9.15.2008

Live to tell

Anyone that has been to our condo has seen the very shady quickee mart right next to our condo complex. Is that what you'd call it? Apartment complex...condo complex...it works. Anyway, in the little over a year that we've lived here, I have never been to it. On purpose. It has bars on the windows, and it looks like the kind of place that really might need them. That doesn't say much for where we live, but what can you expect from Ogden, Utah? This city doesn't have a very good reputation. But hey, it's better than West Valley, right? Ok, non-Utahns are not getting my story, so I'll get to the point.

Anyway, I decided to make some mint chocolate chip brownies cause I'm a bit bored (Matt has been gone since maybe before six am [not really sure, I was still sleeeeeeping], and it's almost 10pm). I mixed up everything, then realized I had no eggs. I thought about seeing how brownies would turn out without the one, lone egg, but decided the potential of these brownies was far too yummy to waste. I once heard that mixes (cake, brownie, etc.) would be able to include the egg, and all you'd have to do was put in the water, but people wanted to feel like they were really making it, so the cake companies left the egg out. I did not appreciate that tonight. I knew the whole time that I could just walk next door, but that is something I avoided at all costs. It's ok to send Matt over three times in like 10 minutes (been there, done that), but it's not ok for me to go one time. I could get raped, shot, groped! Maybe groping is too much in the same category as rape. I could wait for Matt to get some on the way home since it's not like he has done enough today. But I decided my brownies were the most important thing, by far ranking over my chastity.

So I found one dollar in my wallet and knew I'd find another dollar on the floor of my closet. I see that dollar every day and think to myself, "I should pick that up sometime. It could be helpful." And you know what? It really was. Kinda.

I journeyed next door, found my eggs, and realized I was about 45 cents short. Really? Eggs are that much? Yes, that's the reason I prayed that Bob Barker wouldn't call me on down when we were at The Price is Right. So I had to leave. I could've chosen not to go back, but I was brave.

I went back. I conquered. I baked.

11 comments:

Pierce and Stacy said...

I like it when you write stories about your life. You are too funny. Good post! So, how did the brownies turn out? I'm very proud of you for going over there TWICE.

Natalie said...

Hey. As a native West Valley-an I feel compelled to defend my hometown. Okay... there's really nothing to defend. It's ghetto. But at least I have "cultural experience!" ;)

Big Z said...

Hey it was on the news that the
O-G-Den has lowered its crime rate.
You were as safe as an alter boy in a room full of priests.

Dana said...

so i laughed SO HARD at this because, YES i HAVE braved this place!! haha we call it "beer mart" or "habeeb's" (i'm not sure why...) anyways, i think i had my keys spread out in between my fingers the WHOLE time i was in there...(went to get greg coke and crackers when we was puking his guts out...on a sunday...thanks greg, breaking the sabbath AND getting stabbed at the same time...) ah, good memories!! hahaha hope the brownies turned out? they better have with eggs costing over two bucks... haha

Ashley, Jesse and Ryker Smith said...

Kari... you make me laugh. I liked the part about Bob Barker and The Price is Right.
I'm glad that all worked out and I hope your Brownies were worth the scary TWO trips there.

Steph said...

Who knew that baking brownies would make this interesting of a story. LOL You make me laugh!

mommy dearest said...

Ahhhh, what we women will do for Chocolate! You guys should remember that!!!

Chelsi said...

i love you.

Jared said...

Way to go. Now that you have braved it, we can go over there all the time now. I've always wanted to.

Kate Coveny Hood said...

That egg thing happens to me all the time. Then a supermom friend of mine wrote a blog post about what you can use as a substitute for eggs when finding yourself in this situation. Sadly - all of the substitutes were items less likely to be found in my kitchen than than actual eggs. Now if you could substitute other staples of mine like butter or soda (I seem to ALWAYS these on hand), then that article would be a lot more useful.

The Bryger Family said...

You are my hero. I lived in Denver for 1 year and was to afraid to venture to the market down the street without the security of my hubby. Way to be brave! Hope the brownies were yummy.

Kasey