Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Despite the many, many people in America who have had a bad year, Jack and I have really been blessed with a fantastic year. Here's a quick look at our favorite things of 2008:
January - okay, I realize this is actually December. But I'm counting it as January because I'm class of 2008, and it really kicked off the year. I graduated from Texas A&M University! Whoop!!
February - Bridal shower number TWO in College Station with some of my best friends! Paris planned a "U-Paint-It" bridal shower, in which all the girls painted a plate so I'd have a set afterwards! This was IN ADDITION to another beautiful shower my neighbors threw me in January. This getting spoiled thing really showed me how wonderful my friends are!!
March - Obviously this was a good month for us. Not only did I land the dream job as a broadcast editor, but I married my best friend on March 22. It was an extremely RELAXING day (after a sometimes not-so-relaxing wedding planning process!) with close family and friends. What a blessing.
April - The honeymoon! WOW! Nothing could have been better than a week in Hawaii with my friend! We took a cruise around the Hawaiian islands, letting us visit several places and eat unlimited food. The perfect vacation. It was absolutely gorgeous and everything went right. Our favorite island was Maui, where we did the Road to Hana, went hiking, and drove along the coast and ate at Cheeseburger in Paradise!
May - Relay for Life! I did this last year in College Station, and I always wanted to do the Team Captain thing. It was a small team, but we had a blast!! (My family and my neighbor also rode the MS150 this month for the second year riding, third year involved).
June - World Championships in Little Rock, AR. Jack was ranked at NUMBER ONE in both forms and weapons going into the world champion competition in what I consider to be the most difficult ring - 18-29 year-old 4th and 5th degrees. This is an incredible accomplishment. Jack walked away with a silver in weapons after a tie for world champ. Second in the world? Not bad, Mr. Hornbuckle.
July - Jack and I bought our first house. Wow. It's like we're grown-ups or something!
August - I caught a gecko in my house. All by myself. I'm like a super-hero, basically.
September - I started AWANA as a leader to six very sweet 8-year-old girls. They are incredible kids and I am always excited to go on Wednesday nights. I've so wanted to get involved with AWANA again since I graduated from it, and I'm so glad I finally have the time to do this!
October - I went to Boston with my parents to visit my brother (Shane) and sister-in-law (Cassandra), and their new dog, Ajax, and to see the first Celtics game of the season, shortly before Shane and Cassandra received their NBA championship rings!
November - Jack and I finally installed (with the help of his dad) new hardwood floors in the kitchen! The whole year has been spent fixing up the house, and this was a BIG improvement over the linoleum we had previously. We're doing it, little by little, and it's so exciting to see progress in our house!
December - Jack found an awesome deal on a 2005 Infinity G35 with only 36,000 miles on it and bought me my first "big girl" car! What a nice Christmas gift!!!
Happy New Year, friends! It's been one heck of a 2008. Here's hoping 2009 brings just as many blessings as 2008. Thanks for staying with us!!
"Okay, Maggie," he said, evenly and rationally. "We're having people over tonight, and I'm trying to clean up the house. So you can get a toy out, but just remember to put it away after you're done with it, okay? Okay."
Sure, that'll work.
Monday, December 29, 2008
"This would be a lot more interesting if they voted people off," says boy kid.
Girl kid rolls her eyes. "They do, idiot," she says. "Every two years."
We laughed and laughed.
This was our first "Gary Unmarried" episode. It was pretty funny.
The ladies at Princess Nails were super nice and did an absolutely phenomenal job. They took their time doing everything, and did arm massages for us for a good 10 minutes with all kinds of different scrubs, oils, and lotions. It was great.
Also, I must admit, I’m really quite picky about French manicures, since I do my own and I like them “just so.” But she painted them perfectly. Also, it’s now exactly one week later and there’s not one chip (except the one from the same night, when I tried to open a CD and chipped it on that). I would definitely recommend this place.
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Friday, December 26, 2008
As they pulled out, I inched forward, watching them, about to pull out as well. Suddenly, instead of going straight as their signaless driving had hinted, they unexpectedly turned left, right where I was about to cross the street. I put the brakes back on as I let them pass, rolling my eyes and ranting to my mother-in-law.
"Stupid people! Why doesn't anybody use their signal?" I asked, as I began my turn and looked down at my own signal, which would of course be blinking, because I am the perfect driver.
"Oh, I guess I should put my signal on," I said, sheepishly, as I realized that it wasn't on after all.
By the way, happy 200th post to me!!
Amanda from putting down roots and Angela!!
You won the 5 thank-you notes! I'll mail those to you (or probably deliver myself to you when you visit, Angela) shortly after the first of the year!
