Sunday, August 31, 2008
I have, however, had some interesting dreams that I would like you to interpret for me.
Here's dream #1:
I'm getting the mail down at the end of the driveway of my house in Michigan. A nice looking woman pulls up and asks me directions back to town. I explain it to her and she asks if I'll ride with her part of the way. I see a child in the backseat and she smiles real nice, so I figure why not? I hop into the car and quickly realize she is actually kidnapping me so she can breed lice in my hair. I narrowly escape with my life and my scalp intact.
I am at the Olympics in the water cube. The U.S. is missing a competitor for an event so I volunteer and get put on the docket. The event? One lap in the pool using the stroke of your choice. The really unique thing about this race is that everyone is in the same lane and the pool is filled with chocolate instead of water. I got third.
Am I crazy? Normal? Imbalanced? Harboring secret desires? I just don't know.
And my final thought for you is not a dream but an actual conversation with my love.
Me: Hey babe? Where's that dusting rag I like to use?
My Love: I don't know... Just use one of those washcloths.
Me: Ew! No! I wash my face with those!
My Love: ....
Me: Tyson...? What else do you use those washcloths for?
My Love: Um, you know, cleaning stuff. Like the bathtub... and maybe the toilet...
Monday, August 25, 2008
#1. Automatic flushing toilets.
-The Anticipator: This toilet just can't wait to flush. It will either do so while you are sitting there, or flush before you even get to go ie: while you are putting the little paper cover on the seat sending it down the drain. This may happen multiple times.
-The Turbo: This is the toilet that flushes with such vigor and vim that it simultaneously deafens you and covers the seat with little droplets. This type of toilet can be predicted by the state of the seat when you walk in and when combined with The Anticipator it is both a terror and a bidet. A hand flush version of The Turbo is found most often on airplanes.
-The Staller: This toilet waits so long to flush that you have already waited five minutes, waved your hand over the sensor, then leaned over the apparatus, about to push the button before it sends your leftovers to potty heaven. Anything that prolongs your presence in a public bathroom stall is no good as far as I'm concerned.
(I would however, be happy to use this one)
#2. Cereal bags glued to the bottom of the box.
Ugh! The bag is hard enough to open already! When it's been superglued to the bottom of the box the only possible result is having the bag rip awkwardly in order to spill half your cereal into the bottom of the box. This cereal will become stale and fall into your bowl and all over the counter anytime you try to pour it resulting in 4 - 6 cranky mornings, depending on your average cereal intake.
#3. Utah drivers.Bah. The only time we were cut off in Washington was by a driver with Utah plates. And that's all I have to say about that one.
#4. People who don't wash their hands after using public bathrooms.
Say it with me now... Eeeew! Yeah sure, maybe you didn't "touch anything" when you went but still. Someone else might have and they used the same stall and flusher that you did. Wash them for my sake if not your own. I need the peace of mind.
#5. Hair getting closed in the car door.
What? Yeah. Honestly, I'm not even sure how this happened. The wind was blowing while I was getting into the car and my hair just blew up and out as I closed the door. When I leaned back to buckle up... "Sonofaouchiemamma". Scalped by my car. Not really. But it hurt really really bad. Is that a sign I need to cut my hair? Maybe.
And those are my pet peeves... For now.
Once again, be sure to vent your own to me. I love hearing them because it makes me feel a little less strange. And sometimes a little more strange.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Are you all in withdrawal from my lack of blogging? Yes? Oh thank you, that makes me feel good.
So, student teaching has begun and now I have no time to blog or do anything else for that matter. I seriously thought that I would have more time to myself but IT HAS CONSUMED ME!!
Oy, I have a headache.
But don't worry about me friends, I'll be ok. Still the same old me.
For example, I had to go to a staff meeting on the first day of school and in the midst of trying to be cool (high school's effect on me) and trying to make friends, I looked down at the pen I had been flipping around.
Well. That's interesting.
Apparently the "Y" of my First Colony Bank pen had rubbed off leaving me the butt of the joke. I giggled nervously (and silently of course so as not to interrupt the quality speech going on in the front of the room) and used my fingernail to scrape off the "N".
... and the "O" for good measure.
That was my first faculty meeting, and tomorrow ends my first week at school. I've already started a countdown to the end.
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
The first thing we noticed when we got off the plane was this sign. Well hello Harris! We do indeed feel welcome now, thank you very much.
Tyson was shocked that I was the one wearing shorts while he wore pants. It was quite the role reversal.
We saw hundreds of holes all over the beach and spent quite a bit of time using our detective skills to figure out what was causing them. It wasn't until we went swimming early the next day before everyone else came out that we saw the culprit. There were crabs EVERYWHERE! Seriously, they were all over the place. Well... lets just say that it was a good thing we were done at the beach by the time we figured that one out. I would have been less impressed with Florida had a crab pinched my toes. We
gingerly skipped bravely marched our way back to the hotel and got ready to go.
Our time in Florida was fun, we should be getting an offer from them in a day or two. Then it will be up to us to decide where we want to raise our children, work all day, and live the rest of our lives. But I'm not stressed about this monumental decision. Oh no. Not at all.
Pray for us.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Sunday, August 3, 2008
Tomorrow I head out to go on a fishing/camping trip with Tyson and his Dad -brave, I know- but don't worry, it's just for one night and there are bathrooms. That I can handle.
After camping we'll have just another day or two in Washington before we drive to Rupert Idaho for a Lowder family reunion. We'll spend a night there too and then drive back home to Utah. Hooray! But the fun doesn't stop there.
Less than 12 hours later we'll leave for Florida so that Tyson can interview with a company there. We want to have a few places to compare before we take an offer. The company is paying for us both to go which is great since this trip falls right on our 3 year anniversary.
After we get back from that I will have 5 short days at home before (yikes!) student teaching begins. I am totally excited and nervous for that to start and I really wish that I had more than 5 days to prepare. Oh well, that's life.
So basically what I am trying to say is, if I don't blog for awhile don't hate me!! I'm just probably not anywhere near a computer with internet access. But I love you all and I'm sure after a chaotic semester of student teaching I'll be back on a regular basis. Ok, hopefully before then.
P.S. I have Breaking Dawn but I'm not going to get a chance to read it for another week or so, so don't DON'T tell me anything. Just don't do it. Please.