My friend Jennifer invited Jason, my mom and I over for dinner at her house tonight. I of course accepted cause they are great cooks and it was BBQ food. (How could I say no?)
I drive us up to their house, we have a FANTASTIC meal, and then it is time to drive home. Anyone that knows Jason, or me, know that we listen to quite a variety of music. This particular evening, we were listening to KJUL, 104.7 (one of my fav's). We turned onto La Madre, maybe 2 miles from home and Superstar by the Carpenters comes on.
Mom and Jason both softly started out singing the famous words...
Long ago, and oh so far away
I fell in love with you before the second show
I looked at Jason shocked cause he actually knew the words! I knew the song, but as usual, not the right words. We turned onto Spring Falls and they were still at it...
Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear
But you're not really here, it's just the radio
I was totally digging this situation. I was feeling a Sweet Caroline moment coming very quickly, and as we turned onto Summer Glen, and as we drove past the house, I cranked the stereo and we belted...
DON'T YOU REMEMBER YOU TOLD ME LOVED ME BABY
YOU SAID YOU'D BE COMING BACK AGAIN THIS WAY, BABY
BABY, BABY, BABY, BABY, OH BABY
I LOVE YOU, I REALLY DO
We drove around our neighborhood til the song was over cause I was totally digging this hilarious moment. Why do I love my husband? This is one reason why. Why do I love my family? This is one reason why.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Sunday, May 31, 2009
I will have the usual with a side of completely unusual, please.
Jason and I have been to the temple quite a few times in the last few months. Half the time we set up dates with other people. All the other times it's, "I'm feeling a need for the temple. Want to go?" The answer is NEVER no.
Let me tell you how our visits usually go. Jason gets off work and I want to make it to the temple by X time. We rush to get ready, we are rushing on the freeway and generally I am getting irritated, if Jason's driving, cause he loves the speed limit and I feel like, HEY! We've got somewhere to be!!! HURRY!!! Then, we are usually fumbling for our recommends, rent clothes and in we go. Calmly. We do whatever is needed, and then we leave. The last however many times we've gone, I usually am done changing before Jason. Everyone is usually done before him so we wait in one of the waiting areas for him. And, typically, he exits the men's dressing rooms about 5-15 minutes after the rest of us have. Then we go eat.
Yesterday, as I left work around 1300, I called Jason as I usually do, and told him I wanted to go to the temple. I got home about 1320 and just relaxed for a while. I really wanted to make the 1700 session, but was happy with just making it there. We took the next 4 hours getting ready to go and we got in the car to leave around 1730. Jason drove, but since we didn't have an exact time to be there and we weren't holding other people up, I think it helped me to remain calm the whole way there. He even took Charleston which didn't bother me... too much. I'm more of an Eastern to Bonanza girl cause I DESPISE CHARLESTON!!! Anyway, we got to the temple and I was feeling good. Jason was feeling good. It was just past 1800 when we arrived at the temple so we were most likely making the 1830 session. After getting inside, we went our separate ways. I sat waiting for Jason in the chapel til he rejoined me about 8 minutes later. (See, still a typical trip.)
After our session (which we got to be the WC for the first time - which helped us pay more attention), we went our separate ways yet again. The only thing I did differently from times before was make a pit stop at the restroom. That only took maybe 2 minutes. I grabbed my stuff and exited the women's side to go wait for him. Most waiting areas were pretty crowded, so I went and sat by the windows where you can see those leaving the changing rooms and those in the lobby. After sitting for about 5 minutes, I heard a lot of chatter from the lobby. I looked down to see who or what was going on and just saw a couple guys on a couch, one bald one and one that looked like John the security guy. I thought, when Jason is out we'll see what's going on. (WELL, this is when the good stuff comes). All of a sudden it registered in my head that that bald guy sitting next to John was my bald guy!!! I felt like such a dope for having to take a double take at him! I grabbed my stuff and started walking down to the lobby.
Under the dome was Jason and John on one couch, another guy in shirt and tie on the opposite couch, and a guy in a green tee, navy gym shorts, sometimes a baseball cap (depends on if he was throwing it around or not), and tennis shoes. The three shirt and tie guys were talking with this guy. At first I thought it was an investigator and they were talking to him trying to explain the church and whatnot. But, oh no. It was much more than that. I could sense that there was something slightly wrong about the situation, so I sat at the far end of the couch furthest from "David".
John had been trying for a while to get David on his way. The temple was getting ready to close and he obviously could not stay there. David had said a few things like, I don't want to go home. I walked here to get help. My mom is in a lot of pain. She has multiple sclerosis and I hate her for making me take care of her. She doesn't love me and that's why she makes me do it. John explained to him that that is why he is allowed to take care of her is because she trusts him enough to take care of her and that MUST mean that she loves him. David also was very interested in where the President was. He asked, "Where is the president?" over and over. Finally we got it narrowed down to President Monson is in Utah and that was enough info for him on that topic.
Throughout the different conversations with David, he would jump out of his seat and run towards the painting of Jesus on the wall. The one of him teaching everyone outside the city. David would run back to his seat and mimic how Jesus was sitting. No one really caught that but me, but that's prolly cause they all were concerned about everyone else's safety, including David's, and because he was acting out already, they prolly thought it was just him being him.
