My friend, Clair posted this on her blog and I thought it was way fun. My note to those who respond to MY post - if you have color themes of the rooms of your home (ie. kitchen - green and yellow, master bedroom - black, brown and pink, etc.) or plan to in the future, then share those with me when you make your comment. Then maybe I can make something that will be completely useful. :-)
The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:
1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!
2. What I create will be just for you.
3. It'll be done this year. {might be a little while}
4. You have no clue what it's going to be. It may be a story. It may be poetry or an article on properly cleaning your face before a masque. I may draw or paint something. I may bake you something and mail it to you. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!
5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange.
The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first
5 people who do the same on your blog. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me!
*Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!*
28 January 2009
22 January 2009
Give credit where credit is due . . .
First of all, those of you who know me very well at all must surely be surprised that I have chosen a background with pink on it. I decided that in honor of the upcoming holiday (Valentine's Day) I would give it a shot. I actually kind of like it. But rest assured, you still won't see me wearing pink (except for some pj's that I got for Christmas). Thank heavens that red is equally as festive as pink for Valentine's Day. I enjoy being festive.
Anyway, I was thinking awhile ago about how Dave and I came about. Neither of us can actually remember the first time we met, and there has been more than one person who has tried to take credit for our coming together. Well, I think we've decided who actually gets the credit. It's a friend of ours from Preston whom I will call "GaBell."
As I said before neither one of us recalls when we first met . . . although I am sure it was in Sunday school in the Preston 9th ward. Here is what I do recall:
Near the beginning of my freshman year of high school my family and I were still living in a duplex while our home was being built across town by the golf course. I think we were in Preston 1st ward. GaBell was in my ward and lived quite close to me, as did his best friend at the time. GaBell's friend and his step brother came to my house one day to "ask me out" for him (I think they were not instructed to do so). I initially resisted because I knew I'd get into trouble for having a boyfriend. At any rate I eventually agreed after swearing them to secrecy, afraid that word would reach my older sister and subsequently my parents. We went "out" for five days. Each of those five days I went to school fully intending to break up with him (I felt bad about deceiving my parents), and found myself unable to do so. On the fifth day I tried to persuade his best friend to do it for me, but he made me do it myself. Fortunately, I didn't break GaBell's heart when I did so. We remained friends and moved on to other romantic interests.
A little before Halloween my family and I moved to our new home. In a note, GaBell told me that I would be in "Big Dave's" ward. And I thought to myself, "Who is Big Dave?" Then on my first Sunday in the ward I went to Sunday school. When Dave was introduced I thought, "So that's 'Big Dave.' Hmm . . . he's not very big." haha I suppose you could say that's the first time we met, however I'm almost certain that we never spoke until the Preston 10th ward was created (shortly after we moved) and we were both in it. So I'd say it doesn't really count. The real beginning of our interactions was in the 10th ward. But GaBell gets credit because he made me take note of Dave the first time I met him. I'm pretty sure I also thought Dave was handsome when I first moved in, but he was so reserved (I initially thought it was shy), so for the rest of our Sunday school experience I endeavored to always sit next to him and get him to talk to me. Kind of a challenge, you know? I've heard that girls are suckers for the strong and silent type. Apparently I was. :-)
So thanks goes out to GaBell! Dave is my favorite person ever, and he continues to put up with me and convincingly act like he still likes me. :-) He's a really great dad, a really hard worker, and is full of integrity and always strives for excellence. Thank heavens I married someone who is truly self-motivated; I'm not motivated enough to push him and myself. :-D haha I love you, hon. You're the best.
Anyway, I was thinking awhile ago about how Dave and I came about. Neither of us can actually remember the first time we met, and there has been more than one person who has tried to take credit for our coming together. Well, I think we've decided who actually gets the credit. It's a friend of ours from Preston whom I will call "GaBell."
