Showing posts with label random stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label random stuff. Show all posts

Monday, February 4, 2008

Just Say No!

I apologize for this entry before I even get started. I spent the night coughing, I am on massive amounts of cold medications and my mind is fuzzy. That reminds me of the talk on the Holy Ghost at our ward baptism on Saturday. The two boys who had just been baptized had been given blankets to symbolize the Holy Ghost the speaker told them the Holy Ghost would make them, think the right way about things. Then she told them to feel their blankets, "Don't they feel warm and comforting?" she asked.
I thought, "Yeah, I wish I had a warm blanket, I'm freezing."
"Aren't they fuzzy?" she asked.
"So that explains all my fuzzy thoughts" mused I, "It's the Holy Ghost."

Note to self: Do not take cold medication before going to baptisms.

Another note to self: don't take pictures of yourself when sick and drugged, you might show them to someone.

We finally got Joseph batteries for the Leap Frog learning system Grandma bought him for Christmas. He played with it for a few minuets then said, "Mom, my lap top is freakin' hilarious." Too cute!

Speaking of Joseph, today I kept looking at him thinking his hair looked really weird. I wondered if he had slept on it funny. Then I wet my fingers and smoothed it down...still weird, there was this one long piece that looked like bangs but all the other bangs were gone. Finally after realizing that I wasn't just delirious I asked him if he cut his hair. "Yes," he said, "I did it when Tyler was here." (Tyler is his cousin who is Ben's age, he had a sleep over from Thursday to Friday) Not really sure if Tyler had anything to do with it or he was just a reference for a point in time. Grandma, help!

But, that brings me to another random thought that keeps going through my head. Have any of you got a hair cut and ended up with Dumb and Dumber Bangs? (that's bangs cut really blunt, straight across your forehead, about half an inch above your eyebrows, like Jim Carrey's hair in the movie dumb and Dumber) I have a paranoia about getting Dumb and Dumber bangs so I always caution the girl who does my hair
not to go too short. This last hair cut she didn't cut my hair because I was happy with it but she did cut my bangs. They are not to short but I keep thinking something is wrong with them, so I took a picture. (my camera actually has a setting for holding the camera up and taking a picture of yourself LOL) So tell me dear readers, all 8 or 9 of you. Do my bangs look weird to you or is it just me?
I think Joseph has come up with a hair style to solve both of our hair issues, we could call it diaper wipe hair.















Yesterday we had a really great Fast and Testimony meeting. We laughed and cried, lot's of kids got up and bore beautiful or funny testimonies, a man in our ward who is deaf bore his testimony about how hard it is for him to participate in church because he is afraid people won't be able to understand him. Two of my boys and my Mom bore neat testimonies. One of the brothers wore his Kilt and bore his testimony in honor of President Hinkley. To make it even better Richard had stayed home with the three little ones who had colds, so I got to enjoy the meeting sitting peacefully cuddled up with my big boys. When we got home I told Richard that I thought it was the best Fast and Testimony Meeting that we had ever had in the ward, I asked Jacob if he agreed he said, he couldn't say because he hadn't been in the ward that long. ???
"Jacob, we've been in the ward seven years," I said.
"Well the ward was split not that long ago," he replied.
"Um, Jacob, that was five years ago," says I.
"Mom, it's not like I started listening and paying attention until, like a year ago." Well, at least he's honest.
So there you have it; I thought it was the best Fast and Testimony Meeting ever, but take into account that I was heavily drugged, @@ (I like these they look like little drugged eyes) Jacob hasn't been paying attention long enough to make an informed decision.
I think we've got to be really high on the list for Mormon Family of the year.

I have decided to go on the Adam diet. This includes playing with all your food during meal time but not actually eating it. The only foods you actually put in your mouth are a gallon and a half of milk a day and fruit-by-the-foot which you eat by shoving the whole thing in your mouth causing you to gag until you throw-up. Then for exercise you whack a brother older and bigger then you, call him an idiot or something worse and run. You repeat this exercise endlessly through out the day, causing those around you to get their exercise by chasing you thus helping the whole family stay in shape. Don't let the pictures fool you he's noooot! eating (notice how much is on his pants and on his plate) he's just playing. Yes, its the Adam diet for me...Oh, wait! He's gaining weight constantly despite not eating, never mind I'm doing that pretty well all by myself. OK, OK, so I'm eating everything in sight. Is it, "Starve a cold, feed a fever" or, feed a cold, feed a fever, feed your cough, feed your sniffles, feed your fuzzy thoughts?

Well time to go, I just realized that I now have cold symptoms and diarrhea, don't ask.

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

January Stuff

This is all the exciting stuff we do in January.

Jacob and Josh go to the gym at 6:00 am, that is very early, very, very, early. Teenagers are much less concerned about revealing their true personalities, really bad accents, very loud and goofy music(Blue Oyster Cult, Godzilla), not so nice language, crude comments, suspicious sounds followed by horrible smells, to Mom type figures who may be semi-comatose and freezing in the back seat. Fortunately, for them, freezing, semi-comatose, Mom types are punchy enough think it's funny, kinda like watching a really bad comedy, really late at night (only this is real life and, did I mention, it's really early in the morning...).


Jeremiah makes funny comments with a poker face, "Mom, they called and moved my Temple recommend interview from 7:00 to 8:40, the bishop had a party thing, which I guess is more important then the temple, so can you still take me?"
Or he tells funny stories with a quirky little laugh.
Jeremiah: So I had this dream that I went to Disneyland with Ben, Tommy, Hanna, the Baileys and the Bishop. I said, hey Ben did you duel the Bishop and Ben said, "No, the Bishop said that he would bring a handful of Yu-gi-oh cards and he didn't."
Mom: Was that the whole dream?
Jeremiah: No, I could go on and on... but I don't think I will.


Benjamin does lots and lots of homework. His teacher is driving us crazy with all the homework,
if you looked up homework in the dictionary, there she'd be. He gets math and spelling every night, he is supposed to read 30 minutes every night and this includes weekends. I think I am going to send her a homework assignment: Describe in 200 words how to fix dinner for a family of nine get them to all their various activities, keep a house clean and teach a 5th grader how to describe the plot, give an example of characterization, and summarize the main points of a book you have not read. Show your work. Oh, and I'd like it handed in by 6:00 am Monday morning so I'll have something to read at the gym.

Isaac won't get up, won't get dressed, doesn't want breakfast, gets his feelings hurt, runs to his room, doesn't want to go to school, ignores empty threats, won't go to school, gets hugs, hates going to school, gets begged, still won't go, Dad gets involved, stomps to the car, walks 1 iph going in to the school. Bounces out of the school, talks non-stop about school, says he loves his teacher, says he loves school, eats a snack, plays with his friends, loves to do his homework, goes to bed.



Joseph wears hats, wants sun glasses, spikes his hair, eats lettuce like an apple.


Adam, feeds the fish, tells everyone not to say bad words like shut-up and stupid and idiot, has no idea that sh**, a**h***, or f***, are considered bad words.

Mom, goes to the gym, laughs at teenage boys, loves funny stories and dry humor, helps with homework, pleads, cajoles, threatens, begs, grumpy kids to go to school, picks up happy kids, loves hats and spikes on her Joseph bunny, cleans fish bowls and tries not to say bad words.

Dad takes over and sends Mom off to the gym and Wallmart, loves, listens, encourages, yells, provides, and laughs.




Our Family

Our Family