Monday, February 20, 2012
Did you know...
That if you put some dry white beans in a pot of water and turn up the heat so it will boil...and then forget about them...the next time you see the beans they will be black? And smoking up your whole kitchen? Well I didn't know that, but I figured it out this afternoon. And did you also know that if you put a super hot pot on a hot pad that still has tags attached, it will not only melt your hot pad, but melt the tags to the bottom of your pot? And did you know that it takes forever to get rid of the smell of smoke? Seriously, open windows with a cross breeze, ceiling fans, febreeze, me running around dorkily fanning the air with a plastic place mat...and the whole house still smells awful! I have been learning all kinds of new things today! It's been a good reminder for me of how much I HATE distractions!!! And short term memory loss! Happy cooking!
Friday, January 13, 2012
Band of the week...
I cannot get enough of Jimmy Eat World lately...seriously...here is today's "repeat" song...it's so good--give it a listen for old times sake!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljy3vAcQdiQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljy3vAcQdiQ
Monday, January 9, 2012
For me THIS is heaven...
Hey, remember me? The girl who neglects her blog? Oh yeah, well I finally have something I found worthy enough of posting about. A week or so ago, I went on a little road trip with my cute family. We drove from Arizona...to Minnesota. It was a long time to be in a car...(we all know how much I love being in cars) but it was not bad at all. It was fun in fact. Partly because we listened to this:
You know how sometimes you forget that certain music exists, and then you hear it again and you're like...AHHH!!! (heavens opening, angel choir singing) And it's like time rewinds? Well that is how this CD is for me. 2 songs in particular. I had one of them in my head tonight while I was quilting so I decided to turn it on. And I'm in love all over again. So here's a story. Shortly after Jeff and I met he came to visit me at my apartment on foothill. He had never been there before...he got lost on the way there and drove halfway up parleys canyon (he he he)...anyway it was late by the time he got there...he had been interviewing for med schools and had just gotten back and he drove straight from the airport to my apartment. He was wearing a gray hoodie and Aqua di Gio (yum!) and we sat out on my balcony and listened to music and talked until like 3 a.m. (ahhh...the good ole days when I was actually capable of staying up until then without running into walls or hallucinating ;) Anyway, Jeff loaned me this CD and I listened to it for weeks in my car. So now any time I hear it I always think of when Jeff and I first met...good times!
So now...enjoy this:
the cute boy!
and these sweet songs:
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Now I get it...
Last night we suggested the boys go to a movie so we could get some important Christmas wrapping done. So once the kids were all in bed, Jeff and Andrew went to see the new Sherlock Holmes movie. After they left, we got down to business. We put on our workout clothes-- Michelle's were hot...mine were not. We turned on Turbo Jam...and worked it. We even ran around the path outside...oh yeah, we were getting in shape. Then we put on our swimming suits. Michelle whipped up some Pina Colada's--virgin of course--with straws, but no little umbrellas. We went out for a little dip in the hot tub...but alas, it was scorching. So we decided to let it cool down while we wrapped some presents. So we pulled out a stack of boxes from Amazon and opened them all up. Michelle wrapped about 3/4 of my presents (since of course hers were already done). Did I mention we were in our swimming suits? Our MOM swimming suits. Drinking Pina Coladas and laughing our heads off at our wittiness. After the wrapping was done we went back out to the hot tub...but could only dip our toes in since it was still a little too toasty. Oh well, it was a fun time to be had by all. I told Michelle that I understood how the Polygamist women could all be ok with the "sister wives" thing...it would be totally fun to have roomies that are girls. Sharing the man is where I would have to draw the line. But YAY for girls night!
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Hmmm...TACKY!
One of you suggested I write a post or two based on words from my blog header. So here ya go. Just to refresh everyone's memories...here is the definition of one of my all-time favorite words:
I used to work with this girl...let's call her Brandi...since that was her name. She was kind of a cynical person, and she talked a lot of schmack. She also cursed regularly...but somehow when she did, it sounded kind of funny. Often when people did or said things to her she would respond by shaking her head and saying, "hmmm...TACKY." I can't do it justice in writing...you just had to hear the way she said it, but it was super funny. She said it to our bosses, most of our coworkers, me--pretty much no one was exempt from having their actions labeled, "TACKY" by Brandi. I picked up the habit from her, and pretty soon I was calling everyone and everything "tacky" too.
