Wednesday, November 19, 2008
By the way, Jake started his official 12 week training for a half marathon in February this week. If you see him, give him some encouragement or a nerdy thumbs up or something. Gooooooo, Jake!
Friday, November 14, 2008
We are in the process of picking out which pictures we want, but I did want to share a couple with you that she had posted for us to see. (Uh, if this isn't legal for me to post these yet, Liz, please tell me.) There are several that I love that I will get to show you when I have them in my possession. I'd send you over to the whole client gallery of us, but I will be completely and embarassingly honest in this-- I am too selfish and vain. It turns out I look like a hungry rabid heyena when I laugh sometimes. I laugh a lot. I shouldn't laugh around a camera. Vain, I tell you. I just can't do that to you or myself. (Keep quiet, Jake.) I'll wait until I can pick and choose which ones to show you. Sorry. My blog.
So I marched into the mall one day and presented my extremely limited schedule to TR wondering how they would weigh previous experience with it. Turns out it wasn't a problem, and I was hired. What I'm getting to is that this was the easiest first day of a job I've had in my life. It was so nice not being completely clueless and overwhelmed and just having things come back to me. No problem. Strut-ting. I've also found that I'm not as terrified to approach people as I once was. Hooray for working on a lifetime of awkwardness! still working on it. I once swore I would never work retail during Christmas again (or ever) because it made me hate people. I lied. I'm tougher this time around. I think it'll be kind of fun and then over before I know it.... and then I'll have made, what?, like 34 bucks or something.
And don't worry to those of you related to me. I will not be Christmas shopping there at all. I will not be finding every possible piece of metal in my possession to engrave like I did last time. I'm just seasonal. I don't get to engrave this time around.
Thursday, November 6, 2008
CAN YOU IMAGINE running a mile with a fox hanging onto your arm by its teeth?!?!?!?!
(This beats the raccoon who still escaped after being tasered by a Texas cop.)
What would YOU have done?
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
We had a celebration with costumes on for Tiny Tots Tunes class.
The kids love to line themselves up by the door when class is done (and sometimes during class). I don't know why. But, it was the easiest picture of a bunch of toddlers I've ever been able to get.
The spider arrived just in time for Halloween decorations. Jake found him right outside the backdoor, killed him, and then decided he wanted a Vogue photoshoot. Creeeeepy. You can kinda see the web through the clouds, and the hair on that thing?! Ew.
So, we were the butcher, the baker, and the candlestick maker at our ward's trunk or treat. I thought it was fairly easy to figure out our cotumes (or "coscomes" to Tessa). Apparently to some, it wasn't. I would like to make fun of all those people at this time. Jake has a butcher knife, an apron, and a hat that says "Joe's Butcher shop", Tessa's costume is beyond obvious, and, yes, I'm usually the more obscure one, but considering the company I was keeping plus the candles strung on me and in my apron, it's possible to figure out. Oooooooh, NOW you see. ;) Too funny.
Few understood my crazy cat lady costume from last year either.
I still love dressing up.
Jake and I have almost finished all of Tessa's trunk or treat candy. Uhhhhhh.....sorry, kid.
For Halloween lunch we ate at a place called Matito's. Mmmmmmm. My first time there.There is a dip called the Bob Armstrong that is not on the menu. I wanted a straw and a 32 oz. cup filled with the stuff so I could drink it down in record time. Heaven for my tastebuds.
I would recommend the place.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
4. For Christmas a few years ago Jake bought an acoustic guitar for me. I love the sound of an acoustic guitar, and I'd really love to be able to play. But, um, like I said, I've had it for a few years, and nada. I thought I'd have the self discipline to teach myself. Nope. I should have learned that after I bought the harmonica. Maybe I can take a class someday.
Jake has been picking up that guitar more and more lately. He has been learning songs from some of my favorite artists, and I love it when he plays. There is something about acoustic guitar music that lowers my blood pressure or something. Hopefully I can get some use out of that guitar someday, but I'll enjoy Jake's talents until then.
5. We went to our city's downtown Trick Art Treat evening this last weekend. Many of the shops are open later and there are a few art galleries set up for people to walk through. While walking through the main gallery I was thinking about how personal art really is. The pieces that pull me in don't affect everyone the same way, and the ones I think are better off left in a dark closet, could very well take someone else's breath away.
When I was dancing and performing at SUU, I had the wonderful opportunity to be in all kinds of dance pieces. It was alway so interesting to see what different types of people thought about them. I connected to all of them in some way, but looking back, I am sure that there were some people thinking, "What in the world was THAT one all about?"
There was a painting on Friday night that I termed uncomfortable. Never in a million years would I hang that in my home. Then I remembered a dance I was in that was supposed to make people uncomfortable (including the dancers...white lycra on your thighs with a big spotlight doesn't do much for the ol' self esteem, right Ash?). I think it was theraputic for the choreographer. So there was my connection. I'd rather die than put that particular painting on my wall, but if it worked as some kind of therapy for the artist, or if it sings to an individual who loves it, more power to it. I can appreciate that.