Another contest coming soon - in which you could win a customized blog banner!!
Thursday, December 25, 2008
It started last night, actually. They opened up some boxes that had been wrapped in paper, then they gave me something in paper of my own! At first, the paper scared me a little, but when Mandy helped me unwrap it a little, I discovered that it was a fancy new plush toy with both a rope and a squeaker! All of my favorite qualities in a toy!
I had so much fun with my new toy, and I thought that would be it, but they woke up really excited (well, Jack woke up excited. Mandy never wakes up excited), and then they took me out to the living room, where I saw that the weird cloth things that had been hanging on the mantle for the last month were filled with stuff. They seemed pretty excited about it, and took two of them down, pulling out all the stuff inside and putting it all over the floor. It was weird, but I liked that they were on the floor with me.
Then, something magical happened. They took the third cloth thing down, called me over, and when I looked inside, I found out that everything inside was for ME! Toys, rawhide bones, treats, and more toys! I didn't even know where to start; I was so excited! Then, Mandy took me over by the tree, where I found another box of treats, just for me! I was so excited by the time she finally got the box open that I stuck my whole head inside the box to get a treat.After all of that, they opened more, less interesting paper-wrapped boxes and talked about something called a "pool cue rack" and "leaf blower" for Jack and "light fixtures" and "scrapbooking sticker maker" for Mandy.
Then, we went over to Mandy's parents' house, and they had ANOTHER treat-filled cloth thing for me - they told me by this time this was called a "stocking." There were even more treats and toys in this stocking for me! I could definitely get used to this style of living!!
Later, when Jack's parents arrived and brought more stockings, I was so excited that they had brought me another stocking (I love those!!). When I stuck my head inside the one I thought was mine, Mandy didn't like it very much, because it turned out that was hers (again -she's so greedy). It was disappointing, but I was still happy because I had so many toys to keep me busy and everybody wanted to play with me!Even though they made a big mess in their very clean house, I think it was my best day ever. Tomorrow, maybe they'll give me a few more stockings!!
It's disgusting, really. Smells like manure and unwashed large animals. If you've never experienced this lovely aroma, you really should look up your local FFA barn and take a little trip there to sniff around.
Have you ever thought about the first Christmas, with Mary giving birth to the Savior of the world amongst pigs covered in slop, in a dirty, dingy barn? Can you imagine how much that sucked?
Last night, at Christmas Eve church, we sang "Silent Night." I don't really buy the lyrics in this one. I think this night was anything but silent. Anything but calm.
I hear Mary screaming in pain with each unmedicated contraction. I hear the cows groaning and mooing and the goats rustling around. I hear the chaotic crowd, right outside the dingy cave, each family trying desperately to find somewhere, anywhere to sleep that night after such a long and stressful journey. I hear a slimy, disgusting baby cry out as the cold and unfamiliar air hits him for the first time on Earth. And then I hear Joseph crying out with joy when he's allowed to come back in to see his borrowed son for the first time.
I realize it could have been the perfect nativity scene that the song, statues and paintings depict, but I kind of prefer the image I have: a perfect Savior born in an imperfect body, in an imperfect world, to save a lot of very imperfect people.
Sounds perfect to me.
Monday, December 22, 2008
The Paper Studio glue sticks – Usually I’m not all that impressed with glue sticks in the first place because they tend to dry funny and wrinkle paper (and I won’t even start about how they’re probably not actually acid-free), but this glue stick truly sucks. Don’t bother.
Elmer's Adhesive Dot Stamper – It’s not terribly hard to use, as long as it actually works. Most of the time, however, the dots come out in random places, if they come out at all. Not impressed.
Paper Studio repositionable tape runners – This tape runner does not actually function without you using your finger to drag the tape forward every time you actually want the tape to come out! Awful.
Rubber cement – What is this, from the 1940s? The bottle I have doesn’t even claim to be acid free, and on top of that, it’s a pain in the butt to use. Don’t go near the stuff.
Update - I just got a message from Deborah of Megan Lock Designs - apparently the comment form wasn't working (grr) but she was kind enough to send me her comment on Facebook:
It won't let me leave a comment on your adhesive crafty blog post. Booo. I've heard the ATG is bulky and too cumbersome to use. I've heard it takes up a lot of space on your table and if you're like me, that's important. I usually work on a small table. Like you, I think it's too pricey to take the plunge. I *LOVE* Duck adhesive. It's made by the duct tape (I think) people. I buy mine online because I live in the country, blah...so I buy it online. You can get it at JoAnns and when you have their 40% off coupon and you buy the 4pack it's $7. They aren't refillable, so they're not very green....if you're worried about the atmosphere. They're FAR better than the Tombow runners, BUT the Tombow Mono glue is a universal favorite in the crowds I know. It's the best. I like glue dots if I want some dimension, but not so much dimension that I need to use a pop dot. I also use glue dots for some embellishments. I'm not familiar with Creative Memories products...
