So I was gloating to Luke about his Christmas present again a couple of days ago (seriously, so much fun!) and he asked me what I wanted because apparently it's easier to find a Cabbage Patch Tickle Me Beanie Baby (TM) in Logan at Christmastime than to find the A&E version of Pride and Prejudice. (Coooooooooooollin Fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiirth . . . !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) That kind of surprises me, but not much. Anyway, I decided yesterday what I want the most . . . I just don't know where to get one.
I want a heated toilet seat. I know they make them, and if nothing else can probably be found in Skymall (I can't even think of that catalog without giggling . . . ) but getting one of those would pretty much make my life. I mean really, is there anything more cruel and unusual than stumbling half-awake into the bathroom. sitting down, and suddenly being jolted wide-awake and nearly hypothermic? Sooooooooooooo not fun!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm seriously this close to buying one of those squishy plastic seat covers just because they'd be a little bit warmer in the mornings . . . and all day. Maybe one of those fluffy furry ones - because all of the sudden I am understanding why they exist.
We have heaters in each room, which is nice because we don't have to heat the whole apartment, so I'm pretty sure it's a little bit cheaper. But when you spend most of the day in one room it sure makes it unpleasant to leave that room. And the heater in our living room isn't working, so we moved a few things (i.e., the computer and speakers) into the extra bedroom and we're just using that as our living room now. And again, it's probably cheaper to heat it than the real living room anyway since it's smaller. The only bad news with there is that whenever we do have to be in the living room it's completely icy - eeeek!!!!! Our front door actually froze shut Wednesday night. Seriously - we had to do so major tugging and jerking to get it open. That was unpleasant to say the least.
In fact, I've been so cold the last few days that I was this close to caving in and saying I wanted a snuggie (horrors!!) but then I found this. And it looks sooooooooooooo much better!! Thicker, warmer, and you can zip it up!!! I mean, snuggies are great for sitting down at all, but if you want to walk around it seems like you may as well be wearing a hospital gown, you know? I want one of these babies!!! It should get here by Christmas if I talk Luke into ordering it tonight, right? . . .
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Behold, the Christmas present that can never be topped. Yep, here it is - the trippy claymation Christmas special, yay!!!!
Friday, December 11, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Evilness . . . hee hee hee . . .
So I ordered Luke's Christmas present off Amazon last week. And then I gloated to him about doing it when he got home from work, telling him how perfect it was and how he's going to love it. And he spent about an hour trying to guess what it is. And then I did it again when it got here a few days later. And now it's sitting under our little tree, the only present there yet. And once in a while I giggle maniacally and he looks all incredulous and can't understand how I can be this excited about watching him wonder, and then - eventually - watching him open it up Christmas morning. Because seriously. I. Can't. Wait.
I've always loved having secrets. It's so much fun to know what's in the box when you know somebody else doesn't know. Maybe it's a little bit evil . . . but it's so fun!!! Of course . . . I'm also one of those people who just has to know everything. In fact, I'll even admit to shaking presents occasionally - gently, just in case whatever's inside is fragile. (On that note - I never shake the presents from my grandparents. They're always wrapped/packed too well. Grrrr.) I could almost always get Rian to tell me what my present was, clear up until just a few years ago. Although in that case I'm not sure if I enjoyed knowing what was in the box more, or knowing that my 14-year-old brother wasn't realizing what he was telling me any more than my 4-year-old brother did back in the day. Good times. I usually forgot what it was by Christmas day, but just knowing that I knew felt good.
On that note, can I just say that milestone birthdays are a little bit obnoxious to me? I mean, everybody else knows what Grandma and Grandpa are getting them for their 12th birthday - but only because I (and everyone else between me and them) got it first. Grrrr. I hate going first! :-P
You know what the best part of wrapping presents is? Giant boxes for little presents. Putting round things in boxes and square things in round almond roca tins. (Almond roca . . . mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Random tangent: I love almond roca. It always makes me think of my great-grandma Dora - Dad's grandma. She always had almond roca at her house, and every Christmas she's send us some with a tin of Danish butter cookies. I still can't eat either without thinking of her.
Tangent over - back to wrapping presents. The smaller the resent, the bigger the box - and the more the fun. I've also picked up Dad's habit of completely sealing the cracks in the wrapping paper with tape except for just one tiny little sliver. So then you have to search all over the thing to find the one place you can tear to start opening it. Fun stuff. :-)
Have I mentioned that Christmas is my favorite? It kinda is. And I'm soooooo loving the whole winter and snow thing this year . . . man have I missed this!!! (please note: the fact that I have missed having white Christmases will not stop me from complaing about the snow in January. That's just how I roll.) Yay for wintertime!!!
