Oh and Saint Louis weather mocks us. Yesterday's high was 100 with a heat index of something absurd like 110. Today is a windy 80. Seriously? Seriously.
And first thing Toby did this morning when I let him outside? Poop. Because 3x during the night just wasn't enough.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Moving sucks.
I finally came out of the honeymoon faze of packing around Tuesday. By this point I had packed all the dishes, magazines, and books- perfectly might I add. It was on to the misc. things like the junk drawer and random screws and bobby pins and almost empty bottles of dish detergent. Sure screws and bobby pins are not these massively huge items that need a special box, but do you know how irritating it is to pack them with cans of tomatoes or the mismatched DVD set of Arrested Development? It belongs with the bathroom box, but that was already packed and I have no idea where I put it. Also, it is not marked because when I packed it (and the other 40 boxes the same size) I assured myself I would remember just what was in it. I mean, I spent a precious 15 minutes on that box. I would HAVE to remember the items in it.
In other news, Toby pooped 3x last night and his gas was enough to keep me awake from 2:30-3:30. Hello! What did that dog eat?
I am drinking coffee not from my trusty Starbucks mug. We packed that with boxers. However I am drinking my coffee out of 3 styrofoam cups. 3 because they are so small they do not adequately hold what my favorite mug does. Stupid styrofoam.
We did have a fantastic turn out from friends and family on moving day and are now forever indebted to them. Anytime you people move, even twice, just give us a call. Seriously. Even if you twice move twice we will be there.
I finally came out of the honeymoon faze of packing around Tuesday. By this point I had packed all the dishes, magazines, and books- perfectly might I add. It was on to the misc. things like the junk drawer and random screws and bobby pins and almost empty bottles of dish detergent. Sure screws and bobby pins are not these massively huge items that need a special box, but do you know how irritating it is to pack them with cans of tomatoes or the mismatched DVD set of Arrested Development? It belongs with the bathroom box, but that was already packed and I have no idea where I put it. Also, it is not marked because when I packed it (and the other 40 boxes the same size) I assured myself I would remember just what was in it. I mean, I spent a precious 15 minutes on that box. I would HAVE to remember the items in it.
In other news, Toby pooped 3x last night and his gas was enough to keep me awake from 2:30-3:30. Hello! What did that dog eat?
I am drinking coffee not from my trusty Starbucks mug. We packed that with boxers. However I am drinking my coffee out of 3 styrofoam cups. 3 because they are so small they do not adequately hold what my favorite mug does. Stupid styrofoam.
We did have a fantastic turn out from friends and family on moving day and are now forever indebted to them. Anytime you people move, even twice, just give us a call. Seriously. Even if you twice move twice we will be there.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Should be packing and organizing. Should not be reading blogs. Should be cleaning and arranging. Should not be reading. Should be tending to the barking dog outside. Should not be watching TV while listening to Tim McGraw. But things change.
Sunday, June 21, 2009
theme music
Suzanne: The songs were kind of downer tonight.
Jordan: It is kind of hard to find cheery songs about going to Hell.
Conversation tonight after evening service with the message about He descended into Hell from the Apostles Creed.
Jordan: It is kind of hard to find cheery songs about going to Hell.
Conversation tonight after evening service with the message about He descended into Hell from the Apostles Creed.
Some things you may not know about this man we call Big Lar.
* He wakes up at the crack of dawn everyday. He did this when he was he working and he has taken it into retirement.
* He can garden like it is nobody's business. This man can (and does) create such GORGEOUS flower beds. His thoughtfulness and labor has made my parent's backyard a haven for beauty. It is incredible. He cared for and organized the flowers that we had at our wedding reception. Blue/purple hydrangeas in white pots on every table. He then gave some to each of the kids so we could plant them in our yards.
* He is a prayer warrior. In conversation you mention something you are struggling with or you call him up specifically for prayer and he does- right then and on the phone. He stops what he is doing and prays. Go ahead and ask him for prayer because he will literally do it the moment you stop talking.
* His coffee making skills are unbeatable. He has this super duper method that will knock your socks off, while waking you up no less.
