Monday, April 12, 2010

How does your garden grow?

Fun things have been happening at the the Bracken house lately.  A few weekends ago Jen, Danielle and I got together to make another cake for our coworker Aimee that was moving to Tennessee.  She was the wonderful lady that introduced us to the marshmallow fondant and it seemed right to make her a cake to send her off.  Plus we really wanted to eat some cake.  As usual there were a few snags in the process.  Namely me managing to mess up a white cake from the box.  I don't know what happened but my 9" round cakes were about half the size of Jen's.  We pressed on and the cake ended up being a bit special but still tasted delicious.  I'll hopefully find the pictures I took of it to share next week. 
 
After making the cake, I got to take some of our young women down to the conference center for the General Young Womens Meeting.  The meeting was fantastic and our girls were pretty well behaved.  I'm not quite sure it was worth the 2 hours of driving to sit in the 90 minute meeting but I'm sure a lot of the girls loved it.  Next year I'm voting to do a PJ party at one of our houses to watch it on satellite.
 
The next week I was able to successfully install a new project at work and a successful install means my 5 days of coverage was cut into 4 days and a partial day.  It worked out nicely since Friday Jake and I had a show down in SLC scheduled.  We played at the Vertical Diner in SLC.  It's a Vegetarian and Vegan restaurant.  When Jake had initially booked it he told me it was a hippie restaurant which made me a little bit nervous but it's a really awesome place and we had a great time playing there.  I hope we get to go back soon.
 
As for Shad the majority of his spare time has been spent getting our garden ready to plant in.  Here's kind of what our garden looked like last year (after the random garbage left by the previous owners was removed).  Just look past Jake and I.
 

Notice the nothingness in that nice fenced off area in our back yard?  Yeah we did too, it was just low on our priority list for things to do with the house.  We pretty much just planted plants in the mounds of soil left by the previous owners garden boxes and called it good.  The garden last year was kind of successful.  Most of the plants grew and produced fruits and veggies.  Pretty much all of them except the ones that I wanted to grow and produce things.  We had a couple pumpkins that got off to a good start and were then consumed by mold (which we've heard of is almost impossible but whatever).  The peppers we planted didn't really get watered by the drip system so they grew maybe 5 peppers all year.  The squash (gross!), peas, beans and tomatoes (double gross), all produced a lot which was a little bittersweet since I wanted nothing to do with most of them and left that responsibility up to Shad (read: we threw away a bunch of veggies last year). 
 
This year the garden had made it up to the top of our list.  So that's where Shad has been for he past few weeks.  He's been building garden boxes (we figured out a way to make vinyl garden boxes for $25 each which is a total steal compared to paying $100 for one from the fence company).  Digging, running sprinklers and tilling soil and putting down ground cover to keep the weeds down (we have awesome secondary water which is nice but brings all sorts of weed seeds with it.)  It's pretty close to being done.  My raspberry,blackberry and strawberry plants came on Saturday which means I spent a few hours planting those in the boxes that were ready to go.  I can't wait to see if I can get some good things to grow that I will actually use when they're ready.  Wish me luck.
 
 

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

We're Really All the Same

So I have the pleasure of working with two lovely lady process engineers named Danielle and Jen.  They're both young engineers just like me so they're the first people I turn to when I need to vent or when something frustrating happens at work.  Jen is originally from Ohio and I'm sure you recognize her from a bunch of my other blogs about our trips.  Danielle is from Utah I've also blogged about her a few times as well.  They are easily my best friends up here in Ogden.  In 2008 we even took a trip to the Grand Canyon together since none of us have been.  I think that was the best organized and easiest camping trips I have ever been on.  Here's a picture of us on that trip.

 
As you can see, we all look pretty similar.  We're all younger ladies.  We're all kind of tall (I'm the shortest at 5'9").  We all have brown hair and lighter colored eyes.  We're all on the skinnier side.  We're all white.  And to top off the look alike contest, we all wear the same uniform to work everyday. 
 
You can imagine we get mixed up at work quite often.  We've finally come to the conclusion that we really are the same person to everyone else here (except our other fellow lady engineer Carolina - She also has darker hair too but she's originally from Columbia and a mechanical engineer so it's harder for her to be thrown into the mix though it does happen sometimes).  We've hypothesized different ideas why it's so hard to tell us apart for our coworkers.  1)  They're always just looking at our chest (ignoring the name embroidered on our uniforms) and thus can't tell the difference.  2)  They never see us in the same room together since we typically are working on different things so we really might just be the same person (one amazing person at that!).  3)  Remembering names are hard (especailly when said person literally wears their name around on thier shirt all day).
 
