Friday, May 29, 2009

Oh The Otter Pop!

I am confident that I have previously shared my love of otter pops with all of you, my faithful readers, but how can I embark upon the summer months without a tribute to my most beloved treat?! Obviously I can't....so I have compiled the following list:

Things To Love About Otter Pops:

-They are cold
-Not a single "bad" flavor in the box
-They aren't a dead animal
-You can eat all six flavors in one sitting....and you've still only consumed 90 calories
-There are regular flavors....
-And there are "tropical" flavors
-A "bulk" box is available at Costco
-At their most expensive you can still buy 100 of them for only $3.50
-"Gelatin" is not on the ingredients list

I hope all of you will enjoy some otter pops this summer.....just not any that come out of my freezer.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

Stolen Story

So if you haven't read Tera's latest blog post about The Intruder(s)......you must read it! It is super funny but there are a couple of things Tera left out:

1. my over use of swears during this incident....I mostly screamed but I did manage to squeeze in a few choice words. Tera claims she "didn't even hear any swear words" but I don't believe her!

2. how hard Tera was laughing while she typed that post. She just kept laughing.....and then I would start laughing at her......and then she would laugh more. It was definitely worth it to hear that gross-bug-smashing-noise for the laughter later on!

Sunday, May 10, 2009

Mother's Day

As a child I remember thinking that my mom was sort of weird. It was strange to me that she would take care of the yuckiest things (like cleaning up throw-up or mopping up after the toilet overflowed or even just scrubbing the toilet on a weekly basis) and wouldn't even complain. I could not understand how she could do those things without throwing up herself or crying (the two things I would do if asked to do any yucky jobs as a 'child'). Of course at some point I realized she actually had very little choice in the matter....if she didn't do it no one would.

I love my mom so much for doing all those yucky things, and everything else (which seem far too numerous to name) and mostly for loving me for me. She is an amazing person who I look up to and want to be like someday when I have my own children. So I work at doing the yucky jobs....I do scrub my toilet weekly (although I admit it is with a long-handled toilet brush and gloves!) I even cleaned up someone's (not my) throw-up not too long ago (with only 20 or so personal-throw-up-close-calls!) However, I do want to make it clear that although I do those things....I will happily let anyone else do them for me!

And today I want to wish my mom a Happy Mother's Day! I know she hates any kind of recognition but she deserves it......and I think there were just enough throw-up references to keep this from being overly sentimental! I love you mom!

Friday, May 1, 2009

DIY?

Recently I decided that it would be a good idea to switch out my regular shower head to one of those ones that is detachable and has all the different settings. Easy right? Totally. I headed out to the local Target and spent 20 minutes trying to make the best choice...it was rough.....but I made it through and headed home with my shiny new shower head.

Then a couple of nights later it was time and I began to attempt my "do it yourself" project. I snooped around and found Tera's tools and then selected what I was fairly certain would be an appropriate shower-head-changing-implement. So I climbed onto the sides of the tub to give myself a better view and little more leverage. I "opened" the wrench and positioned it onto the shower head (which conveniently had these little flat parts which I, correctly, assumed were for the wrench.). Then I tried to turn it. I tried to turn it some more. But I soon discovered that whoever put it together in the first place was obviously some sort of super-human. I was getting no where in trying to loosen this thing....but I kept at it.


That is until I began to have these images of me standing there and breaking off the whole pipe thing, where upon gallons of water would gush from the wall knocking me down, thus causing me to hit my head on the tub and make me loose consciousness and then Tera would come home to a flooded house and me still unconscious in the bathroom. I did not think this sounded like a good idea.


So I immediately stopped and called my dad. I know he is handy and figured maybe he could help reassure me that I wasn't going to break anything or end up in the hospital as well as maybe give me a few pointers on getting this project done. (My friend Jill later asked me how I thought my dad was going to be able to "walk me through being stronger over the phone"....valid point Jill!)

One of the first questions I asked my dad was if I needed to turn off the water for this type of project (I am NOT handy and kept having gushing-water visions so I was beginning to doubt myself). He was quiet for a long time and then asked in that gentle I-must-be-dealing-with-the-dumbest -person-ever-voice "do you mean in the shower?" No! What was I multi-tasking? I was not showering and trying to do a little bathroom update at the same time. I explained that I meant all the water to the whole house (not that I actually would know how to turn that off anyway.)

I then went on to try to describe to my dad that there was some white stuff on the ridge-y part of the pipe-y thing where the shower-head part twisted on. I mistakenly assumed the white stuff was caulk (I do know that is some sort of sealer stuff). At this point my dad gave up and told me he would be over later that night to help me. Now I really did NOT intend on my dad coming to do the job for me, but.......well I didn't exactly cry about letting someone else do it.

And, as it turns out, the white stuff was not caulk but some sort of required tape that I didn't have anyway (but my dad did), and that I am a the weakest person on the planet because it took my dad ten whole minutes to complete the project (white tape stuff and all!) So Thanks Tons! to my dad for his help....and now I am going to look for a bow-flex on e-bay.