As I said before neither one of us recalls when we first met . . . although I am sure it was in Sunday school in the Preston 9th ward. Here is what I do recall:
Near the beginning of my freshman year of high school my family and I were still living in a duplex while our home was being built across town by the golf course. I think we were in Preston 1st ward. GaBell was in my ward and lived quite close to me, as did his best friend at the time. GaBell's friend and his step brother came to my house one day to "ask me out" for him (I think they were not instructed to do so). I initially resisted because I knew I'd get into trouble for having a boyfriend. At any rate I eventually agreed after swearing them to secrecy, afraid that word would reach my older sister and subsequently my parents. We went "out" for five days. Each of those five days I went to school fully intending to break up with him (I felt bad about deceiving my parents), and found myself unable to do so. On the fifth day I tried to persuade his best friend to do it for me, but he made me do it myself. Fortunately, I didn't break GaBell's heart when I did so. We remained friends and moved on to other romantic interests.
A little before Halloween my family and I moved to our new home. In a note, GaBell told me that I would be in "Big Dave's" ward. And I thought to myself, "Who is Big Dave?" Then on my first Sunday in the ward I went to Sunday school. When Dave was introduced I thought, "So that's 'Big Dave.' Hmm . . . he's not very big." haha I suppose you could say that's the first time we met, however I'm almost certain that we never spoke until the Preston 10th ward was created (shortly after we moved) and we were both in it. So I'd say it doesn't really count. The real beginning of our interactions was in the 10th ward. But GaBell gets credit because he made me take note of Dave the first time I met him. I'm pretty sure I also thought Dave was handsome when I first moved in, but he was so reserved (I initially thought it was shy), so for the rest of our Sunday school experience I endeavored to always sit next to him and get him to talk to me. Kind of a challenge, you know? I've heard that girls are suckers for the strong and silent type. Apparently I was. :-)
So thanks goes out to GaBell! Dave is my favorite person ever, and he continues to put up with me and convincingly act like he still likes me. :-) He's a really great dad, a really hard worker, and is full of integrity and always strives for excellence. Thank heavens I married someone who is truly self-motivated; I'm not motivated enough to push him and myself. :-D haha I love you, hon. You're the best.
08 January 2009
How big are my kids now?
Dietrich is not growing at the same rate as Kate is of course, but he's growing too. Kate had a check-up a couple of days ago and while we were there we had Dietrich weighed (actually we weighed me with Dietrich, and me without Dietrich and subtracted). He weighs 32 lbs. and he's 3 feet tall. Near the end of April he will be three years old! And no, I'm not going to tell you how much I weigh. I will say that if I lost 10 pounds I'd be fully satisfied with my weight - but I can fit into all of my clothes so I can't complain.
Kate, now 4 1/2 months old is 20 lbs. 10 oz. and 25 1/2 inches long. She's still off the charts for weight, but is in the 90th percentile for height. The doctor noted that she's just following her own curve. :-)
Kate, now 4 1/2 months old is 20 lbs. 10 oz. and 25 1/2 inches long. She's still off the charts for weight, but is in the 90th percentile for height. The doctor noted that she's just following her own curve. :-)
06 January 2009
Bahaha!
"Wow. Shouldn't that read, 'ROAD CLOSED'?"
My dear friends, if you have not yet heard of Brian Regan you should look him up on Amazon and buy his stuff. He is a truly hilarious comedian. Clean, too (otherwise I wouldn't find him terribly funny). This refers to a joke of his. Up until today I had never seen such a construction sign. When I saw it I laughed out loud, pulled over and took a pic with Dave's cell phone. Good thing I did, because about an hour later it was gone. Classic. Right here in Billings! I think the road was temporarily closed by the way. :-)
My dear friends, if you have not yet heard of Brian Regan you should look him up on Amazon and buy his stuff. He is a truly hilarious comedian. Clean, too (otherwise I wouldn't find him terribly funny). This refers to a joke of his. Up until today I had never seen such a construction sign. When I saw it I laughed out loud, pulled over and took a pic with Dave's cell phone. Good thing I did, because about an hour later it was gone. Classic. Right here in Billings! I think the road was temporarily closed by the way. :-)
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