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>Halloween and More!

10 Nov

>So I just had the following conversation with someone from the Louisiana Department of Health:

Interviewer: Do you currently live at the address that is served by this phone number?
Kate: Yes.
Interviewer: And are you male or female? [because I’m always being accused of having an androgynous-sounding voice]
Kate: Female.
Interviewer: And how many people over the age of 18 live at this address?
Kate: Two.
Interviewer: And how many of them are male?
Kate: One.
Interviewer: And how many of them are female?
Kate: Uh, one.
Okay, is it just me, or are there some math and/or deductive reasoning skills seriously missing here?

In other news, this month has been crazy. I’m not exactly sure where October went, but somehow, we just kind of went from September to November! After the hell that was Halloween, I decided to scale WAAAAAY back on the rest of the holidays, or at least as much as we can, because by the end, no one was having fun at all the “fun” stuff we were doing because I was NOT being nice! However, they looked pretty darn cute in their costumes:

Also, I recently bought a gallon of milk at Sam’s club that was expired by a week and a half. Then today, I came home with a loaf of bread from Walmart, thought it felt a little stale, started spreading peanut butter on it, noticed some mold, checked, the expiration date, and it expired on October 15. It is November 10! I mean, REALLY? I always say I’m going to quit Walmart, but I just can’t do it.
OH! And a few weeks ago, I was at Walmart and had this conversation with the lady in the fabric section:
Kate: I’d like 6 inches of this fabric.
Walmart Lady: [Not cutting, but looking at me accusingly] What do you need it for?
Kate: A Halloween costume.
Walmart Lady: [Still not cutting] What are you making?
Kate: Cat ears.
Walmart Lady: For who?
Kate: My daughter.
Walmart Lady: How old is she?
Kate: Two.
Walmart Lady: Is it just the ears, or is it for a tail, too?
Kate: Just the ears, although if I have time, I might make a tail, too. She’s going to be Hello Kitty.
Walmart Lady: Hellooooooo, Kitty! Me-OW!
So if that wasn’t weird enough, I was looking for a replacement needle for my sewing machine a few minutes later and heard her having this conversation with a boy who was about 12:
Boy: I need some string.
Walmart Lady: [Accusingly] Why?
Boy: I need it to tie something up?
Walmart Lady: What?
Boy: I dunno…just something..
Walmart Lady: [Still very accusingly, especially when discussing string with a pre-pubescent boy in a Catholic school uniform]: What are you going to tie up? A package? A hand? A CHICKEN??
I then had to leave so I could write down their conversation and post it on the blog before I forgot what they said…

>Not Much to Say…

18 Jun

>Sam got on my case earlier today for not updating the blog. Yeah, I know, I suck. Quite honestly, our lives are boring and yet so busy. Plus, the most interesting thing that’s happened to me in a long, long time is something I’d love to blog about, but I know it would come back to bite me in the bum someday. So if you want to know what happened and I haven’t told you already, email me. Or better yet, call me–it’s probably been too long since we’ve talked, anyway! Adriann, you don’t have to call because you were there. You know what I’m talking about…

We’re really starting to seriously look for a house. The lady who owns it wants to sell it, so again, for the 3rd time in a year, we have to worry about not having a place to live. It’s stressing me out. I’ve noticed I tend to stop blogging when I’m stressed. Everything about buying a house is stressful; I don’t even want to think about it. Factor in Father’s Day, two birthdays, a day trip to Lafayette, a busted water heater (which led to two days without a dishwasher, washing machine, or a shower), the landlady calling at a moment’s notice asking me if she can parade people through my home, and yeah, I guess I’ve got a lot on my mind…

If you’ve been living under a rock and have never heard of The Pioneer Woman, I made her apple dumplings on Sunday for Father’s Day, which was the second dessert I made in 3 days (and I’m making a third tomorrow for Sam’s birthday). Oh, holy heck, they were soooooooo good. What did Sam have to say about them? “Dumplightful. Dumplicious.” Yeah, that makes them not sound so good. But considering my husband very nearly spits out any dessert that’s not made of chocolate and the fact that he LOVED these speaks volumes. Don’t be scared of the Mountain Dew. It was awesome.

I totally forgot about this Inner Blogging Voice moment until now! So when I was in elementary school, a friend of mine from church and I had a sleepover one night. She had an older sister who was in middle school and she was pretty much the epitome of coolness. Well, we decided to make a mixed tape for another friend of cool songs. I don’t remember what they were, but they were cool. And then, for the cover, we made a collage on the copy machine of her middle school sister’s cool stuff. One of those things was what? Her sister’s bus pass. Yeah, looking back, NOTHING about that was cool–a mixed tape with a picture of her sister’s middle schoool bus pass on it.

