Today is Nephew's 4th birthday. When Husband got home from work, we called to wish Nephew a happy birthday...and we put him on speakerphone, of course, so we could both hear him :)
Before we could even say "Happy Birthday," Nephew said, "It's my birthday RIGHT NOW!!!" Hahaha so cute.
He said some more stuff, but he's 4, and we were on the phone, so that always makes it harder to understand :) ...all we could understand was the word "bubbles" said with real excitement! But we had no idea what he was talking about.
After a couple of minutes, Sister-in-law (Mommydew) came on the phone and explained that she just got a bubble machine and Niece and Nephew LOVE it. Apparently, so does the dog.
I think it sounds fun, too!
Family
06 June 2008
02 June 2008
The best list ever
Tonight on gmail I was talking to one of our friends who is getting married in a few weeks. He told me I could post our conversation, as long as I kept it anonymous :)
Him: So I think I'm sick of roommates.
Me: I know what you mean. Why in particular?
Him: I have a list. [at this point I am laughing out loud...]
1. When I wake up in the morning, I don't want to see a guy.
Me: A good start to this list.
Him: 2. Guys smell bad.
3. Roommates feel no obligation to clean the apartment.
Me: Ha! I'm liking this list, please continue.
Him: 4. You almost have to schedule time to be in your own living room.
Me: Seriously.
Him: 5. Your cupboards are full of food that you aren't allowed to eat.
6. Your closet is full of stuff that isn't yours.
Me: And your fridge is full of rotting food that you aren't allowed to throw away!
Him: Yes!
7. There is always a conflict in schedules...I may need to be at my desk working on something and my roommate may need to go to bed, or I need to go to bed and my roommate is inclined to entertain people.
Needless to say, Husband and I were highly entertained by this list. We just had to post it! I'm sure that many of you can relate. I had some great roommates over the years (and some not-so-great roommates), but I'm glad that those days are behind me!
Him: So I think I'm sick of roommates.
Me: I know what you mean. Why in particular?
Him: I have a list. [at this point I am laughing out loud...]
1. When I wake up in the morning, I don't want to see a guy.
Me: A good start to this list.
Him: 2. Guys smell bad.
3. Roommates feel no obligation to clean the apartment.
Me: Ha! I'm liking this list, please continue.
Him: 4. You almost have to schedule time to be in your own living room.
Me: Seriously.
Him: 5. Your cupboards are full of food that you aren't allowed to eat.
6. Your closet is full of stuff that isn't yours.
Me: And your fridge is full of rotting food that you aren't allowed to throw away!
Him: Yes!
7. There is always a conflict in schedules...I may need to be at my desk working on something and my roommate may need to go to bed, or I need to go to bed and my roommate is inclined to entertain people.
Needless to say, Husband and I were highly entertained by this list. We just had to post it! I'm sure that many of you can relate. I had some great roommates over the years (and some not-so-great roommates), but I'm glad that those days are behind me!
On cleaning ovens and dishes
A family in our ward just moved to another apartment within the ward. They have until tomorrow to finish the cleaning of their old apartment and get checked out. He works all day and she's 8 months pregnant. Needless to say, she can't clean it all by herself! So today a bunch of Relief Society sisters went to help her clean. Everybody just took a job and stayed as long as they could.
I had the stove/oven.
I scrubbed it for 2.5 hours!
Yeah, it was fun. Seriously, I loved the chance to get to know a few of the ladies in the ward a little better.
And really, it was only my hands that suffered. They were rather shriveled and dry by the time I got home! But I think it was worth it.
Plus, I have Jergens Ultra Healing Lotion. If you haven't tried that stuff, do it. It's amazing and has saved my life more than once. My last roommate, Ruth, recommended it to me and I fell in love! :) haha.
In other news, I made a particularly big dinner tonight. Let's just say I wasn't too excited to do the dishes by the time I was done! And we don't have a dishwasher. So at dinner I asked Husband if he would "mind helping me with the dishes." Because he is a wonderful husband, he said of course he didn't mind.
A few minutes later I started feeling guilty and thought I should probably confess. Here's how that conversation went:
Me: Just so you know...when I say "will you help me with the dishes?" I mean I'd like you to do them for me.
Husband: Are you going to dry them as I wash them?
Me: Umm...sure.
Husband: Then yes, I'll do the dishes.
Haha. I told him that I thought I should clarify my expectations! He said that he would do them and dry them if I asked him to. What a good husband!
I had the stove/oven.
I scrubbed it for 2.5 hours!
Yeah, it was fun. Seriously, I loved the chance to get to know a few of the ladies in the ward a little better.
