Monday, March 31, 2008

The Other Boleyn Girl

You know how you usually go to a movie and you either like it more than you thought you would or you like it less? This was one of those rare occasions for me where I liked it exactly the amount I thought I would. Fortunately, I knew I would like this movie. This movie genre is my FAVORITE. Romantic Drama. (I don't actually know if that's what it's called but I can't think of a better name for it) I love me some good heart-wrenching, tragic, raw emotional, intense drama. No comic relief for this girl. Serve it up nice and depressing-like.

I'd heard of Ann Boleyn before, only that she was one of the wives of Henry VIII and was famous for getting her head chopped off. (No I did NOT just give away a huge spoiler, this is HISTORY people. Didn't you pay attention in history? No? Me neither. I actually know this from the movie Steel Magnolias. Remember the scene where they're in Dolly Parton's beauty salon and someone reads from a magazine that Anne Boleyn had six fingers on one hand? It's a funny scene, go watch it.) Anyway, that was all I knew. So I was slightly intrigued by the other Boleyn girl. (Did you like that play on the title? I know, genius.)

Apparently Anne Boleyn (Natalie Portman) had a sister, Mary, (Scarlett Johansson) who was known as the "fairer of the two." (It still makes me laugh that Scarlett Johansson is one of the "bombshells" of Hollywood now. She will always be the incredibly homely girl from The Horse Whisperer to me.) Their father, in an attempt to raise their status from lower class to...whatever, ships them off to the King (Eric Bana, who is scrum-diddly) upon hearing His Majesty is seeking a mistress. What plays out is a fascinating look at 16th century England, the politics of royal life, and the powerful relationships between siblings, and, more specifically, sisters.

What I liked:

~ My only fear in seeing this was that it would be chalk full of graphic love scenes. I think the previews were 90% bedroom scenes. But I was hopeful that with the PG13 rating would come the good ole' scan-to-the-walls-and-window shots. I was not let down. I was actually shocked (pleasantly so) at the lack of graphic love scenes. (Don't get me wrong, it's not squeaky clean. There is one scene in particular, albeit short, that made me a tad uncomfortable to be watching with my gal pals.)

~ Scarlett Johansson. I know what I just said about her, but it was nice to see her play the "sweet, innocent" one, when the obvious choice is usually for her to play the sex kitten. She was entirely convincing as a virtuous, loving, devoted sister and wife who only wanted to do what was right by her God and her family. Natalie Portman wasn't as convincing for me as the "bad one." I think maybe I like her too much or maybe it's that I've never seen her play the "villain." I don't know. It was just weird for me to watch her be so conniving and vicious.

~ Eric Bana. (Did I mention how yummy he was?) I've never seen him in anything really, and I really, really liked him. A lot. Now I can finally stop thinking of him as the Incredible Hulk. He will now be known as the Incredible Hunk.

~ The most satisfying thing to me was that despite the twists and turns in the storyline, the back-and-forth relationships between Henry, Anne and Mary, and the always confusing web of who-is-related-to-who and who-is-together-with-who that accompanies all English society of olden times (see Jane Austen's works), I was able to follow it. All. Nothing makes me hate a movie more or lose interest more quickly than being confused by the story.

My only complaint is that despite all this, it was still just good. Not great, not spectacular, just... good. I'm not sure why, maybe it was the lack of surprises or graphic love scenes (just kidding), but I probably won't be standing in Walmart at 11:59 the night before it comes out on DVD. I will buy it, though, and maybe have a good ole' depressing, tragic, heart-wrenching girls' night in to watch it. You know you wanna come.

Friday, March 28, 2008

So Much To Blog, So Little Time

Update: Payson is doing great. He's already mastered taking off his pants one-handed so that we don't have to help him go to the bathroom anymore, and he loves showing off his hand and saying, "Look what the doctor did." The only problem is that we can't get his shirt sleeve over the massive cast. We'd have to cut it off, so we opted to just leave it on for the three days that he has to leave the cast on. So he went to preschool yesterday in the same shirt he wore there on Tuesday, the shirt he has also slept in the past three nights. I know, ew. Luckily he does not get stinky. He still has that nice baby quality that makes him always smell good. This morning we meet with his regular pediatrician and hopefully the cast will come off.

I don't want to let down any of my readers (this one's for you, Amy O.) so I thought I'd share a few of my thoughts on A.I. this week. Things have been so crazy I've only watched Tuesday's performances (what did we ever do without YouTube?), but not Wednesday's, so I have no idea who is gone. I know, I'm so out of it.