And now I'm missing the art form I kind of get -dance. Sigh.
6. Why is it that pretzels in Pepperidge Farms fish form are tastier than your run of the mill sticks or twisted pretzels? It's the same thing.
7. Isn't it nice when an event you've been planning for a couple of months goes off even better than you thought it would and you don't have the stress of it hanging over you anymore? I think so too.
8. There was a house around the corner that had a drunk driver run his car into the side of it Saturday night before last. On our way home from church we saw the huge hole in the brick and thought there was no way a car could have fit there to do that much damage. It did. Jake went over to see if there was anything he could do to help the home owner. She told Jake that her little boys, whose room the car smashed into, wanted to have a sleepover in the living room that night. She let them all. Thank heavens. Talk about divine intervention. Who knows what would have happened to those boys in that room? The homeowner said the noise the crash made was incredibly scary and that she hadn't slept all night. The wall is sealed up now; you would never know it happened. Oh yeah, turns out the driver got out of the car, ran home, and passed out cold on the floor until the cops came to get him. Strangely enough, there was a similar incident that same night -another drunk crashing into a home. Nice. Can you imagine?
9. I haven't been reading as much as I like to lately, but when I can, I'm reading The Count of Monte Cristo. I really like it so far, much more than I thought I would. So, sorry to those of you who have been suggesting it for years. You were right.
10. Happy Sunday.
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Gma McB made and sent a couple of Halloween pillowcases. Awesome.
Anybody ready for Halloween?
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
He said he appreciated the straightforwardness. I don't think he did.
Jacob agreed with me that it was a home improvement that would have to wait, but we sincerely wanted a brochure and information to keep on file. Please note that we were being sincere about this. It had nothing to do with the stupid two night stay in Randomtown, USA. Mr. Salesman went off about how people who tell him that they will call in a year NEVER do and that he and his buddies at work have bets going about it. Besides, who knows if the price will go up one or two thousand in a year? Are you kidding me? (Also, I didn't tell him I'd call in a year. I was thinking more like two years.) He went off about how much money we are wasting by spending $40 a month on cleaners. I don't know where he got that number. Jake explained to him that we don't have 5 grand just to drop right now, especially in our current schooling condition. Salesman went on to ask personal questions and then explain the one year no interest, no pay plan. Um, but then we have to pay money we don't have at the end of a year. Yes, but, and here is where the red flag really started waving, "you can transfer the balance to a 0% credit card at that point and pay lower interest. I can give you the name of at least 5 different credit card companies who will give you that. Anybody will take your money." Including you. His you-two-are-complete-idiots tone shut me down completely. I wanted him out of my house. He started saying that he would buy the system for us and we could pay him 40 dollars a month. He'd at least make money on the deal.
He said some things that were ridiculous and bordered on offensive during the Mr. Hyde portion of the evening. Finally, right before he left with the obvious attitude that we'd wasted his time, he said, "Well, I guess they promised you something," and flopped the envelope with the resort info on the counter after Jake replied in the affirmative. Jake and I were respectful during his rants, but I was angry after he left. I kept thinking about what I should have said --especially in letting him know that I thought his behavior was out of line and doing no favors for his company. Baby steps. At least I could say no and not budge.
No pressure, indeed. I told Jake that NO prize is worth having to go through that (he agreed) and that this had better be the best two night vacation I've ever been on.
...On Sunday our ward had an adult financial fireside. Jake and I kept joking with each other about how the soft water system could fit in to it. Turns out, it doesn't fit into our budget. Go figure. :)
Our bishop showed us this SNL skit . Funny stuff.
Thursday, October 9, 2008
Tessa and I took the train to meet Jake, have a quick picnic dinner, and get a move on. Since I showcase some of the bigger things we did in lower posts, here are some other sights we caught along the way:
This mama pig had seven piglets. I'd be sleeping too if I were her.
Llama with a skater do
blue ribbon. What makes a fair a fair for me are the competitions. They are easy to look over with all the other big attractions fighting for attention, but I'm so glad we found the handicraft building so we could check out this year's winners. I wanted to share a few:
There were incredible quilts.
Um, these are some seriously stitched up bunnies... ...
I thought the knit/crocheted baby clothes were cool, not so much for Barbie in the corner, but overall I was impressed. I would love to learn to knit, or know how to crochet more than a rectangle. By the way, what is that crocheted tube thing for? It won a second place, but what is it?
We didn't want to miss the opportunity to see it live, and we weren't disappointed.
I told Jake to look genuinely excited that the light parade was coming. Not bad.
Another of my favorite floats featured cute sea creatures with a huge death hook hanging next to them.
See you next year, Tex!