We went on a date.

Ha, I love how you can always tell when I’ve run out of homework, projects, and exams. That’s when my posts appear.

But yeah, in October, we went on a date to Cuyahoga Valley National Park.

And it was beauutiful!!!

Someone was having their wedding there in the woods along the cliffs, and a violinist was playing during our time there. It was perty. Of all instruments, it seems like the wilderness is most accepting of violins. It just works.

So we got to see a cave! And squirrels! And chipmunks! And pedestrians! And a humongous cliff!

Tim has been really into Assassin’s  Creed lately, and proceeded to do that huge  jump that assassin dude always does off of tall buildings, off of this rock.

If there’s one redeemable thing about moving up to Kent, it’s being near the Cuyahoga Valley.  I always feel the urge to come up here. It’s so reminiscent of our West Virginia adventures, but less mountainy. Oh, and no bears sadly : (

We also went to The Arctic Squirrel, an ice cream shop in downtown Kent. However, I didn’t capture any of its magnificence because I was lost in my pumpkin ice cream.

So yeah. Nothing monumental. But it was nice!

I’m off to get through my last day of school, and work, before I can start making snickerdoodles and pumpkin pie : ) Have a great Thanksgiving, we’ll see you around soon!

-Shelby

Whoopie Pies should be called Mmm Pies. (Picture Heavy)

Ahh, the long awaited Whoopie Pie post. Unfortunately these have been gobbled up by now, since I’m pretty sure I made them a month ago. But golly gracious they were amazing while they lasted. I used this gluten-free recipe from Gluten Free Canteen. Super simple. Super quick. And if you don’t feel up to eating the gluten free kind (it tastes just like normal cake thahnk yahou vahhry mahch) I’m sure it could be substituted with another Betty Crocker mix that’s chock full of gluten!!! I also bet, that you could take vanilla cake mix, add in some pumpkin and spice, and have yourself a Pumpkin Whoopie Pie….But that’s just me!

So you follow the instructions, mix it all up, plop it on the pan, blah blah blah, and then put it in the oven for maybe 8-10 minutes, depending on how big they are.

Speaking of, I really recommend not making them as huge as I did, it was a lot of whoopie pie to try and shove in your mouth, along with all the icing.

Make the frosting while the whoopies are cookin’. The recipe calls for icing and Marshmallow Fluff, and as yummy as it was, if you want the icing to go on easier, I recommend just using the icing. Also, before you put the icing on the whoopies, let it set up in the ‘fridge for a little while. I was like, supa’ desperate to try them as soon as they came out of the oven, so I smeared it on, and, as a result, got it all over myself. It was kinda melty. So, as a safety precaution, resist your indulgence and put it in the ‘fridge.

Oh snap! They’re done! Pull ’em out, let them cool for a few minutes, and (if you remembered to grease the pan) they’ll come right off, no sticky mess!

You don’t have to just put the icing on it, we also used a peanut butter frosting Tim made months ago, and just plain ol’ peanut butter :) Ice cream would be incredible with this, especially since the pies hold up so well. They’re very sturdy.

Ta da!!!! So yummy. And what a lovely picture of Tim’s feet.

What will the verdict be?

A happy husband. Success!!! 

I can’t wait to make these again and take them to social gatherings. Boo yah. Shelby can’t make Mac n’ Cheese, but I can make this.  See it. Eat it. Believe it.

I realize my pictures suck. I want to make them better. However I am a poor little college student. If anyone has any suggestions on how to make my images better, how to edit them, or what cameras I should look into for better image quality, I would so appreciate it!

I’m making a skirt as well! I’ll post pictures later this week, once I’m able to get it on a mannequin : ) Have an Autumny week!

-Shelby

11 Things I love About Being Married.

1. There’s always someone to help me decide what to wear, and what not to wear.

That is definitely a good thing.

2. We try new things together, whether good or bad, yummy or nasty, fun or scary.

3. Playing Gameboy is more fun with two than one.

4. Grocery shopping is da bomb  an adventure, not a chore.

5. Coming home to each other every day, especially after walking all the way to campus and taking an icky math test.

6. Having someone to listen to you babble about freak dream you had at three in the morning and not immediately take you to the psych ward. That is love right there.

7. You always have someone to talk to when it’s 6 in the morning and you’ve been up since 3 and you haven’t exactly slept like a baby.

8. You have an excuse to bake yummy things all the time. Gluten-free yummy things. That make your spouse brag about you at work.  Even when things are burnt.                                                                           

9. I always miss him, regardless if we’ve spent every waking moment with each other for a month.

10. We grow together in maturity, faith, and love.

11. Even when we’re at our lowest, we are able to see each other for our highest.

Gushy enough for ya? :D

Fashion Visuals in an hour. See ya later gators.

-Shelby

Hawk Nelson n’ Stuff

So on Sunday, we went to Rock the Park in Louisville, and it was sorta kinda awesome.

Lessee’, there was this comedian, Eric Johnson, who Tim felt kept ripping off of Tim Hawkins.

Sad.

