Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Ready for a Vent?

I'm slacking on uploading pictures, avoiding cleaning {who wants to clean at night}, and there's nothing I want to watch on TV, so I'm going to tell you all about the train of thought that keeps chugging into my brain lately. Try not to get too excited, if you bounce in your seat too much you can't read the screen.

I have an issue with Disney, specifically their cartoons. While I love most of their movies, some friends and I have been talking about Disney's tendency to the dramatic, borderline depressing bylines in their plots. Look at Dumbo. I'm sorry, but I can NOT watch that movie. I start sobbing from the very beginning, and just keep on working my way through that tissue box. That movie will never live on our movie shelves, no sirree. Same with Bambi. Nope, not gonna happen. Fox and The Hound? Yet again with the parentless storylines!

And don't give me the "well, it's an old movie" line. Look at how Finding Nemo starts! And the absolute worst Disney movie to watch in my presence is Tarzan. I guarantee I will use your sleeve as a tissue if you watch this movie with me. And yes, I absolutely love this movie, it's one of my favorite Disney movies ever, just cut out the beginning. I can't deal with it at all. I could barely deal with it before I had children, and now... see, I'm tearing up just thinking about it.

Hercules, taken away from his loving parents {and don't get me started about how Disney TOTALLY messed with the actual Greek myth. Hera as his loving mother? Puh-leeeeze.}. Brother Bear, whose brother dies and the mommy bear dies. The Rescuers, that poor little girl is so alone! The Hunchback... well, we'll give them a pass on that, based on how much more depressing the actual book is. Ariel's Beginning {the new Little Mermaid movie}, SAAAD.

Anyways, you see my point? Disney, while making some amazingly endearing and enchanting movies, also definitely has a dark side. Boo to that! Cheer me up, get me daydreaming about how sweet cartoon life would be, make me root for the good guys and snarl at the bad guys! Don't make me think, for heavens sake! I use you to escape reality, not to think about how bad life can be! Bring on the popcorn. I feel like watching The Incredibles.

**disclaimer: I am no Disney hater, in case anyone tries to think that. I am a Disney lover, both cartoon and "live" movies. In fact, I just succumbed and signed up for the Disney Movie Club. So 6 Disney movies are headed to my house as we speak. Bring on the tissues, baby. I'm gonna need them.**

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Mary Beth.

I'm avoiding the kitchen and the half-cracked job I've done in deep cleaning it, so I'm going to post about someone who is amazazing. {name that movie, suckas}

There's this girl, and she kinda rocks. She makes walking the halls during sacrament so much more bearable than it usually is, because she always makes me laugh. She's also kinda evil like me, so it's nice to know I'm not the only evilly-inclined mormon in this town. Not evil in a Voldemorty way, but evil in a devious thinking, just-might-be-headed-downward-in-a-handbasket way. Get my drift? {probably not, but it's all good, because chances are most of you are nodding your head thinking "yeah, that pretty much describes Laurie".} She also has the most amazing strength I've ever seen, and not just because of her Wii Fit. Which she's offered to let me play with, that only increases the adoration on my part. I mean, lots of people will share their Wii in order to kick your tushie at something like MarioKart, but not many want to share their exercising with it. Purdy cool. She has stories of embarassment that rival mine, and she has no problem telling them. I'm sure we've gotten a few looks in the lobby at church from laughing so hard. Basically, all around, she rocks. Plus her kids are adorable, and her husband is pretty freaking funny on his own.

Anyways, Mary Beth, you and your stalking make me laugh. Maybe I should just hang out in the Target/Fry's parking lot and wait for you, because that's always where we "run into" eachother. Not literally of course. Unless you want it that way. I mean, the insurance money might be nice... no, just kidding. I love my car too much to do that.

But if someone wants to take out CJ's Snot Rocket car, feel free. Then I can have the garage to myself and my van again. Two car garages aren't actually *meant* for two cars, in my humble opinion.

Sunday, September 21, 2008

Let's See...

what's going on in our lives. Oh, I know. Lots!

M started clogging classes once a week. Loooooves it. *when I signed her up I totally thought of you, Jesse!* One of the songs they dance to is a bumblebee song, watching her and the other girls "buzz" about is so CUTE! She also is doing great in school, aaaannnndddd.... *drumroll*...