John got up for a minute and Jason went and sat next to David in the vacant chair next to him. They started passing notes back and forth. Jason introduced me to David as his wife, and I guess that was because David had written note to Jason asking "who is the prettiest girl in the room?" He may not have noticed, but I was the ONLY girl in the room. After a few note passings, Jason sent me out to call his mom to see what we do (she is a social worker and handles these situations a lot). I called her and she advised me that we should call 311 and get them to escort him to a shelter. Though the shelter's have closed their doors, sometimes they will let someone in if they are escorted by metro. I went back in and told Jason what she said and he got on the phone with 311. He motioned for John to come back and he went outside to talk to the dispatcher.
In the 5 seconds (which felt like 10 minutes) that Jason was walking away and John was coming over, David beckoned for me to come sit by him. I haven't been in too many of these situations, but I knew enough to stay where I was at. I asked him what he needed, and he just kept beckoning with his hand to have me come over. I pretended I didn't understand and then he made a thrusting motion at me. he then started to write something, but he saw that John had joined our circle again, he threw his head back in frustration, then started writing again. Ya, a very long 5 seconds.
Jason came back inside and sat next to David. David jumped up though and started running towards the drinking fountain. Jason and John escorted him back to his chair. They continued with notes until about 5 minutes later when the firefighter paramedics showed up. They walked in and surrounded David and there were 2 things that could've happened. 1. He could have flipped out and all of them would've been on him like defense on the carrier; or, 2. He would have completely mellowed out. Luckily David chose option number 2. Jason, after introducing himself to the paramedics, introduced David to the paramedics. The paramedics then started talking with David. Asking him if they could help him, which after a few pauses, he said, "You guys are the only ones that can help me!" A few moments later, the non firefighter paramedics showed up followed by two officers (one being my friend Garn).
The temple was closed by now so the officers tried to get him to leave. They asked him nicely quite a few times and then explained, David, you need to come with us now, or we can escort you out. He got up and started walking out just as the paramedics were bringing in a gurney. We were told we could leave, but I did not want to walk out the doors that they all just went. I HATE sexual advances, whether from sane men or crazy men, and even though I knew David would not be able to get past the 2 cops, 3 firefighting paramedics, 3 paramedics, Jason and John, I didn't want to maybe cause another scene, so I told Jason to get the car and I would be out by the street, cause I'm going out the other door.
President Stucki was there as Jason and John were going outside, and he is such a great guy. He told John that if it would help David, he would allow a blessing, so when John went outside, they already had David in the Ambulance. He came back in and let us know that it wasn't necessary and they have it under control now. Jason came back inside with Officer Crossman and they asked me about the threat David made to me. I said, it wasn't necessarily a threat as it was more a gesture. We were informed that in order to detain him, a threat needed to have been made. So, John told Officer Crossman that David told him at one time, I can't leave. If I leave, you die. The demons inside me will kill you.
That was enough to detain him. David went on his way with the paramedics, some of the cops went to David's mother's house. Yes, David said everything smelled like death. His mom also told him that he's crazy without his meds. So, we're hoping his mom is ok. And we're hoping David will get his meds.
We said good night to John, President Stucki and the last 5 remaining officers and went on our way to eat something (it was about 2215). David apparently had also made comments such as, You can't leave me alone. I can't control myself and someone could get hurt. And, TupakShakur was possessing him along with Dante Alighieri. David also had a green earth tote with him that had multiple books in it, such as a book on Joseph Smith, The complete Idiot's Guide to Creative Writing, a poetry book, and something like The Psychology of Persuasion.
Though David said he wanted help in getting back to the mormon life like it was when he was a kid when he came to do Baptisms for the Dead and stuff, he had a lot of anti mormon literature in his possession. Who knows if David is really possessed. Who knows if the demons inside him directed him to the temple to find help for his mother. Who knows if his mother is ok. I hope it all works out for him and his mother.
It seemed as if it was going to be a normal temple trip day, but oh how it turned out. I asked Jason, How is it that you beat me out of the changing rooms, and he said, I was just moving. Didn't do anything different, but it felt like he was moving quicker than normal.
Let me tell you how our visits usually go. Jason gets off work and I want to make it to the temple by X time. We rush to get ready, we are rushing on the freeway and generally I am getting irritated, if Jason's driving, cause he loves the speed limit and I feel like, HEY! We've got somewhere to be!!! HURRY!!! Then, we are usually fumbling for our recommends, rent clothes and in we go. Calmly. We do whatever is needed, and then we leave. The last however many times we've gone, I usually am done changing before Jason. Everyone is usually done before him so we wait in one of the waiting areas for him. And, typically, he exits the men's dressing rooms about 5-15 minutes after the rest of us have. Then we go eat.
Yesterday, as I left work around 1300, I called Jason as I usually do, and told him I wanted to go to the temple. I got home about 1320 and just relaxed for a while. I really wanted to make the 1700 session, but was happy with just making it there. We took the next 4 hours getting ready to go and we got in the car to leave around 1730. Jason drove, but since we didn't have an exact time to be there and we weren't holding other people up, I think it helped me to remain calm the whole way there. He even took Charleston which didn't bother me... too much. I'm more of an Eastern to Bonanza girl cause I DESPISE CHARLESTON!!! Anyway, we got to the temple and I was feeling good. Jason was feeling good. It was just past 1800 when we arrived at the temple so we were most likely making the 1830 session. After getting inside, we went our separate ways. I sat waiting for Jason in the chapel til he rejoined me about 8 minutes later. (See, still a typical trip.)
