Thursday, February 26, 2009

Our Kitchen is Broken

We clean it up and it just gets messy again. Something is not right. I'm calling maintenance tomorrow.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Her Name is Holly the Elephant

I mean Oliphant. But I call her Weez. I'm trying to win a contest, so I'm posting something about her. Here comes a freshman year memory.

One night during Thanksgiving break when most freshman had gone home to celebrate with their families the few of us who were left decided to go on a little adventure one night. I'm not sure what prompted the idea or which part of it came first, but we made masks out of pieces of white computer paper (not so sneaky) and called ourselves a secret combination and ran up to all the other floors in U-Hall (DT) writing things (sometimes mean, sometimes nice, all really intelligent I'm sure) on the bathroom mirrors with dry erase markers. Things along the lines of "You really should just go back to bed. It's not going to get any better," or "You look great!" depending on whether we were feeling guilty for writing on the mirrors at that point. We were all wearing those masks and our pajamas. Weez's p.j.s were bright orange with crabs on them. It's amazing with sneaky outfits like that we weren't caught. I think we would have been had there been anyone around to do the catching.

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Goodbye Subaru

Well, it's been a big deal in our lives, but it seems like kind of a lame thing to post about. Maybe that's because we've told so many people exactly what happened that I'm pretty bored with the story now. But I feel like I ought to fill you in before we go posting pictures of a new car sometime.

Since I didn't have work last Friday and Bryan only had work until 11am (no classes ever on Fridays- yay!) and Monday the 16th was a holiday, we decided to get out of town for the weekend. I have a strong testimony of getting out of the state whenever possible. Anyway, so we wanted it to be a cheap vacation, so we thought of places we drive to that would be fun. It kind of inevitably needed to be near somebody we knew so we could stay somewhere for free too. :) Bryan's been wanting to visit San Francisco ever since we got married and I have a couple of sisters in the area, so we decided to go there. My mom and step-dad were actually going to be visiting my sister Polly that weekend and Angela and her family were out of town (sad, sad day as they are the ones that give the killer tours of San Fran), so we made arrangements to stay with my brother-in-law Chris's parents, the Lasts.

Bryan and I were just plugging along I-80 enjoying ourselves while we listened to Harry Potter on tape when we had to stop (the whole freeway was stopped) because there was an accident up ahead. It was snowing like crazy and the roads were terrible, so we weren't surprised. Then about a minute after we stopped I remember looking over at the driver side window (Bryan was driving) and wondering if it was still there. The car behind us must not have seen everyone's break lights soon enough because they didn't stop. Luckily, since we were in the left lane the car tried to go around us on the left side and hit our driver side door rather than rear ending us.

As it turns out, I was right to wonder whether or not Bryan's window was still intact. When the car hit us it pretty much only hit the driver side door, leaving us with no window and no rear view mirror on that side, and a door that wouldn't quite close and that now opens only about 2-3 inches. Bryan got out of the car to check on all the other people involved. (The car that hit us then hit the car in front of us, who then hit the car in front of them. Luckily we didn't hit anybody at all and both of us are completely fine. No worries about that.) Meanwhile, I called 911 who said the police dealing with the accident up ahead would be there soon to deal with us. Then I called the Lasts to let them know that we wouldn't be getting in any time soon. But before I even got to that part Chris's mom asked if we were okay (I was crying out of shock, so she had more than one reason to ask) and said that as soon as we knew where they were going to take us to call them back and they'd come and rescue us. I didn't fully appreciate in that moment how much we would need rescuing, but after we were led off the freeway to a McDonald's parking lot, how stranded we were began to set in. I thought it was rather wise of the police to lead us to a fast food parking lot so we could still get something to eat and use the bathroom and such, until I walked up to the door to go in and saw that the restaurant part closed at 10pm (it was a little after that by the time we got there) and the drive-thru closed at midnight. Bryan even walked through the drive-thru at one point later on to ask if I could use the bathroom, but they said no. Meanies. After sitting in our very cold car (we covered the broken window with an extra blanket which kept the snow out, but not the cold) for a few hours, we were so excited to see the Lasts and ride all the way back to their house in a warm car... in the back seat. We piled all of our stuff in the car and left a key for the tow-truck to get it whenever he got there. The Lasts were extremely kind to us. They even insisted that we borrow one of their cars to drive into the city so Bryan could still see San Fran and to drive to Polly's the next day to see everybody there.

San Francisco was pretty good, but we didn't see much of it since we slept in so late after everything the night before. We mostly just walked around Fisherman's Wharf, but it was still pretty good. The only downside to that excursion is that I had to drive because Bryan was the one who had been paying attention when the Lasts were explaining the maps to him. Driving around California in a really crowded place like that is extremely stressful. Especially when you are overly paranoid about getting in an accident. Anyway, we got lunch at a yummy sourdough bread place and then we had an ice cream sundae with peanut butter from Ghirardelli later on. After that we drove home.

