Extreme Couponing

I am not known for being much of a bargain hunter.  Lately, however, I've been watching some Extreme Couponing during my workouts, and now I'm wishing I could just never pay for things ever again.  This weekend we happened to come across a lot of cheap/free things, so here is our first episode of Extreme Barely Couponing.

First, we went on the best free date out there.

Next was the neighborhood yard sale.  Everyone does sales on the same day here, so you just drive around and scope out all the sales at once.  We came away from this endeavor with some weights, push-up bars, a giant piece of wall art, a box for the hose, and car jacks. 

Then we redeemed our free Dominos pizza with a coupon I got in the mail.

$0.00. :)

Then we went to Smith's to redeem another free thing, this time venturing into some snacks we've never heard of before.

 Time for a quick review of these:  We thought they might be croutons, but they are in fact in the "cracker" category.  Despite the deceptive name, they are not twisted in any way.  After a bit of package reading I came to find that these are actually called Twistos because they are a "twist" on your normal snacking.  Right...

We concluded our Saturday at Lowes picking up the final pieces of the garden (with a $10 off coupon).  I can't wait for these things to grow some free produce. :)

Oh and I should probably mention we also dropped over $100 at Target for stuff we don't actually need...Stay tuned for the next episode of our awesome deals. haha.

Witchcraft

This week I had my first experience with a witch doctor chiropractor.  This should tell you just how fun the last few weeks have been since I would usually rather face death than visit an actual doctor.  But anyway, I injured my back and was growing tired of the 24-7 aching, so Scott took me to see Doctor W.

If you're anything like I was, you probably have no idea what goes on during a chiropractor visit.  So I will tell you.  It was strange.  Very, very strange. 

First they strapped me to some electrodes that felt good but also bad at the same time.  Then, I was placed on a "water bed" that was really the equivalent of laying on top of a monsoon.  After all this prep work, I was taken to the doctor.

In the center of our exam room was what looked like a torture device from the 1600's.  I was instructed to lay on it.  Then the doctor poked me and pulled on my legs and had me do various resistance exercises.  All the while, he mumbled various medical terms, or perhaps an incantation, I am not sure.

In the end, he told me one of my legs was way longer than the other (so he fixed that) and he modified the torture device to shock my back with various adjustments.  So, was I healed immediately by the witch doctor?  Well, I wasn't...not exactly at least.  The next two days I still had the same old pain, BUT on the third day it went away.

So, now I'm left wondering if my back would have healed on its own or not?  Did Doctor W. really help me with his medieval ways?  Would I be in a wheel chair by now if he hadn't fixed my mismatch legs?  I will never know...

Brigham City

Long long ago when we moved to NSL, one of the first things we thought about doing was driving up to Brigham City for a temple trip. Not only once, but two times we woke up on Saturday morning and decided without any premeditated plans to go ahead and drive up there "sometime this afternoon."  Both times we were met by gigantic blizzards within 5 minutes of being on the road and we turned around.

After a few months passed and the risk of insta-blizzard died down, we once again decided to plan this trip.  This time, we also thought about checking the temple schedule.  Well it turns out there are barely any temple sessions at this small-town temple, and you have to have an appointment to do anything there, and some of the sessions fill up.  Thank heaven for those blizzards is all I have to say.

Anyway today we actually made it there, and it was a fun day trip.

While we were there we also ate at the apparently-famous Maddox Restaurant.  I'll be dreaming about those rolls and raspberry honey butter for the rest of eternity probably.  Or at least until we eat our homemade ice cream tonight...  We move on pretty quickly.