She's been in underwear during the day since Tuesday, and has only had one accident, which was my fault for not taking her straight to the bathroom when we got home from being at Target for awhile. I wish I could take credit, but alas, it was Miss Bonnie. On Tuesday she came home from school in underwear with a note saying that she'd started asking for new pull ups so they tried putting her in underwear and she did great! So the next day was her day off from school and we got an egg timer out and set it to go off every 25 minutes. We call it the peepee clock, and every time it goes off she runs to the bathroom and "does her business". She's so pleased with herself, and I can't blame her. Now, if only it would rub off on P. Knocking two (mostly) out of diapers would be so nice... but I take what I can get!

I got a Thomas tricycle on clearance at Target for P, he's blissed out. He got so excited when he woke up from a rare nap today and found the tricycle in the living room. He's having to fight off J though, J is fascinated with it. Good thing he's not walking yet, there might be trouble then. P is constantly asking to go to Target to see the halloween stuff. Most of it scares him, but he finds it funny at the same time. There's one thing where a skeleton hand comes out of a mailbox that totally freaks him out, but then he loves the dog skeleton that cracks jokes. Go figure, boys, right? Totally love that kid though, he notices anytime I'm feeling down or sick or crying about some stupid commercial. He comes up, pats my face and says "mummy? mummy, what's wrong? mummy, are you crying? why are you crying?" So sweet.

J... my little man. I wish I could say his PT was going well, but I don't know if he's going through a growth spurt or something, but he's looking pretty crooked lately. Got to get more exercises in I guess. He's such a funny kid, he's starting to be a lot like P in that he just cracks himself up. His favorite game is when I go in another room and he crawls after me and I play peekaboo. He screeches and laughs and then crawls some more towards me, and we repeat. I can't believe he's almost 11 months old, time is just flying. His eczema is looking a lot better, especially on his cheek, the patch is almost gone.

CJ's doing great, still loves his job. Sleeps lots, though. Of course, it's a pretty wearing job, so it's understandable. I'm tired, and have some nasty allergies going on, but that's dealable. Would love a getaway sans enfants, but not in the cards, as always. Someday...

Well, it's almost 11:30 on a Sunday night, and a House marathon is on, so I best be going. But I'll post some pictures soon, hopefully. Memory willing.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Because I Love These...

I admit it. I love tags and these cheesy things. Don't know why, but I think it's kind of fun to fill them out, think of funny answers, remember things in the past. So here you go again. Enjoooooooooy!!!!!!!!!

Ten years ago I
1. Had just started my second year at Southern Virginia College.
2. Worked at the stables on campus.
3. Didn't have a drivers license.
4. Was much skinnier than now, yet stupidly thought I was fat.
5. Had just gotten a stepdad.

My "to do" list
1. Make sure M sits on the potty every 20 minutes.
2. Clean something.
3. Get ready for Visit Teaching Conference tonight.
4. Play at Target.
5. Figure out why the printer isn't working/get all the crumbs out of it. (hm... maybe that's why.)

Favorite Snackies
1. Coca-Cola
2. Chips, especially ones from Canada
3. Mini carrots
4. Anything from Chili's
5. Rainbow Sherbet (Baskin Robbins is the best, with hot fudge on it. mmmm.)

If I had a million dollars
1. Pay all our debt
2. Get a bigger house
3. Take the kids on a trip to Canada (Toronto or Alberta, not sure which)
4. Buy out Gymboree
5. Get a pimped out laptop

Places I've lived
1. London England
2. Toronto ONT Canada
3. Lethbridge ALB Canada
4. Provo UT
5. Aberdeen Scotland

My jobs
1. Campaigner for the Heart and Stroke Foundation of Ontario
2. Cashier at the University of Toronto Bookstore
3. Pretty much everything at Tim Hortons
4. Student worker at Hayfield Riding Center in Aberdeen
5. Emergency Essentials sucker

I'm going to tag..... Ashley Wheeler, Amber Flint, and Shila Ingram.

Monday, September 1, 2008

My Very Own Personal Comedian

P wearing a cupcake:
P cracks me up. He's definitely my sidekick, he and I can have a blast together for a much longer period of time than M or J are interested in. I think it's because he's so much like me, he really reminds me of myself as a kid. Tonight after his bath we were laughing because he would stand about 4 feet away, and I'd whip his legs with a towel, making his knees buckle and he'd fall, and he just thought it was SO funny. A lot of the time I wasn't even getting him right, but he'd fall down faking it. Love that kid. Later, after I'd put him and M to bed, I walked by their room and heard him talking. I peeked in and he was sitting on the floor, with a toy microphone up to his mouth, and singing the Thomas song without words. I ran to get my camera but he'd stopped when I got back, but I asked him to sing again and this is what I got:

I think he thinks I'm his paparazzi. I have this similar video from M's birthday dinner at Peter Piper Pizza:

Love that kid.