>Rainy Days and Mondays

2 Apr

> Pop quiz: Which one of my favorite movies has the song “Rainy Days and Mondays” in it? Hint: it really is one of my favorite movies, maybe THE favorite. Hint #2: It also features “Killing Me Softly.” In a very sad and funny way.

Anyway, it’s 9:15 and I can already tell what kind of day it’s going to be. Fog and rain outside. Grumpy three-year-old riding a toy intended for a child much smaller than him. Plastic Easter eggs strewn across the living room floor. Massive pile of laundry waiting to be folded. Hey, at least I have America’s Next Top Model tonight. I’m not in denial anymore, baby.

Oh, I did read this morning that there’s supposed to be a spectacular kiss on this year’s season finale of Lost. All I have to say is that it had better be Desmond and Penelope or Jim and Pam in some kind of freaky crossover because those are the only TV couples I want to see kissing. In particular, I have no desire to see Kate and Sawyer or Kate and Jack or Kate and Hurley (notice a common thread here? I’m so over Kate.) engaged in any lip-locking. Oh, my, I just realized how pathetic my life sounds.

>Blog Slacking

6 Mar

>I’ve been guilt-ridden because I feel like I need to update my blog, but, to be completely honest, there hasn’t been a whole lot to blog about! Life’s been pretty boring this week–kids are healthy and Sam no longer has an arrest warrant out on him.

So let’s see if I can muster up something. I bought propane and diagrammed a sentence last night. I joined Goodreads. I opened a bank account. I just got back from the store where I bought 2 bags of Cadbury Eggs (the actual solid chocolates, not the gaggy cream-filled ones), 3 limes, and a pack of gum. We got our copy of Here Come the 123s by They Might be Giants in the mail. We live a wild and crazy life.

I also have a confession. A horrible, horrible confession. While it’s true that I’m not a huge fan of reality TV, I have, over time, become addicted to America’s Next Top Model. That’s right. If they’re having a marathon on MTV, it is very likely that I’ll watch it all day. I know, I know, it’s full of crazy girl drama and over-dramatic Tyra (“Ten beautiful girls stand before me, but only nine will continue on in our search for America’s next top model…”) But it’s my guiltiest of guilty pleasures and I love all the girl drama.

I’m hoping things will get more exciting–we’re going to the ward campout this weekend and I’m also planning on making chicken soft tacos, so there will be things to blog about. Unless you want to see my sentence diagram. But it was probably wrong and I don’t want the sentence diagram mafia hunting me down and killing me in my sleep.

>Here We Are! (Face to Face…a Couple of Silver Spoons…)

2 Feb

>*Breathing a sigh of relief*. We’re here. Our stuff is here. The ho-temple is a distant memory. By the way, I know there have been some requests for pictures of the ho-temple, but actually, it wasn’t that scary-looking–in fact, when we first pulled up, we were pleasantly surprised and cautiously optimistic that our stay would be safe, clean, and free of shirtless hide-and-seekers. We were wrong.

I did see a cockroach last night. A little baby cockroach that was promptly sprayed with Lysol kitchen cleaner and died what I hope was a slow (in cockroach time) and painful death, slow enough to warn all his little friends to stay away. We’re all relieved to see our stuff and the season premiere of Lost was last night. Plus, Sam is gainfully employed at a job that he really, really likes so far, so we have a lot of reasons to be very happy.

We have had a few misadventures along the way. My sisters and I have all been blessed with horrible senses of direction and it hasn’t failed me yet. Tonight, I ordered a pizza and went to pick it up, my trusty Mapquest directions in hand. An hour and a half later, Sam called to find me at a Chevron on a rural country road without having found the pizza place. I had, however, discovered a scenic, pleasant, and direct route to Sam’s job, a creepy old cemetery, the fact that we’re about 3 minutes from the shopping area of where we live rather than the 15 minutes that it’s always taken me in the past, and a forest. Yeah, I got lost in a forest with my cell phone beeping that it was almost out of batteries. In the dark. That was the only time in my whole adventure that where I thought I might die (we watched Disturbia the other night; there are serial killers all around us). The funny thing is, I’m pretty sure I’ve found myself in the same forest before (unintentionally, of course), but if I tried to find it, it would never happen. This experience goes along nicely with the one the other day where I was trying to get to our house, the post office, and Walmart (which is in a different town than the house and the post office). I accidentally stumbled across the post office and thought I was on my way to the house when I suddenly found myself at Walmart. I was in a totally different town than I thought I was in.