Thanks, Deborah!! That's very helpful and I can't wait to try the Duck adhesive. And to answer your question, no, I don't care if it's "green" or not.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
My husband absolutely did not wear my “Gucci” sunglasses (and by “Gucci,” I mean they say “Gucci,” and I got them in China for $5. You do the math) while driving my car, since it was bright and he didn’t have his.
And I am definitely not looking forward to Christmas. Not at all.
What did you not do today?
Friday, December 19, 2008
In 1998, one of Jack's Corps buddies' moms gathered some ash from the year's Aggie bonfire into a bunch of Christmas ornaments. Then, she decorated them and gave them out that year as gifts. Little did she (or anyone know) that this would be a priceless artifact one year later, because that ash was from the last bonfire that would ever burn on the campus of Texas A&M University.
Make something this year. You never know how much it will mean to someone.
How cute is that? It's a little Nutter Butter Santa! Just some Nutter Butters, white chocolate, red sprinkles, chocolate and white chocolate chips, and red hots, and you've got yourself some cute little treats!
Thank you, Carson!!
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
I did not add something I had already done to my to-do list at work just so I could cross it off.
I do not yell at my computer at work when it doesn’t do what I want.
I did not fall asleep during the Cowboys game last night, then wake up three hours later, thinking it was the end of the first quarter, when it was really the end of the fourth.
I do not hate my work mac, and I do not think hard-core mac users are stereotypically arrogant and annoying. I do not whine about this to my work friend all the time.
I did not giggle about my husband hating parades after I hung up the phone with angry Jack.
I did not find it amusing that Jack’s family said “no Christmas gift exchange” this year, then secretly passed unauthorized gifts all around to everyone, claiming “this isn’t really a Christmas present.”
I will not let work stress me out this week. Even if I don’t have time to get the work I desperately need to get done done because there are too many other fires to fight. Even if I get more work piled on top of normal work. Even if this place burns down. I will not let work stress me out anymore. Ever.
What did you “not” do this week?
Friday, December 12, 2008
Thursday, December 11, 2008
"Really? Are you sure?" I asked, shocked that somebody would actually pass up a glorious pre-heated bed.
He said he was sure.
"Okay," I warned, "but you're going to be getting into a cold bed."
"That's okay," he said, as he flashed me a smile. "I'll be getting in it with a hot woman."
I Google our favorite Chinese place, Royal Chopsticks in Allen. I find their phone number and glance at their hours. They close at 10 p.m. Perfect, because it's only 9:45.
A teenage voice answers the phone.
"Um... we're closed," he says, without any introduction.
"No, your website says you close at 10, and it's only 9:45," I reply, annoyed that he would try that with me.
"Oh, yeah," he stammers, "we stop cooking at 9:45 so the cooks have time to clean up."
"Seriously?" I ask the kid, indignantly. "You're not going to take my money?"
"Sorry," he replies apathetically.
"Fine," I say, and hang up.
Listen, you buttheads (oh yes, I just called you that. That's what happens when you tick me off), when your hours say 10 p.m., you are obligated to keep cooking until 10 p.m.! If your doors must remain unlocked during your business hours, then why the heck will you not take my order (and money!) during your business hours!? It is absolutely ridiculous to refuse service during your posted business hours!!!!
Needless to say, we're shopping for a new Chinese restauraunt.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Pricing is reasonable – about the same as Red Lobster, and much better food.
And the service – amazing. We had a wonderful lady named Elizabeth as our server and she was sweet, friendly, and quick! Definitely ask for her if you go. Tell her Jack and Mandy sent you - she'll probably even remember us!!
They also have a restaurant in Addison, but you should go to the Allen one because they just opened and we want them to stay!!!
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Can you go to the children that are hungry and give them some toys and make a Merry Christmas to them. Guess what I want for Christmas. My two front teeth.
I will leave you some cookies!
Monday, December 8, 2008
I did not slice my hand with my paper-cutter while making Christmas cards last night, and I did not refer the cut as my “war wound” today.
I was not disappointed about my old car [which I did not personify by naming “Burt”], that I sold last week, being wrecked by its [his] new owner. Why should I care about it [him] now?
I was not completely bored with all the meetings today, and was not highly unproductive at work as a result.
