Daily Daffodil Watch

March 31, 2008

So, not much change going on here. Maybe I should have done a weekly watch instead of a daily watch. Could this be the dreaded "a-watched-pot-never-boils" syndrome? This little bud is being pretty stubborn if you ask me.

Daily Daffodil Watch

March 30, 2008
My oh my oh my. When will it ever be spring? The snow is certainly NOT what I wanted to see when I looked out my window this morning! I don't blame Mr. Daffodil for continuing to hide from the cruel, cold world . . . . With weather like this I feel his pain!

First Place!

Today Mister Christian participated in a full day of percussion clinics and competitions open to all of the percussion kids in the state of Utah, and you guessed it! Christian took first place on the drumset at the junor high level! Holy mackerel is that kid good! His win earned him a pretty sweet bag of swag and a lot of respect from his peers and teachers. I'm telling you, he's the next Buddy Rich!

A particularly sweet moment came for me when, as Sean and Christian were walking ahead of me out of the school auditorium after the awards were made, big brother threw his arm over the shoulder of younger brother in a tender show of affection and admiration. Sweet indeed.

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March 29, 2008 Patience is a virtue, I guess. But c'mon, this is getting a little ridiculous.

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March 28, 2008

Our little daffodil is truly trying its best to open up! I'm no gardner, but I'm thinking we need something like WARM WEATHER! in order for this little guy to bloom. Please, please, let's have some warm temperatures, okay? (I hate the cold, if you didn't know.)

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March 27, 2008

Somebody Had a Birthday!

Happy Birthday to my big sis, Marian!

We love you Mar!

Alfred Hitchcock Would Be So Proud . . .

Oh my goodness, this struck me as being so hilarious. Look at poor little Toto--actually, on second glance, he looks sorta mad, like Dorothy isn't hoofin' it fast enough for his taste.

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March 26, 2008

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March 25, 2008

I tied this cute little ribbon around our chosen daffodil so we can be sure we're not misidentifying our newly adopted bud, kind of like that mother who tatooed the name of a gambling site (classy!) on her forehead for $10,000 for the sake of giving her boy a private edjicashion! Her boy will never run the risk of misidentifying her, I'll bet. At least not by accident. (Click here for more about this SLC gal.)

Can I Exhale Now? I'm Turning Blue Here . . .

Do you ever have those times when you are just holding your breath, waiting for everything to settle down, crossing your fingers and toes in hopes that nothing goes BOOM! or the authorities won't have to be called in to administer Valium?


Being one who DOES sweat the small stuff, last week seemed to be an unusually stressful week for me with Sharing Time at church, dutifully attending traffic school and visiting the dentist (on the same day, people!!!), celebrating(????) another birthday, being in charge of a big Primary quarterly activity with the entire church congregation invited, preparing for Easter and 13 Easter dinner guests, etc., etc., whine, whine, whine. (Suddenly, seeing this stuff written down makes my week look like a bowl of Cheerios . . . or a bowl of cherries, whatever.) Anyway! I'm glad it's over, but equally glad for all that occurred during those stressful days. Everything couldn't have turned out better, thanks to boatloads of help. Except for the dentist. Tada! No cavities! Only, since I need a nifty crown on my molar, now we will have to put off buying that 45-foot yacht we've been eyeing. Shucks.

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Let's watch the progress of this sweet little daffodil as it makes its way in this big wide world of ours . . .

March 24, 2008

Once in a Blue Moon

My sister forwarded an e-mail to me which contained some really interesting facts about why Easter has come so darn early this year! (Our personal Easter Bunny barely had time to stock his pantry with all of the necessities before the day was upon us! Hope your personal bunny had everything covered . . . .) According to some great authority Easter hasn't fallen on March 23 since 1913 (those readers who can remember back to that year please click your dentures), and it won't fall on March 23 again until 2228.

