Going Crazy and Having Fun

Ben keeps walking up to Craig and telling him he would like to go to Chomper's. (For your information, Chompers is a local hamburger joint we frequent for their frozen treats). Upon asking Ben why he would like to go there we discovered that it was because he really wanted an Oreo shake. The following conversation ensued:

Ben: I just weally want one because they are so good.
Craig: (as he lifts up his shirt to show his growing belly) There are too many Oreo shakes in this belly.
Ben: No that's hair.

And now you have a lovely visual of my husband's round and harry tummy--enjoy!

It is currently 1:11 a.m and while I should be in bed, I am blogging. I have a really bad habit of staying up way later than I should and doing a whole lot of nothing. Actually I think that the only reason that I stay up this late is because I enjoy the solitude of being the only one up in my home and having the opportunity to do whatever I want without the interruptions of normal life.. And while I know that being up this late may interfere with my "normal" life, it's a habit that I just can't give up. And that my friends is why I am wondering--"What the heck is wrong with me?"

* I wouldn't have this cool looking new blog (thanks Kristy)

* I wouldn't feel like pureeing fruits and vegetables to use in my cooking (thanks Wendy)

* I wouldn't derive such pleasure from hearing the reaction of a certain someone when we say things like "Stay away from sperm" (thanks Heather)

*But most of all, I wouldn't have the comfort of knowing that someone knows everything about me and loves me unconditionally despite my flaws and weaknesses.



I truly am blessed to have sisters who are my best friends and who I can stay up giggling with all night long!

One of my favorite TV shows is Heros on NBC. Craig and I love to sit down and watch the show together. Today while I was driving to SLC, my thoughts began to wander and I started thinking of the show, which led me to think that I could use a superpower or two to help me through my daily life. Rather than listen to Hercules (oh the down side of a DVD player in the car) I decided to continue on with my little day dream of having my very own superpowers. During the course of this daydream--in which I could loose weight without effort and control the minds of my children to do whatever I asked them to--I determined that my superpower of choice would be to freeze time. If I could control time, maybe I could get everything done that I wanted to in any given day. Who knows what I could do with all that time--maybe my house would get clean, maybe I could read a good book without interruption, maybe I could spend some quality one on one time with each of my children every day without being distracted by life, and maybe, just maybe I wouldn't feel overwhelmed every day with the list of things I need to do that only seems to grow and never really shrinks. Yes, I am certain that if I had a superpower that this is what it would be. But it goes to reason that if I had superpowers, there would be a super villian out there just waiting to mess with my new found bliss. Which means that I will have to go on being normal and just hope that I can make it through the day with the powers that I somehow find inside of me.

Life is full of lots of little surprises--like sometimes you can be certain that you really dislike somebody only to have that all change in one afternoon. There's this girl--let's call her Matilda--who I had been around and worked with before and she really rubbed me the wrong way. In fact, I would go as far as to say I didn't even like her or her attitude, and I wasn't afraid to let my opinion be shared. I was also certain that nothing could really make me change my mind. I had other people tell me that they liked Matilda and that she was really great to work with and I heard plenty of good things about her, but like I said, I was CERTAIN she was a bad apple. Well, recently I had the chance to work with Matilda again in a new setting and I was amazed at the difference. She was dependable, she was reliable, she was helpful, and she was even fun! And here, I had her pegged for something totally different. I guess my reason for posting this is because I know I have many more "Matilda's" in my life and I think this experience made me realize that all of them deserve a second chance!