Monday, November 30, 2009

I'm Back! (Deja vu)

If (when) you don't get it, "I'm Back!" was the same title I used when I got home from Girls Camp. (duh)

So I'm Back from Utah. It was AWESOME!! (I told you it would be)! I ate THREE freaking pieces of pie EVERY DAY I WAS THERE! (except Sunday, but I left on that day so it doesn't count) AWESOME!! And Jello. The good, homemade kind, not that cheap stuff from Walmart (that's how they spell it now, have you noticed? I liked it better before). AWESOME!! And they had a Mythbusters marathon (insert deliriously happy music) for, like, 12 freaking hours! It was AWESOME!! The only problem was that it went through dinner, so I missed a lot. That was not AWESOME!!

Anyway, there is not actual reason for this post, but I wanted to up the number of posts in November, and today is my last chance, so I wrote this. AWESOME!!


P.S. I made my Christmas Wishlist a Power Point. I am that good.


Wait for it.....







Wait for it......





Wait a little more for it...





Ok, say it with me, internet:

AWESOME!!

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

I'm off to Utah!

For Thanksgiving I'm going to see my aunt and my other aunt and my other aunt and my uncle and my cousin and my other cousin and a whole bunch of other cousins and aunts and uncles and grandparents and great-aunts and great-uncles, too.

It's gonna be awesome!!!!!

Also, I got SOOOO sick on Sunday, I pretty much just laid around the house and cried all day (when I wasn't sleeping). Then I woke up on Monday (at 6:00) and I felt like 97% better; and I wasn't even tired! But I've been stomach-achy on and off since then. Boooooooo.... I hate being sick.

Have a Happy Thanksgiving (all 2 of you)!!!

Friday, November 20, 2009

I went babysitting yesterday.

And every time the Wonderpets broke out in song, I felt a little piece of my soul die.

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Blogger is retarded. You should know that.

Lookit, I got a new profile picture :)

AND I FINALLY FIGURED OUT HOW TO MAKE MY OWN BACKGROUND!!!!!!!!!!!! I will post it tomorrow or whenever, but I am so ECSTATIC right now cuz I finally figured it out!!

And I found one of those Questions about you things. These are the rules: You can only use one word to answer the questions! And if you want you can copy and paste it to your blog, I don't care.

Here we go:
1. Where is your cell phone? none
2. Your hair? wavy
3. Your mother? wonderful
4. Your father? strict
5. Your favorite food? cheescake
6. Your dream last night? forgot
7. Your favorite drink? milk
8. Your dream/goal? writer
9. What room are you in? downstairs
10. Your hobby? singing
11. Your fear? separated
12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? graduate
13. Where were you last night? bed
14. Something that you aren’t? fool
15. Muffins? so-so
16. Wish list item? facebook
17. Where did you grow up? NV
18. Last thing you did? sat
19. What are you wearing? clothes :)
20. Your TV? HUGE
21. Your pets? none
22. Friends? eh.....
23. Your life? blessed
24. Your mood? ok
25. Missing someone? old friends
26. Vehicle? bike
27. Something you’re not wearing? shoes
28. Your favorite store? dunno
29. Your favorite color? PURPLE!
30. When was the last time you laughed? today?
31. Last time you cried? Saturday
32. Your best friend? Jess
33. One place that I go to over and over? Church
34. One person who emails me regularly? cousin
35. Favorite place to eat? home

That wasn't as hard as I thought it would be :)

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

In honor of Thanksgiving

Ok, first of all, I think it's kinda funny that we (as Americans) need long weekends so much. This big national holiday is on a freaking THURSDAY! Seriously, how could we ever go back to work/school without getting a chance to work of all that pie? So we make throw in a perfectly nonsense 'holiday' for no (almost) no reason at all. I just think that's funny (but I am SOOOOO not complaning or anything...).

So, In honor of Thanksgiving, I am re-posting the declaration Abraham Lincoln gave, setting aside the last Thursday of November as a day of Praise and Thanksgiving (and mass turkey consumption).

"By the President of the United States of America.
A Proclamation.