Regardless of why it happens, it makes for some pretty funny conversations.  Like one I had this morning with a team leader.  The team leader saw me walking in the hallway and stopped my by saying
 
"Hey, I was just bragging about you and what a good job you're doing." 
 
Cue my first skeptical thought since I haven't talked to said team leader in a good 3 weeks but maybe I've done something for him without knowing.  I respond with a,
 
"That's good, what did I do?"
 
"Oh I was just telling you manager how great it was that you went through my board (as in status board) with me and asked some good questions."
 
"That's great
 
By this time I'm certain he doesn't really mean me but after having this happen so many times, I've learned it's just easier to play along for now then relay the information back to the person that really needs it.
 
I figured it out a few hours later by asking both Jen and Danielle if they had talked to the team leader recently.  Danielle and Carolina had last week so I relayed to good news to them.  I can't help but wonder now if he thought I was Danielle or Carolina though.  Good times. 
 
It really sucks when you're sitting in a meeting and they get the name wrong.  I can't count the number of times one of us has panicked when they've said Jen will be covering this trial (on a material she doesn't own) or Allyson is on backs tonight (I am, really?  I better go home then...)

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Good Job!

You guys are great guessers. I am in Paris. See here's a picture of the tower with me in front of it.



Oh yeah. Paris, Texas! Look at me rock my uniform too. Sexy.

So I'm in Paris for 2 days this week for work. The mill here is one of two plants in the city (town?) so as you can guess it's kind of small. But the Eiffel Tower replica with a giant red cowboy hat is quite charming. Maybe today we'll go find the Jesus statue wearing cowboy boots in the cemetery because everyone knows when I picture Jesus, I picture him in cowboy boots (doesn't everyone really?).

Other than it being a small very spread out town (it has to be big, it's Texas, right?) I've felt like I'm living in an episode of King of the Hill and the majority of locals I've met all sound like Boomhauer so there's been kind of a language barrier (I should have used that as a clue yesterday!).

In prep for the trip I got myself psyched for all sorts of large amounts of meat (something I truly have to physch myself up for since I really don't like meat). None of the restaurants have disappointed. Monday night - Steakhouse. Tuesday - BBQ place for lunch, Hibachi grill for dinner. I can only dream what today will bring!

So what happened on Monday to make it the second to worst travel day I've ever had? The day started off well, we got on our flight to Phoenix, left on time and arrived on time. Loaded onto our flight to Dallas without issue then proceeded to sit on the plane on the tarmac for 3 hours (the actual flight is only an hour and a half!) because of a "sticky switch" then because we had to change out the "sticky switch" then when that didn't work they had to try "something" else. Then just as the got the problem fixed, they announced there was a huge storm in Dallas and all the flights going to Dallas were grounded until it cleared. Cue time to refuel so we could wait out the storm on the tarmac. Fast forward an hour and a half later to the storm clearing out of Dallas and us finally moving towards the runway. Then our hopes of leaving were squashed by having to wait to burn off a few HUNDRED pounds of extra fuel we were carrying because we would be too heavy to land. I know the American people are fat but really, the plane can't land when it has a few hundred extra pounds in it? Thank goodness we didn't have a few more POS (people of size) on the plane because it sounds like we could have all died in a fiery crash landing due to their extra weight. And isn't plane fuel the main reason it costs so much to fly anyway? I now understand why, we're just burning it for no reason!

After a fairly pleasant flight to Dallas, we landed and got our rental car. Because my coworker and I were starving we opted to eat somewhere in Dallas before starting our 2 1/2 hour drive to Paris. Enter the random steak house we found open at nine on a Monday night.

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Where's Ally?

Let's play a quick game of Where's Ally? Here are a few clues

1. The city I'm in starts with the letter P
2. The name of the city has 5 letters
3. The name of the city ends with the letter S
4. I had the second to the worst travel day ever yesterday flying here
5. I have NEVER been here before

Hopefully I'll have time tomorrow to update where I am, maybe even with pictures. Good luck guessing!

