Tuesday, June 30, 2009
I found some articles on indoor/outdoor cats. It seems like it is much much better for them to be indoor cats. Maybe we can leash -train him. He would probably hate it at first but at least he'd be able to go outside. I guess we'll see.
So, Geoff wants to enter the EZ Take Out Burger challenge and eat a 25-patty hamburger. 25!!! I think the most any of the contestants had been able to eat was 12. He has purposely planned it for a Friday (July 17th) so he can take a few days to recooperate. And 17 is his old baseball number, for motivation. He's so pumped, he's researching strategies on preparing for eating contests. I guess he did win a steak-eating contest back home in highschool. Still...
I think he's going to be sick as a dog. As a horse who swallowed a dog. I hope he doesn't die. What if we have to have his stomach pumped? The insurance probably won't cover that, will it? He's going to need a stomach pump, a colon cleanse, and an overall major detox. Oh well better than him dying. It's a good thing I'll be there.
There is no class for me at all this week!! Professor cancelled it because he said he heard that students do better when you give them a break. (Uh huh.) But I am not complaining! I still have to study for and take two exams, but no class. Last night after work I came home and made dinner, did a couple loads of laundry, cleaned the kitchen, went to the gym, and came home and showered, all before I'm normally even home. The awesomeness.
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Tonight we let him out for about five minutes. He stayed close by, but then I got worried about him eating something that his immune system isn't prepared to handle and brought him back in. Oh, he cried and fussed, and kept scratching at the sliding glass door handle. He was obviously frustrated and wanted to go out so bad. He kept letting out the most pitiful-sounding meows; I felt so bad for him.
I've been wondering if a strictly indoor cat who's been declawed could ever be an outdoor/indoor cat? I want to let him out so bad, I just worry that he'll be attacked by a dog (there are a lot of little ones in our neighborhood), and he gets really sick if he eats anything other than his special brand of catfood. Like maybe he'd need shots or something before we could let him do that. I don't know? I just feel bad for him. Jokes aside, he's only got one life too.
On another note - Geoff is wanting to look for an extra, part-time, evening job as something to keep him busy in the evenings, now that he won't ever have night school again. I'm really fine with this - it might even be easier to concentrate on homework if he is busy too - as long as he doesn't have to work on weekends. I don't really want him to work on weekends, cuz that's really the only time we get to do some actual hanging out.
Friday, June 26, 2009
After work today Geoff and I both went to the testing center and worked on capstone until seven, when they kicked us out.
Speaking of work, Geoff seems to be enjoying his job. They're going to start doing this "building relationships" thing with investors (involving presentations and I'm not sure what else)- Geoff is nervous about it but is actually really excited to put himself out there, get out of his comfort zone and do a good job at it. Yesterday he volunteered to go clean up the streets of Provo to get ready for the Freedom Festival and got put in the BYU newspaper. I'm really happy for him that his first work experience after school is turning out to be a good one.
Anyway after the test we got dinner and watched Ghost Adventures, which we love! This episode was done on a Louisiana plantation where they had slaves, and now the government owns it. There was a lot of voodoo stuff. The whole thing intrigues me - that part of the south, it's history, the landscape, culture and feel... or rather, the feel as I know it through movies and TV shows. (Like I say, it intrigues me, I have never been there.) And now... bedtime. Got more capstone tomorrow and hopefully that'll be the last day - at least for the simulation.
And I love my cat so much even when he poops and it stinks the whole house up.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
I walked in the front door of their house and into the kitchen, and saw a bunch of cupcakes with pink frosting on the counter. I looked in the fridge (because that's what I do when I go there) and saw a display of jagged sections of cake, on sticks. Cake on a stick. I helped myself to one and looked out the window, and saw a Happy Pappy's delivery truck parked out front. Mom walked into the kitchen.
"Mom, why's there a Happy Pappy's truck out front?" I asked.
"Well," began Mom, "Vern's opened a new gas station right next to ours in Millville, where all the motocross races are."
"Oh no," I said, "Is it hurting business?"
Mom nodded slowly, "It's tricky, it's tricky."
