Friday, March 30, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
I wanted a canopy, he wanted wood. We both won. It's convertible so if in the future we decide canopies aren't cool, we can take it off, remove posts, etc. There's also a cute little bench for the foot of the bed. The Man didn't think we needed the bench. I disagreed.
But wait! There's more! Check this out:
Sliding doors. Pretty cool, huh? There are two nightstands, also, but my picture was really blurry so I didn't post it. They had a swell slide-out tray for writing or breakfast in bed.
Thanks, Anita and Brock (my in-laws), for getting the ball rolling! (And for watching my kids so I could go look at furniture.)
Now...what color do I paint the walls??
Monday, March 26, 2007
And most of all...what if my kids become them? What if da Boo sits all alone at lunch? What if the Boy never gets invited over for playdates? What I can tell my kids to help the tears? What did their parents tell them and did it help?
Friday, March 23, 2007
C if for chocolate,
H is for hand,
O is for overweight, I understand.
C if for chocolate,
O is for out,
L is for last piece, when most of us pout.
A is for apple,
T is for treat,
but when we spell it,
E is for eat!
And just so you don't think I'm the only one that quotes my calendar, look here.
The Man comes home tonight! And so do the rest of my in-laws. To celebrate, we are going here. Envy me.
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Monday, March 12, 2007
Song: da Boo pouts because we can't think of any good animal songs ("But, Mommy, we sang Old MacDonald last week!") so we decide to sing Kookaburra.
Prayer: Daddy's turn.
Lesson: The Boy's turn. This ought to be interesting...A couple weeks ago, he came home from Church with paper cut outs telling the story of Noah's Ark. The lesson consisted of me telling the general story, letting the Boy show the corresponding pictures of Noah and a rain cloud, etc. Then, when it came time for the animals, I would hold up a picture and he would name the animal or make the corresponding noise. Then he would tuck the picture into the Ark (foam plate cut in half and stapled together). Some of the animals da Boo had to help with (what noise, exactly, does a turtle make?). We end with the birds and the rainbow. All are spiritually uplifted, I am sure.
Song: BINGO (This one goes over BIG TIME...I have a feeling I'll be singing this for the next several days).
Prayer: By default, the Man gets to do it again.
Activity: The kids are not adjusting to the time change (we had breakfast at 11am this morning) so the Man thought he would try and wear them out. It started out throwing balls back and forth to the kids. At some point, one child jumped on him and of course the other one had to join in and soon we had WRESTLEMANIA!
Treats: Cadbury Mini-Eggs all around! (I was in charge of those, of course!)
And now for your viewing pleasure, da Boo will model her new frames.
The new ones have silver rims and then a cute, sparkly-pink arm. The sparkles don't show on film, unfortunately. She was being a little shy about taking pictures. I had to bribe her with reading her new library book before she would smile.
Saturday, March 10, 2007
Friday, March 9, 2007
So here's my complaint: why is it that Mommy is never allowed to be sick? I have to cater to the needs of everyone else while I am feeling like death warmed over. I am tucking little ones (and big, whiny ones) into bed while I'm trying not to cough up a lung. I answer to every call for comfort while I am desperately in need of some TLC myself. IT'S NOT FAIR! And then again, the irony of it all is that when I am sick, I really, really want my mommy.
**Currently, my Mommy is in Florida with my Air Force brother and his cute wife. Rumor has it that they are the proud parents of a little boy! I don't have all the details, as he was just born a few hours ago, but I'll update as soon as I know! Congrats to them!
Wednesday, March 7, 2007
So you don't feel completely lost without a post from me, here is what my chocolate calendar says today:
"All the really good holidays are celebrated with chocolate in some kind of festive shape."
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
I tell people we met on a blind date, set up by our roommates. This is true, but only partially. I went home to Texas during the summer of '98 and the Man moved in down the hall. My roommate noticed him and thought he would be perfect for me. So as she and I talked or emailed through the summer, I got updates on this mysterious guy. Within a hour of moving back to Provo, I was hauled down to his apartment to meet him. We weren't interested. I was dating someone else and he had just ended a rough relationship. Fast forward to a week later, when my computer stopped working. I went down to his apartment to get his roommate who was a computer guy. He was the only one there and offered to take a look at it. It took him about 6 seconds to fix it! That's when I realized he was kinda cute. I don't do things half-heartedly so I immediately started stalking the Man. Seriously. He could have called the police. I showed up where he worked, at his apartment, with his friends...it was kinda creepy and I'm surprised he didn't run away screaming. He asked me out on a triple date with two of his roommates. No, he still wasn't interested in me but he knew I would go out with him. We went to a dollar movie and to Dairy Queen ("hey, big spender"). It was more than a little awkward because of the other two girls...well, one was staring at me a lot and the other one was just rude. As we were getting in the car to go home, I asked him how he knew the other girl, the one that stared. His response: "I guess you could say she's my ex-girlfriend." Great. He did ask me out again, on another double date (see how scary it must have been to be alone with me), where we went to dinner and then to a corn maze. By the end of the night, I had won him over and we started dating.
Of course I asked him to Preference and, in grand BYU tradition, I had to think of a way to do it in an interesting way. I wrote "Will you go to Preference with me?" on paper in six pieces, like a puzzle then wound then very tightly and wedged them into the centers of a half dozen roses. I had them delivered to his apartment. Not the most spectacular but it did the job.
We were married on May 15, 1999 and have been blissfully happy ever since. :)
Sunday, March 4, 2007
Wilton has a new cake decorating class with gum paste and fondant (fondant and I aren't currently on speaking terms). Maybe ceramics (lots of special tools), maybe a foreign language (I would love to learn Esperanto but I don't have the time something like that would require). My desire to take a class has gotten so bad that I have signed up for nearly all of the HFPE classes through the church, even the cooking one! I don't cook!
So help me here, people! What kind of class can I take that will last long enough to satisfy the need to learn (longer than 4 weeks) but doesn't take me out of the home too long. And doesn't require a lot of unique/expensive tools or supplies. And you don't have to be really smart to do. And I can do with one arm. Any suggestions?
Saturday, March 3, 2007
Birthday Party for a friend of da Boo's. Her mom really helped me out with my Christmas cards so making the cake was the least I could do. It was a My Little Pony-themed party and for those of you without little girls in the house, this is Pinkie Pie Pony. I got the idea from Family Fun and then proceeded to mess everything up so it would look like one of my cakes.
Happy Anniversary to my beautiful sister, Lyn, and her husband, Mark!
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