Luke-ism for the-indeterminate-amount-of-time0until-I-post-another-one: (said last night as he's reading his big, fat, 15-pound dictionary) Hey look, it's my two dollar bill! . . . I didn't know I had a two dollar bill . . . wait - why do I have a two dollar bill?
Good times. :-)
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So we saw this yesterday whilst watching Amazing Race and . . . ummmm, what? Who in their right (well, apparently wrong) mind thought this was a good idea? Who could even consider this a gift?!? Apparently there's a Hannukah version too . . . I'm officially weirded out now. However, it is funny in a "what were you thinking, you idiot?" sort of way.
I've always loved having secrets. It's so much fun to know what's in the box when you know somebody else doesn't know. Maybe it's a little bit evil . . . but it's so fun!!! Of course . . . I'm also one of those people who just has to know everything. In fact, I'll even admit to shaking presents occasionally - gently, just in case whatever's inside is fragile. (On that note - I never shake the presents from my grandparents. They're always wrapped/packed too well. Grrrr.) I could almost always get Rian to tell me what my present was, clear up until just a few years ago. Although in that case I'm not sure if I enjoyed knowing what was in the box more, or knowing that my 14-year-old brother wasn't realizing what he was telling me any more than my 4-year-old brother did back in the day. Good times. I usually forgot what it was by Christmas day, but just knowing that I knew felt good.
On that note, can I just say that milestone birthdays are a little bit obnoxious to me? I mean, everybody else knows what Grandma and Grandpa are getting them for their 12th birthday - but only because I (and everyone else between me and them) got it first. Grrrr. I hate going first! :-P
You know what the best part of wrapping presents is? Giant boxes for little presents. Putting round things in boxes and square things in round almond roca tins. (Almond roca . . . mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
Random tangent: I love almond roca. It always makes me think of my great-grandma Dora - Dad's grandma. She always had almond roca at her house, and every Christmas she's send us some with a tin of Danish butter cookies. I still can't eat either without thinking of her.
Tangent over - back to wrapping presents. The smaller the resent, the bigger the box - and the more the fun. I've also picked up Dad's habit of completely sealing the cracks in the wrapping paper with tape except for just one tiny little sliver. So then you have to search all over the thing to find the one place you can tear to start opening it. Fun stuff. :-)
Have I mentioned that Christmas is my favorite? It kinda is. And I'm soooooo loving the whole winter and snow thing this year . . . man have I missed this!!! (please note: the fact that I have missed having white Christmases will not stop me from complaing about the snow in January. That's just how I roll.) Yay for wintertime!!!
Luke-ism for the-indeterminate-amount-of-time0until-I-post-another-one: (said last night as he's reading his big, fat, 15-pound dictionary) Hey look, it's my two dollar bill! . . . I didn't know I had a two dollar bill . . . wait - why do I have a two dollar bill?
Good times. :-)
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So we saw this yesterday whilst watching Amazing Race and . . . ummmm, what? Who in their right (well, apparently wrong) mind thought this was a good idea? Who could even consider this a gift?!? Apparently there's a Hannukah version too . . . I'm officially weirded out now. However, it is funny in a "what were you thinking, you idiot?" sort of way.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
This and That
~ Luke gave his first talk ever last Sunday. That was pretty awesome. He did great, although I could tell he (finally) got nervous when he actually got up because he got a little ramble-y and ended up taking almost ten minutes longer than he was supposed to. I'm definitely not complaining though - because of that we skipped the closing song, which meant that I didn't have to conduct another four-verse arm killer. Woot! And of course, as we all know, if I had been giving the talk it would have taken about fifteen minutes less than it was supposed to. And he was only given 7-10 minutes.
~ I am immensely proud of myself for cooking my very first Thanksgiving dinner last week, turkey and all. Okay . . . so it was actually just a 3-pound turkey . . . okay, a three pound turkey breast . . . and Luke helped . . . and we also only had stuffing and mashed potatoes to go with it . . . but I'm still immensely proud of myself. So there! :-P
~ IT SNOWED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah, I think that pretty much says it all for that one.
~ Luke and I have decided that since kittens are smaller, fluffier, cuter, and cheaper than babies we're just going to have cats instead of kids. (we came to that decision as a joke while watching kitten youtube videos, but feel free to tell my mother as if it were for real if you're bored and looking for entertainment!)