Thursday, March 4, 2010

Lava...it's hot

What have you been up to lately?  I've been up to a lot.  I know my last post really had nothing to do with our lives per say, just me blabbing about what it's like to be an engineer for me.  How about I tell you what we've been up to lately?

 

After surviving our super bowl party, I did some coverage.  Made it through New Beginnings with our Young Women (I'm the personal progress advisor so I got to talk for 20 minutes about it). 

 

For Valentine's Day Shad surprised me with a little trip.  Friday after work we headed up to Maddox for dinner then drove up to Lava Hot Springs in Idaho to spend the night.  I know my hubby had really good intentions for a fun, romantic trip.  Apparently Lava doesn't tend to provide those though.  Let me back up a bit, before I left work on Friday my coworkers asked me what we were doing for Valentine's Day to which I had to respond, I don't know my husband insists on making it a surprise.  The first words out of my coworker Dave's mouth were Lava Hot Springs.  To which I quickly replied, I hoped not (famous last words).  I explained I didn't want to drive that far and was really hoping for a nice night up the canyon somewhere.  A few more ideas were tossed out including the Cliff Lodge at Snowbird (I had been told to pack two swimsuits) where we would swim in the pool and then have a spa day the next day (thus explaining the second swim suit).  The conversation then ended with Mike saying – look Lava has live web cams so we can see you if you go there.  Um good?

 

Unfortunately our accommodations in Lava weren't quite as nice as the Cliff Lodge.  I tried to hide the terror that struck me when we drove into town and Shad explained to me we had reservations at the only motel in town that provides your own bathroom.  (Excuse me?  Are we staying at the dorms?).  It didn't get much better after  that.  We walked into our smelly, gross old room and I quickly went to check out our own personal bathroom (it was after all the selling feature of the room).  Did it have a toilet?  Yes.  Bathtub?  Yes – one large enough for a party of 4 and only supplied with hot spring water and with the stains to prove it.  How about a shower?  Oh no, course not, we weren't at a fancy place, hot spring water is perfectly good to clean yourself and 3 of your closest friends with…at the same time.  Not wanting to give up on it yet, we headed down the street to the springs.  Those were actually quite delightful except the freezing cold shower – honestly a simple heat exchanger to heat up the clean water must be too much to ask.  It's not like they already have hot water coming out of the ground…

 

After our  trip to the springs we were both quite thirsty.  I asked Shad if he had packed water bottles (he had packed us snacks for the drive) and he hadn't so we set off to find a gas station, because every town has a gas station, right?  Wrong.  No gas station in the town of Lava Hot Springs.  There used to be one, it's now a Thai restaurant (yikes!).  So instead we found a vending machine on the side of the road that didn't take bills so then we got to scour the car looking for $1.00 in change just for one measly bottle of water.  On our way back to the hotel, we found another machine that ate our $2.00 and spit out fifty cents.  Thanks for nothing.

 

Just before we went to sleep I told Shad I know he meant well and he tried really hard to plan a fun trip but I also asked if I could plan Valentine's day next year (Hello spa day at cliff lodge!).  I also pointed out that trips like this were supposed to happen when we were newly married and dirt poor and neither of those descriptions really fit us…

 

You know it's been a bad night when you wake up at 6:00, see the time and say to yourself why isn't this night over?  Longest night ever!  Between the train every 30 minutes and the stray cats screaming outside our door (I'm not exaggerating about them SCREAMING either) I think I would have rather been at work on a back shift.  Not that it was an option, I was just thinking of things I don't really like but would rather do.  When 9:00 finally rolled around, I woke Shad up and asked if we could please just go home. 

 

Now that this quick update is already super long, I think I'll leave everything else we've been up to for another time.  And just so you know, the terrible weekend didn't end there.  When we returned home, we found a messy house and a sick/grumpy puppy thanks to Shad's younger brothers coming up to stay with Dublin for the night.  I guess it's too much to ask for common sense greater than a 2x4 sometimes…

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

How Do They Do That?

A few thoughts about engineers for a Tuesday afternoon.

I am an engineer.  My husband is an engineer.  I work every day with about 40 engineers and I pretty much love every minute of it.  Every once in a while I catch myself stepping back from the task at hand and thinking about the situation (not necessarily the problem) from an outsiders perspective.  I can understand why people have so many stereotypes in their mind when they hear the word engineer.