I am not so materialistic that I absolutely love my new car (Michelle). And since I don’t absolutely love Michelle, I’m absolutely not mean to Jack when I think he’s going to hurt it by hitting something. [10 points for anybody who can tell me why I named the car Michelle. The car looks like this.]
My house is not a mess. And I’m not worried about Sarah coming over tonight and seeing it messy.
I did not spend all of Sunday afternoon cleaning out the garage, only to have Jack’s truck not fit.
I was not disappointed that our new, pretty blinds in the game room make our old, not-so-pretty blinds in the kitchen look worse.
What did you not do today?
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Dad: "No joke. [Our friend who bought Burt] got a call at 1:00 in the morning (last night). He told [his wife] and she started crying, shook her head and said 'He killed Burt.'
[Our friend who bought Burt] is borrowing my trailer to go to Roundrock and pick up the wreckage."
Poor Burt. He was still so young."
[The kid] is OK. Apparently he was texting and rear ended someone on 35."
Monday, December 1, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
Some recent Facebook comments from people I actually know:
hope im just like dehydrated or sumthin.
doesnt matter if they make profit off of it.. their still giving money away to chairity
Caitlyn isnt feeling great. and hasto get up early for a math test. thats the worst. =[.
its too quiet without youuuu
Wow your big time! thats awesome. I love Nip/Tuck, steal stuff from the set and sent it to me!
What's frustrating U hun? Anything i can do to cheer U up?
when do you get backkkkkk?!
It's just too frustrating. I can't possibly not write a ranting blog entry about it. Why must young people write as if they have zero intellect?
I recently read a friend's facebook status that said "[His name] is tryin to make sum ringtones. what FREE program do u use? i found one on a website thats really good. just alil tedious." I commented back.
"Why don't you spell with real words?" I asked.
"if 1 understanz wut im sayin wut duz it madder?" he replied, being a smart-alec.
"Because you sound much dumber than you actually are," I replied.
"Mandy, this is just Facebook. Thank you for knowing how I speak online is not necessarily how I speak in real life. That being said, this is just facebook. I am not writing a thesis, grant proposal, or a letter to my grandmother. I usually just do not want to take the time to type everything out properly," he said.
This got me thinking. I realize that this is a less formal communication method. I'm good with that! I don't always capitalize when I'm supposed to or check every word for spelling errors when I write on Facebook walls or talk with IM.
But seriously, people, why must you completely abandon everything you've ever learned about writing and become 100% lazy (Yes! Poor writing is lazy!) when you get on Facebook?
Here's the thing, friends. People already look down on the younger generation. It will always be true. Younger people must prove themselves to the older generations to be taken seriously! I don't care how you feel about that; it's true. It's true in the business world, it's true in school, it's true in the moral and religious world (Ever heard of 1 Timothy 4:12? There's a reason Paul told Timothy: "Do not let anyone look down on you because you are young, but be an example for other believers in your speech, behavior, love, faithfulness, and purity.")
Let's talk about that "setting an example for other believers in speech." Obviously, we usually think what we say in reference to this passage, but I'd like you to take a minute to consider the way you say them. If your grammar, spelling, and capitalization are so bad that nobody is taking you seriously to begin with, why would they bother trying to interpret your message?
I don't care if it's fair. You must work extra hard to prove yourself as a young person. You must work extra hard to communicate effectively and intelligently.
Do not intentionally misspell words - it's not cute when you say "sumone" instead of "someone." Learn the difference between "to" and "too;" "their," "there," and "they're," and for goodness sake, "you're" and "your!" Use an apostrophe every so often! Don't hold down keeeeyyyyyss because you think it's funnnyyyyyyyy! Add the "g" to the end of the present participle form of verbs!!
It's honestly not that difficult to write like an adult! You are a college-educated human being. And even if you're not, you are at least high-school educated, and if American schools can't even teach basic grammar in 13 years of schooling, I want to move out of this country before I pro-create (But guess what? They do. Because I came away knowing how to write).
Put some effort into your writing. Even casual writing. You will not be taken seriously otherwise. Really, you shouldn't be taken seriously otherwise.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Henry: What do you know? You build flying machines and you walk on water, and yet you know nothing about life!
Leonardo da Vinci: I know that a life without love is no life at all.
Danielle: Forgive me, Your Highness, I did not see you.
Henry: Your aim would suggest otherwise.
Henry: You told me it was a matter of life or death.
Leonardo da Vinci: [unrolling the Mona Lisa] A woman always is, sire.
[after DaVinci opens a locked door by removing the pins from the hinges]
Louise: Why, that was pure genius!