Over Thanksgiving we were with family. You know you can't get 20 people together for 5 days without someone doing or saying something that just grates on your last nerve. I haven't wanted to tell someone they were tacky for SO long until just the other day. But of course I would never do that...it would have caused a lot of drama. So I just kept my mouth shut...for the most part. So just in case anyone actually ever reads this blog, I'm not gonna spell it all out here, but I will give a short list of things I have recently considered to be, well, TACKY!
Tacky: Making excuses for everything. Have you ever found yourself telling someone you couldn't or didn't do something and then following it up with a long list of excuses? Or, have you found yourself listening to someone else's 2 million reasons why they can't do/buy/eat/wear something? As if people actually care WHY you are lame. And the most irritating part of this is that none of the excuses is actually the real reason for the refusal to do said thing. I am kind-of a champ at excuse-making and it drives me insane. And when I know someone is just giving me an excuse (I'm thinking of a certain relative) I just want to smack them. For Pete's sake, if you need to justify yourself, just don't do it out loud!
Tackier: Reveling in someone else's misfortune. This one just kills me. Let's say you find out one of your friends did something super embarrassing. They try to mitigate the fallout, but alas, everyone finds out about it anyway...mostly because you can't keep your trap shut. It's the "Oh, my gosh! You are never going to believe what so-and-so did...I feel so awful for her! Can you believe she did that? How embarrassing!" The worst part about this tacky move is that you are pretending to feel bad for your friend...but meanwhile you can't help but tell everyone within a 50-mile radius all about her unfortunate blunder--and you seem to enjoy the telling a little too much. Why do we like to talk about other people's misfortune so much? Holy crap, just keep your mouth shut!
Tackiest: Talking schmack about the people that drive you insane! I have always been a schmack talker. If someone does something that irritates me, I find it virtually impossible not to talk about it to another person. I admit it...this is one of my least favorite character flaws. Sometimes I wish I could think of tactful ways to tell the people that aggravate me that what they are doing is super annoying. Or better yet, I wish I would just NOT BE ANNOYED. I seriously need to get some more love for people, you know? Maybe then I wouldn't be so bothered by by what they do and say. But in the mean time, I can't seem to ever stop talking schmack. For the love, I just need to cork it!
So if no one has figured it out, I do the above 3 tacky things on a regular basis, but usually it takes seeing someone else do it for me to remember how much I really don't want to keep these behaviors up. So, please, the next time I start to make excuses, or talk a little schmack, just remind me that the cool girl isn't tacky!
tack·y
2 [tak-ee]
adjective, tack·i·er, tack·i·est.
1.
not tasteful or fashionable; dowdy.
2.
shabby in appearance; shoddy: a tacky, jerry-built housingdevelopment.
4.
gaudy; flashy; showy.
I used to work with this girl...let's call her Brandi...since that was her name. She was kind of a cynical person, and she talked a lot of schmack. She also cursed regularly...but somehow when she did, it sounded kind of funny. Often when people did or said things to her she would respond by shaking her head and saying, "hmmm...TACKY." I can't do it justice in writing...you just had to hear the way she said it, but it was super funny. She said it to our bosses, most of our coworkers, me--pretty much no one was exempt from having their actions labeled, "TACKY" by Brandi. I picked up the habit from her, and pretty soon I was calling everyone and everything "tacky" too.
Over Thanksgiving we were with family. You know you can't get 20 people together for 5 days without someone doing or saying something that just grates on your last nerve. I haven't wanted to tell someone they were tacky for SO long until just the other day. But of course I would never do that...it would have caused a lot of drama. So I just kept my mouth shut...for the most part. So just in case anyone actually ever reads this blog, I'm not gonna spell it all out here, but I will give a short list of things I have recently considered to be, well, TACKY!