I hear them often, especially when people find out I'm married to an engineer.  There is almost always a question like, so when you go home at night do you just talk about work non-stop (we talk about work but not about the issues we solved that day – after all Its proprietary – but mostly we talk about a funny thing our co-worker did over the weekend or a stupid mistake a maintenance guy made that sucked up our afternoon – nothing more detailed then I would tell any other person engineer or not) or if we just have white boards all over our house so we can solve any problems that arise on the home front (because everyone knows an engineer is only able to solve issues when writing on a white board).  Or how do you guys manage to put the groceries away (I'll admit my food storage definitely has some elements of lean manufacturing to it but it's a system that works so why not apply it off the operations floor?).

So on that note, here are my random thoughts about engineers:

A few weeks ago while eating breakfast at work someone was eating mandarin oranges.  Now I don't know about you, but since I work in a fast paced manufacturing environment, every time I see a mandarin orange I wonder how in the world they make them and not just how they make them but what the machine that makes them look like (judging by the low price of a can of mandarin oranges one could almost assume with a surety that it's an automated fairly fast paced product).  None of you will be shocked when I tell you that every other engineer sitting at the table had the same exact thought – how do they make those and what does that machine look like?  Do you think things like that when you look at a simple commodity like mandarin oranges?  If you do, you might be an engineer.

Today we had our engineering department meeting.  While all of the engineers working at the plant squeezed into the tiny conference room they scheduled for the meeting I had a thought.  If someone posed a problem to this entire group and the problem involved something we all had some knowledge on, would the entire group be able to agree on one solution?  I didn't even hesitate to answer that thought, absolutely not. 

In college we're trained to solve problems and given a few skills to enable that problem solving along the way.  My college professors were constantly reminding us when the age old question of "when am I going to use this?" came up that they were 99% positive we were never going to solve a problem like ones we solved in class.  But by going through the process of solving this difficult problem in which many things are known and arriving at a logical answer, we should be able to go out into the real world, take an issue with which we have only a few known's and an infinite amount of unknowns and come to a logical conclusion using the same process.  They were explicit that it was not necessarily important that we remember how to calculate the heat transfer to a piece of aluminum in the middle of our classroom.  It was important however, that we remember how to gather correct data about the situation and use a few of the skills we picked up along the way to reach a guess at what the problem could be and how to fix it.  So even if the entire engineering group was given the exact same information for the known's, it's the unknowns that would allow the group to argue and speculate for days and still not emerge from the tiny conference room with one solution to the problem.  But that's also the reason we get problems solved, every solution I come up with isn't going to solve the problem.  Some are going to make it way worse.  If everyone came up with the same solution, we would all be up a creek.

When I was an engineering ambassador at the University of Utah, one of the things we always stressed when speaking to students about what engineering is was the need for diversity amongst a group of engineers.  It was hard for me to see that as easily when I was in school, we were all around the same age, mostly from the same place (Utah), mostly had the same religious beliefs, and mostly were paying our way through school by working part or full time.  We were pretty much the same person and honestly any one that had a few more things different about them typically didn't make it through the program.  So I would wonder, if we're all basically the same and the people that aren't don't make it through the program, is diversity really that important?

I guess in my co-ops I didn't pay enough attention to the diverse groups of engineers around me because since graduating and going to work I know by having people that are different from each other is the only way to really solve problems.  Every day I get to work with engineers that are different ages, have different types of families, grew up in different places, were educated differently and have different engineering disciplines. 

My one last thought about engineers.  For a group of people that is typically comprised of type A personalities we learn to pick our battles very well.  In college by the time we were seniors, we no longer complained about how long or how hard an assignment was, we didn't dread how bad a test would be because at some point we all just stopped caring.  The energy spent worrying and stressing about those things didn't help to get the hard assignments done or make the test any easier so we all just adopted the attitude of it doesn't matter.  We realized that we had done some really hard stuff and if it got worse, well so be it.  Fighting it or arguing about it didn't change it so we all just bucked up and did it. 

I see that at work now.  With every new change – you must attend this meeting every morning, we're making this material cheaper and you have to figure out a way to run it, or we're now tracking all of our assignments on this board so everyone can know what you're working on- the decision has to be made.  Is this worth my energy to fight or would my efforts be better spent getting that down machine up and running again or solving that consumer complaint issue.  Instead of fighting for what we would like, you're a good engineer when you keep the big picture in mind and get down and do your work.