So I wasn't blown away (did I just sound like Randy?), other than David Cook's, which I know most of you have already commented on. It was amazing. I loved it. I have to admit I feel a little smug that he has been a favorite of mine since the beginning, and it seems like everyone else is just starting to like him. But it has been so interesting to see him sort of emerge out of nowhere and become one of the front runners. Everyone else's performances, I thought, were mediocre, including Brooke's, my favorite contestant.

Things have been sort of crazy lately. I've been wanting to post about The Other Bolyn Girl since seeing it Tuesday night, and I've just had no time. So sometime soon I'll write an update of Payson's hand after the doctor, my review of The Other Bolyn Girl, and This Week in Hollywood. Why does it seem like I only ever have lots of stuff to blog about when I have to time to do it?

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Rule of Thumb: Stay Clear of Door Jams

Never underestimate the power of sibling rivalry.
Last night at our house it resulted in this:

Macy slammed her door shut trying to keep Payson out,
unaware that his little thumb was in the door jam.
Took his thumbnail clean off in one piece. Not a pretty sight.

Four hours and three x-rays later we had one very bandaged,
thumbnail-less little boy, but no broken bones.

(These pictures were taken after the four hour ER visit
at 10:30 pm...having had no dinner. What a trooper.)

He does, however, feel the need to refer to the incident as
"when Macy shut the door on my thumb." Hey, if he had
to suffer through this, he sure as heck is gonna make sure
we know it was his sister's fault.

Now let's just hope that sucker grows back.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Good Friday...and Saturday...and Sunday

The Egg Hunt at Aunt Phyllis's

Yeah, that's my brother on a tiny motorized car.

Can't go to Aunt Phyllis's without throwing rocks into the river.

And you definitely can't go to Aunt Phyllis's without sliding down her hill
on pieces of cardboard.
(I just realized none of my kids are in this picture, but, whatever.)

Payson decided the cardboard was an unnecessary inconvenience.

Dying eggs Saturday night

(I had to put this in here. I was so darned proud of my rainbow egg.)

Token Easter Sunday shot.

*Note to self: No more buying new Easter sandals and being all thrifty by
putting them in kids' Easter baskets...MUST TRY SANDALS ON BEFORE SUNDAY
(They both had to squish into last year's sandals. And yes, Payson is fully aware
of the impending flood.)

After church we went to my parents for dinner and the annual Grandkids' Egg Hunt.
I don't have any pictures of this, though, because I did the video camera. I doubt
any pictures would have turned out anyway, due to the black sky and turbulent winds.

What a great weekend.

Friday, March 21, 2008


Brad and Angelina donate $8 mil to charity

"Well," they said, "we wanted to do something meaningful
with our tax return."

Paris visits South Africa with boyfriend Benji Madden

She handed out autographed pictures of herself in a bikini.
No seriously. I'm not kidding.

Mary Kate has lunch with new mom Nicole Richie

Nicole was reported to have devoured her entire meal while
Mary Kate looked on. Traitor.

Pamela Anderson gets an annulment

She and Rick Salomon had gotten married just two months earlier
in Vegas during a 90 min. break between magic shows in which
Pamela was appearing. Gosh, if these two can't make it, what hope
do the rest of us have?

Vanessa Hudgens

Apparently the umbrella store was out of size "large."

Thursday, March 20, 2008

And Then There Were Ten

No more cringing and wincing every time she performs.
Oh, who am I kidding? We always skipped over her performances.

I am thrilled with the Top Ten. Of all seven seasons of A.I.,
this is the first time I've ever thought I'd want to see the
Top Ten on tour. I've never liked so many of the Top Ten before.
This is not the order I think they will go. It is the order as I would
have them go, from most favorite to "why are you still here?"

LOVE HER. I know some people think she's too righteous and sweet,
but I disagree. I think she is confident and self-assured and truly happy
with her life. I love her personality, but more than that I love her deeper,
throaty voice. If she won (which she won't) I'd be a happy girl.

Can I just say how much I love him? His personality is the best.
He doesn't take himself seriously AT ALL, he's a total goofball without
being obnoxious. He's hilarious without meaning to, and he seems genuinely
uncomfortable with the limelight and "heartthrob" title. I love his laid back,
soft vocal style. If he won (which he won't) I'd be a happy girl.