And really, it was only my hands that suffered. They were rather shriveled and dry by the time I got home! But I think it was worth it.
Plus, I have Jergens Ultra Healing Lotion. If you haven't tried that stuff, do it. It's amazing and has saved my life more than once. My last roommate, Ruth, recommended it to me and I fell in love! :) haha.
In other news, I made a particularly big dinner tonight. Let's just say I wasn't too excited to do the dishes by the time I was done! And we don't have a dishwasher. So at dinner I asked Husband if he would "mind helping me with the dishes." Because he is a wonderful husband, he said of course he didn't mind.
A few minutes later I started feeling guilty and thought I should probably confess. Here's how that conversation went:
Me: Just so you know...when I say "will you help me with the dishes?" I mean I'd like you to do them for me.
Husband: Are you going to dry them as I wash them?
Me: Umm...sure.
Husband: Then yes, I'll do the dishes.
Haha. I told him that I thought I should clarify my expectations! He said that he would do them and dry them if I asked him to. What a good husband!
01 June 2008
Haircut
Something else unusual happened on Friday...I cut my hair.
Now, it's been a while, and my hair needed to be cut, and I've been meaning to do it. I just hadn't gotten around to it yet.
I certainly wasn't planning on cutting it that day, but I was on campus for a meeting, and as I was leaving I walked past the barber shop / beauty parlor. I've never cut my hair there before, so it was a bit of a risk! But, since there were a couple of people not doing anything, I decided to go ahead and get it cut. She got it a little shorter than I wanted it, but I've decided I like it.
Here are a few pictures for your viewing pleasure:
Now, it's been a while, and my hair needed to be cut, and I've been meaning to do it. I just hadn't gotten around to it yet.
I certainly wasn't planning on cutting it that day, but I was on campus for a meeting, and as I was leaving I walked past the barber shop / beauty parlor. I've never cut my hair there before, so it was a bit of a risk! But, since there were a couple of people not doing anything, I decided to go ahead and get it cut. She got it a little shorter than I wanted it, but I've decided I like it.
Here are a few pictures for your viewing pleasure:
My sister
The other day I posted about my brothers. I'm not sure if anyone in my family knows this, but I'm kind of suspicious that my sister does and was jealous. So today she gets her own post.
On Friday night around 8 my phone started ringing. It wasn't a number I recognized, but I could tell that it was a cell phone from the area where I grew up. So I answered it. Whoever it was (and the voice sounded vaguely familiar, but I couldn't place it...it sounded like a girl around 12 or so) asked if Mark was there. I told her that she had the wrong number. I heard a loud burst of laughter (it sounded like SEVERAL girls around age 12) before the line went dead. I told Husband that it sounded like a bunch of middle school girls having a sleepover trying to call a boy that one of them liked.
Two seconds later, my phone was ringing again...same number. I ignored it. They called again. This time Husband answered....and it was my sister, who will be 12 in a couple of weeks. At this point I remembered that my mom had told me earlier that she was getting ready to take Sister to a friend's house for a sleepover. Oh joy. I've been prank-called by 12-year-olds. Well, that's a first.
Apparently they decided to do prank calls, and then Sister suggested that they call me. At the last moment they decided to make it a prank and handed the phone to one of the other girls so she could ask for a boy...I think they picked the name "Mark" out of thin air (at least I've never heard of a Mark in their class at school). The voice I heard sounded vaguely familiar because I've answered the phone at my parents' house when she has called in the past.
Funny girls.
On Friday night around 8 my phone started ringing. It wasn't a number I recognized, but I could tell that it was a cell phone from the area where I grew up. So I answered it. Whoever it was (and the voice sounded vaguely familiar, but I couldn't place it...it sounded like a girl around 12 or so) asked if Mark was there. I told her that she had the wrong number. I heard a loud burst of laughter (it sounded like SEVERAL girls around age 12) before the line went dead. I told Husband that it sounded like a bunch of middle school girls having a sleepover trying to call a boy that one of them liked.
Two seconds later, my phone was ringing again...same number. I ignored it. They called again. This time Husband answered....and it was my sister, who will be 12 in a couple of weeks. At this point I remembered that my mom had told me earlier that she was getting ready to take Sister to a friend's house for a sleepover. Oh joy. I've been prank-called by 12-year-olds. Well, that's a first.
Apparently they decided to do prank calls, and then Sister suggested that they call me. At the last moment they decided to make it a prank and handed the phone to one of the other girls so she could ask for a boy...I think they picked the name "Mark" out of thin air (at least I've never heard of a Mark in their class at school). The voice I heard sounded vaguely familiar because I've answered the phone at my parents' house when she has called in the past.
Funny girls.
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