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

Bowl?


Well I guess first things first. Sundance.

It was a total blast.  I'm so glad we were responsible with the Orion festival to enable us to play on Park City's Main Street during the Sundance Film Festival.  Unfortunately for everyone else, I didn't take any pictures or see any famous people.  Your priorities are a little different when you're trying to find your venue on a long street and Google has no idea where this place is and you are 10 minutes late.  There's always next year I guess.  Anyway, Jake and I played at a place called the Crown on Main.  I guess they do a local artist showcase every year during Sundance.  It was a really cool place with a big wood fireplace and industrial fixtures.  I was actually surprised at the number of people that wandered in during our performance and sat down.  I mean it was only 5:00 in the evening, a little early to be bar hopping on a Thursday night, right?

Saturday night Shad and I went up to Logan for a Utah State basketball game.  Shad's brother goes to school there and another brother just graduated from there.  While we were down at his family's house for dinner a few weeks ago they started talking about how outrageous their student section was.  Shad wanted to see it for himself so we got tickets; I took the opportunity to see our friends Ashlee and Daren that live up in Logan while we were there.  I loved going to sporting events with Ash in high school and she's the one that took me to an Aggie basketball game so I knew I wanted Shad to experience it with someone that could sing the Scotsman the way it should be sung.  I think Shad was super impressed with the ridiculousness of some of the things the crowd would chant or do.  Go over and read Ashlee's blog on the whole experience including pictures.  It was an awesome time.

Last week was my two good work friends birthdays so I had the joy of making them their birthday treats (something the female engineers do for the other female engineers because let's face it, if we made the men treats for their birthdays, they still wouldn't make us treats for ours).  Danielle opted for Rice Krispie Treats with Golden Grahams.  Delicious.  For Jen's birthday we decided on a cake to use up the marshmallow fondant left over from a cake we made for another work lady back in November.  Because Jen wanted to help Danielle and I make the cake, we made an evening of it.  I (and Danielle) managed to actually take pictures of this event.  Here's one for you.



This is the most complete picture of the cake I have.  Here's Jen and I applying cookie cutter fondant shapes.  Apparently we don't care about what the finished product looked like.  For this cake we used 3 9" rounds with a layer of buttercream frosting and frozen raspberries.  One cake layer was just lemon flavor and the other two were lemon with raspberries.  So good.

This last weekend was also really fun and exciting.  Friday night Shad, Jen and I went down to SLC with our friend Jared to get him a suit he needed this week.  We had quite a good time at Banana Republic.  Shad helped Jared with his suit and I dressed Jen up in Banana Republic clothes.  Good times.  It was like having a Barbie doll except this one talked back and had opinions about her outfits.  After successfully finding him a suit, we decided to go to CafĂ© Niche for dinner.  It was wonderful.  Shad and I had previously tried to eat there a few months ago but it was closed when we went.  This time it was open and even had a live Jazz band playing.  It was a great choice.

Saturday was a busy day for my.  Shad's brothers were coming up that night to stay over which meant I had to clean the house.  After accomplishing that, I went down to Layton for a baby shower for one of my co-workers wives, Christi.  She's such a cute pregnant lady and it was a lot of fun to see so many ladies I haven't seen in awhile.  Her and Patrick are going to be such cute parents.

After the baby shower, I came home and started working on dinner for the Settlers of Cattan party we were having.  Now before you judge me for being a total nerd I will say it was my brother in-law's idea.  They love Settlers and Shad and I aren't willing to spend hours at his parents' house playing board games on the Sundays we come down.  This was a good alternative to giving them their way without making us angry.  Shad's uncle came up to join in on the fun as well.  Shad's youngest brother Luke stayed the night with us since both of our families were coming up the next day for the super bowl.  Shad and I almost had him convinced to come to Young Women's with me but he chickened out. 

After church we got the food ready for a whole bunch of people to watch the super bowl at our house.  Both of our families came up to watch and we had a blast.  Dublin was even a good enough puppy to lie on his bed while we watched.  Up until now, new people have just been way too exciting for him to be a good dog (shock collar and all) so I was pleased to see that at a year old, he's finally calming down.