This David has been a favorite of mine from the get-go. He has always
seemed very down to earth, very cool, unaffected by all the hype.
I love his Daughtryesque rocker style and I would buy his album in
an instant. I worry he's starting to let a little of it go to his head, but
I still love him.

How can you not love her voice? Her Irish brogue, her amazing
vocal skills...she rocks, basically. She is my husband's favorite and
I thought he might start crying last night when she wound up in the
bottom three. I was shocked and upset as well. She should never have
been there. Maybe we should actually vote for the people we like.

I don't think she'll make it much farther which I think is a shame.
I love this girl's voice. It doesn't ever sound like it should be coming
from her tiny little teenage body, but that doesn't change the fact that
baby girl's got skills. I think if she matured a little and realized what she
could really do with her voice she'd be perfection.

I maintain my original opinion: This kid annoys the crap out of me.
I can't stomach the spastic, goofy giggling and grinning and licking
of the lips. (Will someone please give him some chapstick?!) But,
I really love his voice and cannot deny his talent. I know he'll go far
because he's probably the biggest fan favorite, and I wouldn't be
(very) devastated if he won.

I really like this guy. I just love the accents and I LOVE his singing voice.
It often reminds me of Eddie Vedder and, also, I'm a sucker
for a hot guy who's married and devoted.

I think Syesha has a great voice. Beautiful.
But, nothing really that stands out. I'd never buy her album.
She's gorgeous, a sweet girl, and very talented. Just not a
personal favorite.

Ah, Chikezie. Fun guy. A little too fun for my taste.
I'm not a big fan of the jumping around the stage,
super hyper performances. He sings great, but doesn't
do anything for me.

Kristy: You have to learn the #1 Rule in American Idol:
If Simon says you're forgettable, you're forgettable.
And you, Kristy Lee Cook, are forgettable.

So that's this girl's take on Season 7 Top Ten.
What's yours?

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Alicia's Alphabet

This crazy lady who never fails to put a smile on my face made my day by dedicating her post today to me. And since I have always wanted to do one of these ABC things and have never been tagged to do one, and because I had nothing to post about today, I thought I'd do it on my blog and dedicate it right back to her.
ABC's of Me:

. Attached or Single- Attached
B. Best Friend(s)- They know who they are. (Great answer, Jan.)
C. Cake or Pie- Cake and pie, and cookies, and donuts, and brownies and...
D. Day of Choice- Saturday. Family Day. Help with the kids. Sleep-in day. Need I say more?
E. Essential Item- I never thought I'd be this person,
F. Flavor of Ice Cream- birthday cake baby!
G. Gummy Bears or Worms- They're both rubbery and gross. I choose Peanut Butter M&M's
H. Hometown- Kirkland, WA (yes, of Costco fame)
*(My husband has since informed me that this should be Pasco, WA. I've never really known the definition of "hometown.")
I. Indulgences- There aren't specifics. I just indulge in everything, really. I have problems with telling myself no.
J. January or July- July. January is so depressing. Christmas is over, we still don't have snow, but it's still cold and grey. Blech.
K. Kids- 2. The sweetest girl in the world and the goofiest boy ever.
L. Last movie I saw in theater- 27 Dresses. I'm so ready to go see another one.
M. Marriage Date- 7700. (July 7, 2000)
N. Number of siblings- 4. 2 sisters, 2 brothers. I love them all.
O. Orange or Apples- Apples. I've never been a big fan of orange anything.
P. Phobias or Fears- Seriously? I think it would be easier to put what I'm not scared of. Umm, there's...well...oh, right, nothing.
Q. Quote- "It's not brave if you're not scared." (Ben Affleck, Bounce)
R. Reason to smile- Bill's done with finals! Woohoo!
S. Season- Spring. I'm all about the Spring.
T. Tag- They're so in right now in scrapbooking and card making.
U. Unknown fact about me- Here's a phobia you may not know about: revolving doors. Yeah, like the one at P.F. Changs? Horrible. Trying to slip in and out one of the spaces as it's spinning without getting creamed, and once you're in you're completely enclosed in this microscopic space with no air and what if it stops spinning and gets stuck while you're enclosed and you're trapped? I. Would. Die. And don't get me started on escalators.
V. Vegetarian or oppressor of Animals- Opressor of animals? What does that even mean? I like meat. A lot.
W. Worst Habit- Worst? Finding the negative in EVERYTHING. It's really bad. ("I just won the lotto? Seriously? Great, guess I gotta pay a butt load of taxes now.)
X. X-rays or Ultrasounds- Okay, these questions. Who comes up with these? "Oh, I'd much rather break a bone than see my unborn child for the first time." Seriously. (See what I mean about the negative?)
Y. Your favorite Food- Now it's lettuce wrapped chicken (can't remember the actual name) from P.F. Changs.
Z. Zodiac- Taurus. I have no idea what this means other than I was born on May 15th.
That was fun. Thanks Jan for giving me the opportunity to do the ABC's finally! (I know you didn't tag me, but you know what I mean.)