After our session (which we got to be the WC for the first time - which helped us pay more attention), we went our separate ways yet again. The only thing I did differently from times before was make a pit stop at the restroom. That only took maybe 2 minutes. I grabbed my stuff and exited the women's side to go wait for him. Most waiting areas were pretty crowded, so I went and sat by the windows where you can see those leaving the changing rooms and those in the lobby. After sitting for about 5 minutes, I heard a lot of chatter from the lobby. I looked down to see who or what was going on and just saw a couple guys on a couch, one bald one and one that looked like John the security guy. I thought, when Jason is out we'll see what's going on. (WELL, this is when the good stuff comes). All of a sudden it registered in my head that that bald guy sitting next to John was my bald guy!!! I felt like such a dope for having to take a double take at him! I grabbed my stuff and started walking down to the lobby.
Under the dome was Jason and John on one couch, another guy in shirt and tie on the opposite couch, and a guy in a green tee, navy gym shorts, sometimes a baseball cap (depends on if he was throwing it around or not), and tennis shoes. The three shirt and tie guys were talking with this guy. At first I thought it was an investigator and they were talking to him trying to explain the church and whatnot. But, oh no. It was much more than that. I could sense that there was something slightly wrong about the situation, so I sat at the far end of the couch furthest from "David".
John had been trying for a while to get David on his way. The temple was getting ready to close and he obviously could not stay there. David had said a few things like, I don't want to go home. I walked here to get help. My mom is in a lot of pain. She has multiple sclerosis and I hate her for making me take care of her. She doesn't love me and that's why she makes me do it. John explained to him that that is why he is allowed to take care of her is because she trusts him enough to take care of her and that MUST mean that she loves him. David also was very interested in where the President was. He asked, "Where is the president?" over and over. Finally we got it narrowed down to President Monson is in Utah and that was enough info for him on that topic.
Throughout the different conversations with David, he would jump out of his seat and run towards the painting of Jesus on the wall. The one of him teaching everyone outside the city. David would run back to his seat and mimic how Jesus was sitting. No one really caught that but me, but that's prolly cause they all were concerned about everyone else's safety, including David's, and because he was acting out already, they prolly thought it was just him being him.
John got up for a minute and Jason went and sat next to David in the vacant chair next to him. They started passing notes back and forth. Jason introduced me to David as his wife, and I guess that was because David had written note to Jason asking "who is the prettiest girl in the room?" He may not have noticed, but I was the ONLY girl in the room. After a few note passings, Jason sent me out to call his mom to see what we do (she is a social worker and handles these situations a lot). I called her and she advised me that we should call 311 and get them to escort him to a shelter. Though the shelter's have closed their doors, sometimes they will let someone in if they are escorted by metro. I went back in and told Jason what she said and he got on the phone with 311. He motioned for John to come back and he went outside to talk to the dispatcher.
In the 5 seconds (which felt like 10 minutes) that Jason was walking away and John was coming over, David beckoned for me to come sit by him. I haven't been in too many of these situations, but I knew enough to stay where I was at. I asked him what he needed, and he just kept beckoning with his hand to have me come over. I pretended I didn't understand and then he made a thrusting motion at me. he then started to write something, but he saw that John had joined our circle again, he threw his head back in frustration, then started writing again. Ya, a very long 5 seconds.
Jason came back inside and sat next to David. David jumped up though and started running towards the drinking fountain. Jason and John escorted him back to his chair. They continued with notes until about 5 minutes later when the firefighter paramedics showed up. They walked in and surrounded David and there were 2 things that could've happened. 1. He could have flipped out and all of them would've been on him like defense on the carrier; or, 2. He would have completely mellowed out. Luckily David chose option number 2. Jason, after introducing himself to the paramedics, introduced David to the paramedics. The paramedics then started talking with David. Asking him if they could help him, which after a few pauses, he said, "You guys are the only ones that can help me!" A few moments later, the non firefighter paramedics showed up followed by two officers (one being my friend Garn).
The temple was closed by now so the officers tried to get him to leave. They asked him nicely quite a few times and then explained, David, you need to come with us now, or we can escort you out. He got up and started walking out just as the paramedics were bringing in a gurney. We were told we could leave, but I did not want to walk out the doors that they all just went. I HATE sexual advances, whether from sane men or crazy men, and even though I knew David would not be able to get past the 2 cops, 3 firefighting paramedics, 3 paramedics, Jason and John, I didn't want to maybe cause another scene, so I told Jason to get the car and I would be out by the street, cause I'm going out the other door.
President Stucki was there as Jason and John were going outside, and he is such a great guy. He told John that if it would help David, he would allow a blessing, so when John went outside, they already had David in the Ambulance. He came back in and let us know that it wasn't necessary and they have it under control now. Jason came back inside with Officer Crossman and they asked me about the threat David made to me. I said, it wasn't necessarily a threat as it was more a gesture. We were informed that in order to detain him, a threat needed to have been made. So, John told Officer Crossman that David told him at one time, I can't leave. If I leave, you die. The demons inside me will kill you.