Leonardo da Vinci: Yes, I shall go down in history as the man who opened a door!
Henry: Nicole, do you know the ruins at Amboise?
Henry: I often go there to be alone. Would you meet me there tomorrow?
Danielle: I shall try.
Henry: Then I shall wait all day.
Gypsy Leader: M'lady, you may have anything you can carry.
Danielle: [glances at the Prince] May I have your word on that, sir?
Gypsy Leader: [considers for a moment] On my honor as a gypsy, whatever you can carry. [Danielle lifts the Prince over her shoulders and begins to walk off with him. The gypsies laugh] Gypsy Leader: [Laughing] Wait! Please! Come back! I'll give you a horse!
1. Jack. I have been insanely blessed with an incredible husband. He never ceases to impress with me with his kindness, intellect, responsibilty and ability to make me laugh. Even after only 8 months of being married to him, I can't imagine life without him.
2. My family. My parents have given us so many things, from the equity in the house to the dinners they pay for when they take us out. My brother and sister-in-law make life more enjoyable with their e-mails, phone calls, and their dog's blog entries. My in-laws have been nothing but amazing and sweet to me, and I realize this isn't the case for many parents-in-law/kid-in-law relationship. My father-in-law is also always willing to come help with (by "help with" I mean "do") all of the renovations we're doing on our house.
3. Our jobs. In this very uncertain economy, it's nice to have pretty good job security, and even more than that, to be working jobs we actually like. Sure, we have days where we don't particularly want to get up and go to work, but most of the time we really love doing what we do. I realize that's not the norm.
4. Our friends. From neighbors who threw me the most beautiful bridal shower ever and are willing to do anything for me daily if needed, to bosses who think of us when they hear about good deals on cars, to new friends to go to dinner with, to work friends who always make me laugh and brighten my stressful day, to a beautiful girl who prays for me daily when she could easily be feeling sorry for herself during a hard time, to taekwondo students who give us incredibly generous gifts. What a blessing these people are!!
5. All the stuff. Even though we don't deserve it, God has provided above and beyond what I ever thought possible during my short 22 years here. To own a house, a couple of cars, the computers, the TVs, the scrapbooking supplies, the hardwood floors, the clothes, the pretty dishes, the video games, the decor... I could go on and on. Not a day goes by that I'm not thankful for the things God has provided.
Five things Jack is thankful on Thanksgiving:
1. A wonderful loving wife. Because she helps me out in so many different ways.
2. Such a wonderful house. It's a joy to come home every day and see it.
3. Our jobs. There are so many people out there that either don't have jobs, or have jobs they don't like.
4. Our health. Neither one of us have too many issues.
5. That Mandy has a new car, so I don't have to worry about her when she drives around.
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Mississippi Girl — Faith Hill – EVERY time this one comes on the radio, Jack sings this to me in the same octive Faith Hill sings in, and it makes me die with laughter.
What Was I Thinkin' — Dierks Bentley – “Our” first song – Jack said this was “our song” when we first started dating, because I was so young so he wondered what he was thinking trying to date me – romantic, huh?
I Will Be Here — Steven Curtis Chapman – Susan sang this at our wedding
Forever & Ever, Amen — Randy Travis – Every time this one comes on the radio, Jack sings it to me.
I Cross My Heart — George Strait – We danced to this one at our wedding for our first dance.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Mmmm... first hot chocolate of the season
Quiz of the day: which Christmas movie (shown here) did we watch while decorating? Leave a comment!
I did not take on more than I could handle at work, and I am not barely staying above water.
I did not grab my AWANA shirt off my floor on Wednesday morning and spray it with Downy wrinkle release rather than having it washed and ready to go from the week before. I never wear unwashed clothing!
I would not have called in sick today (if I didn’t have so darn much work to do!)
I did not lay down on my office floor today to see if it would help my back ache. Then, I did not sit on the floor for a while, half because it helped a little, and half because I needed a break from editing.
I am not super-excited about the car that I haven’t seen yet that Jack said he would buy me. I have not all-but made up my mind that I’m going to let him buy it.
I do not resent Jack for bringing home icky little kid germs all the time from the taekwondo school, then being immune himself and passing the illnesses on to me.
I did not enjoy myself immensely on Saturday night, when Jack and I went out with another couple, and we did not end up talking for three hours after dinner. I absolutely did not prep Jack with behavior “suggestions” before the dinner – he’s an adult and he knows how to behave on his own! I was not really really really hoping he would like my friend’s husband so we could all hang out together.
I am not really excited that I finished my first video at work, and I’m not hoping for more video projects!
