The Boys

Aaron and I watched Derek on Sunday while Jennifer was at the Colts game. We had a great time with the little guy and I was able to snap this cute pictures of the boys.

I almost forgot to mention that Aaron helped change a diaper on Sunday! It was his first diaper changing experience, but I know it won't be his last!

'Tis the Season for Glitter

During the holiday season, I look forward to coming home to find Christmas cards in the mailbox. We had a large stack of mail yesterday and I was happy to see three Christmas cards among the sale flyers, coupons, junk mail, and bills. Finding a Christmas card tucked between a stack of bills and junk is always a welcome surprise. As I opened the first card and started to slide it out of the envelope, glitter started sprinkling down from the envelope onto the counter. The card had a glittery cover and the glitter made its way onto my fingers as I slowly pulled it from the envelope. I put the card in our decorative Christmas card holder, brushed off my hands and opened the next card. This card was a glitter-less card, but I still had glitter on my fingers so I unintentionally made it a glitter-smattered card when I put it in our card holder. The third and final card of the day was another glittery card and I laughed this time as the glitter sprinkled out of this envelope and clung to my fingers. By that point, my fingers looked like the fingers of a child who had just come from Arts & Crafts hour at vacation bible school. As I washed the glitter off my hands, I said to Aaron, “”Tis the season for glitter, I guess,” and we both laughed.

Thanks to Adam & Jen, Greg & Andrea, and Judy & Amanda for kicking off the holiday card-giving season for us!

Fudge Nuggets?

Do you know what fudge nuggets are??? Neither do I! All I know is that when I bent my fingernail backwards on my car handle today, those were the words that came flying out of my mouth. I have no idea where they came from, but laughing at my ridiculous phrase helped ease the pain of my fingernail incident. Remember that phrase and yell it the next time you stub your toe or hit your funny bone. Trust me, it will make you feel better.

FUDGE NUGGETS!!!

The Wal-Mart "Experience"

Every time I go to Wal-Mart it turns into a real “experience.” I prefer to shop at Target, but Wal-Mart has better prices on groceries so I usually decide to save money and give myself a headache by going to Wal-Mart. Here are some of my recent Wal-Mart trials and tribulations:

1.) When I was heading to my car to leave, I noticed that a LONG line of carts was behind my car pinning me in. Of course, there was no one in sight to move the carts either. I had to wrestle the carts into the “cart corral” and while doing so, one of them went flying off the front end and I had to chase it across the aisle to stop it from hitting a car. Unfortunately, I didn’t make it in time and the cart careened into a parked car right as I reached for it. Luckily, the car wasn’t damaged. After fighting with the long row of carts for a couple minutes, I noticed a man sitting in an SUV right next to my car, watching the whole thing! I would like to think that if my husband, dad, or brother was witnessing something like that they would have helped the damsel in distress! Oh, and did I mention that it was about 35 degrees outside during this Wal-Mart “experience?”

2.) I got a cart and went to the frozen section to get some frozen lunches and I noticed a used Kleenex in the bottom of the cart. GAG! I made sure to avoid the Kleenex when I was putting items in the cart. Thank goodness I had hand sanitizer in my purse to use after this “experience.”

3.) As I pulled into an aisle to park, I lucked out and got the first spot past the handicap spots. I was excited by my luck and walked the short distance into the store. When I returned to my car to leave I noticed that another car was stalking me to take my spot. As I started to back out, I realized that I wasn’t going to be able to back out because the other car had pulled in too closely behind me. I had to maneuver my car about 5 different ways to get out of the spot because the car behind me wouldn’t back up even though he had room to!!! So irritating!

4.) I was in the self check-out lane and a little (hispanic) boy (probably about 7 or 8 years old) hit the “Espanol” button on the machine, so the machine started barking the commands loudly in Spanish. “Explore por favor el primer artículo” (Please scan first item) or something like that. I wanted to say “Aprenda por favor el ingles.” Anyone know what that means??? The Spanish-English language issue doesn’t usually bother me too much, but Wal-Mart seems to put me on edge. Can’t imagine why…

Oatmeal Fiasco

Every morning when I get to work, I make myself a package of instant oatmeal in a Styrofoam cup. I usually buy the “Fruit & Cream” variety box of oatmeal and eat whatever flavor I happen to pull out each morning. It’s like a gamble, but some mornings I’m in more of a “Strawberries & Cream” mood than a “Peaches & Cream” mood, so on occasion I “exchange” what I have picked for something more appetizing. This morning, I was delighted with my pick of “Blueberries & Cream” because it’s one of my favs. I happily walked off to the break room, oatmeal packet in hand, to make my breakfast. I grabbed a Styrofoam cup and ripped open my oatmeal packet. Apparently I ripped it a little too hard though because some oatmeal bits went flying onto the trash can lid (that was sitting on the floor). I thought “dang it, there goes 1/4th of my breakfast.” I cleaned the oatmeal off the lid, washed my hands, filled my cup with water, and then put the cup in the microwave like I do every morning. I set the time for 15 seconds and when I opened the microwave after the 15 seconds I discovered that my oatmeal had bubbled over the top of the cup. There was oatmeal all down the sides of the cup and around the bottom of the cup on the microwave tray. “Well, there goes another 1/4th of my breakfast.” So, with a half a packet of oatmeal in a sticky oatmeal covered cup, I returned to my desk to eat my meager breakfast. I wish this whole crazy mess would have happened with a packet of something like “Bananas & Cream” instead of my favorite flavor.

An Entry a Day...

NO WAY! My friend Sarah has made a resolution to do a blog entry a day through the month of November. So far, she’s been able to keep up with it, even though she admits that it may kill her in the end. As for me, I admire Sarah for taking on this task, but I know I do not have the creative energy to make such a commitment. However, I am going to try to get back to writing at least one entry a week. So, I'm posting a few entries today to make up for lost time. Here's the first...

Mascara Mayhem

I admit that I’ve been known to put on my lipstick or pull my hair up while sitting at a stoplight on my way to work, but I was behind a lady who gave new life to the “Caution: Driver Applying Make-Up” bumper sticker that this women so obviously needed. I was tooling along on 465 last week in the left lane, when all of the sudden the driver in front of me slowed down by about 5-10mph. After hitting my breaks, I looked into the car and noticed that the lady in front of me was applying mascara as she was trying to drive down the interstate. She was rubbernecking to see her face in the rearview mirror and was getting dangerously close to the traffic in the middle lane. I watched as she finished her right eye, sped up a bit, then slowed back down to lengthen and plump the eyelashes on her left eye. When she was done with the make-up application she moved back into the center of the lane and sped away. All I could do was laugh. Women… risking life and limb to look beautiful.