Mom went on to explain that the gas station chain they worked for started a new division of business, called Happy Pappy's, which offered low-price, lower-end, non-formal event photography, and included cake on a stick and popcorn. Mom had been pulled from her post at the gas station and been given a new job as a Happy Pappy's photographer.
They are trying to stay ahead of the competition by coming up with new stuff before Vern's does, I thought. Expanding through unrelated diversification. I wonder if they'll be able to fall back on Happy's if the competition gets too rough.
I pondered these things quietly as I picked at my cake on a stick and watched mom lay some photos on the counter.
Then I thought I felt mom playing with my hair... then I woke up. Nope, it was Geoff. (Awwwww cute). I probably wouldn't have remembered the dream if I hadn't woken up at that moment, and it gave me something to blog about, so thanks hon.
Anyway - The Diagnosis:
Dreaming about cake: GOOD
Dreaming about unrelated diversification: NOT SO GOOD. And WHAT THE HECK.
I guess three hours of business class shortly before bed could do that you. But why didn't I dream about Dog the Bounty Hunter? Hmmm, maybe next time, braddah.
PS- who's to say cake-on-a-stick wouldn't be a good business venture?
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Over the weekend I was informed by a concerned family member that I shouldn't count on getting done with school as the solution to all of life's problems. Because I will be dissappointed and there are other ways to deal with things than just "getting through it."
I know this is true, however, I can't help but feel it will bring incredible relief to be done. To not have something constantly hanging over my head, to be able to focus on things I enjoy and have a little more balance, a clearer mind. To do things that need to be done - such as keeping a clean house - and I am so ready to seriously work on my bod. I foresee a time when going to the gym each evening (or at least 5 days a week) will be possible, as well as planning, grocery shopping for, and cooking decent meals. I have tried to maintain a good schedule a few times in the last couple of years and I'm just no good at it when there's classes to go to and homework to be done and groups to meet with and I'm so tired and bla bla bla.
Well anyway, only a couple more weeks and then I'll only have one class, one night a week. So for about two months I should be able to do a good schedule, and then the last semester of school starts. The last semester!!! Woo hoo!!
I feel like a broken record. (Or is it a scratched CD these days? Or a corrupted mp3? I'm sure there's a newer technology that I have no awareness of.) That walk sounds nice.
Friday, June 19, 2009
The Good Wife's Guide, Housekeeping Monthly, 13 May 1955
- Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready, on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal (especially his favourite dish) is part of the warm welcome needed.
- Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so you'll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your make-up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people.
- Be a little gay and a litte more interesting for him. His boring day may need a lift and one of your duties is to provide it.
- Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives.
- Gather up schoolbooks, toys, paper etc and then run a dishcloth over the tables.
- Over the cooler months of the year you should prepare and light a fire for him to unwind by. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift too. After all, catering for his comfort will provide you with immense personal satisfaction.
- Prepare the children. Take a few minutes to wash their hands and faces (if they are small), comb their hair and, if necessary, change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part. Minimize all noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer, or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet.
- Be happy to see him.
- Greet him with a warm smile and show sincerity in your desire to please him.
- Listen to him. You may have a dozen important things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first- remember, his topics of conversation are more important than yours.
- Make the evening his. Never complain if he comes home late or goes out to dinner, or other places of entertainment without you. Instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure and his very real need to be at home and relax.
- Your goal: Try to make sure your home is a place of peace, order and tranquility where your husband can renew himself in body and spirit.
- Don't greet him with complaints or problems.
- Don't complain if he's late home for dinner or even if he stays out all night. Count this as minor compared to what he might have gone through that day.
- Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or have him lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him.
- Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soothing and pleasant voice.
- Don't ask him questions about his actions or question his judgement or integrity. Remember, he is the master of the house and as such will always excercise his will with fairness and truthfulness. You have no right to question him.
- A good wife always knows her place.
Of course, I will say that if/when I am a stay at home mom, I am going to try and make our home a happy and comfortable place to be and will take care of my family, just not to this extreme! :)
Here's someone else's take on the article. (Found it by googling.)
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
I. Was. Amazed.
She was amazing. Her talent was amazing. (A piano piece by Johannes Brahms). It looked sooo hard, and sounded flawless. And her interview answer was by far one of the best, and of course she looked absolutely stunning every bit of the way. I can't believe how she's grown up. Not a little girl any more!! :) I was so proud! Wish I coulda got more pictures - might get some from dad and post them later.