He reminds me of a NASCAR driver.

The opening band was called Oh, Tear the Veil.

They’re very new to the scene, but actually really good.

They were pretty hard-core, and I’m pretty sure their website said their lead screamer is a 12 year old?

Awesome stuff.

Unfortunately, like, noone was getting into it at all.

Except for the Pizza Man.

Free Advertising for Romeo’s Pizza!

I wish I could have caught him when he was actually headbanging. Here, he’s just jumping around. The headbanging was much cooler.

ANYWAY,

Next was Chasing Chariots.

Which were, like, the total opposite of Oh, Tear the Veil. They were toned down, but reflective and easy to listen to. Their drummer was supa’ awesome. In their last song the guitarist got up and took over the drumset while he got up and started banging on this big bass drum, like in marching band. There was even a tambourine involved. At the end of the song, he hit the drum so hard he knocked it over and then just walked off stage.

He’s definitely got the cool factor goin’ on there.

That’s them.

I love my shoes :)
and this cutie pants, even though he doesn’t like pictures :P

oh yeah, and me.

I don’t know why everyone thinks this makeup looks weird.

I fink it looks pertyful.

Makeups is art for mee!!

Back to Shine Bright Baby.

Kay I loved seeing Hawk Nelson, it was awesome. But I really really like these guys. Maybe because they’re the closest I’ll ever get to seeing Paramore.

But they’re better than Paramore. They’re faith-based and Emily (lead singer) is not nearly as glorified as Hayley (Paramore’s Lead Singer) is.  Plus they radiate just as much energy in their concerts.

They must have been pretty darn good ’cause I’m still humming their songs, and at the concert I so wanted to get up and jump.

They sounded even awesomer in concert, hands down.

Finally, Hawk Nelson : )

After waiting a supa long time and bracing ourselves for a huge storm that never came, the fun really started.

Jason Dunn would NOT stop moving around!!!

Of course, all of my concert pictures seem to look like this. Maybe it’s just me.

Or maybe it’s just the camera. >:P

Hawk Nelson was awesome. They had so much energy. Plus they were nice to Shelby and played her favorite oldies but goodies. Especially Bring Em’ Out.

Which, if you didn’t know, was in the movie Yours, Mine, and Ours.

Awesomeness. : )

The whole thing was awesome, but now I’m paying for it, cause I still ache a bunchness.

I did a lot of arm pumping and jumping.

And singing. Can’t forget singing.

My hair has grown out so much that I can swing it around and hit people again.

Fun x a bazillion : D

I hope you appreciate all the picture happiness.

More pictures and adventures to come!!

-Shelby

Things You May Have Missed

-Um, we moved. I’ve had quite a few people ask us if we had plans to move and/or if we’ve found a place in town, and the answer is, we moved awhile ago, lovelies. We’ve been in Kent for 3 weeks now, if you need our new address, feel free to e-mail me via Facebook-ness.

I can’t cook. Proof? I burnt a waffle. In a toaster. However, I did make some lovely gluten-free pizza on my own the other night, and we’re still alive, so maybe I’m not as bad as I think I am. We’ll work on that.

I am eating gluten-free now. Ah, yes, I have jumped on the proverbial band-wagon, and am now joining my husband in the terrible plight against gluten intolerancy, and well, Celiac Disease too, though he doesn’t have that. But similar.

Living close to home isn’t as much of a drag as you think. Some days I start doubting my choice of college, just because we want to visit our families so much, and it’s very hard to do so when you live 2+ hours away. Do yourself a favor and stay closer to home. Think of it this way: Free Laundry and lower food plan bills.

Tim’s new job is wonderfully strange, but in a good way. He actually doesn’t have to work in an icky call-center as previously thought, but gets to listen and grade all the calls the call-center peeps make, and he loves it. There also seems to be a lot of great opportunities to come later on with this job. We’re trying not to get too hopeful too soon, but it’s hard. God has worked things out so perfectly for us, it’s so difficult not to hope for the best : ) All in all, I love it that he comes home happy every day, and not bogged down and upset.  Happy Husband=Happy Wife. ‘Nuff said.

I am slowly but surely conquering my fear of highway driving. It’s a slow conquering. Lemme tell ya. But I’m getting better about it. Except for the day I went to pick Tim up from work, in the pouring rain, in rush hour, and ya know, almost died. Not my fault of course, let’s just blame it on the rain, the faulty road design, and being boxed in by a semi-truck. Yeeahhhh…. I may never drive him to work again. I’d walk or ride the bus again, and we ALL want to hear THAT story. dun Dun DUUUUNNN!!!!

I have taken up couponing! Ah yes, the art of couponing. Well, I suck at it, and a lot of times I get coupons thinking we can use it and we can’t, but I’m learning.

