Thursday, September 2, 2010
I am pretty much a nerd, I watch a lot of Discovery Channel and National Geographic. At least I can own up to that. There is a show called Border Wars on Nat Geo and I am totally hooked. When I first saw the commercial for it I thought there would be a rather political agenda, but surprisingly it is more story telling.
Rather than go off on a tangent about my thoughts and opinions, I am more interested in what you think. Check it out on YouTube and let me know what you think.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
MrT is a man with a plan at all times. Even grocery shopping has a very precise attack plan. He knows what he is going to buy and he knows where everything is in each store we go to. I often wonder what people are thinking when they see us in the grocery store. MrT is usually looking through a handful of coupons and adding things up in his head and C2 and I are usually playing silly games. Talk about role reversal. It must be a pretty funny thing to watch.
I will always remember our first trip to the grocery store. I had just moved to Vegas and we had finished unloading the truck, we had $50 and it had to last for two weeks. I remember the anxiety driving to the Food-4-Less, how were we ever going to make it that long on $50? I was so super impressed that day. MrT filled the entire cart and calculated that we would have about $10 left over, I was skeptical, but he estimated right.
So now that you know that MrT has turned grocery sport into an Olympic sport, I must tell you his biggest pet peeve. When we pull up to the check out line, MrT's face distorts slightly and his breathing gets a bit faster. He unloads the cart in the precise way that he would like his groceries to be bagged. I am not kidding either, he really does. Sometimes he gets lucky and the customer service manager will bag his food, but most times his efforts go unnoticed by the 16 year old, throwing the shampoo in with the bread. By the time the cart is full again MrT's face is bright red and he looks as if he were going to explode. This, however, is not the worst of it. The almost boiling point is when he puts the bags in the Jeep. He continues to grumble and moan and eventually there are cuss words involved. When we get home all hell breaks loose. There are three dogs and a three year old running around checking out all the bags. MrT is on the verge now because he also has a plan for putting the groceries away. Since the bagger put the avocados in with the canned goods it totally blows the putting away plan out of the water. At this point I banish the dogs, C2 and myself to the back yard.
When the groceries are all put away, life goes back to normal and stays that way, until next week.
Monday, July 5, 2010
He can't get enough of them to be honest, and really who can? They are my favorite too.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
I think they must have been confused or got dressed in the dark because their shorts did not resemble shorts at all. I have under ware that covers more than what those shorts were covering. I was young and skinny once and I still don't think I owned any shorts that were that short.
Monday, June 21, 2010
This what I am talking about! These pictures are courtesy of MrT and Roger. Roger was kind enough to stop in the middle of the road so that MrT could take a picture. I can't believe that people actually drive cars that look like this. I think they think they are pretty cool, I on the other hand just point and laugh at people like this.
Friday, June 18, 2010
See how happy he is? If there was a picture of mom, I would have the same cheesey grin. Best $39.00 ever spent!
Friday, June 11, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
I am sitting at my desk wondering what it would be like to not worry about money. MrT and I have a great life and we have everything we need, but how bout stuff we want? I am ready to have an unlimited supply of money... any one willing to donate?
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
I can't imagine how that would be. I can't imagine going on with life after something like that. My whole life is my family and if I didn't have C2 and MrT I couldn't go on. It is times like these that really make you sit back and evaluate your life. I am so grateful for my family and all the blessings they bring to my life.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Is it in women DNA to see a baby and want one? I know that I sound slightly on the crazy side this morning but seeing that baby girl made my hormones go into over drive. MrT and I have had the discussion many times about having another baby and it always comes down to this: I want one, but I am I ready for the all-nighters and screaming baby and all that comes with a new born. MrT is mostly neutral about the whole situation. He says that if I want another one, it's cool if not, that is cool too.
The latest conversation was more decisive than any other of the previous ones. We decided that perhaps we should have another one when C2 goes to kindergarten. That sounds like a good plan right?
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
I don't usually spend much time in the car. I get up, take C2 to day care and then I am off to Check City. If anyone has a GPS on my car, I hope you are falling asleep with boredom. In the last 48 hours I have spent a lot of time in the car and I have come to realize that putting money into your car (aesthetically speaking) has become the new fad. I saw a 1982ish Dodge boat thing rolling on spanking new 24" rims. The kind of rims you would expect to see in a rap video. I lost it, I laughed all the way home. Who does that?
On the way to work today I saw a 1995 Pontiac Sun Fire that was blazing orange. Glittering in the sun with the dented in roof and scratched up fender but still working it with the 22" rims that had the same color paint as the car. I have one thing to say: should have saved the money on the rims and spent it on a new paint job.
I know that these are tough times for everyone, and you gotta do what you gotta do to be cool; but there is a business on State Street called Rims-4-Rent. It is like a EZ Rent To Own, but they just offer these crazy rap video inspired rims. I assume that if you keep up on your payments you will eventually own them, but what if you fall behind? Will they come in the middle of the night and leave your 1982 Dodge on blocks? Do you leave your old tires as collateral? These questions are are left unanswered because every time I see these things I bust a gut and can you even imagine what would happen if I went into Rims-4-Rent to ask any questions? I only wish that I could have had the sense to take pictures of the awesome automobiles, but I was too busy laughing.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
10 things you may or may not know about me
1. Honesty. MrT and I are adamant about being honest with one another. We feel like our marriage is really worth it and we are always honest. Besides, I am a terrible liar, always have been. I get all red in the face and instantly feel bad about it and come clean about it. MrT, Roger and LindyLoo are excellent at detecting it btw.
