Dessert on My Mind

This is a portion of a recent test I took in my U.S. History class. My professor doesn't usually correct the tests, he just marks them wrong and goes over the test in class with everyone. Well, apparently he felt the need to correct me. Maybe I was hungry?

Thems Be Fightin' Words

Background: Husband had to walk a mile in a sod field, jacked up his back. He is in pain.

Conversation:
Me: You need to exercise. You should be able to walk a mile without hurting your back. This happens every year.
Him: I know.
Me: I mean, what if something happened, and you had to walk the family like ten miles from here without transportation?
Him: You couldn't walk ten miles.
Me: What? You don't think I could walk ten miles?
Him: NO!!
Me: Are you kidding? I said WALK not RUN. I could walk ten miles.
Him: I don't think so.

I was deeply offended by this, so you know what I'm gonna do? I'm going to walk TEN miles so I can tell my husband who can't walk ONE MILE to EAT IT.

Anyone want to join me?

Today is Our 8th Wedding Anniversary

...and my husband has yet to mention it. Should I wait to see if he remembers, or should I be nice and remind him? I'm leaning towards the waiting, but is that entrapment? 'Cause you know, he's totally going to get in trouble.

Anyway, this is what we looked like when we got married February 10, 2001.

I was all young and 20. He was all old and 27. My wedding was not fancy, nope not one bit. We got married in the Relief Society room at the Stake Center in Olathe, Kansas. We were later sealed in the Nauvoo temple in Oct. 2002

This is what we look like now.

Eternity is a long time, huh Jason?

Not a Love Letter

After my daughter yelled at her brother and basically bullied him off the computer, I got after her and told her to be nice. I left the room for a few minutes. When I came back , she was brimming with excitement over a sign she had made and taped to the wall by herself. And she drawed it with a Hannah Montana pen too!

Dear Kansas,

Oh, how I love thee! You have so many trees.

Everyday I look up to your big sky, and sometimes I want to cry.

For I see the large hawks, the wild turkey, the mass migration of Canadian geese, and it gives me reason for glee!

Your people are diverse, even if some are perverse.

I pass a pick-up on the road, and I get a wave from some toothless toad.

Your summer nights are hot, but your grey winters are not.

Your summer days are divine, I pick tomatoes off my vine.

We spend our summer days together as I lounge in your sun at the pool. How I long for those summer days, they are just so cool!

But inevitably, your summer days must end. So red and orange sunsets you send.

But my Dear Kans-ass, you really do kick some ace.

I've lived here for eight years, there's just been a few tears.

Besides it could be worse, I could be living in Missouri.

Leslie's Month O'Love!

I have officially declared February as Leslie's month o'Love! Hooray!

This means every few days, I shall write a love letter to someone or something. It should be good.

If your wondering why it's my month O'love, I'll explain. I guess first of all, there is Valentine's day. That has love written all over it. Then I have the anniversary of my marriage on the tenth. And then there is only 28 days in February, and I LOVE that. So yeah, that about covers it.

Stay tuned!

My Super Bowl Review or Why Does Bruce Springsteen Suck So Bad?

I was assigned by my Microeconomics teacher to watch the Superbowl commercials. This assignment is worth 5 points. What Superbowl Commercials have to do with economics, I'm not sure. But I make it a habit to get all the points I can get. Just seems like I get more A's that way. Funny how that works out, but anyway, because I had to watch the commercials, I paid next to no attention to the football for the entire first half. The commercials this year, I think, were better than they have been for awhile. Did anyone see the McGruber/Pepsuber commercial? Funny. I also wonder who thought it was a good idea to have Bruce Springsteen to do the half time show. Can you say LAME?? Yeah, I said it. The Boss is Lame, Lame-O, the Lamest. I was born to hate Bruce Springsteen, I mean, his name doesn't even rhyme with Boss. (Mine does)Then I ignored the whole of the third quarter, commercials and all. After putting the kids to bed, I sat down to watch the fourth quarter and I have to say it was quite magnificent all around. Man, I just want to say that those Steelers are scary. They definitely meant business. I'm really excited for the pro-bowl next week. Then it's all over.

Why?

Why does football season have to end?