1. My office FINALLY has air conditioning! It's been 2 1/2 long weeks of no cool air.
2. Survived the first week of school - both as an employee and as a student.
3. Clean bathrooms.
4. Sisters who came to visit me this week. Some bringing cheeseburgers and Diet Coke, another bringing cute homemade onesies for me to give for gifts.
5. Pancakes with fresh peaches.
Friday, August 28, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Ahoy Thar Lizzy
(No, this is not a post about my sister...)
I'd like to introduce you to the newest addition to our family. My daughter caught Lizzy the Horned Lizard while we were in Bryce Canyon. She promptly had babies all over my daughter's closet. One survived, and now has a happy home with a cousin.
Lizzy lives in our old fishtank by our kitchen window, and Jayke, our cat, stares at her longingly every once in awhile. She likes crickets, sand, and sun. My daughter faithfully takes her out of her cage once a day so she can get her exercise.
The other day Lizzy went boating:
Who knew a horny toad could be so fun...
I'd like to introduce you to the newest addition to our family. My daughter caught Lizzy the Horned Lizard while we were in Bryce Canyon. She promptly had babies all over my daughter's closet. One survived, and now has a happy home with a cousin.
Lizzy lives in our old fishtank by our kitchen window, and Jayke, our cat, stares at her longingly every once in awhile. She likes crickets, sand, and sun. My daughter faithfully takes her out of her cage once a day so she can get her exercise.
The other day Lizzy went boating:
Who knew a horny toad could be so fun...
Monday, August 24, 2009
School
Catchy title, eh?
Anyway, it's the first day of school! Here are my kids, showing their personalities, this morning before heading off to fourth grade!
I'm so excited for them! Good luck today kiddos!
The first day of school prompted memories of third grade. My last born son and I were reminiscing about how eventful it was. Here's my synopsis of third grade:
The first day of school, my teacher, Mr. Wright taught us the meaning of the word "Difficult". Yes, it was a sign.
Theresa ate paper and liked it. She said it was a good substitute for gum.
Merrilee asked to be my friend. I was so glad. To this day I wonder, though, if my mom talked to her mom about this.
Someone wrote my name with a boy's in the "Tunnel of Love." My best friend Cyndi and I ran out after school equipt with erasers and pencils. First we erased, then we scribbled over it. After all, I wasn't even old enough to date.
Lisa pulled the fire alarm. Bad idea. First, Mrs. Russell caught her by the arm, bruising her, then the firemen gave her "the lecture."
Now, on the fourth grade...
Anyway, it's the first day of school! Here are my kids, showing their personalities, this morning before heading off to fourth grade!
I'm so excited for them! Good luck today kiddos!
The first day of school prompted memories of third grade. My last born son and I were reminiscing about how eventful it was. Here's my synopsis of third grade:
The first day of school, my teacher, Mr. Wright taught us the meaning of the word "Difficult". Yes, it was a sign.
Theresa ate paper and liked it. She said it was a good substitute for gum.
Merrilee asked to be my friend. I was so glad. To this day I wonder, though, if my mom talked to her mom about this.
Someone wrote my name with a boy's in the "Tunnel of Love." My best friend Cyndi and I ran out after school equipt with erasers and pencils. First we erased, then we scribbled over it. After all, I wasn't even old enough to date.
Lisa pulled the fire alarm. Bad idea. First, Mrs. Russell caught her by the arm, bruising her, then the firemen gave her "the lecture."
Now, on the fourth grade...
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
U of U Five for the Day
I went on my morning walk around campus and have to share what I saw that I was grateful for:
1. The flowerbed I pass by. I just love looking at the variety. Plus I rarely see a weed. Kind of makes me think it's fake, but it's not....Oh - and every year it's different. Some years it all one color of flower, some years it's a rainbow. This year it's mostly a green leafy flowerbed.
