Tuesday, September 30, 2008
I'll admit it: for the last couple of days, I have been mentally crafting a positively brilliant post (if I do say so myself), full of my ever-present wit and charm (tempered with my loads of humility, naturally), detailing the woes of my ridiculous working schedule of late and the consequential mounds of laundry and dishes to be tackled.
I've changed my mind.
I heart President Dieter F. Uchtdorf.
So instead, I'll spend the time I would've spent crafting snide little remarks re-reading his talk. But first, this list of small (and not so small) things I am happy about.
-Those little booty-things that allow me to wear flats without visible socks.
-My sweetheart, who tackled the mounds of laundry and dishes for me, made me a deliciously naughty quesadilla at 12:25 last night when I was finally home from work, and makes the best darn CrystalLight anywhere.
-Yesterday, I had exactly 10 minutes to be at home between hospitals of employ. And I had exactly 10 minutes left of an old Jon & Kate Plus 8 episode left. Tender mercies, indeed.
-My dog drinks out of the toilet. And she loves me.
-My new discovery: Light Chocolate Soy Milk.
-Last Friday, I needed a sewing machine. Last Thursday, Kinzy bought one. BFFs, indeed. (And see what she did over the weekend, here!)-My toenails are painted red.
-My new office has a blank wall crying out for my framed degrees. And I'm hanging the Utah State one on top. Go Aggies!
-For my one year anniversary, the company I work for gave me a blue, rubbery alien man with a digital clock that doesn't keep time. (Anyone remember the light egg?) I giggle everytime I see it. Oh, and I can bend his arms and legs. And his head can double as a paperclip. Simple joys, indeed.
-It's September and still 80 degrees. Warms my heart, and my toes.
Happiness is my heritage.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
I'm being serious. This just happened.
On the up-side, apparently I don't look much like an axe murderer.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Paddy versus the Papanwa in an epic Wii bowing match? Definitely one of those moments.
Staged at halftime during last week's BYU game in our poorly lit basement, the two need no more than a couple of cold ones (Diet Coke with lime) and an old bag of Red Vines from Daddy-o's truck to fuel frame after frame of giggles from their only spectator. Their lightening-quick moves were too much for me to capture with a mere photo.
Possibly Daddy's first interaction with any game controller anywhere. Ever.
Looks pretty tough for a guy using an animated Mii designed after his sister. He only won because Daddy's Mii was patterned after Braden's girl friend, who happens to be 90 pound Asian girl. (Thanks, Mich!)
Can you believe there is no blood relation between these two? Neither can I.
Thank heavens for those wrist straps. I thought both of them were going to bowl those controllers right through our Vizio more times than once.
I've said it once, and I'll say it again:
Life is good.