The year that is drawing towards its close, has been filled with the blessings of fruitful fields and healthful skies. To these bounties, which are so constantly enjoyed that we are prone to forget the source from which they come, others have been added, which are of so extraordinary a nature, that they cannot fail to penetrate and soften even the heart which is habitually insensible to the ever watchful providence of Almighty God. In the midst of a civil war of unequaled magnitude and severity, which has sometimes seemed to foreign States to invite and to provoke their aggression, peace has been preserved with all nations, order has been maintained, the laws have been respected and obeyed, and harmony has prevailed everywhere except in the theatre of military conflict; while that theatre has been greatly contracted by the advancing armies and navies of the Union. Needful diversions of wealth and of strength from the fields of peaceful industry to the national defence, have not arrested the plough, the shuttle or the ship; the axe has enlarged the borders of our settlements, and the mines, as well of iron and coal as of the precious metals, have yielded even more abundantly than heretofore. Population has steadily increased, notwithstanding the waste that has been made in the camp, the siege and the battle-field; and the country, rejoicing in the consiousness of augmented strength and vigor, is permitted to expect continuance of years with large increase of freedom. No human counsel hath devised nor hath any mortal hand worked out these great things. They are the gracious gifts of the Most High God, who, while dealing with us in anger for our sins, hath nevertheless remembered mercy. It has seemed to me fit and proper that they should be solemnly, reverently and gratefully acknowledged as with one heart and one voice by the whole American People. I do therefore invite my fellow citizens in every part of the United States, and also those who are at sea and those who are sojourning in foreign lands, to set apart and observe the last Thursday of November next, as a day of Thanksgiving and Praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the Heavens. And I recommend to them that while offering up the ascriptions justly due to Him for such singular deliverances and blessings, they do also, with humble penitence for our national perverseness and disobedience, commend to His tender care all those who have become widows, orphans, mourners or sufferers in the lamentable civil strife in which we are unavoidably engaged, and fervently implore the interposition of the Almighty Hand to heal the wounds of the nation and to restore it as soon as may be consistent with the Divine purposes to the full enjoyment of peace, harmony, tranquillity and Union.

In testimony whereof, I have hereunto set my hand and caused the Seal of the United States to be affixed.

Done at the City of Washington, this Third day of October, in the year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and sixty-three, and of the Independence of the Unites States the Eighty-eighth.

By the President: Abraham Lincoln"



And just because I can, The Gettysberg address:

"Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.

Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth."

I love that. It's like poetry, the kind I like.

Happy Thanksgiving.

(BTW, I know It's not Thanksgiving yet, but I was afraid if I waited I would forget)

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Guest Post: By Mom

(Migillicutty: BTW, my Mom is a realtor)


I took the boys with me show houses the other night....well really afternoon, but we went at 3:00 and it starts to get dark at 4:00 so it felt like night. Migillicutty was babysitting and it was the only time all day I could take this woman to look for rentals. So I decided she would just have tolerate the boys. She's actually not my favorite client and I wouldn't mind if she ditched me, which she may in fact do after our exciting evening.

In general they were wild and crazy, climbing on things and jumping off of them, throwing rocks trying to see if they could put a whole in the screen that was laying on the ground in the yard at one house. They are completely out of practice behaving with me in public and I am out of practice disciplining them in public because for the last few years I have been able to leave them at home with Migillicutty. Which is so much better!

Finally, we were leaving the last house. It was about 5:30 we had been to 5 houses the boys were crabby, the client was beyond crabby, my feet were killing me cause I'd been wearing my fabulous cute new patent leather shoes all day long, but I was trying not to be crabby because seriously, that never helps anything. And that's why when Thelly mysteriously broke the water pipe that leads to the sprinkler box and it started spraying water five feet in every direction right outside the front door, I didn't even yell or scream or attempt to discipline him in anyway. I just threw my keys and papers as far as I could onto the driveway and jumped in; cute patent leather shoes and all.

The worst part was the it took a a good three minutes standing in the spray, tugging and pulling on the sprinkler box, which I never could get open, before I realized that the box I really needed to be opening to turn the water off to the whole house was down by the street, completely out of the way of the impromptu fountain.

But the good news is that I did figure it out, I shut off the water to the house and then I called the listing agent on the house to tell her what had happened. She didn't answer. I left a message. We took the client home and as I was dropping her off she told me that she didn't want any of the houses. Never mind that the house she is living in has been foreclosed and she is going to be evicted any day and she is a section 8 renter-that means the government pays her rent-and she is going to loose her section 8 voucher if she doesn't find a new place to live by Monday and I had just showed her five houses, four of which were perfectly nice. But whatever! We needed dinner so we headed to Costco for pizza.

Remember the part about how I didn't beat Thelly for braking the pipe by doing I have no idea what, but I'm sure it was something he shouldn't have been doing? Well that was mistake. Because 30 minutes later after having ordered our pizza I was using the bathroom at Costco when Scaffy opened the emergency door and set off the alarm.

I kind of forgot not be crabby after that. I mean I wasn't really super crabby, cause I just don't even have enough fight left in me for much in the way of nastiness towards children; it never helps. But I did develop a new mantra which I repeated for the rest of the night "DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!" Don't touch the cart, don't touch things on the shelves, don't touch your brother, don't touch the water fountain, don't touch the floor, "DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!" Why are you touching the freezer door? Didn't I tell you "DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!" Isn't that pineapple something? Then why are you touching it? I said "DON'T TOUCH ANYTHING!" It was a good time.

