Wednesday, October 19, 2011

i·ro·ny
noun \ˈī-rə-nē also ˈī(-ə)r-nē\
plural -nies. 
: incongruity between the actual result of a sequence of events and the normal or expected result

Example:

Mothers everywhere embrace the bulge-hiding magic of the color black and it's ability to make the wearer look effortlessly chic instead of frumpy.

Black is the color that a baby's spit-up shows most prominently, instantaneously making one look like a frump.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Bring this to the dinner table.

As most of our readers know, Aubrey and I are both members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  Over many a Mormon dinner table, it's always a favorite topic of conversation to make up a list of whose-who of Mormons (it was always that pesky Steve Martin.  is he? isn't he? I'm gonna go with isn't).  I've long known that Brandon Flowers, lead singer of The Killers was raised as a Latter-day Saint, but I'd always assumed that, being in the business he's in, his religious roots had withered and gone the way of the world.

Turns out I was wrong.


So, next time the whose-who of Mormon conversation comes up, feel free to bring this one to the dinner table.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Really, folks? Really?

I was at Wal-mart today and the "as seen on TV!" section caught my eye (I have an almost-3 year old who insists she needs a pillow pet for her upcoming birthday).  To my horror, this little number was front and center.


Really, folks?  Really?  Has society really gotten to the point that zip-up adult jammies are this year's must-have Christmas item.  I thought the snuggie was bad enough, but do we really need "zippered hatches in front and back, for great escapes when duty calls?"

Heaven help us.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

Husband Fashion Woes

The other day, my sister-in-law said how she needs to fix my dear brother-in-law's fashion taste... I think my BIL is a rather classy dresser (especially his business casual clothing) and compared to his brother, my husband, he is a REALLY nice dresser. Her comments made me wonder what she thinks of my fashion... which is a LOT better than it used to be thanks to fellow-blogger Whitney who convinced me that baggy jeans and t-shirts should not be my "dress-up" clothing, but I digress.

See, my husband has two big things going against him. 1. He's an engineer. 2. He's a COMPUTER engineer.

Over the years I've slowly talked him out of tucking-in his t-shirts, wearing cargo-pants, and buttoning the top button of his dress shirts. His hair is a whole other story, I like his hair longer, and by that I mean more than 1/2 inch, he likes it shorter, and by that I mean buzz-cut short. So, today when I watched him sleeking his hair back (because it's "too" long) with a combination of water and hair-wax I realized we still had a long way to go. I couldn't help myself...

"You look like you are trying to be a slick-Willy." I said.
"No I don't, slick-Willy's comb their hair straight back, I've parted mine." He said.
"Fine," I said, "you look like a nerdy-slick-Willy."

Sigh. I suppose that is why I love him though, because he's MY nerdy-slick-Willy-computer-engineer.

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Way Back...

After hearing "Smooth" by Rob Thomas on the Way Back Wednesday radio show, I felt officially old.

For those of you who would like to reminisce with me, here's the video:


Anything making you feel old?

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Volcanic Flowers

One of my very favorite blogs of all time is The Meanest Mom.  Jena, the author, is seriously friggin' hilarious as she tells all about the ups and downs of raising children.  I highly recommend checking her out when y'all have a minute and need a giggle...or if you need to scare a teenager with a heavy does of birth control.  Anyway, I was catching up on her recent posts today and came across this gem.  It was just so sweet and unexpected that it made me smile.  Nothing like a little mid-afternoon reminder that there is goodness in the world.  Enjoy!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Done

My kids thought it would be fun to dump their bath water on the bathroom floor.

After getting both kids out of the tub my youngest thought she would try to send herself to the ER by diving head-first back into the tub.

They are now running around naked, playing the piano, and dancing.



They have been saved, Daddy just walked in from work...