Monday, June 21, 2010

oh dear, june is almost over.

Today, in all my grossness, I went to TJMaxx and bought some much needed summer clothes. This good weather makes me happy and indulgent. Chocolate cake for breakfast, long hot bubble bath, shopping spree, and now a pb and j sandwich before a little TV and nappy time.

Father's day was delightful. Church was great, followed by an afternoon at the Greenway path with the dogs, then visits to both dads. If I was ambitious, I would find vintage pictures of each dad, but I'm not. Let's just say they are two handsome foxes that keep looking better each year.

I also got Taylor a Father's day gift but it was just a card, which I found out before I gave it to him that he thinks cards are LAME. Too bad for him. I will have to make it up and buy him a gun next year. or a trip to Hawaii, whichever he decides.  LOVE HIM.

Ok, June, normally you are normally a fun month, but this month has been awful. I hope July brings me back my health, my appetite, and desire to do those fun outdoor things people who live in Idaho do in the summer.

Friday, June 11, 2010

yummy

ahh I love love hanging out with my girls!!  From chips and salsa parties to just hanging out watching movies and talking through them, these are the times that I sooo take for granted.

I finally found what I want to plant in my front yard....I went to the nursery today and I was in heaven. For starters, I definitely want some Hollyhocks...

And of course, roses and wintergreen boxwoods.....

Monday, June 7, 2010

paradox

We watched "Last Comic Standing" tonight. Show is hilarious. My favorite so far is the old guy with coke bottle glasses and a blank stare. Reminds me of someone I know but can't place right now.

I can't help but wonder what is behind the jokes, though. Funny people aren't always as happy as they seem.

Growing up, I could get my mom rolling, just by telling her the crappy things I had to go through at school. And it made me laugh too. But sometimes I wonder if laughing about no one showing up to my birthday party once is really self-destructive behavior.

When I was three, I pooped my pants while on vacation. My dad was probably annoyed, so he stopped and looked for a laundromat to wash my clothes. I remember the lady at the counter was ethnic, and so to prevent any misinterpretation, my dad held my panties open, with both hands, exposing my muddy poo clinging on for dear life.

I don't remember purposely pooping in my panties, but I do remember instantly being embarrassed, ashamed of upsetting my dad to the point of showing something so personal to a complete stranger. I'm shy now, but I was pretty fragile then.

Sometimes, when I'm having a good hair day, I remember the class bully announcing to the class out of nowhere that my eyebrows didn't match my hair. When I'm feeling fit and energetic, I remember weighing myself in front of the class in PE, and my partner announcing my weight (when I was 30 lbs heavier).  When I'm feeling on top of my game, the pink poopy panties always come back and haunt me. And I am humbled.

But I think that's the charm of it all--putting painful memories into perspective and realizing the hilariousness that makes for awesome stories later. It brings people together to know they share a piece of traumatic experiences that helps shape our character. Whether it's funny or not, I think being able to confront your issues is healthy behavior. As horrible as this sounds, nothing makes me laugh harder than people telling their most embarrassing stories. Anyone who can expose their poopy panties to me is my instant friend.

Wednesday, June 2, 2010

whoops

Did you know you can soak dishes with hard-water spots in equal parts water and vinegar for fifteen minutes and they come out sparkly clean?

Well, I have been doing this since we moved into our house because we didn't have a water softener until this last weekend (thank you sooooo much Erika). Every few days I take the tote of vinegar water and dump it on the grass in the backyard. You're welcome, yard.

It's been raining and we have been expecting vibrant greens and soft crisp grass to walk on barefoot. Nope. it's brown, but just on one side- the side I dumped the solution on weekly.

Taylor is confused and I don't have the heart to tell him it's my doing.

whoops..