That was enough to detain him. David went on his way with the paramedics, some of the cops went to David's mother's house. Yes, David said everything smelled like death. His mom also told him that he's crazy without his meds. So, we're hoping his mom is ok. And we're hoping David will get his meds.
We said good night to John, President Stucki and the last 5 remaining officers and went on our way to eat something (it was about 2215). David apparently had also made comments such as, You can't leave me alone. I can't control myself and someone could get hurt. And, TupakShakur was possessing him along with Dante Alighieri. David also had a green earth tote with him that had multiple books in it, such as a book on Joseph Smith, The complete Idiot's Guide to Creative Writing, a poetry book, and something like The Psychology of Persuasion.
Though David said he wanted help in getting back to the mormon life like it was when he was a kid when he came to do Baptisms for the Dead and stuff, he had a lot of anti mormon literature in his possession. Who knows if David is really possessed. Who knows if the demons inside him directed him to the temple to find help for his mother. Who knows if his mother is ok. I hope it all works out for him and his mother.
It seemed as if it was going to be a normal temple trip day, but oh how it turned out. I asked Jason, How is it that you beat me out of the changing rooms, and he said, I was just moving. Didn't do anything different, but it felt like he was moving quicker than normal.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Does it get any better than this???
Our weekend was one that we haven't had in a long time. My sister's birthday was last week and her friend (who has a 2 and a half year old) surprised her with a weekend trip to San Diego. So my mom offered to watch said 2 year old while they go out of town.
A year ago we watched Kyler over night. Our lives were a lot different then and Kyler was only one. I didn't despise my job yet, I just hated it. I was still on a high of being married to my best friend (we had only been married about 3 months). We had another newly wed couple living with us, Kevin and Nanci. So having Kyler overnight was not a big deal.
Our life now... Kevin and Nanci moved out. I quit my wretched job and now have a very Jessica Friendly one. I'm still on a high of being married to Jason. Mom and her big dog, that likes to bark at nearly everything, and cat who has gotten a lot more vocal lately, moved in. So, the house has been a lot louder than it was before with 2 newly wed couples. Kyler is also now 2 and a half and running around and screaming at everything. After many inquiries, I've been told, that's just what 2 year olds do. *sigh*
The last night Kyler stayed with us, as I was playing on the internet, I could hear Jason snoring in our bedroom and I could hear Kyler breathing/sleeping a few feet away from me. It was such a peaceful loving moment for me. I loved my life and relished in those few moments. I thought that the only way life could get better was if I had my own kid(s) and had my own houseful of snoring sleeping beauties and beasts.
Then the next day (today), I had the day off. I dinked around the house getting ready for the bug guy to come and have a Lia Sophia party. Jason got home about 1. Loved seeing him. My mom ran off to work about 3. Jason and I had a few hours to hang out with each other. We snuggled on our living room couch talking/chatting. Sometimes we have real important things to talk about, like the price of wasabi peas in China, and other times there are insignificant things we talk about, like Al Gore and Global Warming. Today we were talking about absolutely nothing. Then, for a moment, we were about to move on to a new topic, but we just sat there. In silence. The dog was laying on my mom's bed sleeping. The cat was outside prolly killing another bird. Even George, who is generally trying to break out of his tank, was basking in his light. It was a perfect moment. I can't remember the last time I had such a perfect moment. Yes, the night before was pretty awesome, but how often does a girl really get to indulge in listening to just her and her hubby breathe? How often do you lay there wide awake, not going to sleep and can hear his heartbeat? The last time I remember a true moment like that was over a few years ago when we first were dating and living in our apartments across town. It's nice to know that years later, you can still relish in those kinds of moments.
Sorry if this is too mooshy for some of you, but I think I needed to write this more for me than for you. To remind me that life is always going to be crazy, but those few moments you have of quiet sanity are worth the days of hectic loud insanity.
A year ago we watched Kyler over night. Our lives were a lot different then and Kyler was only one. I didn't despise my job yet, I just hated it. I was still on a high of being married to my best friend (we had only been married about 3 months). We had another newly wed couple living with us, Kevin and Nanci. So having Kyler overnight was not a big deal.
Our life now... Kevin and Nanci moved out. I quit my wretched job and now have a very Jessica Friendly one. I'm still on a high of being married to Jason. Mom and her big dog, that likes to bark at nearly everything, and cat who has gotten a lot more vocal lately, moved in. So, the house has been a lot louder than it was before with 2 newly wed couples. Kyler is also now 2 and a half and running around and screaming at everything. After many inquiries, I've been told, that's just what 2 year olds do. *sigh*
The last night Kyler stayed with us, as I was playing on the internet, I could hear Jason snoring in our bedroom and I could hear Kyler breathing/sleeping a few feet away from me. It was such a peaceful loving moment for me. I loved my life and relished in those few moments. I thought that the only way life could get better was if I had my own kid(s) and had my own houseful of snoring sleeping beauties and beasts.
