Monday, May 31, 2010

Hurry, Somebody Pinch Me!


I've been suffering from a bit of "Jazzy Envy" these last two weeks due to a very annoying pinched nerve in my back. YEOW! Man, does that put a hitch in my get-along! Holy cow, I can barely manage to heave myself out of bed in the mornings, not to mention navigating my way through one of the most important events of the year: The Semi-Annual Sale at Nordstrom! Shriek! What is a girl to do? (See what I mean about "Jazzy Envy?")

I finally talked Dave and Christian into going with me to test drive something even better than a Jazzy. Why is this better than a Jazzy? Were you not paying attention to my last post? This. Has. Cupholders. Yippee, skippy! Somebody go tell those Nordstrom guest assistants to hold their double doors open wide--I'm goin' in!!! Beep, beep!




Side note: Oh yeah. Of course, while we were test driving this little number, Dave and Christian just couldn't stop themselves from taking advantage of the view. I generously allowed them to think that their golfing was the main reason we were there . . .





On another side note: Hallelujah! Today my back is finally starting to shape up, and it's a good thing it's starting to shape up, cuz I was about ready to ship out!

Friday, May 28, 2010

One Sweet Ride

The following gives a whole new meaning and scope to the term "couch potato." You'll see why in a sec. Do me a favor, and watch and listen for my favorite quote in the story:

"You must pick up so many
girls in that . . ."


Well, thank you, but no. No, I don't think you'll be picking up so many girls in that. I don't think the girls will be that eager. Seriously. You're crazy if you think this is a chick magnet. I mean, really. What respectable girl in her right mind would drive around on a Barcalounger like that? Do I need to spell it out for you? I'll take it really slow: It. Has. No. Cupholders. Duh. No babe is gonna abandon her herd of girlfriends for a ride that has no cupholders. Grow up.

On second thought, it would be awfully nice to hitch a ride across town on those days when the 4" stiletto heels are an absolute must to make the outfit. I'm starting to see the benefits of this whole souped-up sofa thing after all . . .


Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Ring, Ring




Hello?

Um, hello. Is this 1-800-JUST-SHOOT-ME-NOW? Cuz . . .










Image credit: The Provo Daily Herald website, May 24, 2010

Thursday, May 20, 2010

Q&A With Christian "Down on the Farm"


The sign reads:

HAY! . . . lie
I'd love it if you wouldn't "bale"
on me, but make Prom a "Hay-day"!
(The lucky girl's name is Haylie in case you didn't catch
Christian's clever reference)



Please be so kind as to take a moment to notice how cleanly and meticulously Dave and Christian left this bale of hay on Haylie's porch; no mess, no fuss, no rogue pieces of hay flying around . . .





. . . and here is how that favor was returned on our own porch.






Nope. Never did find the needle. Two times through the hay and 45 minutes later . . . Christian's got nothin', although Haylie says that she really did put a needle in the haystack with a note that read, "YES" taped to it. All Christian cared about was not whether he found the answer but that it was the right answer. So it's all good.




An interesting twist to the night came about as earlier in the evening another girl had left a little somethin' somethin' (nothing to do with Prom) for Christian on our porch with a note attached clearly stating the names of the giver and the recipient. Oops. Haylie discovered that little offering before Christian arrived home to get it, and apparently she just decided to set it aside in our porch planter to make room for her teeny tiny needle and her ginorm-o haystack. I think Christian felt a little giddy. He leads such a charmed life, that boy.


Sunday, May 16, 2010

On a Wing and a Prayer

My Mother's Day phone call with Elder Sean was precious. He sounded so happy and so, um, Antonio Banderas-ish, which isn't necessarily a bad thing. Not a bad thing at all. It's just that his Spanish accent while speaking English made me have to press the phone to my ear super-dee-duper hard in the hopes that that would somehow make Sean's words come out sounding more like his former Illinoisan/Utahn self, thus enabling me to understand him better.

In any event, I did manage to catch two very important things in our conversation. Well, three.

#1: My favorite quote from Sean: "I love you!"

#2: My least favorite quote from Sean: "A member of the area presidency told us that our particular mission is the most dangerous mission in all of Central America."

Silence.

Biting my lip.

Invoking blessings from Heaven above.

Very glad that Sean can't see his mamacita wearing a face full of terror at that particular moment.

Blink, blink.



So! Happy dreams to me for the next few months.