Toys “R” Us is for adults too, apparently, not just kids….??? Tim and I walked in there to find a present for his cousin, and man, you’d think the place would be swarming with kids, right?? Not right. We saw more adults than kids in there, just perusin’ the aisles. Alone. Okay okay, I know what you’re thinking. They’re just getting gifts for the kid or something while they’re at school or something. Uh, uh. These were middle aged men, kay? Kay. I guess it didn’t help matters that they had a whole section dedicated to X-Box games. And since when does a “kids” store sell movies over the rating of PG? I saw some PG-13 movies in there man and hmhmhm….I’m not sure they should be there………….

Also, whoever invented that hamster thing that’s supposed to talk back to you as you talk to it? Horrible idea. Considering it mocks you with its high pitched voice.

Don’t believe me?

Go to Toys “R” Us and we’ll discuss it over a 7Up or something.

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And I know, you’re probably thinking, “Well, they’re adults meandering around Toys “R” Us!!” Yeah. Not the same.

We’re children at heart.

According to the government, my last name is Driver. According to the mailman, my last  name is still Greashaber. I am still waiting for the mailman to bring me that cute little card that has my social security card number the last name Driver slapped on it next to Shelby. Maybe to the government AND the mailman I’m still Shelby Greashaber.

What do they know?!! I’m a wonderful driver!!!

*buh bum ching!!!!*

You can still call me Shelby Driver, however.

I start school on the 29th of August. After a three -day weekend on campus with a bunch of hooligans doing what hooligans do. (I’m not excited about this at all by the way). Has anyone else seen the itinerary for Welcome Weekend? Who the heck picked “Bridesmaids” as the flick of the weekend?? And why, honestly, why fireworks?

I know, I know, it’s primarily designed for on-campus students to have one last hurrah before school starts, but man, I just want to skip the hurrah and start school.

Maybe I’m just a fuddy-duddy.

Probably.

Hope the recap helped, I’ll leave you now with cuteness overload.

See you Friday : )

-Shelby

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Living the Married Life, Part 2

Honestly? Getting married has been the most productive thing I’ve done this summer. Why? Because Living the Married Life has caused me to get up and go to bed at a regular bedtime, to eat healthier, and spend each day doing something worth doing. Such as:

-Eating Chex Cereal every morning (amazing), and e-mailing the company to tell  them how much I love it in hopes of achieving coupon goodness and, frankly, better mail than what we’ve been getting.

-After eating my Chex and two espisodes of Foster’s Home for Imaginary Friends, I mix the Cinnamon Cheerios with Raspberry Yogurt and peruse the job listings and coupon websites.

Which by the way, I got an interview at Macy’s Department Stores. Why yes, I am doing the happy dance as I type this.

And yes, I have taken up couponing. More than that later this week.

-Anywhoms, I spend the rest of the day doing other productive things, like laundry, dishes, wandering around campus, learning how to use a copy machine and my Flashcard, as well as organizing all of our stuff, writing thank you cards, researching for too many hours,   admiring Tim’s snake, Elle who does absolutely nothing all day long, and listening to our foreign neighbors move in and yell in some language at each other.

Rest assured, even with all that excitement, the fun really starts when Tim gets home. 

-He brings home exciting mail, like grocery ads for the Drug Mart, Marc’s Grocery Store, The Acme Grocery Store, and countless ads for restaurants covered, fried, and sizzling with gluten. Some days (most of them) we don’t get any mail at all, but on really special days, we’ll get some mail from the insurance agency, or our electric bill.

-We can sit for hours and play the Gameboy Advances I brought from home, along with my stash of games. We were at a Gamestop the other day, and a sign was posted saying any Gameboy or GBA game made before the Nintendo DS is now officially a collectible. My family happens to own the Original Purple Gameboy Color and the first Gameboy ever made. Boy, aren’t we awesome and vintage-y? I felt special.

What’s really sad is that some of you reading this, probably don’t even know what the original Gameboy looked like. 

*slaps forehead*

Our game staples right now are anything labeled with Pokemon or covered in Hamster cuteness. Tim’s happens to be Pokemon Sapphire, mine is Hamtaro: Ham Ham Heartbreak. I know.

He sits through my chick-flicks, I sit through his Star Trek. Which, I must admit, I actually enjoy. Kirk Out.

We  He goes on new adventures with Assassin’s Creed and sets out for long, and sometimes difficult, treks around the gluten free restraints. The first week we were home, he planned all of these really wonderful dinners, but each never worked out the way he planned, due to the lack of gluten, and well, simply, our kitchen sucks. We took a breather from that this week, and it was just as yummy. He makes my tummy happy : )

Side-note: Eating gluten-free doesn’t suck as much as you probably think.It’s actually quite yummy, and I’ve felt a big difference after losing all the breading and fried stuff from my diet.

-Finally, after accomplishing our extensive list of to-dos and Shelby’s nightly visit to the ice cream carton in the freezer, we settle in for our nightly devotional and another night of gazing at the orange security beacon outside our windows.

Our Puffkins occupying our window sill keep us company as we lull ourselves to sleep to the dullish beat of our neighbors techno music.

What a wonderful life : )

The End.

-Shelby

P.S. I’m sorry for the extreme lacking of pictures. I have not ventured to figure out how to make my camera work on this computer, nor do I think I have the right cord. More to come!