Then the next day (today), I had the day off. I dinked around the house getting ready for the bug guy to come and have a Lia Sophia party. Jason got home about 1. Loved seeing him. My mom ran off to work about 3. Jason and I had a few hours to hang out with each other. We snuggled on our living room couch talking/chatting. Sometimes we have real important things to talk about, like the price of wasabi peas in China, and other times there are insignificant things we talk about, like Al Gore and Global Warming. Today we were talking about absolutely nothing. Then, for a moment, we were about to move on to a new topic, but we just sat there. In silence. The dog was laying on my mom's bed sleeping. The cat was outside prolly killing another bird. Even George, who is generally trying to break out of his tank, was basking in his light. It was a perfect moment. I can't remember the last time I had such a perfect moment. Yes, the night before was pretty awesome, but how often does a girl really get to indulge in listening to just her and her hubby breathe? How often do you lay there wide awake, not going to sleep and can hear his heartbeat? The last time I remember a true moment like that was over a few years ago when we first were dating and living in our apartments across town. It's nice to know that years later, you can still relish in those kinds of moments.
Sorry if this is too mooshy for some of you, but I think I needed to write this more for me than for you. To remind me that life is always going to be crazy, but those few moments you have of quiet sanity are worth the days of hectic loud insanity.
Monday, May 18, 2009
Garden Rotini Salad
We had a salad buffet potluck at our swim party the other day at my friend Gretchen's house. The night before, Gretchen and I shopped at Wally World to get ingredients for our next day feast. I had no clue what to make, so I was given the idea of pasta noodles and Italian dressing.
I knew I had some rotini at home, I had some chicken and some Parmesan cheese and all I needed was the dressing. I picked up a Kraft dressing that said Italian Dressing, but it wasn't just any Italian dressing, it was TUSCAN Italian dressing.
I cooked the noodles, cut up the Southwestern precooked chicken, and after the noodles cooled, I threw in the Parmesan. Much to my excitement, I still had some parmigiana reggiano left over from some baked ziti I made a few nights before, so I threw a handful of that in. I then drenched the noodles in the Tuscan Italian Dressing. I wasn't thinking it was that fabulous considering it was so simple and so few ingredients, but to my amazement, everyone really liked it!
I brought home what I was hoping to be my lunch the next day, but after Jason saw it and tried it, it was nearly gone before I was done getting out of the shower. =(
He asked me to make it for him last night, but I wanted to use the chicken I pulled out of the freezer earlier that was thawing all day. So, tonight I made it for him. He was stoked when I presented him with the special of tonight! I'm not sure exactly what it is about this dish that is so delicious, but it is. If you need a quick salad, dinner, or lunch... I suggest you whip this up.
Jess' GRS
1 lb Garden Rotini (cooked and chilled)
1 package of precooked southwestern chicken breasts (Foster Farms is my favorite!)
about 3/4-1 cup of grated Parmesan (not the stuff for spaghetti)
optional, about 1/4 cup of parmigiana reggiano (I can't pronounce this right, let alone spell it)
Kraft Tuscan Italian dressing to your liking
Of course you can always subtract the cheese from it. Or add more chicken or whatever. I am very much an add whatever it needs til it meets your approval.
Hope you enjoy!!!
I knew I had some rotini at home, I had some chicken and some Parmesan cheese and all I needed was the dressing. I picked up a Kraft dressing that said Italian Dressing, but it wasn't just any Italian dressing, it was TUSCAN Italian dressing.
I cooked the noodles, cut up the Southwestern precooked chicken, and after the noodles cooled, I threw in the Parmesan. Much to my excitement, I still had some parmigiana reggiano left over from some baked ziti I made a few nights before, so I threw a handful of that in. I then drenched the noodles in the Tuscan Italian Dressing. I wasn't thinking it was that fabulous considering it was so simple and so few ingredients, but to my amazement, everyone really liked it!
I brought home what I was hoping to be my lunch the next day, but after Jason saw it and tried it, it was nearly gone before I was done getting out of the shower. =(
He asked me to make it for him last night, but I wanted to use the chicken I pulled out of the freezer earlier that was thawing all day. So, tonight I made it for him. He was stoked when I presented him with the special of tonight! I'm not sure exactly what it is about this dish that is so delicious, but it is. If you need a quick salad, dinner, or lunch... I suggest you whip this up.
Jess' GRS
1 lb Garden Rotini (cooked and chilled)
1 package of precooked southwestern chicken breasts (Foster Farms is my favorite!)
about 3/4-1 cup of grated Parmesan (not the stuff for spaghetti)
optional, about 1/4 cup of parmigiana reggiano (I can't pronounce this right, let alone spell it)
Kraft Tuscan Italian dressing to your liking
Of course you can always subtract the cheese from it. Or add more chicken or whatever. I am very much an add whatever it needs til it meets your approval.
Hope you enjoy!!!
Thursday, April 2, 2009
BUMBLEBEE
March 20th was my lat day of working at a local credit union. Ever since I was 16, I have either been working part time and school full time, or school full time and working part time, or a full time job and part time job, and finally with the most recent employer, this was the first time I've decided to enjoy life so I've only had a full time job for the last 3 years (unless it was tax time and then it was full time and part time jobs).
Needless to say, that when Friday afternoon came last week, I was getting a little scared as to what I would do with my time. I already knew that there is a lot to do with the house, I can be a better wife to Jason, better sister to my siblings, better friend, better visiting teacher, go to the temple more often, and focus on my health which is in great need of attention. I started thinking that there still wouldn't be enough for me to do.
