Sweet! A list! Thanks to my freshman college roomie Alicia for sending this along. I needed a good list.
1. Do you like blue cheese: sometimes, and more as the years go by.
2. Have you ever smoked: never
3. Do you own a gun: no
4. What flavor Kool Aid was your favorite: Red
5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments: It depends on what they are going to do to me.
6. What do you think of hot dogs: I like the kosher ones because they have the "good" meat. From time to time a good hot dog can really hit the spot. But with mustard, not ketchup.
7. Favorite Christmas movie: "White Christmas" and "How the Grinch Stole Christmas"
8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning: water
9. Can you do push ups: Why would I do that?
10. Favorite piece of jewelry: That would imply I remember to put it on.
11. Favorite hobby: pottery and picture taking
12: Do you have A.D.D.: no... wait, what was the question?
13. What's one trait you hate about yourself: My habit of leaving my headlights on.
14. Middle name: Lorraine
15. What are you doing at this exact moment: Driving in my car.
16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink: water, rootbeer... there is not a third.
17. Current worry: Moving.
18. Something you hate right now: people who complain.
19. Something you love right now: camp
20. How did you ring in the New Year: dancing with all the little Mormons
21. Where would you like to go: Europe. The whole continent.
22. Three people who will complete this: None of you slackers. (I dare you to post the whole things in the comment section... I wonder if you could get it to accept that many words.)
23. Do you own slippers: yes, but do I wear them? No.
24. What shirt are you wearing right now: My gray shirt with a purple cami.
25. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets: I am happy with my flannel sheets.
26. Can you whistle: Yes
27. Favorite color: red.
28. Would you be a pirate: Sure.
29. What songs do you sing in the shower:Sing in the shower? That's just goofy.
30. Favorite Girl's Name: Lily, Esther, Daisy, Vivian
31. Favorite boy's name: Luke or Isaac (bible names... not stalking old high school friends names...)
32. What's in your pocket right now: change and Captain Dante's Subway sandwich order.
33. Last thing that made you laugh: Hairspray... started watching the new one last night.
34. Best bed sheets as a child: I don't recall my sheets, but I did have a Strawberry Shortcake bedspread.
35. Worst injury you ever had: Sprained my ankle so badly they thought it was broken when they admitted me to the ER.
36. Do you love where you live: Love the state, could do without the city, and the apartment I love but we will be parting ways in August. The new place should be good, though.
37. How many TV's do you have in your house: 3? I'm not sure what my roommates have in their room...
39. Do you prefer staying at home or going out: Staying home, or being out in nature, but never going out in large groups, because that is just too much drama and expended energy.
40. Does someone have a crush on you: Everyone does. I can't help it. I have that effect on people.
41. What is your favorite book: Pride and Prejudice, which I have loved since I was 14, before it became trendy.
42. What is your favorite movie: Much Ado About Nothing, Muppets from Space, and Pride and Prejudice (the miniseries, because the other one is pretty but has nothing to do with the book.)
43. Favorite Sports Team: Mariners and BYU Cougars. Winning is so over rated.
44 . What song do you want played at your funeral: Mm Nah Mm Nah? Or Where Can I Turn for Peace. Or Poor Wayfaring Man. Stuff from the hymn book. None of these "trendy" Mormon songs.
On that happy note...
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
I've been deleted.
Today was the last day of one of the camps I supervise. On one staff member's evaluation, under "things we should delete next year," she put my name. And she spelled it wrong. There are two "l's" in Holliberry, thank you very much.
So now I am feeling like this:
Adults are people too, kids.
So now I am feeling like this:
Adults are people too, kids.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Your Very Important American History Lesson
So, in view of some comments made on a previous post, I feel that it is my duty to educate you. This:
is Columbo. He was played by Peter Falk. Who also, as mentioned in the comments of another post, was the Grandpa in Princess Bride who read the book to his ailing grandson, played by Fred Savage.
Columbo, in my opinion, can remembered most for his dorky persona, his trench coat, and his one eye that never moves, because it's a glass eye. Also, he's a detective who solves crime.
is Columbo. He was played by Peter Falk. Who also, as mentioned in the comments of another post, was the Grandpa in Princess Bride who read the book to his ailing grandson, played by Fred Savage.