Actually, Sean was trying to tactfully tell me that I probably shouldn't plan to travel to Honduras to pick him up at the end of his mission. Don't tell him this, but that was never one of the things on my bucket list. Not that I wouldn't want to or anything. It's not that at all. No sir! It's just that I remember that once upon a time the GA's discouraged families from traveling to their missionary's mission before the missionary has a chance to come home and be released. Yeah. That's it. That's the ticket. That's the reason I wasn't planning to go down to the most dangerous mission in Central America. Don't you see? I'm just trying to be obedient. Got it? GOT IT?! That's the ONLY reason. It would have nothing whatsoever to do with what Seanie told me. Nothin' at all. And it would have nothing to do with this little gem from Wikipedia (that is if you trust that site, and I often times don't, but I will turn myself completely over to it in this case):

"This airport is frequently criticized as being dangerous due to its location next to a sierra, its short runway, and difficult approach, which requires large commercial jets to execute a tight hairpin leftward u-turn at very low altitude to land on a very short runwayAmerican Airlines pilots, for example, receive additional, specific training . . . ."

Yeehaw!


Y-E-E-H-A-W!


Oh, and in case you were paying attention, here is #3:

Sean returns September 28th!!!
Yeehaw, indeed!!!


Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Greatness Begets Greatness

Isn't it oh so very interesting how one person can inspire another to accomplish amazing things with the simple example of perseverance, hard work, and excellence? Case in point: Kimball is nothing less than truly motivating as he allows his talent to shine in the video below. Buddy Rich and Jerry Lewis should thank their lucky stars for such a brilliant mentor as Kimball. Check out Kimball beating Christian's skins:


(Kimball's sweet shades ramp up the coolness quotient
a bunch, wouldn't you say?)


Now take a look at what a bit of encouragement, maybe a week or two of lessons, and a smidgeon of practice can produce:


Splendid is right! Yup. Kimball's got the chops.
(Oh, and Buddy Rich and Jerry Lewis aren't half bad either, I suppose.)

Wednesday, May 05, 2010

No Need to Shower Tonight!

Huzza! After months(!!!) of being deprived of any photos from Sean, at long last we finally received this! He looks very, um, clean. And slippery. I just love that boy.

"If we are lucky we are inside when it starts to rain but if not... well let me just say that I have some pictures to back up my story that it literally rains cats and dogs. On Tuesday we were out working in the last hour at night and it started to rain so hard we were sopping wet within fifteen seconds, and it didn't stop. It just comes so suddenly. We had a few pails outside, and the next morning [we saw] that it had rained about five or six inches in the space of about an hour." --Elder Sean
Hey boys and girls! It's time to see if you can you spy Sleeping Beauty somewhere in this picture! (Wait. Maybe it's the Mother Mary? I can't decide if the artist in Sean's zone is enamored with a certain Disney princess, or if he is trying to depict Mary in a very hip, contemporary sort of way. He's got the floating red hearts going on for Sleeping Beauty, but the halo thing is throwing me off . . . .) You may need to click on the picture to enlarge it so you can see what I'm babbling on about. I know I sound like I'm off my rocker most of the time, but I don't think so in this case. Take a look. You'll see.

Yeah, this is proof positive that I seriously devour every part of every precious photograph Seanie throws our way.

Monday, May 03, 2010

More Than He Desserts?



Dave received another birthday dessert as the partying of his big day continued through the week. Gotta love that Dave. He parties and parties. He will party on until at least, oh, 8:00 p.m.! Every. single. night. How does he keep up that madcap lifestyle?

Anywho, the best compliment for this dessert came via Kimball as he finished his first helping of this decadence. We heard a distinct clattering from his direction--something along the lines of a pebble rattling against one's teeth in one's mouth. We looked over at him to discover that, indeed, Kimball was doing the Chuck-Norris-Mr.-Tough-Guy thing, eating the very rock he treasured and held so dear in his little hand after a walk-about with Uncle Christian a few minutes earlier. When presented with a second helping of the trifle, Kimball promptly spit out his rock and inhaled more of this goodness. I ask you, who could ask for a better endorsement than that?


STRAWBERRY CREAM CHEESE TRIFLE

Ingredients:
  • 2 qt. strawberries sliced
  • 1 C. sugar divided
  • 2 8oz. pkgs. cream cheese softened
  • 3 T. orange juice or lime juice
  • 3 C. whipped whipping cream
  • 1 loaf (10 oz.) pound cake cubed (Sara Lee in the freezer section works great)
  • 1 large chocolate bars grated
  • Chocolate swirls and strawberries to garnish
Method:

1. Toss strawberries with ½ C. sugar. Allow to chill in refrigerator until juicy. (About an hour)

2. Cream together the citrus juice, cream cheese and the remainder of the sugar. Add whip cream and blend until creamy. (Make sure you blend the cream cheese, citrus juice and sugar first or the acid will curdle the whipped cream.)

3. Drain juice off the strawberries and drizzle onto the cake cubes.

4. Layer in trifle bowl as follows:

½ cake cubes on bottom
1/3 cream cheese mixture
½ strawberry mixture
chocolate shavings
the rest of the cake cubes
1/3 cream cheese mixture
the rest of the strawberry mixture
chocolate shavings
the rest of the cream cheese mixture
chocolate shavings
strawberries to garnish



Police line-up of suspects

"It was Rock #3, Detective."