Well, when Jason got home from work today, I had heard a little rumor of Bumblebee being in Vegas. Now, I HATE going down to the strip. Reason #1 - I am no longer a teenager (You use to be able to find me down at the Bellagio walking through the Garden or watching the fountains. It is my place to revamp my chakras.) Reason #2 - I've been to most of the sites on the strip so many times I'm worn out, therefore I only go down to the strip when there is something amazing to do (like visit Santa Claus or see a new show) Reason #3 - I HATE CROWDS! 'Nuff said. When I heard about Bumblebee, this totally fit under Reason #2, THIS WAS GOING TO BE TOTALLY AMAZING!!! How could I not surprise my wonderful comic geek husband with a trip to see Bumblebee?! (Totally win some best wife ever points!!)
While he was showering I searched everywhere trying to find out where he was. I asked the person I heard the rumor from, but she wasn't responding as quickly as I'd hoped being that TODAY WAS THE LAST DAY! I called my sister thinking she might know cause she is always in the know (hello, she's a cosmetologist), but no dice. I searched the net and found that he was at the CES convention, so I called my bro in law and he said CES wasn't in town now. =( Things were looking very grim. Jason got out of the shower and I told him of the plan (ruining the surprise), and his eyes looked at me with the that is so sweet that you'd think of going to that, I'm kind of bummed that we can't go and I'm tired look.
We searched EVERYWHERE on the internet trying to find out where Bumblebee is. Finally, deltamike on Flickr saved the day. He had posted pic's from the day before on his site and I was filled with so much excitement!!!
Jason, my mom and I set out to Paris Las Vegas to see Bumblebee. We got there and as we pulled into the driveway of the Paris, there was Bumblebee in the middle of the Arc de Triomphe! I think one of the funniest moment was when we started walking through the casino on our way to see Bumblebee, Jason had to stop for a minute to check out the G.I. Joe movie posters hanging up. (Told you, comic geek - but I love it!) As we walked out to the Arc, there was Bumblebee in all his glory. He was so cool!!! We took some pics while the sun was still up and he was AMAZING! Standing as close as I could and looking over at him, I was only as tall as his knees. After taking in all that we could for a while, we walked inside, but on our way in, we came across more robots in disguise! Bumblebee was surounded by Mudflap and Skidz. Totally awesome! We then ate at a little cafe inside the Paris where they no longer had gelato (which I was totally looking forward to.) There was an intriguing cast iron tool by the booth we were sitting at and after many many moments of contemplation, Jason figured it out, it was a medieval wine corking press machine thing. Pretty cool that they had one, and even cooler that my hubby was smart enough to figure out what it is! My brother and his comic geek wife, Katie (who is also the geek that wears the bands t-shirt to their concert), met up with us and we all went out to see Bumblebee again. Katie was just as amazed as the rest of us. After hanging out for a while, chatting and picture taking, it was time to go.
Walking back through the casino I saw a cake topper that I totally wish I'd seen 14 months ago. Oh well, maybe next round (totally kidding).
Needless to say, that when Friday afternoon came last week, I was getting a little scared as to what I would do with my time. I already knew that there is a lot to do with the house, I can be a better wife to Jason, better sister to my siblings, better friend, better visiting teacher, go to the temple more often, and focus on my health which is in great need of attention. I started thinking that there still wouldn't be enough for me to do.
Well, when Jason got home from work today, I had heard a little rumor of Bumblebee being in Vegas. Now, I HATE going down to the strip. Reason #1 - I am no longer a teenager (You use to be able to find me down at the Bellagio walking through the Garden or watching the fountains. It is my place to revamp my chakras.) Reason #2 - I've been to most of the sites on the strip so many times I'm worn out, therefore I only go down to the strip when there is something amazing to do (like visit Santa Claus or see a new show) Reason #3 - I HATE CROWDS! 'Nuff said. When I heard about Bumblebee, this totally fit under Reason #2, THIS WAS GOING TO BE TOTALLY AMAZING!!! How could I not surprise my wonderful comic geek husband with a trip to see Bumblebee?! (Totally win some best wife ever points!!)
While he was showering I searched everywhere trying to find out where he was. I asked the person I heard the rumor from, but she wasn't responding as quickly as I'd hoped being that TODAY WAS THE LAST DAY! I called my sister thinking she might know cause she is always in the know (hello, she's a cosmetologist), but no dice. I searched the net and found that he was at the CES convention, so I called my bro in law and he said CES wasn't in town now. =( Things were looking very grim. Jason got out of the shower and I told him of the plan (ruining the surprise), and his eyes looked at me with the that is so sweet that you'd think of going to that, I'm kind of bummed that we can't go and I'm tired look.
We searched EVERYWHERE on the internet trying to find out where Bumblebee is. Finally, deltamike on Flickr saved the day. He had posted pic's from the day before on his site and I was filled with so much excitement!!!
