Showing posts with label TMI. Show all posts
Showing posts with label TMI. Show all posts

Thursday, July 24, 2014

PIONEER DAY BLUES or The Aggravating Absence of Salt Water Taffy

Blame it on the pregnancy, I need to vent. I'm so bummed. Despite the toasty temperatures, I love this time of year. Every 23rd of July whoever is available in my family and a bunch of our extended family go to the Bountiful parade, then to my mom and dad's house for dinner and treats, and then go for a short walk to the park above their house to watch fireworks. I was really looking forward to this year for a couple of reasons. With mom and dad gone, I really needed the smiling faces and good company of my family. I was especially excited to go because my brother Shaun and his family are in town. Well Sunday night, Mia couldn't breathe. I took her to the dr. the next day to find out she has croup. Last night was the parade and party etc. I celebrated by going to bed early, listening to neighbors setting off fireworks. LAME. This morning we watched the parade on channel 5. I would have paid money to have someone throw some salt water taffy at me. I can actually taste it right now. And just for the record, I don't even like parades that much, I guess the kid in me still gets a thrill out of seeing free candy getting flung about.

It's now Thursday and Mia's better, in fact she hasn't coughed or had a runny nose for two days. But the dr. said she's contagious (technically) for 7 days. I think there's a conspiracy going on. Despite my best attempts to keep everyone healthy (vitamins, hand washing, bleach baths) Every time family is in town its ends up that one of my kids gets sick. It's just no bueno. Oh, just to top things off, I woke up this morning, feeling achy and sick.

So boo hoo HOOEY. I'm holed up in the house feeling like $%# and my sibs and adorable nieces and nephs. are all bonding, making memories and having a blast. It's not that I don't want them to, it just sucks not be a part of it.

Am I finished ranting? Yes I am. Do I feel any better. No, not really. LAME. LAME. LAME.
Keep the croup. Mia and I want Salt Water Taffy.


p.s. I would just like to give a shout out to Mom and Dad, "I love you, I miss you!" AND I want to say "hi" and "I miss your stinkin' guts" to Brandon, Karley, Austin, Riley, and Henry. I guess we all missed it this year eh?
Love you guys!
 

Tuesday, May 13, 2014

Imaginary Friends: Harvey, Bubble Buddy, and Squella

Have you ever seen the movie, "Harvey"? If not, it's time. I don't use the word "charming" often, but it's the only word I can think of to describe this film. At the heart of the story is Elwood P. Dowd and his unflinching devotion to his "imaginary friend," a 6 foot, 3 and 1/2 inch tall rabbit named Harvey. In the film you really come to wonder if Harvey is real.
 
A Movie Poster for "Harvey."

Elwood commissions a painting of himself and his "friend."
The reason I bring this up is because little 3-year-old Mia (as you may know from my "kids say the darndest things" column) is starting to have a few imaginary friends with hilarious names. So far, it's not a problem. She talks to them and plays with them. Today she asked for some cheese for her friend Squella. After I served enough cheese for Squella AND Mia, Mia announced that Squella doesn't like cheese and graciously offered to eat the cheese for her. It reminds me of the SpongeBob Squarepants episode, "Bubble Buddy." Where SpongeBob creates a friend out of boredom and bugs the heck out of everyone in Bikini Bottom.
 
SpongeBob and Bubble Buddy on the See-Saw.
I figure there's no harm in Mia's little "friend(s)" as long as it's just for fun and it doesn't get too weird if you know what I mean? I guess my question is, did you ever have an imaginary friend? If you did, tell me more.

I'd love some feedback on this.

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

0 Audience

If you are reading this blog post then you have proven the title incorrect. Congratulations on proving me wrong. It would be ever so kind of you to leave a comment for me to know I'm not alone in my rantings.

There's a lumbering question hovering around out here (my brain). A first world problem. Not really dealing with life or death. Rather life on the web. Does one tend solely to boring their friends on facebook? Or do they attempt to do so in the blogging world as well? For the last 5 almost 6 years I've been writing on this blog. Randomly and unimportantly, but happily nonetheless. Now that its a private blog it doesn't get read much. And now that I've been neglecting to write in it, it gets read even less. Now we are down to you and me.

I've decided I'm going to keep trying to bore you in this blog. With such gripping subjects as, why I disdain musical theatre now, what it's like to be in a blended family, my favorite recipes, my artistic aspirations, more confessions of an admitted hermit etc. Bored yet?

Stick around.