What did you "not" do today?
Stay tuned; I may have a new car tomorrow…
Saturday, November 22, 2008
If you become a fan of Papa John's Pizza on Facebook, they send you a promo code for a free medium pizza. That sounds a lot like Wednesday night's dinner!
Maggie's getting excited...
Update - It's been an hour and I still haven't gotten my coupon. Stay tuned for a possible complete turn-around of this review.
Update #2 - Because I thought maybe my e-mail address just hadn't gone through the first time, I tried re-submitting it on the previous page. I got a "Duplicate Entry" page, and as a reward for my "stupidity," this is what the page said:
"Oops... It appears the email address or registration information you've entered has already been used to register for our weekly email offers. You should already be receiving special offers and informational emails from us. As our way of saying thanks for already being a Papa John’s email club member, please enjoy a FREE order of Cheesesticks with your next online pizza purchase. Click Here for a special FREE Cheesesticks offer."
YAY! Papa John's and the U.S. Government: Rewarding stupidity with free stuff.
Friday, November 21, 2008
But I just looked at Amanda’s and Sarah’s pictures from their recent camping trips, and they came away with really beautiful pictures, which is kind of making me re-think the whole camping thing. The problem is, we don’t really know how to camp. And that’s not fully our faults… we did go on camping trips when we were kids, but during my family camping trips, we slept on cots in little cabins every Easter, while Jack slept in pop-out campers on his. We never did camping “right.” (Or maybe… we did!)
Now the question is… do we (actually, “I,” not “we,” because I already know what Jack’s reaction will be to this idea) want to try this now that we’re adults?
Hmm… Something to ponder.
Here’s the result I’ve come up with at the moment: it’s cold. Let’s go camping in a hotel.
After our soup was served, I took a little sip off my spoon and remarked that it was hot, so be careful.
“Well of course it’s hot,” he said. “That’s what makes it soup!”
“That’s what makes it soup?” I retorted, mockingly. “The temperature?”
“Yes,” he replied, confidently.
“Alright then, so when it gets cold it ceases to be soup?”
“What does it become then?” I asked
“Cereal,” he replied, without hesitation.
I proceeded to initiate a passionate yet friendly argument about why soup could not possibly turn into cereal, using arguments from “okay, so exactly what temperature does soup have to drop to before it’s cereal?” [Answer: room temperature]. “Okay then, so canned soup isn’t soup until it’s heated?” [Answer: no].
It’s really not all that productive disputing someone who’s completely devoid of logic in their arguments.
But I guess I’ll give him a break… did I mention he came and took me to lunch today?
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
As my morning bagel was toasting, I got out the crock pot and the bag of pot roast, carrots, and potatoes, congratulating myself on how amazingly prepared I was. I set it on low and added the food with about of a half a cup of water.
As I entered the house, I was pleasantly surprised by a nice food smell. Oh yeah! I already cooked! Yay!
Apparently, it was either not enough water or too much time after my 10-hour day at work, because this is what I actually came home to:
Time will tell whether Jack will eat the burnt potatoes, shrivelled carrots, and dried out pot roast for dinner or not. I've mentioned before that his standards are pretty low for food. And thank goodness for that.
The problem is...this isn't the first time I've had crock pot trouble.
The last time I brought out the crock pot, I had one of those Betty Crocker (or insert other food brand name here) frozen crock pot meals, I think it was something like stroganoff. Evidently, you need to read the directions on these things, because I just threw in the meatballs, noodles, water, and gravy all at the same time.
An hour after I got to work, Jack called me.
"Um, honey? What's this in the crock pot?" he asked.
"Our dinner," I said, excited about my new status as most prepared wife ever.
"Well," he said "I don't think I want to eat it."
"Why wouldn't you want to eat my dinner?" I asked in my poutiest voice.
"It's mush," he reported. "The directions say that you weren't supposed to add the noodles until an hour before serving. Did you even read the directions?"
"Oh. Um," I said. "You're going to need to throw that out."
Apparently Mandy and the crock pot do not play well together. Perhaps next week I can share all the ways I can screw dinner up with nothing but a griddle.
**Update: Jack got home and chose cereal. He did a little laughing at me for my inability to cook using the presumably easiest method possible. He also poked at the potatoes and carrots, remarking: "It still feels like food." Then later, when he was throwing it out: "This smells like burnt french fries." Oh well. Maybe I'll be a gourmet chef in another lifetime. For now, we'll enjoy our Lucky Charms.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Jack and I did not spend about $200 between us on Christmas gifts and decorations this weekend.
I was not super-excited that Jack's friend needed a place to stay Saturday night because I wanted to use my guest room.
