Pizza Mishap

This happened almost a year ago, but it was so funny I just had to blog about it. I will first give you an account of the experience through my dad's words:


"I think I just lived our own version of "A Christmas Story" for the Meyer household (except, we didn't lose a turkey to the galloping dogs).

My wife left me in charge of taking out the pizzas from the oven while she went to pick up Brady and his friends from basketball practice, as they were all coming over for a birthday party/sleep over. The timer started beeping on the oven, so I opened the door to take out the bubbling cheese pizza. I discovered that my wife had simply put the pizza crust directly on the oven trays without a pizza pan... so now what to do? I quickly rolled up a kitchen towel (to be used as a hot pad) and grabbed the rectangle shaped cookie sheet on the bottom tray of the oven (which I assumed was there to catch any dripping cheese from above) -- and slipped it under the pizza crust like a pro would would have done. The only problem here is that the pizza and the pan were different shapes, thus the hot pizza was drooping over two of the pan's edges. I skillfully balanced everything out of the oven and tried to quickly place the pan on the upper section of our kitchen counter, as I didn't want our curious dogs jumping up and getting at it. Apparently, due to the centrifugal force of quickly placing the pan on the counter, the scalding hot pizza started to slip off the outside edge of the pan towards the floor. I quickly tried to stop it with my hands -- which didn't work so well (did I mention earlier that the pizza was scalding hot?)! After burning my hands, I then grabbed the rolled towel to help out, but by then half of melted cheese had already fallen to the stool and down to the floor... where the dogs were waiting and licking their chops (reminded me of the crocodiles waiting for Captain Hook in Peter Pan).

Needless to say, there were a variety of yells and frantic screams emanating from my personage -- my hands getting scalded screams... followed by yelling at the dogs waiting below... followed by calling for the girls upstairs (apparently, they were hard of hearing while watching something on the computer, so I had to yell even louder!)... at the same time yelling in exasperation over this whole scene!

Well, the girls finally came down and had a good laugh at my expense (while taking photos) as they learned what had happened to their dear old dad.

Kelsi then said, "Dad, this is the proper way of taking a pizza out of the oven..."

Aren't girls smart?!!"


Yes girls are smart :) I had to explain exactly how to take a pizza out of the oven:

1) Find the PIZZA TRAY, not a cookie sheet
2) Put on OVEN MITTS
3) Open the oven, hold the tray slightly under the oven rack
4) Use either a spatula or your PROTECTED hand to slide the pizza onto the tray
5) Use both hands to place the pizza on the CLOSEST counter
6) Close the oven as soon AFTER you put the pizza down so you don't hold the tray with one hand

I also added:

You were not screaming at us. You were just screaming. We heard you, but we thought you were putting stuff on your poison oak. The next time you need help, call our names huh? We don't know what AAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!means.








Me and my mad skills of perfectly removing a pizza from the oven


Compare this picture to the first picture. Epic win vs. epic fail


It's alright, Dad. Someday you'll be a skilled as me. *cue Superman Theme*

My Future Plans

OK for my entire life I've been encouraged to make goals and write them down. Recently, this has been pressed upon me even more than before as I am getting closer to college and adult-hood. I thought I'd share some plans of mine (not too personal that is) and explain how I plan to accomplish them and such.

1) Go to BYU Idaho
2) Major in film making
3) Publish a book before I graduate college
4) Get married before age 27

NUMBER ONE:
I've always wanted to go to BYU since I knew it existed, but I always wanted to go to Provo. Idaho never seemed very appealing to me and I didn't know that there was one in Hawaii until I was like 13 or 14. I have always had my eyes set on Provo. Always, that is, until last year. I took the SAT and ACT last year and both reported that Idaho was a better match for me than Provo. That was the roots of my change of mind and I continued thinking about it for the rest of the year. I was hesitant to tell my friends about my desires to attend Idaho as they all wanted to go to Provo, so I only hinted at it every once in a while. Suddenly, practically all of them had a sudden change of mind and wanted to go to Idaho rather than Provo. Our... well at least my mind was set after a presentation on all the church schools. Idaho has a 97% acceptance rate. That seemed more appealing to me since I had received minimal grades my Junior year.

Although colleges look at your GPA from your sophmore and junior year, I am striving to do much better in school this year as a senior. I am planning on doing the school play this spring so that I have some extracurricular activities to boast about (for lack of a better term). I am hoping to attend Idaho, but if I don't get in, then I hope to make it into one of the BYU's.

NUMBER TWO:
My talent/love for movie making began when I was about 11. That was when I first discovered YouTube. I loved all the movies made and I wanted to try it for myself. I didn't write any material, nor did I actually film myself doing anything. It all started with me just putting music to clips of The Princess Bride. Therefore, my first projects were only developing my editing skills. My first real project was when I was about 13. The Beehives were going to make a movie for mutual and the presidency was in charge of writing, filming, and producing it. I helped write the script, cast the characters, put together costumes, and I even wrote an entire song (since it was going to be a musical). We utilized my dad's video camera and I was one of the directors. I edited it by myself (my first experience with iMovie). My first experience of a music video was over summer vacation the following year. I was home alone almost all day every day for a week, so I got bored. I randomly decided to make a video to Veggietales' The Hairbrush Song, starring only me and filmed by me. I found that I really enjoyed doing this and proceeded to make a video to almost all the Veggietales songs. Since then, I have written my own material (including the A Pirate's Life For Me trilogy) as well as made other music videos.

Making movies is one of (if not my number one) my favorite pastimes. I can get so into it and I love everything about it. Therefore, it makes sense for me to decide to pursue this in college. I can't decide which particular field I want, but I'll soon find out. Also, I decided on this because I have noticed that I am practically cut out to be in the movie business. I mean, I love watching movies and I love everything about them (lighting, camera movement, story, characters, actors, and so on.), I have knowledge of music, art, and technology (to an extent), I have a loud voice (I don't usually use it, but I have one), I know what makes a good story, I can take control but I can also work in a team, I am a phenomenologist, and I know there are other traits that I can't think of at the moment.

In order to fully prepare for my potential major and (possibly) my career, I am currently taking Teledramatic Arts. Tele Arts covers practically everything involved in movie making, giving me experience in several fields.

NUMBER THREE:
You can read all about my rejected manuscript in a past post as well as my progress. I am rewriting it and I plan on submitting it elsewhere once I'm in college. It's easier for authors if they are at least attending college, if not already graduated, if they want to publish something. I will not give up on Shaken Forever, I will keep rewriting it until it's accepted. I am determined to have some sort of work published before I graduate college, even if it's not Shaken Forever.

NUMBER FOUR:
There's not much to say on this. I am just determined to beat my dad's age. Also I've figured that the older I get without getting married, the higher chance I have of marrying a guy younger than me (which I don't want) because all guys my age or older will be married before they're thirty. I am counting on my patriarchal blessing's words that I will meet a worthy YOUNG man. If I do what I'm supposed to, I'm assuming I will get married before thirty (not that thirty is old, thirty it's just the marking point of middle age). However this all depends on Heavenly Father's idea of "young".