Jason, my mom and I set out to Paris Las Vegas to see Bumblebee. We got there and as we pulled into the driveway of the Paris, there was Bumblebee in the middle of the Arc de Triomphe! I think one of the funniest moment was when we started walking through the casino on our way to see Bumblebee, Jason had to stop for a minute to check out the G.I. Joe movie posters hanging up. (Told you, comic geek - but I love it!) As we walked out to the Arc, there was Bumblebee in all his glory. He was so cool!!! We took some pics while the sun was still up and he was AMAZING! Standing as close as I could and looking over at him, I was only as tall as his knees. After taking in all that we could for a while, we walked inside, but on our way in, we came across more robots in disguise! Bumblebee was surounded by Mudflap and Skidz. Totally awesome! We then ate at a little cafe inside the Paris where they no longer had gelato (which I was totally looking forward to.) There was an intriguing cast iron tool by the booth we were sitting at and after many many moments of contemplation, Jason figured it out, it was a medieval wine corking press machine thing. Pretty cool that they had one, and even cooler that my hubby was smart enough to figure out what it is! My brother and his comic geek wife, Katie (who is also the geek that wears the bands t-shirt to their concert), met up with us and we all went out to see Bumblebee again. Katie was just as amazed as the rest of us. After hanging out for a while, chatting and picture taking, it was time to go.
Walking back through the casino I saw a cake topper that I totally wish I'd seen 14 months ago. Oh well, maybe next round (totally kidding).
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
This is no ordinary balnket!
This may look like a really cute, very simple blanket to you, but it's so much more! I know there are gardening aprons, cooking aprons, baking aprons, finger painting aprons, welding aprons, cosmetologist aprons, so when I saw a nursing apron over the weekend I thought, HOW GENIUS! I don't have any kids nor am I pregnant, but I have quite a few friends that are in the nursing stage of child rearing and I thought that these nursing aprons should make great gifts for those choosing to nurse. (I don't know if they're called nursing aprons, but that is what I am choosing to call them.)When I'm around friends at feeding time, they struggle with keeping the blanket covering their kid and them in a "modest" way. This weekend, at my friend's baby sho
wer, I noticed the hosts daughter trying to yank the apron off her mom, but because there was a simple neck strap attached to the blanket, the hosts' "lovelies" were not exposed to all of us strangers. The apron I have made for my friend is just a yard of fabric. The neck strap clasp is 1 inch D-rings. This was already oh so cute fabric, but to give it a little more flair, I added some rickrack as a border. The nice thing about making these is no one else has the same one! And you can find material to match almost any nursery or outfit mommy happens to be wearing!
This cute little nursing apron is already spoken for. However, if you are in need of one, or know someone in need of one, contact me and we can work out details on getting you your own.
Monday, March 2, 2009
One year and counting!!!
When we told people we were getting married February 29, 2008, not too many of you were surprised. Those of you who know Jess thought, "That is such a Jess thing to do." Those that knew Jason thought the same thing. Those of you who know us both thought, "Those two are so crazy! That's why I love them." Needless to say, getting married on Leap Day is only the surface to our craziness.
Since we technically don't have an anniversary this year, we thought that the date we get sealed would constitute our "anniversary" for the off years. Getting sealed is one of the greatest things that will happen to us (pre-kids). March 7th is our big day! Though we took the road less traveled to get ourselves temple ready, we've learned many great lessons and we believe it has prepared us for finding each other, and helping to make our relationship stronger. We have been working very hard the last year in getting prepared to enter the temple. We have strengthened our tithing testimony, priesthood testimony, not to mention countless others.
Over the last year, Jason and I haven't had hardly any time to ourselves. We had roommates living with us the first 6 months we were married, and the day before they moved out, my mom, her dog and her cat moved in. We have not had more than a week to ourselves in our house since we got married (we did have one week alone together, but we had to leave the country in order to be alone). I joke with Jason telling him that we will never be alone ever again! That even when our kids are grown and moving out, we'll probably have someone else needing shelter and we will take them in cause that's who we are (though we would love to be able to tell people "no").
We kind of had a week long celebration for our anniversary. We were still trying to figure out how this was all going to pan out. Our original thought was dinner and a movie the 3 years in between, and then a trip somewhere on our actual anniversary. Since the 28th was a Saturday and we were getting our endowments that day, I was hoping we could do something in celebration of our anniversary on Sunday the first. My mom offered to make dinner for us and I thought (careful you younglings reading, this may get too PG-13 for you), This is great! She'll make dinner, prepare it all nice on the table and then go to Mike and Jenny's or somewhere so Jason and I can eat, get it on and celebrate! Ya, no dice. We had our anniversary dinner on the couch with her on the next couch over. I don't even remember what we ate except that there was key lime dessert bars. I don't remember what we watched on the tube - movie or regular tv. And, because I was so put out, there was no getting it on. We didn't even play WOW! That could've made up for not having dinner by ourselves, but we felt obligated to sit and hang out with my mom after she prepared our anniversary dinner. All I have to say is that I'm glad I had a Freaking AWESOME Valentine's Day this year, cause otherwise I would be a lot more irritated than I am right now.
I would say that this year in review has been 50/50. Work life majorly sucks. I'm at my wits end with that. Church is totally great and it centers me for another week of B.S. Roommate situation has majorly sucked. I would like to be able to do it with my husband wherever whenever in our house, but roomies kind of prohibit that (not to mention there is a dog that barks at any sign of affection (hugging too long, kissing, tickling, etc.) which really throws a damper on the physical closeness relationships need. If I didn't have Jason, I would be extremely lost in my life. He is my rock. He is my joy. He is my everything! When I'm having a bad day, I call him and he tells me that I am a great person and work is just trying to bring me down to make themselves feel better. When I struggle with having my mom living here, he helps me through it. When I feel so completely worthless because I can't get pregnant with his kid, he tells me he loves me and that it's just not our time. That we will have one when the Lord feels we are ready - not when I am ready. And he's right. He's always right! I love that he is not afraid to tell me the truth. That he will hug me til I feel better.