I was not afraid of a 7-week-old baby when I held her. What could she possibly do to me?
Oh yeah, and I did not call a 7-week-old baby "it," as in "Aww! It's so small!" and did not get corrected by her dad: "She. She's so small."
I did not try to get out of going to Jack's tournament on Saturday morning because I didn't want to get up for it or pay the $5 to get in the door. (It didn't work... I still went. But I'm glad I did.)
I was not glad about the Cowboys winning only because I knew it would mean my husband would be in a good mood.
I am not annoyed that my husband must not only watch every second of the Cowboys game LIVE (we have a DVR!! Pause it for a second, for crying out loud!), but also the Out of Bounds hour-long recap afterwards.
I'm not at all excited about my new wood floors or valences in the kitchen. I don't want to look at them all the time. I also don't want to rip out all the wall paper, texturize the walls, and paint all the trim and walls in my insane fit of motivatedness to get the house in order and perfect.
I didn't pout about anything this week. That would be childish.
And I definately DON'T want to brag ALL the time about my perfect and wonderful husband who cooks, cleans, opens my doors, wins tournaments, and takes me shopping. I am NOT married to the sweetest, most talented man in the world. I am definatly not really really happy to be married.
[Except that I am.]
Sunday, November 16, 2008
"I like being your wifey."
He looked at me and smiled.
"I like being your wifey too," he responded.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
I like making folders for each year of pictures, like this:
..and in that, make folders with a date (mm-dd) and description (e.g., "10-25 - Boston")...
...sometimes, if I have a trip with multiple locations, I split the folders up even more with the dates of each location, like I did for honeymoon here:
...and within that, I put all my pictures, seperating the best into a "Best" folder for finding them easily for scrapbooking or putting them on facebook. (By the way, don't put every picture you take on facebook. Weed out the bad ones and only post the good - a lot of the ones you take suck and we don't need to see them!! Rant over.)
I realize this may seem over-the-top as far as how many folders there are, but you'll thank me when you're looking for a picture or wonder when a trip happened and can look at the location of the picture on your hard drive and easily find the date associated with it.
Someday, I'll finally tell you about: Using the free bulk rename utility to rename the actual files to include the date and time taken, along with a label you can use to search your hard drive for the perfect picture.
Here are the two big things I must brag about today:
- This morning, Jack competed at an "A" tournament and won 1st in Weapons and 2nd in Forms. He makes it look completely effortless, and aside from being absolutely exhausted after he finishes his forms, I kind of think it is for him. He doesn't really have to work for it (though he discovered that he does much better when he does work for it), because he has such great natural talent when it comes to taekwondo. He always makes me proud.
- Last week, my friend was coming over to watch the CMAs with me, so I picked up the house a little on Tuesday night, then a little more on Wednesday after AWANA, but it wasn't exactly spotless. I asked Jack if he would do the dishes on Thursday morning and just kind of pick up some of the clutter by his chair in the living room, and he said it wouldn't be a problem. When I got home that evening, not only had he cleaned the kitchen and picked up the living room, but he had swept the front and back entry ways and vacuumed the living room and game room for me. I found out later that he had had to work extra hard at work that morning to get back in time to do that for me.
I guess I'll keep him a while. :)
Friday, November 14, 2008
- Taylor rocked. Too bad the audio was off (banjo and cymbal were getting through loud and clear, though... blah). The whole show had huge audio problems. Sarah and I were pretty sad about that, being audio people ourselves who could OF COURSE run the whole thing perfectly (ha).
- Oh my goodness... they had Reba's mic off for half her performance with Brooks and Dunn (YOU DON'T FORGET TO TURN ON REBA'S MIC!!!)
- Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs. Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs. Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs. Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs. Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs. Kid Rock does not belong at the CMAs.
- Sugarland's new song (AND JENNIFER'S OUTFIT!) was weird.
- I liked that Miranda played on stage with just her guitar. It was pure and simple and showed her raw talent.
- George Strait. Greatness. The end.
- Carrie - 8 DRESSES. 8 different dresses in 3 hours. Wow. That's all, just wow.
- Anybody else think it's interesting that the two hosts won best male and best female artists?
"You know, last night made me feel really great about being a country music fan in general. Country music is the place to find reality in music, and reality in the stars who make that music. There's kindness and goodness and....honesty in the people I look up to, and knowing that makes me smile. I'm proud to sing country music, and that has never wavered. The reason for the being.. nights like last night." Source: Taylor's blog
Thursday, November 13, 2008
After all of that, I overlooked the clock radio set to wake me up in the morning, so I woke up to the announcement of who won Entertainer of the Year. I made an "auuugggghhhh" sound and turned it off quickly, and Jack laughed at me, consoling me with "don't worry, at least it wasn't one of the IMPORTANT awards."
