, hah?  And ladies check out that smile!
He is my newest friend, introduced to me by my best friend, this girl.

Hayleigh.  She's obviously the koolest girl in the world, aside from the fact that she avoided coming to see me this weekend, even though I was in town.  Probably cause she didn't wanna give me back my Spiderman shirt.
Well, the Best Friend Zone is a sensitive subject, and something that is not to be taken lightly.  Hayleigh has recently welcomed him in, but I'm still not sold.  I have, however, made a chart.

Blue represents the Best Friend Zone
You will note a couple of details.  First, you will notice that Hayleigh and I are photographed to the right of my head.  Been in the Best Friend Zone since we were 14.  Booyah.  Second, those earrings I'm wearing:  Oh thank you, best friend!  Third, the serious look on my face.  This is not a joke.  Fourth, the circles.  Cassie and Hayleigh = Best Friend Zone.  Hayleigh and Souder = Best Friend Zone.  While Cassie and Souder have not made it there yet, you will notice that the circles are still moving.  (Arrows indicate direction of movement.)  One day, Souder.  Don't give up.  We'll get there.  Until that day, quit trying to steal my best friend.

Chart Master

P.S.  The fact that Hayleigh and Souder's Best Friend Zone is bigger than Cassie and Hayleigh's is a completely inaccurate depiction.  So let that go.

Thursday, February 7, 2013


This is important.  As some of you may know, going to space is my biggest non-spiritual dream.  (Although, I want it so bad you might consider it a little spiritual.)  Axe has a competition going on right now where they will send 10 people to space camp in Florida (2 with the highest number of votes, and 8 selected by other means at a later date), then one person will be randomly selected out of those 10 to go to actual space.  SPACE.  SPACE!  Pleeeease oh please will you help me win this?  I need votes.  So go here and click vote.  That's it.  You're wonderful people.  Thank you!

Now on to the normal stuff.

Steven and I are eating healthy!!!  No really.  We're doing pretty dang well, except today I realized I'm actually going through a bit of a withdrawal.  Don't tell Steven - oh hey honey - but this is killing me.  I just wanna eat what I wanna eat and have no consequences!  It's not that I don't enjoy the healthy food -- cause I do.  It's the not eating junk food that I have a problem with.  Steven, on the other hand, has a problem with it all.  Poor guy.  He just doesn't like anything really healthy.  He doesn't even like cantaloupe!  The other night we had cantaloupe with a little greek yogurt drizzled over it as a side dish. To me it was almost like dessert!  But not to him.  That big baby treated it like I was shoving broccoli and carrots down his throat!  He said it was disgusting, and that's weird.

It was delicious!

His name is Inigo Montoya.

 He was happy when I told him he didn't have to act happy for the picture.

And then there was today.  We're off the subject of food, now.  I don't remember what I did - probably nothing - but Steven felt the desire to "punish" me.  I ran and locked myself in the bathroom.  Then I came out cause I felt safe.  Well, he grabbed me, opened the freezer, and pulled out a freaking SNOWBALL!!  Are you kidding me?!  A snowball.  And he rubbed it on my face and made a mess on my kitchen floor!  It was pure madness.

It was a lot worse than it looks.  Most of it must have melted on my hot-hot face.

Where he kept it.  Sneaky devil.
Other than that this has been a good day.  :)  Steven went to the doctor to get checked out, today.  My classes are awesome.  I met with my science group this morning (minus one) . . . I have a kool group.  Fancy Jan (I think of it like "yawn") - he's from Germany - and funny, awesome Ricardo who kind of reminds me of Steven.  (I know his name is Ricardo, but he seems about as Mexican as my adorable, fake Mexican hub.  But I don't know.  I haven't asked if he speaks espaƱol.)  And then I went to my Book of Mormon class where I learned the difference between the merits, mercy, and grace of God.  Aaaand, what else . . . Oh yeah.  I signed up to win a trip to space!  VOTE FOR ME!

Also, it turns out I used the term "deep-seeded" incorrectly, being that "deep-seeded" is actually not a term at all.  It is "deep-SEATED".  But it's a common mistake so get off my back.