2. I LOVE to scrapbook! My BFF always makes fun of me and says it is because I was raised LDS and it must come with the territory. I have found that C2 loves to help, especially with the scissors. This new found knowledge has led to less time to scrapbook seeing that I don't want his eyes or the dog's eyes poked out.
3. I truly believe in True Love. People are jaded and worn and they will tell you that it doesn't exist. I know that it does because I truly love MrT and I want to be married to him for the rest of our lives. I waited a long time to find him, and took some really awful roads to get here, but now that I have MrT I wouldn't trade him for anything. He really is the best husband out there. He really cares about me and C2 and works so hard to make sure that we have everything we need. He often goes without so that we can buy groceries or gas or whatever.
4. My favorite color is PINK. I have a pink scooter to prove it. I often buy things simply because they are pink, not because they will match anything. My new pad has a whole room painted pink and I might just move in and take it over. Unfortunately wearing pink is slightly out of the question for me, it doesn't mesh well with my freckles, kinda makes me look like a third grader.
5. I get fairly irritated sometimes. For many years I have suppressed the urge to let my feelings out. I always kind of feel like others don't really care how I feel. I am turning the page on this habit. If someone has something to say about how I feel, they can kiss it! I am an adult and I have the right to an opinion and the right to express it. I am now refusing to be walked on, I have my ass-kicking boots on.
7. I am insecure. I always feel like I am coming up short in life. I feel like there is a lot expected of me and sometimes I can't quite hit the mark. MrT is excellent at reminding me that I am perfect the way I am and that I am doing just fine.
8. I love my job. I am so happy to work at Check City. The owner is awesome and he really goes the extra mile to make sure we are happy. My boss is always there for me and she makes it really easy to do my job.
9. Country music is my vice. I didn't always prefer it though. When I was young, I listened to the Cranberries, Sheryl Crow, Pearl Jam. What can I say, I was a child of my generation. Roger listened to country and I constantly made fun of him. He was driving my home from a soccer game one day and since he was driving he got to pick the music (a law in any Belnap car). A song came on the radio called Strawberry Wine and I was totally hooked. I went straight home turned my radio to the country station and listened to it night and day until I heard that song again.
10. I have an addiction. I am addicted to snow cones. I can't wait for Memorial Day because that is when the snow cone shacks open. It is only 27 days away.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
I am even more proud to say that we are done and we came out $100 under the proposed budget. We spent less on a living room set than we had budgeted and found two other purchases on sale.
At this juncture I can't figure out why the government can not operate under their proposed budget? If MrT and I only have so much money, we can only buy so many things and we have to make sacrifices other places. For example we have all pitched in and gone with out a few things. MrT is going with out cable for the next little bit, I am not getting my nails done and C2 has graciously given up marshmallows for the time being.
Currently there is a lot of debate about the Education Budget here in Utah. They are talking about laying off the teacher's aids and teachers. Leaving the remaining teachers with bigger classes and fewer materials to teach with. This seems so backwards to me. Why are we allowing law makers to spend money on frivolous Pork Belly projects and not demanding they put the money back into Education? I think that education should be our number one priority, if the children leave school without any idea how to spell or add how do we expect them to get decent jobs and provide for their families?
I know I have gotten terribly off subject here, but I can't help it sometimes. Off the soap box for now and back to the moving.
This move is a big deal for us and we are happy to make the extra sacrifices to be able to do it.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I know the picture isn't the greatest, but yes that is a treadmill strapped to the top of a Honda Civic.
I have to admire that kind of dedication. Perhaps the deal was too good to pass up and they just had to have it right away or perhaps they were on their way to get rid of it. I had to get a closer look. I walked over to it and there was a blanket under the treadmill so that the roof would not get scratched, and the amount of jack straps to hold that thing on there would make any man jealous. The tread mill itself was circa 1985, perhaps it was a great deal.
At this point, I thought: "Why would you make a stop at the Wal Mart?" If I was trying to make sure that it was secure and make it home safe, any stops would seem unnecessary.
This whole experience made me laugh the whole way home. I am not sure why I even found it amusing. Even now, I am still laughing to myself.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Monday, March 29, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Heineken will follow C2 around all day and pick up whatever he drops. She eats everything. Her favorites are Cheetos, french fries and most recently cheesy shells. I headed some shells up for C2 the other day and left them on the table. I forgot all about it and when I got out of the shower there were no more shells on the table and a bowl shattered all over the floor. She liked every piece clean. MrT swept up the glass and we went on our merry way.