Tomorrow’s the children’s Mardi Gras parade, but we’re actually skipping town and going to Ikea in Texas to get some furniture. Our old dressers were the ones that Sam’s parents got from the DI when they got married almost 35 years ago, so, after a long and happy life, they were taken out back and shot. It was a mercy killing, really–they were lame and half-blind. And missing a few limbs. Oops, Teeny–I’m sorry–they went to the happy dresser farm in the sky. I’m still on my laptop because we have many, many boxes left to unpack, but I’m going to take some pictures of highlights around town sometime soon, including Sue Ellen’s Iron Leather and Lace and, right next door, Sue Ellen’s Intimate Apparel (from the outside, you can’t actually see any iron, leather, lace, or intimate apparel, just wigs. Which I actually find a little creepy.) But we went to church on Sunday and were pleasantly surprised to find that it was very normal and that there were several other young couples with little kids. I’ve decided that grits are icky, but red beans and rice are awesome. All in all, we’re enjoying life here and are thankful for the internet and cell phones which keep me in touch with everyone I love and prevent me from getting too homesick!

>We’re Here, Y’all!

24 Jan

>We actually got in yesterday, but we were in such a daze after everything that this is the first time where I don’t feel like my head is spinning! After missing our plane on Tuesday, getting a 1 1/2-ish-hour nap, then travelling all night and then home-hunting all day yesterday…well, it’s been an adventure!

Travelling with two children in the middle of the night wasn’t fun, but it went better than expected–at least my kids were not the ones screaming inconsolably on the airplane! My child WAS the one, however, who told a nice man in Louisiana that his teeth were gone. The man said, “Yeah, my teeth are all gone,” and Clark said, “Well, maybe you should get some more!” We then decided to have a nice dinner last night which Clark refused to eat and where Meredith discovered the joy of screaming. We were a little frazzled, to say the least.

Now, I can say this without getting a panicky phone call from my dad because I know he doesn’t read my blog, but we don’t necessarily feel 100% safe in our lovely extended stay hotel–it seems like a lot of super-classy-looking people have turned their visits into very extended stays (i.e. they live here). A bunch of shirtless men were playing hide and seek in our hallway last night. So, needless to say, our door is locked, bolted, and safety-latched and we’re hoping to get out of here sooner rather than later. We found a house that looks very promising yesterday (we’re going to see it in a little bit) and another one popped up in the newspaper this morning that I want to take a look at.

So that’s our update! I’m off to get dressed and am hoping the hide-and-seekers are asleep and hung over this morning when we leave our hotel room!

>Where in the World is Team Awesome??

22 Jan

>If you’re wondering where we are, that’s an excellent question! Right now, we’re supposed to be on an airplane to Louisiana. Are we? No!

Traveling with kids is quite the adventure. When making reservations for a long flight, you’re faced with the dilemma–do you get to your location early, but leave early? Or do you leave at a more reasonable time and get in at an ungodly hour? We opted for the early-departure option. This meant that we had to leave the house by 6:30 this morning.

We-ell, that is quite the task when you’re transporting two small children and everything you may need for yourself and those two children for a period of 1-3 weeks with you. Plus two carseats. Plus a double stroller. A diaper bag. A laptop. Toys. Treats. How about a Xanax?

Anyway, our flight was supposed to leave at 7:55 and we got there at 7:15. We ran in and they told us we were too late, the gate was closed there was nothing they could do, that we have to be there 35 minutes before our flight leaves. Well, Bucko, we had 40 minutes, but no. “There is nothing we can do.” Once we got home, we got on the Continental website and it says the gates close 30 minutes before the scheduled flight time.

So we’re taking a red-eye tonight at 11:55. This will be nothing if not a fun adventure! Hopefully, we’ll all get a good nap and then the kids will sleep on the flight tonight. We shall see.

On a cuter note, here are some pics of our visit here in Seattle! We’ve had such a fun time and we’re so glad that we were able to come up here for a few days before heading to Louisiana. Especially since our stuff isn’t supposed to be there for at least another week, so we would’ve been living friendless and family-less (that’s TOTALLY a word!) in our ghetto extended-stay hotel. When we first got here, we were walking to Sam’s dad’s deli in a total Norman Rockwell moment, holding hands and walking down the sidewalk in the picturesque historic part of a big city when Clark said, “It’s nice to have family!” It sure is.

>I TOLD You I’d Post Pictures!