~ We spent Wednesday in our PJs all day on new.familysearch.org adding all of Luke's family in. That was fun. The PJs-all-day thing was a little weird though - I was never allowed to do that growing up, even when I was sick. Not something I would want to do often, but I think I liked it. Until we got to the part where we discovered that one set of Luke's grandparents has also been entered as both their own parents and grandparents . . . yeah, we're still confused about that one. Same dates and everything - ummmmm, what?
~ So you know how the Coppermill has the reputation of being, like, the fanciest restaurant in Logan? A friend of Luke's called them up last week and paid for a gift certificate as a late birthday present for Luke and we went last night. And we were not impressed. The decor was pretty, but the service sucked and the food was more or less average. On a scale of McDonald's in a Walmart to Victoria and Albert's we figured it's about a six. And that's only because our ciabatta pizza appetizer was so good. On the other hand, I ordered some juice . . . and she brought out a Minute Maid bottle you could buy at a gas station and a glass of ice. Holy tacky!
side note: We are soooooo eating a V&A's someday. Luke promised. That day will probably not come for a very long time, because $250 for dinner for two is, well, kind of a lot. But we are so eating there . . . someday.
~ Our Christmas tree is up. I wish it were bigger, but we wouldn't have room for it then. And it's so cute. And it has a present underneath already. I've already had waaaaaay too much taunting Luke as he tries to figure out what it is. I can't wait until mine is under there so I can shake it. :-)
~ Actually, that's pretty much it.
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I dare you not to go "aaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" (note: if you don't, you probably have neither soul nor heart.)
~ I am immensely proud of myself for cooking my very first Thanksgiving dinner last week, turkey and all. Okay . . . so it was actually just a 3-pound turkey . . . okay, a three pound turkey breast . . . and Luke helped . . . and we also only had stuffing and mashed potatoes to go with it . . . but I'm still immensely proud of myself. So there! :-P
~ IT SNOWED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah, I think that pretty much says it all for that one.
~ Luke and I have decided that since kittens are smaller, fluffier, cuter, and cheaper than babies we're just going to have cats instead of kids. (we came to that decision as a joke while watching kitten youtube videos, but feel free to tell my mother as if it were for real if you're bored and looking for entertainment!)
~ We spent Wednesday in our PJs all day on new.familysearch.org adding all of Luke's family in. That was fun. The PJs-all-day thing was a little weird though - I was never allowed to do that growing up, even when I was sick. Not something I would want to do often, but I think I liked it. Until we got to the part where we discovered that one set of Luke's grandparents has also been entered as both their own parents and grandparents . . . yeah, we're still confused about that one. Same dates and everything - ummmmm, what?
~ So you know how the Coppermill has the reputation of being, like, the fanciest restaurant in Logan? A friend of Luke's called them up last week and paid for a gift certificate as a late birthday present for Luke and we went last night. And we were not impressed. The decor was pretty, but the service sucked and the food was more or less average. On a scale of McDonald's in a Walmart to Victoria and Albert's we figured it's about a six. And that's only because our ciabatta pizza appetizer was so good. On the other hand, I ordered some juice . . . and she brought out a Minute Maid bottle you could buy at a gas station and a glass of ice. Holy tacky!
side note: We are soooooo eating a V&A's someday. Luke promised. That day will probably not come for a very long time, because $250 for dinner for two is, well, kind of a lot. But we are so eating there . . . someday.
~ Our Christmas tree is up. I wish it were bigger, but we wouldn't have room for it then. And it's so cute. And it has a present underneath already. I've already had waaaaaay too much taunting Luke as he tries to figure out what it is. I can't wait until mine is under there so I can shake it. :-)
~ Actually, that's pretty much it.
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I dare you not to go "aaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" (note: if you don't, you probably have neither soul nor heart.)
Saturday, November 28, 2009
The Obligatory (Yet Forgotten) Thanksgiving Post
You know, I really thought I posted this Thursday. I guess I just composed it so well in my head that I convinced myself that I posted it too. :-) Anyway - the things I'm thankful for this year. Minus all the obvious ones that everybody says every year. Which means this is . . . *drum roll*
Lacey's Top Ten Random, Odd, Obscure, or Perhaps Just Plain Weird Things She's Thankful For!
1. blue and green paint. Because white walls are sooooooooooooooooo the last seven years!!
2. library cards. And, by extension, libraries.