Fast forward about two and a half days and surprise: Heineken is not feeling well. MrT took her to the emergency vet (please read: expensive vet) and they did an x-ray. Low and behold there was a piece of glass lodged in her stomach.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
I would like to take the opportunity to use Freedom of Speech. I love this right! I love that I can say what I want, listen to what I want and believe what I want. I think that we often take this for granted and we judge too harshly those who speak differently.
Freedom of Speech works both ways, I have the right to say it and I have to afford you the same right. Just because we don't agree doesn't mean that we can't both be right.
MrT and I see things pretty much the same way pretty much all the time. There have been a select few times when we remember things differently. Neither of us can prove who is right, so we just agree to remember it differently.
I am so sick of seeing grown men and women not allowing others to utilize their Freedom of Speech. We do not have to agree on everything, can't somethings just be left alone. The health care reform is killing me, I don't think there will ever be a middle ground. There is too much money to be made by the insurance companies and there are too many people without insurance. Clearly no middle ground to rush on to.
I know the system is broken and I think the solution is out there, but I do not think that pushing it through as fast as possible is going to fix anything, it will probably just make it worse.
Monday, March 15, 2010
I have noticed that as the years have gone by; I have gotten significantly less excited about my own birthday. This year marks 28... not a huge number but still a larger number than 10 years ago. Isn't it crazy how different your life is in 10 years. I graduated 10 years ago and I thought that nothing could ever go wrong. I have learned that nothing really ever goes wrong, just different than you had planned.
Roger and LindyLoo came to get C2 on Friday. They took him to Idaho for the whole weekend... Now, I understand that all parents need a break sometimes, and this break was a huge learning experience for me and MrT. We had all these huge plans, we were going to go out, stay out late, sleep in and do whatever we wanted. We discovered that 98% of our lives revolve around C2 and without him around we were extremely LAME! I am talking way lame. We went out to dinner, we didn't order drinks so we thought we would stop at the bar on the way home. We stayed there for aproximatley 10 minutes and left. It was about 9:30 and we were ready for bed. Saturday went about the same way, who does that? I mean a whole weekend with no kid and all we really wanted to do was be at home in our sweats and slippers.
Needless to say, we really missed the kid. It was so quiet around the house and I missed the wet willies and chasing him around the house.
I have learned that being a mom is the greatest thing I have ever done and I am so glad that MrT and I have C2. I am so greatful for MrT and C2 and I couldn't live without them.
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
The other day I was in need of vacuum bags; I know you are thinking to yourself, "who still uses a vacuum with a bag?" That aside, MrT went to the store for me and came back with the most amazing vacuum bags ever created! They are regular bags, but they have a Febreze patch on them. I was astounded to find out how awesome they really were.
Vacuuming in my house is a big deal. I have a toddler and three dogs that shed year round. I spend a lot of quality time with my vacuum, and that is putting it lightly. I also use a lot of Febreze, so this was like dream come true.
Now that I am looking back at it now and think that I must lead a pretty boring life if vacuum bags get me that excited. Nonetheless, I was pretty stoked.
Friday, March 5, 2010
When I was growing up, Roger always gave willies, dry ones. You would be sitting there in church, nodding off and BAM! Finger in the ear. I prefer wet willies. MrT does not even flinch when given one. I find that rather strange...
Anyway; I taught C2 how to give them and now he thinks they are the funniest thing ever. He is great at it too. We were goofing around the other day and he stuck his whole finger in his mouth and screamed "WILLIES". I hid under the blanket and he still found my ear and proceeded with his orginal plan. I have decided that he has the perfect sized finger for it. It is aproximately the same size as a Q-Tip and fits just right in the opening of your ear.
I am proud to say that I taught him this excellent talent and can't wait for Roger to come visit. Payback is awesome!
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
I have been reading startswithanx.com, and I have been laughing my ass off. I could never be as clever as her, but I am going to start trying. So thanks to a friend of a friend for getting me back on the wagon.
We are three, Well call 'em MrT, MrsT (me) and C2. MrT and I have been together for almost 4 years. We met through some friends and just kind of became us. We have a small one: C2. He is the perfect mix of the two of us. He is a Nesquick addict and isn't afraid to admit it. Hey, we don't hate or judge.
I have decided to start this blog up because I have a lot of thoughts that often wonder through my mind and I never say them out loud. Perhaps MrT is the only one who appreciates my humor and sarcasm, but none the less, I feel compelled to share.
The other day I was driving up to my favorite coffee and thinking to myself; what happens when you fall out of other peoples lives? I know it is a deep subject for the first post, but I am going to delve into it. I am approaching a 10 year high school reunion next summer and I can't help but think: "Does anyone I went to school with really care what happened to me?" I have about 5 people I still talk to from high school. They are aware of what is going on in my life, they know I have a husband and a kid, they know I work for Check City... I have a pretty normal life. Then I start to think about all the people that come and go from our lives and I wonder if I had any sort of impact on them. I know that there are people that were in my life that made an impact and I never thought to thank them for that. I can't imagine (and would rather not) the impact that I have made on other people. I have lost touch with a lot of people over the years and even though I am sad for it, I think that people are in our lives for a certain reason and for a certain time.
I have promised myself to post more often and I can't promise that it will be anything life changing, but please check back!