2. The fountain across from the Marriott Library. Today there was a group of kids with towels splashing around.
3. A bunny munching on some clover. So cute! I swear there is a whole bunny community living around my building.
4. I saw kids, older people, someone in a wheelchair and a group of Asians. I love the variety of people on campus.
5. Orson Spencer Hall (OSH). I pass by this old building on my walks and think of my great great great grandfather, who was the first chancellor of the U of U, and who this building is named after. There is a pretty rose garden by it as well.
There you have it: my five favorite things about the U of U campus.
And one I hate:
The cigarette smell. Too bad it's everywhere.
1. The flowerbed I pass by. I just love looking at the variety. Plus I rarely see a weed. Kind of makes me think it's fake, but it's not....Oh - and every year it's different. Some years it all one color of flower, some years it's a rainbow. This year it's mostly a green leafy flowerbed.
2. The fountain across from the Marriott Library. Today there was a group of kids with towels splashing around.
3. A bunny munching on some clover. So cute! I swear there is a whole bunny community living around my building.
4. I saw kids, older people, someone in a wheelchair and a group of Asians. I love the variety of people on campus.
5. Orson Spencer Hall (OSH). I pass by this old building on my walks and think of my great great great grandfather, who was the first chancellor of the U of U, and who this building is named after. There is a pretty rose garden by it as well.
There you have it: my five favorite things about the U of U campus.
And one I hate:
The cigarette smell. Too bad it's everywhere.
Monday, August 17, 2009
Walkin' on Sunshine
Here's why I'm walking on sunshine today:
1. My shiny yellow shoes. I feel like I'm walking on sunshine!
2. My 4.0. That's right! My first term of graduate school was a success. I think I'll go back after all.
3. My Grandma A. She says she's dying, which I'm sure she is, but her deadline for death was before July 17. I'm glad she missed her deadline. I blame her for my need for cleanliness, plus she's a little crazy, but really, I just love her! She always saved me paper dolls because she knew I loved them, drove all the way from Heber to Layton to bring me Brewer's Yeast when I was pregnant, and loves Little House on the Prairie and Jane Austen - just like me.
4. My sister-in-law who saved me from insanity last weekend. She called out of the blue and asked if my kids could sleep over Friday. Fine, twist my arm...
5. My evening walks. Especially if Darin goes with me.
1. My shiny yellow shoes. I feel like I'm walking on sunshine!
2. My 4.0. That's right! My first term of graduate school was a success. I think I'll go back after all.
3. My Grandma A. She says she's dying, which I'm sure she is, but her deadline for death was before July 17. I'm glad she missed her deadline. I blame her for my need for cleanliness, plus she's a little crazy, but really, I just love her! She always saved me paper dolls because she knew I loved them, drove all the way from Heber to Layton to bring me Brewer's Yeast when I was pregnant, and loves Little House on the Prairie and Jane Austen - just like me.
4. My sister-in-law who saved me from insanity last weekend. She called out of the blue and asked if my kids could sleep over Friday. Fine, twist my arm...
5. My evening walks. Especially if Darin goes with me.
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Dream Job
Earlier this week, this was my dream job:
That's right: stocking shelves. Lettuce with the lettuce. Tomatoes with the tomatoes. Low stress. Easy. Go home and forget about it kind of work.
After weeks of working frantically eight hours a day, then going home and working some more after the kids went to bed, even leaving my vacation in Park City to spend a few hours at my desk on a Saturday, I was ready to give up any career aspirations I had.
But the big project is over. The sigh of relief came today, the figurative pats on the back, and most importantly: time to dust my desk. With my newly shined desk I can conquer the world. I now again have my dream job.
What is your dream job?
That's right: stocking shelves. Lettuce with the lettuce. Tomatoes with the tomatoes. Low stress. Easy. Go home and forget about it kind of work.
After weeks of working frantically eight hours a day, then going home and working some more after the kids went to bed, even leaving my vacation in Park City to spend a few hours at my desk on a Saturday, I was ready to give up any career aspirations I had.
But the big project is over. The sigh of relief came today, the figurative pats on the back, and most importantly: time to dust my desk. With my newly shined desk I can conquer the world. I now again have my dream job.
What is your dream job?