3. Team Jayla. Not only did they help us paint, they are pretty much the only normal members of my family. (Let's think about this - one is still afraid of boys at the age of 23, one is proud to be a pasty white boy living at home and with no intention of leaving, and the other two have a one-track mind, and that track is set to "grandkids." Is it any wonder that sometimes it feels like Team Jayla are the only ones we can have a normal conversation with?!)
4. nepotism. Because without it, I still wouldn't have a job.
5. having Thanksgiving off. Because working it three years in a row was more than enough.
6. the muppets. More on that later.
7. free food. We haven't had to buy meat since Dad slaughtered the cow and pigs going on two months ago. Woot!
8. snow. But only in November and December and the first two weeks of January.
9. homestarrunner.com. Seriously, Luke and I spend hours on that website. Always good for cheap entertainment.
10. large kitchens. Mostly because we don't have one.
And there you have it. Happy Day-After-Black-Friday everybody!!
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Have I mentioned how much I love and adore the Muppets? Because they kinda rock. So if you haven't seen this since it popped up a few days ago (you probably have, since it's the internet's latest viral hit) make sure you watch the whole thing. The end makes the whole thing even funnier.
Lacey's Top Ten Random, Odd, Obscure, or Perhaps Just Plain Weird Things She's Thankful For!
1. blue and green paint. Because white walls are sooooooooooooooooo the last seven years!!
2. library cards. And, by extension, libraries.
3. Team Jayla. Not only did they help us paint, they are pretty much the only normal members of my family. (Let's think about this - one is still afraid of boys at the age of 23, one is proud to be a pasty white boy living at home and with no intention of leaving, and the other two have a one-track mind, and that track is set to "grandkids." Is it any wonder that sometimes it feels like Team Jayla are the only ones we can have a normal conversation with?!)
4. nepotism. Because without it, I still wouldn't have a job.
5. having Thanksgiving off. Because working it three years in a row was more than enough.
6. the muppets. More on that later.
7. free food. We haven't had to buy meat since Dad slaughtered the cow and pigs going on two months ago. Woot!
8. snow. But only in November and December and the first two weeks of January.
9. homestarrunner.com. Seriously, Luke and I spend hours on that website. Always good for cheap entertainment.
10. large kitchens. Mostly because we don't have one.
And there you have it. Happy Day-After-Black-Friday everybody!!
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Have I mentioned how much I love and adore the Muppets? Because they kinda rock. So if you haven't seen this since it popped up a few days ago (you probably have, since it's the internet's latest viral hit) make sure you watch the whole thing. The end makes the whole thing even funnier.
Friday, November 27, 2009
This Is Just To Say
I have kept
my willpower
intact
all November
and I
am so very
proud
of myself.
Aren't you
impressed?
Now off to blast
Mannheim and TSO.
William Carlos Williams has got nothing on me. :-)
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This was my introduction to Mannheim Steamroller when I was in high school. Still my favorite song of theirs by far.
my willpower
intact
all November
and I
am so very
proud
of myself.
Aren't you
impressed?
Now off to blast
Mannheim and TSO.
William Carlos Williams has got nothing on me. :-)
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This was my introduction to Mannheim Steamroller when I was in high school. Still my favorite song of theirs by far.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Ouch
I had this really weird dream Sunday night. I dreamed that part of my arm died - literally. My entire right bicep muscle had died from oxygen deprivation from being slept on. It was still attached to my arm, but it was all black, and it felt . . . dead. I don't know how to describe it. It was a really weird feeling, and I just knew it was because my arm was dead . . . you know how it is in dreams.
Then I woke up. And my arm was fine. My shoulder, on the other hand (*rimshot*) . . . well, I believe most everyone's already heard about that. I'm still pretty sure it was a pinched nerve, and to be perfectly honest my arm may as well have been dead for as much as I was able to use it for the next three days. Good thing I didn't have to work.
That said, I'm kinda sad that I only worked two days this week. I think I worked just about every day possible during the pay period that just ended - there is one massive (well, comparatively) paycheck coming my way next week! :-) But with Thanksgiving and Christmas coming up and taking up practically half of this pay period . . . no monies. Sad Lacey. :-(
At least my arm feels better.
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So when Cake Wrecks mentioned this sketch I was reminded of just how much I love and adore it. I'm not a huge fan of Monty Python and the Holy Grail but the dead parrot sketch will always make me laugh. I giggle just thinking about it . . . "This is an ex-PARROT!!!!!"