This may be the newly wed in me that feels we will last forever but, I honestly know and feel that we will. I want to share some of the things that help get us through our everyday B.S. We both feel that if you remain true to yourself you will be happy, but you also have to be giving enough of yourself.
Though we have only been dating a few years, and we have only been married a year, we have learned so much. We also know that there is plenty more where those came from. We haven't had kids and that is a whole new learning adventure.
(I would've loved to put some pic's up, but as you've probably already guessed, there was nothing worth picture taking of. Sorry.)
Since we technically don't have an anniversary this year, we thought that the date we get sealed would constitute our "anniversary" for the off years. Getting sealed is one of the greatest things that will happen to us (pre-kids). March 7th is our big day! Though we took the road less traveled to get ourselves temple ready, we've learned many great lessons and we believe it has prepared us for finding each other, and helping to make our relationship stronger. We have been working very hard the last year in getting prepared to enter the temple. We have strengthened our tithing testimony, priesthood testimony, not to mention countless others.
Over the last year, Jason and I haven't had hardly any time to ourselves. We had roommates living with us the first 6 months we were married, and the day before they moved out, my mom, her dog and her cat moved in. We have not had more than a week to ourselves in our house since we got married (we did have one week alone together, but we had to leave the country in order to be alone). I joke with Jason telling him that we will never be alone ever again! That even when our kids are grown and moving out, we'll probably have someone else needing shelter and we will take them in cause that's who we are (though we would love to be able to tell people "no").
We kind of had a week long celebration for our anniversary. We were still trying to figure out how this was all going to pan out. Our original thought was dinner and a movie the 3 years in between, and then a trip somewhere on our actual anniversary. Since the 28th was a Saturday and we were getting our endowments that day, I was hoping we could do something in celebration of our anniversary on Sunday the first. My mom offered to make dinner for us and I thought (careful you younglings reading, this may get too PG-13 for you), This is great! She'll make dinner, prepare it all nice on the table and then go to Mike and Jenny's or somewhere so Jason and I can eat, get it on and celebrate! Ya, no dice. We had our anniversary dinner on the couch with her on the next couch over. I don't even remember what we ate except that there was key lime dessert bars. I don't remember what we watched on the tube - movie or regular tv. And, because I was so put out, there was no getting it on. We didn't even play WOW! That could've made up for not having dinner by ourselves, but we felt obligated to sit and hang out with my mom after she prepared our anniversary dinner. All I have to say is that I'm glad I had a Freaking AWESOME Valentine's Day this year, cause otherwise I would be a lot more irritated than I am right now.
I would say that this year in review has been 50/50. Work life majorly sucks. I'm at my wits end with that. Church is totally great and it centers me for another week of B.S. Roommate situation has majorly sucked. I would like to be able to do it with my husband wherever whenever in our house, but roomies kind of prohibit that (not to mention there is a dog that barks at any sign of affection (hugging too long, kissing, tickling, etc.) which really throws a damper on the physical closeness relationships need. If I didn't have Jason, I would be extremely lost in my life. He is my rock. He is my joy. He is my everything! When I'm having a bad day, I call him and he tells me that I am a great person and work is just trying to bring me down to make themselves feel better. When I struggle with having my mom living here, he helps me through it. When I feel so completely worthless because I can't get pregnant with his kid, he tells me he loves me and that it's just not our time. That we will have one when the Lord feels we are ready - not when I am ready. And he's right. He's always right! I love that he is not afraid to tell me the truth. That he will hug me til I feel better.
This may be the newly wed in me that feels we will last forever but, I honestly know and feel that we will. I want to share some of the things that help get us through our everyday B.S. We both feel that if you remain true to yourself you will be happy, but you also have to be giving enough of yourself.
- Be yourself
- Kiss a lot
- Hug a lot
- Tell each other you love each other whenever you're thinking about it
- Leave love notes EVERYWHERE
- Almost anything can be solved with Paper Rock Scissors
- Make sure you have similar interests
- Make sure you have different interests
- Don't rely on others to make you happy, make yourself happy
- Let him open the food jars and car doors
- Help her feel like a woman
- Pray together (and pray often)
- Stand by them at their worst
- Don't stop flirting
- Don't make decisions without consulting the other person first
- The butterflies in your stomach are sometimes gas
- When she calls you 10 times a day, it's not to bug or stalk you, it's cause she needs someone to talk to that is somewhat sane
- Snuggle
- Don't take other people's advice (it may not work for you guys, so just pray about it)
- Help each other accomplish goals/dreams
- Be cheesy
- "Embellishing" is ok when it makes Jason look like the hero (example: Seriously, the spider Jason killed was as big as a grapefruit!"
- When Jess says she's hurt, she probably really is
Though we have only been dating a few years, and we have only been married a year, we have learned so much. We also know that there is plenty more where those came from. We haven't had kids and that is a whole new learning adventure.
(I would've loved to put some pic's up, but as you've probably already guessed, there was nothing worth picture taking of. Sorry.)
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