After we were done shopping and we still had a few minutes to wait for the pizza I decided to play hang man with them rather than continue to rant. Guess what the first puzzle was? Yeah, Scaffy got it right away too _ _ _ 'T T_ _ _ _ _ _ _ T_ _ _ _!

-Migillicutty's Mom

P.S. The agent called back and said they had a handyman who would be working on that property over the weekend anyway, so I don't need to worry about the pipe. They are taking care of it. I assured her that I was happy to take responsibility for the damage but she insisted that it was fine.

P.P.S. The client called and said she is reconsidering a house that I showed her a few weeks ago-the dirtiest, stinkiest house of any that I have showed her which also happens to have the highest commission of any rental I have ever seen. It's the only 5 bedroom we've seen that will accept section 8, which I guess is why she wants it. We'll see if she changes her mind again but if not I may have to take back all my negative thoughts about her.

Thursday, November 12, 2009

ROTFL

Rolling on the floor laughing, look: http://overheardintheward.com
That's where I got this:


*Primary president: So as the 3rd article of faith says, “…by obedience to the laws and ordinances of the Gospel.” So if we want to live with Heavenly Father again, what do we have to do first?
*CTR boy: Die!

*Bishop to Primary: What is something that we are supposed to do every morning and night, by ourselves, and with our families?
*4-year-old girl: Brush our teeth!

*Sunbeam Teacher: Now fold your arms, bow your head and say, ‘Heavenly Father.’
*Sunbeam: Heavenly Father.
*Sunbeam Teacher: Thank you for our blessings.
*Sunbeam: You’re welcome.

This place is going on my bloggroll (is that how you spell it?). It's hilarious!

Saturday, November 7, 2009

This actually happened.

A for reals conversation between me and Thelly:

(He is rattling of the stuff he wants for Christmas (every other thing for boys in the Christmas catalog))

Thelly: "...and I want this board game and this race car and this ping-pong ball popper gun...."
Me: "What would you do with a ping-pong ball popper gun?"
Thelly: "Uh...."
(He looks for that page in the catalog so he can read the description.)
Thelly: "Lookit, it has a spring and so you just push this button and then the ping-pong balls shoot out super fast!"
Me: "I didn't ask what it does, I asked what you would do with it.
Thelly: "I would get one for Scaffy too and then we could shoot at each other with them.
Me: "Wouldn't it kinda hurt to get hit with a ping-pong ball going super fast?"
Thelly: "Well...um....we could miss."

Why don't you just throw air at each other? Then you would certainly miss!
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And a for reals conversation between Thelly and Scaffy:

(Thelly is looking at a picture of an aquarium.)

Thelly: "Scaffy, what is that fish called?"
Scaffy: "I dunno."
Thelly: "No, really, what is that fish called?"
Scaffy: "I just told you, I do not know!"
Thelly: I know you don't know, but I just want you to tell me what that fish is called!"
Scaffy: How am I supposed to tell you something that I Do Not Know!?!
Thelly: Um....I dunno......

Friday, November 6, 2009

Oh. My. Gosh.

I MADE IT INTO THE 'AMERICAN CHORAL DIRECTORS ASSOCIATION ("ACDA") WESTERN DIVISION YOUTH TREBLE HONOR CHOIR'!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(that's the HONOR CHOIR for ALL of the western states!!!!)

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Why I Am Not A Normal Girl--or-- Reasons My Mom Says My Husband Will Love Me

(btw, I got this idea from Motherboard, but I'm giving her credit for it so she can't say I stole her idea (she has a copyright, you know...))

*My favorite genre is science fiction (but you already knew that, right?)

*My 2nd favorite genre is fantasy/action/adventure with huge (really HUGE), bloody battles.

*My 3rd favorite genre is murder mysteries.

*My favorite video games (not including Lego Star Wars) are RockBand and Ravin' Rabbids.

*I love Mythbusters, and my favorite episodes are the ones where they blow stuff up.

*I prefer to spend my money on Smithonian and National Geographic magazines rather than Banana Rebublic/Hollister/Areo-Postale outfits.

*I spend most of my time on the internet either blogging (or reading other blogs) or reading the Star Wars databank.

*I play Star Wars board games w/ my brothers. (you know the game Chewie and R-2 are playing in Episode 4 (when C-3PO says "let the Wookie win")? I play that with my brothers)

*I don't like to decorate all that much. More or less all the decorations in my room are Star Wars posters. That's it.

*I very rarely wear jewelry. Like every other Sunday kinda rarely.

*I love playing soccer.

And for the Grand Finale.......

*I don't like Twilight.


(hear that? that's the sound of my friend never speaking to me again.)

Blinkee

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