Columbo, in my opinion, can remembered most for his dorky persona, his trench coat, and his one eye that never moves, because it's a glass eye. Also, he's a detective who solves crime.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Did You Notice?
For the past week I've been usng quotes from movies as my titles.
1. I'm Melting! Melting! Melting!
2. How about a Little Fire?
3. Hello, You Beautiful Creature, You
4. Kimmy? (kimmy)
5. Big people have little humor and little people have no humor at all.
6. When I was your age, television was called "books."
Did you notice? Do you know what movie they are from without cheating and googling them?
I love a good movie quote.
1. I'm Melting! Melting! Melting!
2. How about a Little Fire?
3. Hello, You Beautiful Creature, You
4. Kimmy? (kimmy)
5. Big people have little humor and little people have no humor at all.
6. When I was your age, television was called "books."
Did you notice? Do you know what movie they are from without cheating and googling them?
I love a good movie quote.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
When I Was Your Age, Television was Called "Books"
When I was a kid, we played Red Rover all the time at recess. Kids who wanted to be extra safe on their bikes changed from their flip flops (which we called thongs before they mucked up that word) to their tennis shoes, and merry go rounds and seesaws could be found on playgrounds. Also, in my house at least, video games and computers were not something we spent a lot of our time playing with. Not when there were books to read, sandboxes to play in, sprinklers to run through, and bikes to ride.
Fast forward to nowadays, and Red Rover has been banned from play grounds, along with seesaws and teeter totters. In many places swings and slides are on their way out as well. Big toys, which used to be made of wood and metal, are now all plastic.
Some of this change I'm okay with. Like the metal playground equipment part. I can get behind that. Especially considering that when I was little I tumbled down a slide backwards and cut my head on the edge of the slide on the bottom. I still have the scar on the forehead to serve as a memory. Although if there were no alternative, I would still feel that to get rid of a play toy because someone could get hurt on it is silly. Kids can get hurt on trees. Are we going to cut down the trees? Or perhaps we could be reasonable and just teach our children not to climb trees and hope they have the good sense to not climb too high when our backs are turned. I have many little cuties (see cuties tag) who I care about, and who I hope don't get hurt. But I also hope they are allowed to have fun as kids. And if I never broke a bone playing Red Rover when I was little (if you've met me, you will understand why that is a big thing), I think they will be okay. And if they break a bone then they get a cool cast and their friends can all sign it. Also they will learn a bit more about being careful so they don't break bones.
The helmets on bikes thing I get. Head trauma is bad, and if we can prevent trauma I can totally get behind that. But again, it amazes me that if head trauma was possible, I never incurred it, especially considering how much time I spent on my bike growing up. I also get seat belts and booster seats, although I sometimes wonder if we're being a little too loony about this booster seat thing. But I totally support preventing internal injury and death.
When I was a kid, my mom refused to get us a Nintendo. It was partly because it wasn't in the budget, but as an adult I now understand why she would put her foot down. Video games muck up childhood. (I want to put a disclaimer here that I have friends with children who own wii's (the friends own them, not their children) and who allow their children to play computer games. This is not a criticism of those particular families. The parents are doing great keeping their kids busy with other activities and balancing things out. They get a gold star) "I'm bored" is in one of the most annoying things a kid can say, in my opinion, and it seems to be code for "I want to go play a video game," or "I haven't chatted with my friends online for hours" nowadays. I've met lots of ill-socialized teenagers who seem to have more "friends" online whom they've never met (creepy, by the way), and I can only conclude that allowing them to get hooked on video games and computers when they are young would lead to develop this seeming inability to relate to kids realtime. I've decided that my kids will have limits. There will be a timer. Maybe 30 minutes max, or if I'm an in an incredibly good mood, and they have no homework, AND they've done productive things, an hour. Also every time I hear the word bored they lose a half hour. Because I'm mean.
When I was little, and my mom would ask me what was on my wishlist for christmas and my birthday (being a December baby I only got to make one list), I would often just put "books." I didn't even put titles. Because I loved books so much that I didn't care which ones my family got me, I knew I would love them. Books are wonderful places children and adults alike can go to develop their imaginations and think new thoughts. When I am a grownup with children, they will not be used as punishment, as sorely as I will be tempted to say "go read a book" as punishment for saying they are bored. Because they should love books. And if they don't love books, they will just have to watch their mother break down into tears all the time until they see the error of their way.
