Today

The first thing I do every morning is . .  .

Grunt at Jeff to give me the remote.  

Jeff wanders off to shower and get ready, and I turn on the TV.

And I always turn it on to the Today Show.

(yes, except for Saturday and Sunday)

I like the first 90 minutes of the Today Show. 

I like getting all the NEWS as I wake up.

But as of June, I'm not going to be watching like I use to.

In fact, I may find a new way to wake myself up and get moving.

Why?

Because Meredith is leaving.

But that's not really the problem.

It's that Ann is replacing her.

Aaaaggghhh -- 

That Ann Curry drives me nuts! 

I just don't think she's sincere.  She uses a different 'pity' voice when she's trying to suck someone's story out of them.

(Josh and Ethan think I have that same voice change when I try to teach someone something -- ew!)

Starting my day with Ann is just not going to work for me.

I will cross my fingers that Katie Couric gets her own morning show so I can survive.  But I'll sure miss Matt . . . . 

Yup, I'm just this nerdy to care about the Today Show!

Thanksgiving 1/2

Wow!  My 3rd half, and it was harder than the first.  This was a pretty rolly course and the snow at the beginning was not particularly fun for me. 

But the company was good and they kept me going!

I refuse to talk about the marathon . . .  this race just didn't go THAT well.

Procrastinating

I have to write an Easter program today.

I have sworn to sit at this computer until it's done.

I am now blogging for the first time in over a week because I'm procrastinating.

Yesterday I procrastinated the writing by going to Salt Lake with Emma.

(Josh has been at a week-long Lifeguard class and Ethan had play practice).

Anyway, Emma and I had lunch with Jeff at Ekami Thai, a little hole-in-the-wall establishment.  I had Pad Garlic Black Pepper Beef that was DELISH!

Then we popped next door to another hole-in-the-wall for a Liege waffle, served at Bruges Waffles & Frites.  Mine had bananas and delicious cream on top.  YUM!

After fattening up on good food, we dropped Jeff off at work (Joseph Smith Memorial Bldg) and took a stroll around the temple grounds.  It was a gorgeous day!

  (hat display in the Joseph Smith Bldg -- reminded me of Grandma Marie)

What shall I do now so I can avoid the writing of the Easter Program?



Things I Think About

Lots going on here, in my mind.

Stuff like:

1.  I will never go to the bathroom again, or buy furniture from others:

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2.  I am still busy being completely BUGGED by my telemarketer phone call the other day.  I asked to be put on the Do Not Call list, and got an earful of lewd, sexual comments.  After being referred to a manager, I got another earful of dirty, nasty talk.  YICK!

3.  I want a dog

4.  I miss my favorite Thai Masaman Curry.  The restaurant that I LOVE has changed hands yet again and with the change came a new recipe.  I don't like it as much.

5.  Can we please stop giving Charlie Sheen any media attention?  (This does not count since there's so few people who read this, and I don't think he'll take courage to keep "winning" by reading my comment)

That's just the tip of a giant iceberg of thoughts. . . . .

I Cry

Unwind

Read another great book this weekend.

It's called Unwind, and is written by Neal Shusterman.

The premise of the book is that parents have until a child is 18 to decide if they want to keep their child.

Parents can choose to have their child 'unwound' between the ages of 13 to 18.

(Oh, so tempting . . . .)

This was a great, interesting read!

Again, pick it up, read it, let's do lunch!

I Hate St Patrick's Day!

I hate St. Patrick's Day

Okay, maybe that's a little harsh.
I totally respect St. Patrick for removing snakes from Ireland. 

I would like him better if he would've removed snakes from Utah.

Also, I would like St. Pat more if he didn't come with the whole Leprechaun and pinch-me-for-not-wearing-green thing.

I just don't think that Leprechauns and pinching are a reflective way to celebrate snake removal.

Adding to that,

St. Patrick's Day also stinks because there are some moms out there who are letting Leprechauns in their house!

I told Emma that I don't let treat-bearing, house-messing, green-food-color-armed Leprechauns in my house.

She cried, and cried and

Cried!

I have just completed writing a note to the Leprechauns and leaving it on my door.

I told them if they were nice, they could visit next year.

Emma stopped crying.

Since when did bargaining with imaginary Leprechauns become my life? 

I have to let St. Claus in, the tooth fairy, the Easter Bunny and now Leprechauns?

I just don't like holidays this much!

Great Read

The blogging goes down . .  .

Reading has increased.

I have read several books the past few months,

And I must recommend to you:

The Year of Living Biblically by A.J. Jacobs.

I really, really enjoyed reading this.

I confess that I laughed a LOT and read so many passages to the family that they were happy to see me finish!

The premise is that the author will live the rules of the Bible as literally as possible for a year.

This makes sense when you consider rules like pay a tithe and love thy neighbor.

But you're just asking for trouble with some of the rules regarding stoning and unclean women.

Ha!  I laugh just thinking about those sections.

Come on, go read it!

And then call me and let's go to lunch to discuss.

P.S.  A little shout out to Patti -- I really want you to read this and tell me what you think.

Glimpse Into the Future

Had the missionaries over for dinner tonight.

It was great!

And I'm not just talking about the steak & potatoes.

But it was sad.

It was glimpsing my future --

Looking at my boys sitting across from someone else's boys. . . . .

Not sure I can handle letting mine go one day.

But I will.

Until then I'll hold them a little closer,

While I can.

Dear BYU,

Dear BYU,

I love you.

I love that you have an Honor Code.

I love that you are standing up for the Honor Code and what it means.

But I'm heart-broken!

I'm now eating a tub of ice cream.

I will still watch you on Saturday,

Please don't make me eat more ice cream then.

Sincerely,

Me