war with grapejuice

I had a war with a frozen grape juice bottle this weekend, while wearing my favorite white robe and my favorite NEW white tank top. "open slowly" as I read the directions after the grape juice was all over my white morning ensemble. So I figured I was going to have a spotted robe and an old undershirt that was really new. Just because my mom taught me, I sprayed stain remover on the clothes. I didn't even really try - sometimes I get out the toothbrush and scrub - I just sort of sprayed thinking this is not coming out. Oh but I was wrong. VERY wrong. I took my robe out of the washer looked, looked again, looked again, turned it all around the very large splattered looking stain was gone. I got the tank top, continued with the previous procedure, and again the splattered stain was gone. I am a believer now. In this product: OxiClean Laundry Stain Remover. I am in love, and I won the war on the grape juice.

henry's halloween costume poll

I am trying to find the perfect Halloween costume for Henry. I know he doesn't care. Here are your two options: Elephant or Lion. Now just as I started to write this blog, a family friend came to the door for a visit and gave us a really cute horse costume as well... however, it might not fit in a month. Anyway, here are the pics of the Elephant and Lion. I need opinions on which one I should go for. Please take into consideration that the Lion is the most expensive and the horse is free. So here we go:

SCRAP EXPO USA

It came and sadly went. This is the short. Thursday X, Val, and I met up at Cheesecake Factory and had our dinner. Great service, great food, GREAT cheesecake, overall great. Got to the hotel and decided that because I was sort of getting sick, and Val had jet lag from her trip around the world, that we would go to bed early. This was all after a really LAME episode of Grey's Anatomy that was like watching a bad train wreck, so you couldn't turn it off until it ended. We woke at 5 AM. This was the hard part. Got fab parking spots and all settled into line by about 5:45 AM. We ate bundt for breakfast. We were numbers 43, 44, & 45 in line. X got called out to be on TV and won a $50 scrapbook kit. We got our tickets around 7:20 and rushed the doors at exactly 9 oh oh as X would say. Got the table we always sit at, threw our stuff on the table and ran to the door buster sales. I won't finish the rest of the deets as they can get boring for non-scrap freaks. But we scrapped and shopped all day. We didn't make it to midnight, as I was getting more sick and X just isn't as into it as Val and I are. So we left around 8:00 PM. It was definitely what I needed. Now I really want to start counting down for the next one in March. I also might really want to go to the one in St. George in November. I have an addiction. However, I must say, to end, that the people at the table next to us are even more crazy than us, as they have been all over the US of A scrapping. I need to branch out.

done and done

OMG. my presentation was terrible. But it is over, the 10 page paper is in and I am really counting down the hours for expo. I can't wait. hopefully I will have some awesome pics posted by this weekend.

yellow brick road

I have been self analyzing for days and weeks now. Just trying to finish up this 10 page absolutely boring paper on why I want to become a school counselor. What if I just put really big (please start singing "off to see the wizard" it only works that way) BECAUSE BECAUSE BECAUSE BECAUSE BECAUSE!!! Oh it would be so much better. Anyway, I am breaking at the moment and yes, really staring as the scrap expo clock counts down. Think of me tomorrow around 11 PM. I will be rejoiced as the ultimate countdown can start...I will be done with the paper and the lame 5 minute presentation we have to give on ourselves. Who cares? Graduate school is lame for me right now. I am already packed and waiting for scrap. Because of the wonderful things he does.

camping

so M, H, and I braved the Big Cottonwood canyon for a little mingle, meet/greet, with the FAB faculty at SOJO (nickname for south jordan middle school). Anyway, M has found a great school with great teachers and administration. We had dutch oven, walked H around whilst he cried almost the entire time - I think he hates camping - , and sat and talked around the camp fire. We all went to bed at 10:04 PM. Everyone but me, that is. I packed us, please note that I have been camping one other time in my life and I remember it being completely miserable. I don't really know what to bring, but was ready for an adventure. So I have been so excited about this all week, shopping, packing, ect. I very much so UNDERESTIMATED the very cold temperatures, thus only packing a few quilts and some lame sleeping bag inserts. I get all cuddled in, kind of warm from moving around. Thinking, ah this is nice. 10 minutes later I am freezing, shivering, can't get warm. We tried everything, sharing twin bed blow up, cuddling, moving around ALOT, nothing worked. M feel asleep, but so kindly said "we will go and pack up when you say the word." I can't sleep, and I keep thinking that H is freezing and going to get frost bite, and that it only is going to get colder. I get up. Pants on. Start packing the car 1:30 AM. Please also note that the tent was thankfully borrowed from Ms sister and it is quite large - 3 room tent. Perfect for M, H, and me, all our luggage, Hs crib and big stroller, two twin blow ups, ect. It was a little awkward getting it down and sort of packed into the car without waking all the other campers. So we get everything packed into the car -all whilst enjoying the amazing moonlight and cautiously looking around for bears. We leave camp about 2:15 AM. I pull out saying "I bet you are never taking me camping again" and M was so nice and didn't complain and said "hey, we look out for each other, its ok."

this is for you...

X... so I was talking about how much I love leg warmers and how hot I think they are - with or without a workout ensemble. And McKay said "leg warmers are so unattractive" and I said "you are so unattractive". Then I preceeded to tell him about my friends blog post about how her husband called her heavy for a comeback just like the one I just wrote about. Funny.

progress

Thanks to those that have sent stickers for the helmet. McKay has really had fun with this project. The HENRY and the Elvis sticker are really my only contributions. Then when I bought more stickers from Walmart yesterday, McKay was very unenthusiastic about them. I think he likes it when people give them to us. So send more... also, don't worry, but there is a HUGE Iclelandic flag on the very back of the helmet so everyone can know where Henry's people come from. That is why there is also a Native American sticker right on the front. To show NA pride for my people. (M did that to make me feel better about the Icelandic flag) Anyway... there really is somewhat of a story behind every sticker. If you get bored I can tell you.

ANTBM

We had a photo shoot this morning, H was in a good mood. Thanks Uncle Sloan for the clothes.

post labor day blues

so my labor day weekend was great, except for the fact that I had to come back to work. This is what I did:

Friday I sent M to Olive Garden to pick up some food. Totally disappointing - they didn't send my Alfredo boat and extra breadsticks, which I payed for. Pissed. Nice relaxing evening at home.

Saturday I got up very early - for a Saturday - weighed in at WW and then scrapped all day. That was fun and I am very motivated to scrap right now. Nice relaxing evening at home.

Sunday we went to the cabin. Scrapped some more. Talked, played games, watched the sunset, ect.

Monday we got home from the cabin and proceeded to watch the entire marathon of ANTM cycle 10 on MTV. I believe there was a nap in there and some Cake Mania on the computer. Nice relaxing evening at home.

So it sounds boring. But I had a nice weekend. Need more. It was so relaxing that I cannot get into work mode even though it is Thursday. Not exciting and I didn't take one picture. But I will cherish and remember it forever.