4 Jan

>So I finally got the camera hooked up to the computer and got all of our recent pictures uploaded. Yeah, yeah, it’s a day late and maybe even a dollar short, but it’s better than nothing!

In chronological order, we have…

Sam’s graduation celebration at the Cheesecake Factory in Salt Lake. BYU doesn’t have graduation ceremonies in December, so he celebrated with the Factory Burrito instead.


Christmas with Grandma and Grandpa R.



And finally, the sweet new ride! Yes, I just called my minivan a sweet ride. Mostly because of that little DVD player in the upper-lefthand corner of the picture…Oh, yeah, and see how Clark’s stretching out his legs? And how they’re not kicking the back of the seat in front of him? That’s nice, too.

>Holy Moley! We’re Alive!

1 Jan

>No, no, we haven’t dropped off the face of the Earth…yet! It has been a VERY busy couple of weeks and I don’t think it’s about to taper off any time soon. I have lots of pictures to share, and I’ll probably post some soon, but for now, I’ll just update…

In the past 1 1/2 weeks…

–Kate chopped her hair off and dyed it brown

–We went to Logan for several days to celebrate Christmas with Kate’s family.

–We’re anxiously awaiting a call from Procter and Gamble’s relocation department

–We’re coming close to selling the contract on our house, potentially making ourselves homeless

–We’ve watched Season 3 of Lost on DVD

–Meredith has had a fever as high as 103, causing us to miss church for a (useless) visit to Urgent Care. I shouldn’t even have to put useless in parentheses because every visit to IHC Urgent Care is useless, like when they told Sam his kidney stone was constipation.

–Clark has informed us several times that he hates us. Toddlerhood is a charming time of life. He also told me, regarding a larger woman who had come to look at our house, that he needed to give the “big guy” a hug. Oh, what do you say?!

–Kate renewed her lapsed driver’s license (whoops) with two kids in tow at the DMV.

–Kate became one of “those” parents when she screamed at her two-year-old to get into his carseat in the Macey’s parking lot.

–Sam graduated from BYU

–Our basement flooded. All over 6 loads of laundry I’d done the day before. And the kicker was that I was out of laundry detergent AND clean clothes (when I’m up to six loads of laundry, there’s not a whole lot in our closets!)

–We took out an auto loan

–I missed lunch with some friends to take out said auto loan. I wasn’t happy about that.

–We didn’t take out an auto loan just for the heck of it. Today, we bought a gorgeous red Honda Oddyssey! I feel strangely old. Gone are the days of shuffling the kids out the door at 6:40 am to haul Sam to work in the beat-up Nissan Altima. I feel like this married student life that I’ve always known is going away and now I drive a minivan. It’s a very weird feeling. Tonight, as I was driving around, I found a song I liked on the radio. A few minutes later, I realized in horror that I was driving around on New Year’s Eve in a minivan, looking for laundry detergent, listening to “Delilah after Dark.” Enter the Twilight Zone.

I’ll post pics of the new car tomorrow! And Christmas…and meatball soup…and everything else I’ve been meaning to blog about lately while life’s been getting in the way!

>Merry Christmas 2007!

20 Dec

>So I’ve been postponing sending out our Christmas cards and letter because we still don’t know for absolute certain where we’re going to be in another month and I kind of thought we would by now. Let’s just say that we’re tentatively planning on celebrating Christmas in February, so for those of you whose names we’ve drawn for Christmas presents, you’ll get something SUPER in another few months.

ANYWAY, I’ve been thinking about doing a best/worst list for a few months now. Until we’re settled wherever we’ll be, this is our makeshift Christmas letter! 🙂 Suffice it to say that in our lives, 2007 definitely made up for any boredom that we experienced in 2006! So here it is, the good and bad, the highs and lows!

Worst Movie

I’m too embarassed to say. Suffice it to say that it was one of those movies that looked really funny in the previews and ended up being disgustingly vulgar and made me feel bad about myself as a mother, a Mormon, AND a human being afterwards.

Best Movie

Maybe this is a cop-out because it technically came out in 2006, but I’m going to say Casino Royale. But, in all fairness, I didn’t actually SEE it until 2007. As far as the smart action thriller genre goes, it was a tight race between Casino Royale and The Bourne Ultimatum, but the jolty camera work in Bourne and Daniel Craig in a pair of swim trunks gives Bond the edge. No, being serious, they were both really, really good, but (and this is coming from someone who isn’t really a James Bond fan) I really liked seeing the origins of Bond and I liked seeing a buffer, tougher, had-my-nose-broken-a-few-times Bond. There’s a certain cultural “mythology” associated with James Bond and it was fun kind of exploring that.