Then I woke up. And my arm was fine. My shoulder, on the other hand (*rimshot*) . . . well, I believe most everyone's already heard about that. I'm still pretty sure it was a pinched nerve, and to be perfectly honest my arm may as well have been dead for as much as I was able to use it for the next three days. Good thing I didn't have to work.
That said, I'm kinda sad that I only worked two days this week. I think I worked just about every day possible during the pay period that just ended - there is one massive (well, comparatively) paycheck coming my way next week! :-) But with Thanksgiving and Christmas coming up and taking up practically half of this pay period . . . no monies. Sad Lacey. :-(
At least my arm feels better.
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So when Cake Wrecks mentioned this sketch I was reminded of just how much I love and adore it. I'm not a huge fan of Monty Python and the Holy Grail but the dead parrot sketch will always make me laugh. I giggle just thinking about it . . . "This is an ex-PARROT!!!!!"
Thursday, November 12, 2009
And That Answers THAT Question!
The good news: I probably don't have throat cancer.
The bad news: I'm officially sick. With a little bit of everything.
So I'm working at Millville Tuesday, and other than the sore throat - which wasn't going away this time - feeling fine.Then I go home, and within a few hours I'm feeling like crap. Sore throat, congested, chills, achy, headache, and even an upset stomach. (lesson I probably learned: don't eat large plates of nachos on a mostly empty stomach when you're probably getting sick. It probably didn't help.)
Once I puked up the nachos I felt substantially better, but still a little hallucinatory. Sadly, I was supposed to be working all week at Millville for the same person, but had to give it up yesterday, 'cause it just wasn't gonna happen . . . I still felt significantly crappy. And today I'm still feeling somewhat crappy. Grrrrrr. And today is Luke's birthday - and Tuesday was the anniversary of our first date. How's that for timing. Blargh!!! I'm just glad book club was last week instead of tonight!
On that note, can I just say that Luke is awesome. Yesterday was his day off, and he spent the whole day taking care of my. Seriously, he probably would have even fed me if I'd asked him to. :-) He rented chick flicks (well . . . one . . . and Star Wars!!!!!) for me, and made me laugh and just did everything right . . . even forcing me to down cold medication because I absolutely hate taking medicine and wouldn't have if he hadn't been standing over me saying we couldn't watch Revenge of the Sith until I choked the things down. And seriously, how sweet is that?! (I'll save you the gushing, just go ahead and insert your own version of "I'm so lucky, my husband is the best" here.)
So for those of you who were worrying (and I know that's everybody, lol!), I'm not dying. It's all good. The sore throat is even gone . . .my heads's just kind of a little fuzzy. And I'm off to bake a cake. But if it seems like we're avoiding you in the near future, know that the throat cancer came back with a vengence!
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This isprobably the only way Luke could have made my yesterday better.
The bad news: I'm officially sick. With a little bit of everything.
So I'm working at Millville Tuesday, and other than the sore throat - which wasn't going away this time - feeling fine.Then I go home, and within a few hours I'm feeling like crap. Sore throat, congested, chills, achy, headache, and even an upset stomach. (lesson I probably learned: don't eat large plates of nachos on a mostly empty stomach when you're probably getting sick. It probably didn't help.)
Once I puked up the nachos I felt substantially better, but still a little hallucinatory. Sadly, I was supposed to be working all week at Millville for the same person, but had to give it up yesterday, 'cause it just wasn't gonna happen . . . I still felt significantly crappy. And today I'm still feeling somewhat crappy. Grrrrrr. And today is Luke's birthday - and Tuesday was the anniversary of our first date. How's that for timing. Blargh!!! I'm just glad book club was last week instead of tonight!
On that note, can I just say that Luke is awesome. Yesterday was his day off, and he spent the whole day taking care of my. Seriously, he probably would have even fed me if I'd asked him to. :-) He rented chick flicks (well . . . one . . . and Star Wars!!!!!) for me, and made me laugh and just did everything right . . . even forcing me to down cold medication because I absolutely hate taking medicine and wouldn't have if he hadn't been standing over me saying we couldn't watch Revenge of the Sith until I choked the things down. And seriously, how sweet is that?! (I'll save you the gushing, just go ahead and insert your own version of "I'm so lucky, my husband is the best" here.)
So for those of you who were worrying (and I know that's everybody, lol!), I'm not dying. It's all good. The sore throat is even gone . . .my heads's just kind of a little fuzzy. And I'm off to bake a cake. But if it seems like we're avoiding you in the near future, know that the throat cancer came back with a vengence!
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This isprobably the only way Luke could have made my yesterday better.
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