Apparently, Easter is celebrated on the first Sunday after the first full moon after the spring equinox after your brother-in-law runs over a cat but before the wild stallions of Wyoming whinny at the full moon in their longjohns. I don't know. It's all a bunch of archaic mumblings to me, but hey, if I get a "Bunny Big Ears-Truly Ear-resistable!" out of it, I'll whinny at the moon too. (Don't know about in my longjohns. It may take Godiva Chocolates for that to happen. But it could.)

The Wee Lephrechaun Strikes Again!

Yet again that wee red-headed lad Daniel Quinn, our resident lephrechaun, struck our home on the eve of St. Patrick's Day leaving behind, alas!, not a gleaming pot-o-gold but a heap-o-mess for me to clean up. The green milk is his signature calling card; that's a dead give away. We know it was you Daniel. And don't try to give us any of your blarney!

Random Elephant Sighting

So I'm walking across the campus at UVSC pretty much minding my own business but trying to convince myself that I will actually (ha ha) be able to locate the building where Sean is to be playing with his jazz band in a matter of minutes, based solely on his succinct directions that they were "playing somewhere at UVSC." Hmmmm. So off I trudged to who knows where, letting the universe guide me, when out of the corner of my eye I noticed three rather largish animals on bare concrete in a load/unload docking-type of place. I did a double take, and sure enough, elephants. Just walking around. No circus tents. No jugglers. No nightmare-inducing clowns. Just the elephants. I looked around me to see if any of the other passersby were even glancing in that general direction. Nope. Apparently, I was the only one struck by the idea that even though we (thankfully) live in an all-inclusive, no-profiling, equal-opportunities-for-all-world, elephants still don't belong at an institution of higher learning.

Post script: I never did find Sean or the jazz band because (oops!) Sean told me the wrong location--I should have gone to Timpanogos High School instead. I'm sure it was all an honest mistake, right? I'm sure of it. . . . Right? Tell me I'm right. Please.

Two and Counting . . .

Isn't she a beauty!

So perfect for each other!

Happy 2nd Anniversary

Ashley and Jordan!

These two were absolutely made for each other, and I love them both so much!

My wish is for each year to be even better than the last! Congrats!

Aw, the Little Guy Was All Tuckered Out!

His day started around 6:30 a.m. and ended late that night after performing with his jazz band and symphonic band at the awesome Grand Concert. He came home to some coconut cream pie, a game of Yahtzee with his mom, and then fell asleep at the computer while blasting Jethro Toll off of itunes. Isn't he cute?

Better Late Than Never . . .

Ready for the Red Feast!

Everyone gets a party favor . . .

. . . pretty box of chocolates!

Red lemon-pepper salmon with red Jell-O--yummo!

Roasted herbed red potatoes, roasted red peppers with Parmesan cheese and roasted red tomatoes with basilRed bread! Red bread? Yep! Red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting. Hoo boy! Little Red Babushka striking a pose!

Even though Valentine's Day had come and gone, I still felt the need, the need for speed! (No! No! That's from Top Gun. Sheesh.) I felt the need to throw my Red Dinner before February came to a close. I love themed parties, and February proved to be the perfect opportunity for another one. As you can see, almost all of the food was red and so some of the side dishes aren't perfect pairings with the entree, but I didn't hear anyone complaining. A good thing too.

Enchanting

My two handsome guys (Sean!!!!Christian!!!! yes, that's you!!!) and I went to see Enchanted a few days ago. (My boys are such sports to indulge me; they treat me like such a queen.) Surprisingly, we all three were very much entertained and amused by the film. The beginning sequence in 2-D animation is so totally classic Disney ala Cinderella and Snow White that it made me very nostalgic for those sweet, innocent, non-hip, non-sarcastic movies of way back when. I was so happy to see that some people in Hollywood can still actually produce something as cute as Bambi or The Jungle Book. It was just darling. Thankfully, the rest of the movie didn't indulge much at all in trying to be edgy or cool, or whatever. Check your cynisism at the door, and you will totally love it!

Hey! It's Sean and Christian!