Really what it all comes down to is I wish I was still five. Then I could run through the sprinklers and race my friends in their Dora bathing suits down the slip and slides, and color and put together puzzles and... oh, wait, I did that last week.
Fast forward to nowadays, and Red Rover has been banned from play grounds, along with seesaws and teeter totters. In many places swings and slides are on their way out as well. Big toys, which used to be made of wood and metal, are now all plastic.
Some of this change I'm okay with. Like the metal playground equipment part. I can get behind that. Especially considering that when I was little I tumbled down a slide backwards and cut my head on the edge of the slide on the bottom. I still have the scar on the forehead to serve as a memory. Although if there were no alternative, I would still feel that to get rid of a play toy because someone could get hurt on it is silly. Kids can get hurt on trees. Are we going to cut down the trees? Or perhaps we could be reasonable and just teach our children not to climb trees and hope they have the good sense to not climb too high when our backs are turned. I have many little cuties (see cuties tag) who I care about, and who I hope don't get hurt. But I also hope they are allowed to have fun as kids. And if I never broke a bone playing Red Rover when I was little (if you've met me, you will understand why that is a big thing), I think they will be okay. And if they break a bone then they get a cool cast and their friends can all sign it. Also they will learn a bit more about being careful so they don't break bones.
The helmets on bikes thing I get. Head trauma is bad, and if we can prevent trauma I can totally get behind that. But again, it amazes me that if head trauma was possible, I never incurred it, especially considering how much time I spent on my bike growing up. I also get seat belts and booster seats, although I sometimes wonder if we're being a little too loony about this booster seat thing. But I totally support preventing internal injury and death.
When I was a kid, my mom refused to get us a Nintendo. It was partly because it wasn't in the budget, but as an adult I now understand why she would put her foot down. Video games muck up childhood. (I want to put a disclaimer here that I have friends with children who own wii's (the friends own them, not their children) and who allow their children to play computer games. This is not a criticism of those particular families. The parents are doing great keeping their kids busy with other activities and balancing things out. They get a gold star) "I'm bored" is in one of the most annoying things a kid can say, in my opinion, and it seems to be code for "I want to go play a video game," or "I haven't chatted with my friends online for hours" nowadays. I've met lots of ill-socialized teenagers who seem to have more "friends" online whom they've never met (creepy, by the way), and I can only conclude that allowing them to get hooked on video games and computers when they are young would lead to develop this seeming inability to relate to kids realtime. I've decided that my kids will have limits. There will be a timer. Maybe 30 minutes max, or if I'm an in an incredibly good mood, and they have no homework, AND they've done productive things, an hour. Also every time I hear the word bored they lose a half hour. Because I'm mean.
When I was little, and my mom would ask me what was on my wishlist for christmas and my birthday (being a December baby I only got to make one list), I would often just put "books." I didn't even put titles. Because I loved books so much that I didn't care which ones my family got me, I knew I would love them. Books are wonderful places children and adults alike can go to develop their imaginations and think new thoughts. When I am a grownup with children, they will not be used as punishment, as sorely as I will be tempted to say "go read a book" as punishment for saying they are bored. Because they should love books. And if they don't love books, they will just have to watch their mother break down into tears all the time until they see the error of their way.
Really what it all comes down to is I wish I was still five. Then I could run through the sprinklers and race my friends in their Dora bathing suits down the slip and slides, and color and put together puzzles and... oh, wait, I did that last week.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Big People Have Little Humor and Little People Have No Humor at All.
I have a large lump behind my ear. Really it's humungous. Ginormous. Okay, it's the size of a skittle. I tried to convince K on Sunday that it was a cancerous growth on Sunday, and that I was in fact dying. To which she responded "did you know there are little people in the wall who talk to you?" Um, yes, I did. Where has she been?
KP (now KJ- the pretty, pretty bride) assured me it was really most likely a swollen gland. Who knew you had a gland there. It's not in the fleshy part, it's on my skull. Which I feel indicates that it is Something Serious. Even though KJ is a nurse.
Note: the first one to say hypochondriac loses a finger. Or I will put a lump on your head behind YOUR ear.
KP (now KJ- the pretty, pretty bride) assured me it was really most likely a swollen gland. Who knew you had a gland there. It's not in the fleshy part, it's on my skull. Which I feel indicates that it is Something Serious. Even though KJ is a nurse.