On the wharf.

Yummy lunch.

So good ice cream sundae.

The next day we went to church with the Lasts and then visited Polly and Eric and their cute kids. Oh, and Mom and Vati and Maleena were there too. But they're not as cute (or noisy). Polly fed us really yummy veggie enchiladas and we visited Mom and Vati's bed and breakfast and then we drove back to the Lasts' house.

We had booked flights home on Saturday when we woke up before we went to San Fran and so on Monday Polly came and picked us up from the Lasts' and fed us lunch and then took us to the airport. It was one of the most boring airport experiences I've ever had in my life. Usually I at least bring a book or travel games or something, but as we didn't plan on flying when we left the house, we pretty much had nothing with us. By the time we got up in the air it didn't matter much that we were so bored because the flight was so choppy that I felt sick much of the time. I told the flight attendant that I felt nauseous and asked if I could have some Sprite to go along with my juice and he hurried off to get it before he even handed the last drink he had in his hand. Bryan said when I said that people turned around to look from as far as two rows up ahead. So, even though it was a terrible flight, I must say that I have never been so well-attended to by flight attendants. I guess if you ever want to get really good service just tell them you feel like you're going to puke.
Lisa picked us up from the airport and took us home. Thanks again, Lisa. :) Thanks also to the Lasts and to Polly and to Kendra and Chris that have let us borrow their van to run errands and for me to drive to work on a number of occasions as well.

Now we're just waiting to get things finalized with the insurance company. They say they're pretty positive the car is totaled. Hopefully we'll be able to get the whole thing settled soon so we can go ahead and just get a new car.
The end.

Friday, February 13, 2009


Cold Stone has been selling ice cream cakes for years now, but (for a limited time) they are now selling ice cream cupcakes! They look so yummy and delicious. Click here to see them. What will they think of next?

Speaking of amazing, I have set a new blogging record for myself. Two posts before *7:06am! Whoa! So scroll down and you can see why I'm even up right now.

*I just noticed for the first time that it says I post everything an hour earlier than I actually do. Maybe it thinks I am on the west coast. Weird.

Wide awake at 5:30...

...a.m. Probably because I went to sleep at 6:30 p.m. (Are you supposed to put another period after those things?) Anyway, I don't know what's wrong with me, (except, you know, growing a human being inside of me) but Bryan and I got home from running some errands yesterday evening and I could not keep my eyes open a moment longer, so I went to bed. Then I woke up to go to the bathroom about 5 minutes ago and decided that I was awake and tired of sleeping and that I'd try and just stay awake. Sadly, it is turning out to be a little boring. I got really excited when I saw that Emily C. was signed in to Facebook and I thought maybe I could talk to her, but by the time I said "hey" she was already offline. She has a real life and was probably headed out the door to go to teach kindergarten or something important like that. I would be worried about such things except... I don't have work today! Hooray hooray! And the only thing better than not having work today is that I also don't have work on Monday! Yaaaaaay!

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

Magical Things

Some things are magic. Here are some I've noticed:

It makes everything taste more like itself (you know, within reason) AND it can keep meat from going bad if you don't have a refrigerator.

-New Clothes
Nothing makes you feel like a champ like a new shirt (or pair of pants or shoes or whatever).
-Breast Milk*
It has all the nutrients that your baby needs, no preservatives added, no need to add water, and it's free. *For babies only.

Can be fabricated out of thin air, and yet... so powerful.

All you have to do is open a jar and suddenly it's all over the room.

The end.
P.S. I don't know why the new clothes text is so big. I have tried fixing it so many times and it still comes out that way. Whatever.

Thursday, February 5, 2009


I'm pregnant! I'm about 10 weeks along as of this past Monday. My due date is August 30, 2009. Woo woo! I'll have an ultrasound at 20 weeks to find out if it's a boy or a girl (and, you know, to make sure it has all the right body parts and things). So far the baby only has two tricks that I have personally witnessed: 1. it makes me queasy sometimes and 2. it's circulatory system works (I heard it's heart beat today. Very exciting.). Okay, well... that's all. :)

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

More delicacies from the archive

In no special order...
This is when I tried to teach my beta fish how to swim through a hoop. I had to take the ring out the next day when I realized it was rusting and probably killing my fish.

Elfy Alex

Kind of speaks for itself.

They actually made us wear hip enhancers. So awkward.

They were all out of colonial footwear when we showed up.

Knickers and tennis shoes. Hahahaha!

Volunteering for Colonial Days was, altogether, entirely a waste of time.



I am so good at brushing other people's teeth. Okay, mostly just Marae's.

You can make brother-in-laws do anything if you tell them you're going to make it into a Christmas ornament.

She has to go every five minutes.

They are married now.

Who knew we looked so good as cowgirls?

Tiny head water bed.

Singles ward FHE Jello fight. One of the worst decisions I've ever made in my life.