Monday, March 17, 2008

Thinking Inside the Box

My kitchen smells like something died.

I have a mountain of laundry the size of Rainier needing
to be folded.

And I spent my entire day finishing this:

Remember this? Remember how plain and unfinished mine looked compared to everyone
else's? That's because I'm instructionally and mathematically challenged and I spent the
entire night trying to fix my mistakes. But I had a blast working on it all weekend and I
have to say I'm pretty happy with the end result. Can't wait to make another one!

Sunday, March 16, 2008

This Week in Hollywood...

Angelina Rumored to be Carrying Twins

Yeah, because single baby bumps are so 2007.
No way would Angelina be less chic than J.Lo.

The title of this picture read:
"Minnie Driver Discusses Baby Name Dilemma."

For one brief moment I sat in disgust, thinking, "When are these celebrities going to
stop with the ridiculous baby names? Seriously, who would name their baby Dilemma?"

Mary Kate Olsen. She's a billionare.

Why does she insist on looking like she hired her stylist from
the local homeless shelter?

Paris Hilton says she and Benji Madden are the "real deal."

She continued by saying, "Really, I mean it, he's the one. I really think
we could make it, like, a whole year."

Steve-o (of the show Jack@$$) laments to friends that he's
now paying the consequences of his years of self-destructive behavior.

Gosh, it's just too bad no one told him that drugs were bad for him.
Had he known this, I'm sure he would never have touched them, right?

Tune in next weekend to see what those crazy
celebrities are up to!

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

5 Things I Love About Me...

~ I have brown eyes and blonde hair, a rare combination
~ My eyebrows. I rarely have to pluck.
~ My full lips. Very kissable.
~ My little ears.
~Big boobs

Okay, so the picture isn't me. I still don't have a great picture of me, but wanted to take on
this challenge. My five things are real, though. Thanks Lindsay for helping me to focus
on things that I love about myself. This is something I constantly have to work on.

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

My Little Comedian

Here are some of the treasures that have come from Payson lately:

Payson: Can I have some more Cocoa Puffs?
Me: More? Are you cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs?
Payson: No, I'm just hungry.

Payson, running to get the phone: Just a minute, people!

Me: You sure did a great job eating your dinner at Grandma's tonight.
Payson: Yeah, but I didn't eat the mushrooms because they were poison.

And I overheard this when Macy and Payson were playing their Transformer/Dolls hybrid game. It's a classic example of how they make it work:

Payson, in his deep Transformer voice: Megatron, I'm going to hit you and you'll be dead.
Macy, in her high-pitched doll voice: Optimus, when you're done killing him, would you like to have tea with me?

Monday, March 10, 2008

27 Dresses

Saturday night I went to a superfun GNO. We ate yummy Red Robin and drank sugary drinks to our hearts content, then gorged ourselves on Sweet Treats ice cream (formerly known as Maggie Moos) and girl talk until it was time for this:

I love reviewing a movie that's been in the theaters for awhile. Then I feel like I can say whatever I want and not ruin it for too many people. Everyone's pretty much seen it at this point.

So I went into it not expecting much. I had only heard very luke warm opinions of it and thought it was just going to be another lame cliche of a romantic comedy, one that was probably a waste to see in the theaters (unless of course you're with girlfriends, then it's always worth it.) And it was a cliche romantic comedy, but it was hardly lame and had its moments of pure comedy, which, in my book, makes it worthy of seeing again.

The first thing I liked (although found kind of odd) was that I was wrong in my assumption that Katherine Heigl's character, Jane, would be the typical confident, hot blonde that can get any guy she wants but finally finds Mr. Right. Not only was she brunette(ish), she was a sweet, average girl with insecurities and an unrequited love. But it was believable. She played it well and by the time they brought in her ultrablonde little sister who was supposed to be the "hot one," Jane was looking like, well, Plain Jane, but still beautiful in a natural, human way. The sister (who I spent the entire movie trying to figure out where I'd see her before, only to come home and Google it and find she's been in nothing I've ever heard of) seemed an odd choice for the "hot one" and it seemed even odder to me that Katherine Heigl would ever be the "less attractive one" but it worked. It all worked.