Note: the first one to say hypochondriac loses a finger. Or I will put a lump on your head behind YOUR ear.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Kimmy? (kimmy)
So just a heads up- they do drop one little swear word in this clip. It's really only the first ten seconds of the clip I'm interested in, not the cat fight/cheesey makeup part.
Kimmy, where are you? I miss you!
Kimmy, where are you? I miss you!
Hello, You Beautiful Creature, You
There are rules that accompany the privelege and responsibilities of owning a phone.
First, if you call and leave a message, you are required to wait for the reciprocant of the message to return your phone call. You have put the ball in his or her court. The loop hole? The first time you call, don't leave a message. Wait a few hours, and then try again. You can either leave a message, or wait a few hours and call a third time. If you hold out till the third call, you should definitely leave a message. Because four calls just looks like stalking. Which brings me to my second point.
If you call, and leave a message, and then call, and leave another message, don't get online and post a message on MyFace asking if they got your messages. Catch a clue. Unless you are old friends with the person. Then there is the potential for immunity. But if you just met the person, show some restraint.
Thirdly, if you have received a message, you have a maximum of 48 hours to return the call before it just looks like you are just dodging the call. Unless you can play the "I was really sick" card, or the "I was on vacation" card. Otherwise we all know that you didn't call back because you suck, and for no other reason.
First, if you call and leave a message, you are required to wait for the reciprocant of the message to return your phone call. You have put the ball in his or her court. The loop hole? The first time you call, don't leave a message. Wait a few hours, and then try again. You can either leave a message, or wait a few hours and call a third time. If you hold out till the third call, you should definitely leave a message. Because four calls just looks like stalking. Which brings me to my second point.
If you call, and leave a message, and then call, and leave another message, don't get online and post a message on MyFace asking if they got your messages. Catch a clue. Unless you are old friends with the person. Then there is the potential for immunity. But if you just met the person, show some restraint.
Thirdly, if you have received a message, you have a maximum of 48 hours to return the call before it just looks like you are just dodging the call. Unless you can play the "I was really sick" card, or the "I was on vacation" card. Otherwise we all know that you didn't call back because you suck, and for no other reason.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
How about a Little Fire?
My lucky day is Thursday. The internet told me so and the internet, as we know, is never wrong.
Also there are only 146 days until my birthday. In case you were wondering.
On my birthday, my cake will have 31 candles.Those 31 candles produce 31 BTUs,or 7,812 calories of heat (that's only 7.8120 food Calories!) .You can boil 3.54 US ounces of water with that many candles.
Also there are only 146 days until my birthday. In case you were wondering.
On my birthday, my cake will have 31 candles.Those 31 candles produce 31 BTUs,or 7,812 calories of heat (that's only 7.8120 food Calories!) .You can boil 3.54 US ounces of water with that many candles.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
I'm melting! Melting! Melting!
According to my favorite weather website, it is 87 degrees out. Some of you may mock, but remember that we have humidity here. Also, I'm a wuss when it comes to hot weather. It's nice when I can sit in the shade and enjoy it, but today I was crazy, and K and I went down to a local street fair and walked around.
And now I am dying. It was WAY to hot down there. And apparently hot weather is when you are not supposed to put on the black shirt. Who knew.
And now I am dying. It was WAY to hot down there. And apparently hot weather is when you are not supposed to put on the black shirt. Who knew.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Eight is Great!
Jumping Bean is 8 years old.
Here, he is rocking out at the park where the live band was playing while we waited for the fireworks. Note the air guitar.
Here, he is rocking out at the park where the live band was playing while we waited for the fireworks. Note the air guitar.
On the Road Again
I'm currently on vacation. I've come to S****** to visit the W's (coincidentally, W is Baby Girl's favorite letter).
Wgirl wanted you to know she does not always look crazy. 
Yestereday I picked Cookie up from camp. She came home on Da Boata. She had a very fun time, as evidenced by her spontaneously flinging her arms up into the air while she was talking to me as I stood down the docks.
Wgirl wanted you to know she does not always look crazy. Yestereday I picked Cookie up from camp. She came home on Da Boata. She had a very fun time, as evidenced by her spontaneously flinging her arms up into the air while she was talking to me as I stood down the docks.After I picked her up, we drove for a really, really, really, really long time.
It'll be an adventure! We're going on an adventure!
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)