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I have AWANA tonight, which is just fine because that’s what God made DVRs for (Yay!) My friend Sarah is also going to be at AWANA, so we’re watching them on THURSDAY (tomorrow) night instead of tonight. SO… if you love me at all (or just aren’t a jerk), please don’t text, e-mail, call, or tell me anything about the results until after tomorrow night. I’ll be in news, radio, facebook, and TV isolation until then.
Thanks for your cooperation. I don’t have much; don’t ruin this one for me.
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Yes, it was worth going out at midnight and dealing with very slow Wal-Mart employees, not getting home until 1 a.m. then having to get up for work early the next morning. Yes, it was worth being teased by my husband about having a "girl crush" on Taylor.
Fifteen: Cried while recording this
Love Story: Someday I’ll find this
Hey Stephen: Love and the ft (?) ***Love and theft. Thanks, Shane.
White Horse: All ever wanted was the truth
You Belong with Me: Love is blind so you couldnt see me
Breathe: m sorry m sorry m sorry
Tell me Why: Guess was fooled by your smile
You’re not sorry: She can have you
The way I loved you: We cant go back
Forever and Always: If you play these games were both going to lose
The Best Day: God bless Andrea Swift
Change: You made things change for me
Monday, November 10, 2008
- Mistletoe is a parasitic plant that grows on trees, particularly hardwood trees like oak and apple. A parasite is a plant or animal that needs another plant or animal to survive. As mistletoe grows on a tree and uses its roots to invade a tree's bark, which allows mistletoe to absorb the tree's nutrients. Sometimes, mistletoe can harm a tree and cause deformities in a tree's branches, but usually it doesn't kill its host.
- The word "Mistletoe" is derived from the Old English words, "mistel" (dung) and "tan" (twig). The plant is thought to be named after bird droppings on a branch.
- Ingesting mistletoe can cause severe stomach cramps and diarrhea, and in some cases can be fatal.
- The correct mistletoe etiquette is for the man to remove one berry when he kisses a woman. When all the berries are gone, there's no more kissing permitted underneath that plant.
- Mistletoe is also said to be a sexual symbol, because of the consistency and color of the berry juice as well as the belief that it is an aphrodisiac, the “soul” of the oak from which it grows.
- Maidens may place a sprig of the plant under their pillow at night in the same manner a child places his or her lost tooth in anticipation of a visit from the Tooth Fairy. Instead of exchanging teeth for money, however, the sprig of Mistletoe allows women to dream of their Prince Charming. Burning a mistletoe plant is also thought to foretell a woman’s marital bliss, or lack thereof. A mistletoe that burns steadily prophesies a healthy marriage, while fickle flames may doom a woman to an ill-suited partner.
I have not cleaned my new kitchen floor many, many times because I like the way it looks all shiny and clean.
I wasn’t secretly a little glad the dog peed on our pile of clean clothes because Jack was re-washing them and hanging them up for me all weekend.
I didn’t let my husband and father-in-law do all the work on the kitchen floor, and then put in the last piece as if I deserved the honor.
I’m not listening to Christmas music and drinking from my Christmas mug right now. It’s not even Thanksgiving yet!
I did not use a razor blade to chip all the paint off my window seat instead of sanding it down. That would be potentially hard on the wood!
I didn’t watch the Fist Foot way, the worst movie ever made, on Saturday night. (Actually, except for the first 30 minutes or so, I really didn’t, because I went to sleep. Thank goodness for that.)
I’m not completely bored with politics to the point of not caring what’s going on in Washington anymore.
I’m not having love affairs with McKmama’s and Meagan’s blogs.
I did not tip almost 50% on an eyebrow wax just to make it a nice even number, because, like Meagan, I’m not OCD and neurotic. I don’t do that every single time I go, and I did not get reprimanded from my husband for it.
Jack and I did not decide yesterday to plan a big fancy Christmas party in a burst of motivatedness and Christmas spirit, then today lose heart and debate whether we should really do it because it’s going to be a lot of work.
I’m not spending entirely too much on my Christmas cards this year because I felt like making them would be fun (which it is, fun, that is).
I’m never mad at my husband for staying up late and playing video games instead of coming to bed with me, even if he’s not tired and he doesn’t have to get up until 10 a.m. the next morning.
I never resent Jack for sleeping in when I have to get up.
And I do not have a blogging obsession!
What have you not done today? ;-)