Tacky: Making excuses for everything. Have you ever found yourself telling someone you couldn't or didn't do something and then following it up with a long list of excuses? Or, have you found yourself listening to someone else's 2 million reasons why they can't do/buy/eat/wear something? As if people actually care WHY you are lame. And the most irritating part of this is that none of the excuses is actually the real reason for the refusal to do said thing. I am kind-of a champ at excuse-making and it drives me insane. And when I know someone is just giving me an excuse (I'm thinking of a certain relative) I just want to smack them. For Pete's sake, if you need to justify yourself, just don't do it out loud!
Tackier: Reveling in someone else's misfortune. This one just kills me. Let's say you find out one of your friends did something super embarrassing. They try to mitigate the fallout, but alas, everyone finds out about it anyway...mostly because you can't keep your trap shut. It's the "Oh, my gosh! You are never going to believe what so-and-so did...I feel so awful for her! Can you believe she did that? How embarrassing!" The worst part about this tacky move is that you are pretending to feel bad for your friend...but meanwhile you can't help but tell everyone within a 50-mile radius all about her unfortunate blunder--and you seem to enjoy the telling a little too much. Why do we like to talk about other people's misfortune so much? Holy crap, just keep your mouth shut!
Tackiest: Talking schmack about the people that drive you insane! I have always been a schmack talker. If someone does something that irritates me, I find it virtually impossible not to talk about it to another person. I admit it...this is one of my least favorite character flaws. Sometimes I wish I could think of tactful ways to tell the people that aggravate me that what they are doing is super annoying. Or better yet, I wish I would just NOT BE ANNOYED. I seriously need to get some more love for people, you know? Maybe then I wouldn't be so bothered by by what they do and say. But in the mean time, I can't seem to ever stop talking schmack. For the love, I just need to cork it!
So if no one has figured it out, I do the above 3 tacky things on a regular basis, but usually it takes seeing someone else do it for me to remember how much I really don't want to keep these behaviors up. So, please, the next time I start to make excuses, or talk a little schmack, just remind me that the cool girl isn't tacky!
Saturday, November 19, 2011
Totally Confused...
...by everyone's obsession with "Twilight". Tonight we decided to have a little girls night. Michelle and Andrea and I went to see the new Twilight movie. (Against my better judgement). So we went to the theater. We got tickets. We stood in line for popcorn...the teenyboppers next to us in line had "Team Jacob" or "Team Edward" written on their hands and arms. Seriously, there are teams for this? Amazing. The movie itself was...interesting. I was going back and forth between laughing and rolling my eyes. I never read all the books, so I pretty much had no idea what was really going on. And a few of parts were just gross (so I covered my eyes). I just can't take that stuff seriously. But it was fun to have a night out. Michelle wants me to start a countdown for when the second part of the movie is coming out, but I definitely won't be holding my breath...I've had enough Twilight to last me the rest of my life. On a more exciting note, we did hit Old Navy again on the way to the show and got some cute silver flip flops (for 75 cents) to match Madi's little dress! Yes friends, yes.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Clean-up on Aisle 6
Shopping is awesome sometimes. Tonight...it was me and Andrea...off to Joann to find fabric for her quilt. We found almost everything we were looking for in about 10 minutes. Amazing. Then we found some sweet wood Christmas ornaments that were exactly what I was looking for...24 of them. Andrea found some mini muffin papers that she needed...there was just scoring all around. Then we decided to stop at Old Navy. This is where the clean-up really happened. Madi's cousins both got cute gray dresses for the upcoming family picture, so when I told the Madster she got to wear pants and a shirt for the picture, she was not pleased. Not at all pleased. She wanted to wear a pretty dress like the other girls. So that's what I was looking for at Old Navy. And can I just tell you that usually if I am looking for something specific, I never find it. Or I find it and it is in the wrong size? Not tonight. So here's what I found: Grey SUPER cute dress for Madi, check. Equally cute white and grey shirt for Audri, check. Perfect blue shirt for Madi for our other family picture, check. Darling white headband for Audri, check. White flip flops for Madi, check. Sweet grey yoga pants for me that fit perfectly and make me look awesome, check. All of this stuff on clearance, check! Coupon for $30 off a $60 purchase provided by Andrea, CHECK!!! Grand total for all this stuff: 36 and some change! I love a successful shopping trip! Now go blow some cash on stuff you don't really need (but get a good deal so you can feel justified)! I give you permission! ;)
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)