So Jane fell in love with weddings as a child when she was picked to carry her cousins' train down the aisle. Fast forward 20 some years later and Jane's all grown up, wedding hopping to each of her friends' weddings, some on the same night. She helps every one of her friends with every detail of their wedding, even holding their dresses up when they have to pee on the big day. This results in the 27 bridesmaid dresses, which she keeps, every one. (But seriously, who has that many close friends?) Of course Jane dreams of when it will be her turn, but is perfectly content in helping everyone else in the meantime.

Enter Kevin (James Marsden), a journalist who writes the "commitment" section in the paper under the pseudonym Malcolm (Jane's favorite writer in Jane's favorite section.) They bump into each other at a wedding, he introduces himself as Kevin, she has no idea who he really is, they don't like each other at first. (Cliche #1) He winds up with her planner accidentally, and upon reading it, gets a great idea for a story that would no doubt get him promoted. She is his new project. (Cliche #2) He starts hounding her to no end. In the meantime, she's still pining after her boss (George, played by Edward Burns) who has no clue how she feels about him.

Enter Tess, Jane's little sister that she practically raised after their mom died when they were young. Tess is now ridiculously gorgeous (although in a very unconventional way, I thought) and every guy drools when she passes. She is coming to visit for a few weeks (from Paris, I think, where she lives) and immediately sets her sights on George, to Jane's horror. Of course, Jane doesn't let on that she's dying inside. Then of course you have the point that Jane finds out Kevin "lied" about his name, and eventually that she was his project, and all the other stuff that is completely predictable. Seen. It. All. Before.

It's at this point that I'm thinking, "Okay, it's nothing spectacular, just sit back and enjoy it for what it is." And then came the bar scene. Jane and Kevin get caught in a monsoon and have to run to a nearby bar to wait it out. They end up doing shots to kill the time, getting drunk and, of course, hilarious. They start making witty, biting remarks to each other, and when "Benny and the Jets" by Elton John comes on the Jukebox, they start singing loudly, arguing over the lyrics. They're both wrong, and the lyrics they sing had us howling. Soon they're singing and dancing on the bar and the whole bar is singing along. By the time it cut to the next scene (the token we-just-got-drunk-so-now-we-find-each-other-irresistible scene) we were still stifling snickers.

After that the laughs came more and I was thoroughly enjoying myself. By the time it was over, I was pleased and surprised. Surprised that I liked it as much as I did, pleased that there were a few surprises amongst the romantic comedy cliches. All in all it was fun, the perfect end to a wonderful girls' night out.

My only complaint was this: Of the 27 dresses, one was a tux. Pants. Not a dress. That would be 26 dresses, one tux. Details, people, details.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Kim's MeMe

One of many things this chick and I have in common is how much we love MeMe's. Seriously, I can't get enough of them. I am so fascinated by what people choose to share with us and little things they feel, like, dislike, etc. LOVE THEM. So imagine my joy when she made up her own and asked that whoever wants to do it does it. So here it is:

I can

1. remember the most pointless, minor things
2. pick things up with my toes
3. understand most Spanish

I can't
1. roll my R's
2. tell people "no"
3. swim the correct way

I should
1. stop eating sugar
2. stop sucking on gum
3. do my calling more

I could
1. get so much more done in a day if I didn't take a nap
2. spend less time on the computer...but why?
3. be a serious go-getter if it weren't for my fears

I would
1. be halfway done with my novel if I wasn't such a self-critic
2. be skinny if I wasn't a sugar addict
3. have such closer relationships/friendships if I wasn't so insecure

I will
1. continue to wake up at 7:00 every morning for family scripture study (going on day 5!)
2. be in a movie one day
3. lose this day

I won't
1. ever portray myself as something better than I really am
2. ever stop worrying about my kids
3. ever stop loving movies

I want
1. to be financially free and secure
2. to be a size 4 again
3. stronger faith

I crave
1. Panda Express
2. donuts
3. passion and romance

I hear
1. the computer softly humming
2. My DVR ticking (they swore it would stop doing this...five years ago.)
3. cars driving outside

I smell
1. The Panda Express Bill just brought home
2. Orange Chicken
3. Mandarin Sauce

I see
1. A bright computer screen that is not helping my head
2. A somewhat picked-up family room
3. Hope for the future

I am
1. In constant wonder of this life and the life from which we came
2. learning to love myself
3. hungry

I was
1. a huge attention-seeker growing up
2. born on my due date
3. invited to my Senior Homecoming, and then uninvited. Yeah, nice.

