My daughter wakes me up at 2:30 am and I'm thinking to myself, great. I literally cannot open my left eyelid I'm so tired. But she needs me so I push through it. She's doesn't feel good and has thrown up. And she's crying because she tried so hard to make it to the bathroom and didn't. And I've ingrained it in their heads to throw up anywhere except on the carpet. Blankets, clothes, the couch, anywhere except the carpet. And that's where she made it. Poor girl. As I'm getting up, I walk by our dresser and stop. We just got some new candles and I grab one and light it. Can I tell you what an awesome job it did to keep the smell at bay? The only time I got the horrid smell was when I left the candle's vigil. So I'm thinking it's one amazing candle. Cause if it can cover vomit stench, it's doing a fantastic job in my book. So today I'm really glad for these awesome candles:
http://www.homemade-candle-creations.com/scented-soy-candles.html
"For what do we live, but to make sport for our neighbors and laugh at them in our turn?" (Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice)
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Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monday, May 9, 2011
One Liners
(With much excitement.) "I'm getting my mom a HAMMER for Mother's Day!"
"Hey you know how websites are .com? Well I just figured out that the dot is a period."
"Hey you know how websites are .com? Well I just figured out that the dot is a period."
Sunday, May 8, 2011
Saturday, May 7, 2011
Snow
One week ago today, I awoke to 5 inches of snow on the ground. Woo-hoo! After dragging my sister outside like a little kid, I tell her, "Do you know how far I have to travel to see this stuff?" She's from Wyoming and her unimpressed expression told it for her, "Do you know how far I have to travel to get away from this stuff?"
Friday, May 6, 2011
Remember where you are ...
My sister and I were walking on campus at BYU and just having a regular conversation. During this conversation, she is telling me how she didn't eat when she was suppose to and now has a migraine coming on - and that she's decided to go back to the hotel, strip, and take a nap. Laughing at her choice of words and not wanting to find her like that when the rest of us return, I tell her, "You better not get naked ..." right as a BYU male student starts to pass us on his bike but instead rides off the sidewalk, almost crashes into a tree, and wobbles on the bike trying to keep his head down and get back to the pavement. Oops.
Thursday, May 5, 2011
Where is that?
Another fun moment in the airport (come on, gotta take them when you can) - there is a lady standing about two feet away from me talking very loudly on her phone. This is what I hear:
"We're in Utah waiting to switch planes."
"It's a state ..."
"We're in Utah waiting to switch planes."
"It's a state ..."
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Am I at the airport?
You know the routine at the airport security. Shoes off - shuffle your stuff around - everything out of your pockets - are you wearing a belt? - good luck with the kids and strollers - and the just the general mayham of it all. Well last week while I'm getting ready for my turn, I pause. Am I really hearing what I think I'm hearing? Looking around to survey, yup - there is a lady on the other side of security playing an accordian of carnival music. Very fitting.
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