Friday, July 03, 2009

Combining

"Prince and Paris, huh. You know, I think there should be a law against celebrities naming their own children. And Mormons too. Well, not that it should be illegal for them to name their own children, but that they should have to go through some sort of submission process."

"Yeah. And then we wouldn't end up with names like Renesmee."

"Oh... oh yes. Sweet Stephanie Meyer, what have you done to our culture?"

So on the way home from work, we were discussing what certain names would have been/would be if a Bella/SMeyer way of thinking were behind them.

Me, a girl: Marlene

Me, a boy: L'ray

My son: Freff, Alice (a surprising number of guy-name-mashups came out sounding like girl's names), Nalex, Alaniel

There were no interesting daughter names, sorry. We were using the names of guys I knew and it was possible for me to marry (ie, they're single and my age), and I only knew the name of one mother of one of these guys, and her name is the same as my mother's so that wasn't fun at all.

Also! We were at Wal-Mart and came upon a group of girls dressed in matching gold and red uniforms. Cami shrieked. The girls burst into laughter (meaning giggles; these are teenage girls we are talking about). As we continued on our way, for the next several minutes we could hear the story being retold (one girl would shriek, and the others would all start laughing) and we saw a couple of girls on the floor, they were so overcome with mirth. During the rest of our trip, any red-and-gold girls we saw anywhere in the store would burst into giggles. Fun times.

Saturday, June 06, 2009

My Week of Wonder

Sunday: Goober and her family drive out to California. I am sad.

Monday: my 21st birthday! My cake was... odd... and awesome.

Tuesday: The cold of DEATH takes over my system. I spend the whole day in bed, playing games. I start to notice that I can't taste things.

Wednesday: I spend most of the day in my bed, and then I spill something all over it. The futon in the living room becomes my domain. I still can't taste things.

Thursday: I can sometimes taste things! I am still spending most of my time on the couch, however. I try to not be sick, and I manage to shower, get dressed, do a bit of exercise, and clean the kitchen a bit before I am driven back to the couch with a horribly upset stomach, a huge headache, and cramps that come out of nowhere. Also, Siri drops Caiti on Brekke, and Caiti's forehead comes into contact with Brekke's tooth. Result: Caiti's first stitches!

Friday: I didn't get to bed until 2 am (whenever I have a cold I have trouble falling asleep and have fallen into the practice of staying up doing things until I'm exhausted) and then had to get up at 6:30 to take Mother somewhere so she could go on a choir tour. Then I go to WalMart to get supplies for a party. Then I start shouting "Banana!" and laughing uncontrollably and being really cranky. I finally take a nap, but so late that I have little time to do things and I'm late for my own party. Also, I can taste and smell again, but almost completely lose my voice within a few hours.

Friday night: Sparkly sweethearts are gross, I love my cousins and their witty witty minds, yes I really am that aware of innuendo, I'm glad I'm not the only person who wonders how vampires get it on when they have no blood, and I will never think of baseball the same way again. Also: pants!

Saturday: I'm still coughing, my voice is still really low and sometimes I can't talk at all, I actually took a shower, got dressed, and did some laundry (note to self: go put the load in the dryer!!), and I'm way looking forward to going out to lunch with a friend of mine.

Monday, June 01, 2009

Jewelry!

Today is my birthday (yay!) and my mother invited my grandpa, and my aunt who lives with him, to come over for cake. My aunt called a little while before to offer me a birthday present. She told me to go to her website and pick something out.

http://www.sablegreyhound.com/index.html

Yay!

My aunt is a really cool aunt to have. She plays in the SCA, and due to that, has worked up a great talent for making medieval costumes and period-style jewelry. Her pieces are beautiful. My favorite necklace is one that she gave me for Christmas. Both Siri and Caiti were given custom pieces made by her.

I'm really excited. And I plan to visit her site more frequently when I actually have money... someday. : D And if you have money, you should check out her site!

Also: for those of you who are coming to the Twilight Bash, you'll be meeting her.

Saturday, May 30, 2009

She's gone.

Friday, May 29, 2009

Oh Dear

There are two reasons why you should always pay lots of attention to a baby taking a bath.

The first, most important, and widely known reason is because babies drown rather easily, and that is a tragedy all would like to avoid. The other?

Our long-term houseguest, Goober, is moving to California with her family on Sunday, and her coworkers threw a party. She brought home half of the large sheet cake. I immediately sat down to eat some. Caiti was crying at me, so I offered her some as well. She quickly gobbled hers and asked for more. I told her how cute she was with the chocolate smeared on her face and gave her a rather large piece.

I asked Danny to be the one to wash her off - the large piece, understandably, had gotten all over her. I told him to put a bit of water in the tub, not too hot, and gently rinse her off. I didn't do it myself because I was in pain from recently adjusted braces and bit loopy from the numerous medications that are keeping my allergies at bay. I made sure he was in the bathroom keeping an eye on her, then settled on the couch with my book.

A while later, I asked Danny if he had washed her off. He said kinda, then said something to Caiti, something that frightened me to no end.

"Caiti, did you poop?"

I dashed to the bathroom.

Poop.

Smeared all over the tub.

GAAAAAAAAAAH!

The tub was rinsed. Wipes were used. The tub was rinsed again. Soap was applied liberally to both tub and baby. Both were rinsed. Caiti was taken out, put in a towel, then put in the baby bath for a second wash.

Note to self: babies without diapers are liable to... leave droppings.

Edit: Also!!!! Caiti has been taking her first steps today!

Monday, May 25, 2009

A Plot Approaches

Friday's Comic!

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Enthusiasm!!!!!