I hope
1. my kids will always stay strong in the gospel
2. to get scrapbooking again soon
3. to finish reading the Book of Mormon this year...for the first time

I love
1. my family
2. hanging with the girls
3. my religion

I love her rules because I really don't like tagging people. If you want to do it, do it and we will love reading your answers!

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

"Yeah, mind-bottling. You know, when things are so crazy it gets your thoughts all trapped, like in a bottle?" --Chazz, Blades of Glory

Lately I can't seem to nail down a single thought. It's a scary feeling. I don't seem to have one concrete idea that I feel confident about. What the heck am I talking about, you wonder? It's really hard to explain, because I can't sort my thoughts enough to explain it in any way that would make sense! Therapist and I are discussing this to death. So far, nothing. Well, not nothing. Apparently I have some issues, or something.

So my head is a whirlwind of thoughts. Before I've finished one thought I'm already on to the next. The worst part about it is I am sure of nothing. I will think something, and instantly question it with "but what if this?" or "but it could be this, too." I know the word "obsessive" fits in here somewhere. Therapist told me I have obsessive compulsive tendencies and inwardly I laughed. What does therapist know? I don't wash my hands any more than I have to (I actually hate washing my dries them out) and I don't have to turn light switches on and then off and then on again, etc. (I do however have to eat Peanut Butter M&M's in twos. Have to.) But shortly after she told me this, I realized that I do obsess, in my thoughts. A LOT. And it seems to be getting worse. So here's a rundown on my thoughts in any given five minutes:

~ I seriously need to exercise.
~ What good snacks do we have right now?
~ Bill's not home, he won't know if I eat sugar.
~ I'm just going to hate myself if I eat this.
~ Mmmm, that was really good.
~ Great, I just ate sugar, adding another week to my splitting headache.
~ What is it with these headaches?
~ I wonder if I have a tumor.
~ Why is my house such a mess?
~ I've been cleaning all day.
~ I really should put a stop to movie #3 for Payson.
~ Am I a horrible mother?
~ Okay, if I play Transformers for ten minutes with him, I'll have met my quota for today.
~ I'm a good mom, and one heck of an Optimus Prime.
~ Should I be calling someone?
~ I never call anyone.
~ Should I be trying harder at my friendships?
~ Does anyone miss me if I don't call them?
~ Maybe I'll just read their blogs instead.
~ I'm so tired, is it really only 10:00?
~ Maybe I should take a shower.
~ But if I take a shower I'd have to fix my hair and then I'd take a nap and have bed hair.
~ What does it matter? I'm not going anywhere.
~ How did this gum get in my mouth?
~ I swear I don't remember putting it in there.
~ I guess I could exercise, I haven't showered yet.
~ But my head hurts so bad and I'm so tired.
~ Can I play the headache card and take a 10:00 nap?
~ No, I can't sleep right now, I need something to wake me up.
~ Sugar. Sugar will wake me up.
~ No! You can't eat sugar, find something else to do.
~ I guess I could clean some more.
~ How come my phone hasn't rung?
~ Oh, right, Amy's at the book fair all day.
~ I wonder what everyone else is doing right now?
~ Does anyone else watch the clock waiting for lunch/nap time?
~ Is there something wrong with me?
~ Hopefully therapist can figure me out.
~ Look how cute Payson looks sitting there scowling at the tv.
~ I need a pop.

I know what you're thinking "eee, eee, eee, eee." (That was the screeching music from Psycho.)

Yeah, that's the roller coaster ride that is my thoughts. Okay, maybe a roller coaster ride on acid. In order to get to sleep at night I have to consciously think of black nothingness to clear my head and relax. This takes no less than twenty minutes. What do you I one crazy thought away from a straight-jacket and a padded room?

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

My Last 4 Days...

ADULT SESSION OF STAKE CONFERENCE...singing, listening, being inspired, loved every minute of it

STAKE CONFERENCE...listening, wrestling with kids, trying to stay awake, 10:00 church--not my strong point

BOOK FAIR...sitting, talking, helping kids, feeling great to help at school

BUNCO...talking, laughing, eating, so what I needed tonight

I'm exhausted and looking forward to my bed.