Monday, June 15, 2009
I was just thinking the other day how lucky we were to get Geoff's internship. Not only is it an actual accounting internship, but it's close to home and it actually pays something. We thought he was gonna have to leave the state or something and then work for free. So.
We watched Benjamin Button last night. I wasn't expecting too much based on some reviews I read, but I actually liked it. At any rate, it stuck with me. Maybe I get way too emotionally involved in movies - and I did get attached to the characters - but at the very least it helped me appreciate a little more the chance I have to live life and grow old with the person I love. The school, the careers, the kids, the moves, the struggles, the joys, all of it - unless something tragic happens - will be spent with my sweetheart, and for that I'm so grateful.
It was another weekend of lallygaggin'. So, because of that, this week is packed. About halfway through next week is when the 1st block ends and so does one of my classes. And the week after that another class ends. And the third one goes through the end of July. So. For a week and a half we'll be super busy, and then it'll calm down a little bit.
I have old friends who are out in the world living their dreams and accomplishing great things - things that will make a difference in the world. (Specifics will not be displayed here.) I know I probably sound like such a whiner sometimes, but I wonder when/if I would be able to do such things. We all know I can't get through a day without complaining about school, ha ha. Maybe my "great things" will be centered in my own home and family, as opposed to solving world-poverty. But I would like to help the poverty-stricken countries/people too, somehow, in some way. The question is how to quit talking about it and do it.
I read Leadership and Self-Deception: Getting Out of the Box by the Arbinger Institute. Another recommendation from someone. And a very good one I say. It was made to be applicable to business settings, but I think is useful at home too. Again, talking and practicing are two different things, but it is fun to be aware of it at the very least.
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Today was full of errands - oil changes, grocery shopping, house cleaning, etc. I snuck out for a few hours and bought some cute new outfits! It rained a ton today - everyone created giant waves on both sides while driving up Orem Center.
I'm going to go hang out with hubby.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Until we DIE... ha ha
I mean, heaven forbid we should need groceries on a Tuesday...
Okay, so I admit I'm not using the weekends as efficiently as I could. I just can't seem to fight that desire to numb my brain and veg out and play. Sigh.
Someday soon there will be more balance. Only six more months...
Sunday, June 7, 2009
The first day we we rode the Gemini Bridges trail. It's one of the easier trails, but the end result didn't disappoint.
View from the bottom: That's a tree up there, not a person.
View from the top:
This is from the top of the bridges. That guy is much closer to the edge than I dared get. In fact, I tripped over my own foot while up there and decided meeting death was not something I was prepared to do, and stayed far from the edges of the cliffs. You see those tiny people down there on the left? That drop was hundreds of feet. Amazing. Of course Geoff decided he was momentarily not afraid of heights and ventured rather close to the edge. I wanted to kill him for scaring me.
After Gemini Bridges we went back to camp for lunch and then went on the Poison Spider trail. I think it's supposed to also be one of the easier trails, but I tell you there were parts that made my heart pound, for sure. We encountered a part where three jeeps had to come down a small series of steep hills, and we had to sit at the bottom and wait for them before we could go up. Their brakes squeeled and tires skidded, and I thought they were going to roll. Luckily they didn't! There were a couple of parts we had to get off the four-wheelers and help them up one by one. It was way fun, and I know Geoff enjoyed it too. He really wants to get our own four-wheelers when we have the money and space to keep them.
We were so dirty when we were done that we went back to camp to shower and then went into town and ate dinner at an italian place. After dinner, we drove up to Dead Horse Point just in time to see the sun set. This isn't my picture, but it's part of the view:
Then this morning, we checked out and hiked up to Delicate Arch - (the one on the Utah license plates.) Everything about that excursion was amazing - the drive, the hike, the scenery. My dad took some pictures of that one, I'll post them once I've got copies.
We got home this afternoon, and all we want to do now is shower and rest. Here come a busy few weeks! :)
Thursday, June 4, 2009
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Saw this on Kylee's blog: rings true, I think.... 'least in my case. ;)