If you’re going to get technical on me and say it had to be made and released in 2007, I’ll say Enchanted.

Worst Moment

Having to move and find new jobs 5 weeks after I had a c-section and 4 months before Sam graduated from college. That was awesome.

Best Moment

It was the last night I was in the hospital after Meredith was born and I had Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip on in the background. My recovery had gone so smoothly (with the exception of my bizarre, torturous rash) and I was feeling so good (and I’m sure the Percocet and Prednisone had nothing to do with THAT!). The room was about half-lit, the hospital was quiet, and I was waiting for my doctor to come see me for the day. Meredith was lying in her Boppy, so content (like she still is) and alert, just staring at me, and I felt like we knew each other.

Runner up? Sam graduating!

Worst New TV Show

Now…I didn’t watch all the new TV shows, so I’ll have to do the worst TV show of what I did watch. And the winner is…Journeyman! Now granted, I didn’t think it was ALL bad, but I haaaaaaated his wife with a passion and stopped watching solely because of her. And now it’s been cancelled.

Best New TV Show

Either Pushing Daisies or Chuck (which, coincidentally, I started watching because we accidentally recorded it instead of Journeyman.) They’re funny, smart, endearing, and sweet.

Biggest Question Mark

Where we’ll be living a month from now! Louisiana? Salt Lake? Washington? You tell me! No, really, tell me! I’m going crazy here!

Worst Book

Okay…this may get me murdered in my sleep. By a vampire. But I hated the Twilight series. I actually liked Twilight okay–I mean, it was definitely young adult fiction and it was pretty amateurish, but it captured my attention. New Moon was tedious, but there were moments in Eclipse where I literally felt my throat close up and also felt pity for the author and the cheesiness of it all. Apparently, no one in Forks does anything but murmur, mumble, grimace, groan, or grin. Toothily. Oh, and Bella. Bella, Bella, Bella. Quite possibly THE most annoying heroine ever. My disclaimer is that I don’t read romance, let alone teen romance, so this definitely wasn’t my genre and I should’ve known that going in. But, alas, I got sucked in (muahaha…oh, Kate, you’re so funny).

Best Book

Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. Granted, it’s been a rough year for me reading-wise–I’ve been too tired or too stressed (or both) to do a lot of heavy-duty reading, but this really, truly was a masterpiece. Nearly every loose thread, seemingly-insignificant detail was tied back in. I know some people thought the symbolism was heavy-handed, but it didn’t bother me (but then, I don’t have a problem with religious symbolism). I may have been 5 weeks postpartum when I read it, but I’m pretty sure that I’d bawl like a baby all over again when Harry turned the stone over in the forest and walked with those who had gone before him to his fate.

TV Show That’s Gone Most Downhill (For Me):

Law and Order: SVU. More like Law and Order: Olivia’s Story. I miss Munch and Finn.

Best TV Show We Watch on a Regular Basis:

Lost. Hands-down. I love The Office, but nothing compared to the second half of Lost Season 3. I mean, seriously. Every. Dang. Week. I about peed my pants (with, of course, the exception of Jack’s trysts in Thailand; I absolutely hated that episode.) Warning! Spoilers ahead! From Locke blowing up the communications hatch to Sawyer finding the real Mr. Sawyer (in that fateful twist with Locke…and gotta say that Sawyer Sr. got what was coming to him!) to Ben’s unbelievably creepy flashback to finding the underwater hatch to that amazing season finale (for which Matthew Fox’s lack of any kind of awards recognition is an absolute abomination!) It consistently hit its stride every week, building up to that finale. Of course, all that momentum was lost due to starting the season in late January rather in September AND with this stupid WGA strike. If we only get 8 episodes this year, well, I’m not going to be so happy.

So now that 2007 is almost out of the way, we have all sorts of new adventures in front of us: buying a house, buying a car, maybe buying a refrigerator (apparently houses in Louisiana don’t come with appliances), probably moving halfway across the country. All in all, we’ve been very blessed–we’re all happy and healthy, Sam is officially DONE with school, no more apartment managing, and we have all that we need and a lot of what we want. Or we will soon. 🙂 We have amazing family and friends who support us and love us (and we love you, too!) We have the Gospel of Jesus Christ in our lives and the knowledge and peace that comes with it. We hope ALL of you have a Merry Christmas and a New Year full of things that make you as happy as Lost, Harry Potter, and babies make me.

Love,

Team Awesome