2:17 pmWoah… a week…
Has it seriously been a week since I last posted? What a slacker-blogger I’ve turned out to be. But let’s go ahead and catch you up with my ultra-exciting life, shall we?
Jon came home on Wednesday and announced that he was building a fire pit in the backyard, and we were going to roast s’mores, darn it. I asked him if Orem City actually allowed people to build a fire in their backyards. He said, “I don’t know, but I’m doing it.” So he went out there and dug a hole in the future-garden-dirt-area in the back corner of the yard and carefully placed rocks all around it. Zoe followed along behind him and rearranged the rocks in a more symmetrical, pretty, girly pattern. Then we put out camp chairs and got the roasting sticks and s’mores ingredients, and sprayed each other down with bug spray. I told a spooky campfire story (which I couldn’t remember the ending to… so I made up a really stupid one) and then Jachin caught a stick on fire and freaked out and threw it into some dry leaves. We yelled and he stomped it out. He then also caught fire to: several more sticks, two marshmallows, and almost his sister.
Thursday night I went out with my friend Heidi to see Bourne Ultimatum (again). It was one worth seeing more than once. It was a decent movie. Heidi is 6 months pregnant (and is super cute and “all belly” because she is a personal trainer and she actually works out) and watching her sitting there in the theater rubbing her belly and propping her swollen ankles sort of made me want to be pregnant. But then five minutes later, watching Matt Damon kicking butt and taking names made me want to take karate. And I can’t really do both. So I’m sort of unsure… I’m very fickle. But I definately want to either have another baby or beat up someone.
Friday I spent the bulk of the day getting ready for the yard sale we had on Saturday. I put price tags on everything. Including my children. But I felt remorseful and eventually un-priced them.
Saturday I woke up early (early for a Saturday, anyway) and went to my mother-in-law’s (one street over) for the yard sale. It was 40 degrees and raining. It was frickin freezing, Mr. Bigglesworth. But die-hards flocked anyway. It drove me crazy that people would haggle over prices. Stuff was labeled a dollar, and they would offer fifty cents. I always caved, thinking that maybe the individual was poor and really could only afford fifty cents… and then — sure enough — they would pull out a wad a cash the size of my huge head and ask if I could break a $100. For three days worth of sorting and pricing, and 5 hours in the freezing rain, I made a whopping $71… just enough to cover the co-pay of having my frostbitten toes amputated because, like a moron, I wore flip-flops the whole day.
Sunday was nice enough. I wore my cute new Old Navy sweater. (I got two new sweaters from Old Navy and Jon hates them both. One looks kinda poncho-ish and he calls me “Consuela” and asks me to make him a tortilla when I wear it, and the other has big, puffy balls hanging off of the ties. They are both much cuter than Jon lets on…) I got my Sunday afternoon nap and I even went to choir practice… where I ceaselessly offended people with my limited vocal range.
That pretty much catches you up. Fun stuff, my life.
Pictures of something tomorrow, I promise. (If you’re lucky, me modeling my ”Consuela” sweater… possibly while making a tortilla)
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Oh Consuela, we’ll be waiting for the pics.
Comment by Mama Milton — October 1, 2007 @ 5:41 pm
I think I know which sweater you got (with the puffy balls).Is it in the Old Navy comercial that is now playing? If it is….. IT IS VERY CUTE! I loved “Bourne All Tomato” too. That is what my nephew calls it.
Comment by Cassie — October 1, 2007 @ 7:26 pm
If your Consuela sweater has a hood, I have it, too. I never thought of making quesadillas but will have to do so the next time I wear it.
I LOVED the one fight scene in “Bourne” between Matt and the assassin in the flats. Alas, I did not want to take karate or be pregnant when I watched the movie though. Nor do I yet.
Thanks for the update; I’d been sad reading nothing new (while I myself wrote very little during the same week - it must have been contagious).
Comment by stephanie — October 1, 2007 @ 11:19 pm
Hey you and the ebay lady have something in common. I think that she may get more for her kids since in the last 30 sec. of bidding the price quadruples(sp?)! At a yard sale people may try to jip you for the price of yours.
I’m wearing my old navy sweater today! I really wanted one of the cute sleeveless ones but they only had it in small. Oh well. Mine was only 12.99. HaHa skinny girls!
Comment by Sam — October 2, 2007 @ 7:53 am
@Cassie- Yep, that’s the one. Only I got the bright green version… because if green is ever an option, I choose it.
@Sam- There is a woman ebaying her kids??
Comment by admin — October 2, 2007 @ 12:31 pm
Dave made a fire pit. It took more than one day. It was an epic battle against the elements of nature for fire. And once there was fire, there was much grunting. It was one of his proudest moments. He has since decided that the fire pit is too small and must be made BIGGER for MORE FIRE!
Ah, men. Aren’t they awesome?
Comment by Leslie — October 2, 2007 @ 2:37 pm
Yeah, her listing was taken off of course and I think that she was taken into custody but not arrested. I don’t remember the details it was just in the news a week or two ago.
Comment by Sam — October 3, 2007 @ 7:48 am