Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Frozen Alive...

Today I got locked out of the house.

Actually, I’m still locked out. Just waiting, wishing, HOPING someone will come home soon. It’s really cold out here.

I’ve been here for over an hour and a half and I’ve actually accomplished quite a lot. I started this little time period of impatient waiting by getting the rest of my homework done for this week and starting into my reading for next week (good thing I had my laptop with me). But, once that got boring and my fingers became numb, I knew I needed a plan of action.

I started by going around to all our big windows in the basement hoping one would be open. No luck. Then feeling very cold and extremely hungry, I think I started to loose my head a bit.

I even made an attempt at climbing through this window, which I guess I should’ve realized that there was no way in the universe I would make it through something that small, because as you can see it isn’t much bigger than a basketball. But then again, when you’re desperate anything can seem possible.

I also thought about seeking refuge at a neighbor’s house, but then I realized the only people in the ward I know are 3 years old or younger. This is due to the fact that in the year and a half we’ve lived here I have held a nursery calling and a sunbeam calling. How creepy would it be of me to show up to someone’s house saying, Oh hey so and so, I know your daughter, who is three, I’m locked out, can I come in and have some hot cocoa pleeease.

Although it was tempting.

I haven’t eaten at all today because, like most mornings, I was in a rush to make it to class on time. Luckily in my last class we had some friendly competition in which the winning group won a huge Costco sized bag of candy and generously shared. And now I"m kicking myself for not choosing more carefully, because I just can't bring myself to eat the Milky Ways and 3 Musketeers, no matter how hungry I feel.

But honestly, I don't know how much longer I can stand it.

So if you don’t hear from me soon, please come check the back porch steps where I may be frozen alive.

*I apologize for the pictures, it seems the cold also makes me a bit of a narcissist.

Sunday, February 12, 2012

a simple mistake

Today I asked Dylan if we were in love.

His response..."Is the grass green?"

"Well, actually right now it's not. It's like a yellowish-brown color".

It's okay honey, I know what you meant.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

What's attractive

I'm not saying that I've come to terms with it, or that it's the final say, but Dylan is a better cook than I am. Some day he'll be the bread winner and the housewife, and I'll be out of a job both ways. At least he's dang cute while he home runs me in every culinary sense.

and yes you may be wondering, he is making his own lasagna sheets