* He is the ultimate negotiator. He was when he worked and he continues with his plants. He once set up a garden in our backyard for less than $1/plant. I'm not talking little geraniums. I'm talking hydrangeas, roses, hostas, summer sorbet. He don't mess around.
* One of his favorite songs is American Pie. I listened to that song over and over again when I was younger trying to learn the words just so I could sing along with him. He's fun to sing along with on car trips.
* He taught me to be 15 minutes early, always. While I don't jingle my keys 15 minutes before we need to leave I do begin anxiously pacing.
* His favorite sports teams all hail from Chicago, his hometown. He also cheers for the Boilermakers.
With the great computer crash of 2009 I do not have any accessible pictures online of my father. Picture him tall, strong with lots of dark hair. Now picture more thicker, darker hair. A little thicker. There you go. He has blue eyes.
Happy Father's Day- love you lots.
* He wakes up at the crack of dawn everyday. He did this when he was he working and he has taken it into retirement.
* He can garden like it is nobody's business. This man can (and does) create such GORGEOUS flower beds. His thoughtfulness and labor has made my parent's backyard a haven for beauty. It is incredible. He cared for and organized the flowers that we had at our wedding reception. Blue/purple hydrangeas in white pots on every table. He then gave some to each of the kids so we could plant them in our yards.
* He is a prayer warrior. In conversation you mention something you are struggling with or you call him up specifically for prayer and he does- right then and on the phone. He stops what he is doing and prays. Go ahead and ask him for prayer because he will literally do it the moment you stop talking.
* His coffee making skills are unbeatable. He has this super duper method that will knock your socks off, while waking you up no less.
* He is the ultimate negotiator. He was when he worked and he continues with his plants. He once set up a garden in our backyard for less than $1/plant. I'm not talking little geraniums. I'm talking hydrangeas, roses, hostas, summer sorbet. He don't mess around.
* One of his favorite songs is American Pie. I listened to that song over and over again when I was younger trying to learn the words just so I could sing along with him. He's fun to sing along with on car trips.
* He taught me to be 15 minutes early, always. While I don't jingle my keys 15 minutes before we need to leave I do begin anxiously pacing.
* His favorite sports teams all hail from Chicago, his hometown. He also cheers for the Boilermakers.
With the great computer crash of 2009 I do not have any accessible pictures online of my father. Picture him tall, strong with lots of dark hair. Now picture more thicker, darker hair. A little thicker. There you go. He has blue eyes.
Happy Father's Day- love you lots.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Dogs, morning of the pack-fest 2009
Caroline is being a real gem just laying on the floor. Toby is beside himself because Jordan up and left the house a few minutes ago. The nerve.
I'm rewarding Caroline with treats and Toby with Dramamine. Sleep wiener sleep!
I'm rewarding Caroline with treats and Toby with Dramamine. Sleep wiener sleep!
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
I love clean floors. I really do.
I don't love paying $100 to the City of Saint Louis after being mailed a photo of my car running a red light.
I do appreciate the fact that the form has an officer and badge number.
I don't love paying $100 to the City of Saint Louis after being mailed a photo of my car running a red light.
I do appreciate the fact that the form has an officer and badge number.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
saggy man breasts
Thanks Leslie for this sweet reminder... I honestly don't know how this reference escaped me. I was directed more towards the Arrested Development bit with Tobias and Lindsey and their... forget it. It's funny but not worth it.
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
surprise surprise
We said after Jordan finished his CFA exam we would begin working out. We said that in December. December came and went as did January, February, March, April, and May. So we said that once he finished the June CFA exam we would begin working out. Sunday night came and went and we said we would start Monday. Fresh week, fresh start. Well then Monday was really hectic because we looked at umpteen homes during lunch and after work. So we said the first night we are home and not looking at homes we would work out. That's tonight people. And as soon as we finished dinner we said, "First night with nothing to do! Let's work out tomorrow night!"
I'm afraid we are beginning, or rather continuing, the cycle that is paying monthly for the gym and never going.
I'm afraid we are beginning, or rather continuing, the cycle that is paying monthly for the gym and never going.
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