Sunday, October 28, 2012

I Have Something to Say,

but I'm not sure how to say it.  I suppose the best place to start would be why I never posted a second update of my recovery.  While I suppose I had an out with the whole pneumonia thing, there is an underlying and much deeper reason for my delay.  I was lonely.

All who know me know that I value my space.  Growing up with so many siblings in such a quick succession, and frequently having very different desires and opinions from them, made me very possessive and territorial at a very young age.  Not uncommon in large families, when all is said and done.  That doesn't really make it any easier.  After high school ended and college began I found more ways to take time out for myself to do what I wanted (which mostly amounted to reading books and going to movies), and I found ways to enjoy doing things by myself.  I take myself shopping, take myself to dinner, take myself for long car rides and to movies.  Truth be told I've been to at least as many movies on my own as with others, at least as far as the last decade goes.

I enjoyed this solitude for many years, at least for the most part.  Not having to worry about which movie to see, having to wait until its convenient for someone else, picking whatever restaurant suited my mood.  I found, though, that as more time passed it became more about choosing to spend time alone, rather than having to spend time alone.  I chose to take myself to this or that movie, instead of bemoaning the fact that I was home.  Alone.  Still.  The movie was a very welcome distraction, the bookstores a welcoming refuge of books eager to be read, characters waiting for me to discover them.

I don't live my life dwelling on this.  For the most part it never enters my mind.  I work, I go to church, I spend time with family.  I am content and at peace with who I am and what I do.  I've actually been more comfortable with myself and my single status over the last few months than I've been for the last few years, after going through the temple and drawing closer to my Savior.  There are times, though, where it becomes a little more obvious.  A little harder to find the simple joy that comes from being my own person. 

As my dad in particular can attest, it usually comes around this time of year--about the middle or so of November through the middle or so of March--the holiday season through my birthday and a couple of weeks beyond.  There's a reason why this time period is so cliche'd as being depressing for singles, and I am not immune to it.  I find myself buying more books, going to more movies, spending more time at restaurants alone.

This year, however, it began a little earlier.  I can usually shake it off at work (being a toy store manager during the holiday season has certain workaholic advantages for those seeking distraction from personal crises), but this time it was not an option.  I was away from work for surgery recovery and pneumonia.  Work was not even close to being an option, unfortunately.  While early on in my recovery I was totally cool being alone, this got harder and harder as time passed.  It came to the point that I was literaly sobbing, desperate to just be held by someone who loved me and wanted to be with me through it, and not just there out of some sense of duty or obligation.  I will forever be grateful for my niece Jane, who had come back to my apartment several times that day to talk to me, and even gave me a hug before she left.  Even with that, though, I swore that I would never have surgery again until I had someone there with me.  I still feel that way.  Given an option I'll wait, thank you very much.

I'm not saying this for want of pity.  Truth be told I don't really know why I'm saying this, aside from a feeling that I wanted it posted.  I'm not looking forward to another Christmas season alone.  Part of me acknowledges that maybe this year will be the first one when I'm not alone, that just maybe this will be the year that someone falls in love with me, and I with him.  This gets a little harder every year.  Just know, though, that I'm not "desperate".  I don't need a man to complete me, to be whole as a person or to move forward in and enjoy my life. 

Just over six years ago, on Trek, a letter was read from a single sister.  While I don't remember the bulk of the letter, the impression lingers.  She spoke of the struggle to keep her heart open, to not become bitter or cold in loneliness.  I think that's the message I want to share.  That no matter what the future holds, I trust the Lord's time table.  I'll keep my heart open, and wait with patience and faith.  So if you see me in a somber moment, lingering on the edges of the group or slipping away briefly from a family gathering, just know that in the end these moments will make my joy all the sweeter.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Up To and Including Days One through Six

I had initially thought to do more regular posts of my surgery and recovery, but I'm at the end of day six and here we are, my first report.  In the interest of not being gruesome, I opted to not post pictures ;)  I do find myself struggling in the creativity category, so please bear with my dry, more factual account.

Working where I do, it is not uncommon for me to catch a cold.  When I have, historically, my tonsils took particular care to let me know, swelling nice and large regardless of the duration of whatever symptoms I may have had.  The last few times I've gone to my clinic (noting that my history almost always included swollen tonsils) I've been asked if I'd considered seeing an ENT (ears nose throat specialist).  I was told that if your tonsils swell more than 3 to 5 times a year, it is frequently recommended to have them removed.  I blew this off the first couple of times I heard it, but the time came when I decided ignoring it probably wasn't a good idea anymore.

About a month ago, my tonsils once again got large.  I figured that my tonsils were giving me a warning signal that I was getting a cold. Sigh.  I called an ENT that day and set an appointment for August 24th, figuring that while my symptoms may be gone by the time I got there a week and a half later, I could at least get an idea of what might happen, given that this was my eighth or ninth time of them swelling this year.  Oddly enough, even though I never did really get the sniffles or a painful sore throat, my tonsils stayed nice and big.  Not only that, I began having difficulty sleeping at night, waking frequently unless I was absolutely exhausted.  That didn't take long, frankly.  By the time I got in to see the ENT, I was a little desperate for sleep.

At that point, he essentially told me I had two options-wait until I actually did get sick, at which point my tonsils would make it even harder to breathe and possibly create a medical emergency, or get them taken out now.  As nervous as it made me, I opted for the second.  Surgery was scheduled for September 6th.  He also mentioned the possibility of taking out half my uvula, which was also enlarged to the point of causing problems.

No surprise, this freaked me out a bit.  There were a few times I panicked, but ultimately I made it through with the support of family, friends, and a great blessing of comfort.  The day hadn't even dawned on the 6th when Amy and I pulled up to the hospital (thanks again, Amy! you're the best!) for the procedure, listed as a tonsillectomy and uvulectomy.  I thought he'd only take half of the uvula, but I later found only a little nub where it had been...so much for that theory.  Ah well.  Anyways, I'm told the procedure went well, and I was an ideal recovery patient, drinking plenty of water and pleasing my nurses.  I vaguely recall asking to have my oxygen removed, and being told to take a deep breath, but not much else.  After Amy got me home and helped get me set up on my couch, I slept for a couple of hours.  Upon waking, all I really thought of was taking my meds and wishing someone had let me know I'd put my shirt on backwards ;)

I started a Top Gear marathon that day, and slept surprisingly well that night.  The next day I kept ice on my throat, took my meds, continued the Top Gear marathon, did four blog posts, hosted guests (thanks Shaunelle, Shannon and Sherilyn!), and started in on a major Sudoku phase.  I felt surprisingly good, all things considered, but knew that the worse times in recovery were ahead.  Once again I slept fairly well, and wasn't surprised when my throat hurt a little more the next day.  On with the sudoku and Top Gear.

Days three and four were progressively a little worse, not just on the throat front but in general.  I figured this was just the anesthesia finally wearing off and didn't worry too much, but did fill the ice bag more frequently to keep my throat as numb as possible.

Day five, yesterday, was different.  I developed a fever.  I knew that it wasn't uncommon, and had run a degree or so higher than usual, but I had thought that was only supposed to be for the first couple of days.  I continued to feel more and more lousy, though.  I slept more, and was very sore all over, more than could be accounted for by a couple of days laying around.  Just before ten pm my fever was over 100 degrees.  After calling a 24/7 nurse hotline, and consulting my parents, the decision was made to go to the hospital.

We waited for 2 hours.  Remind me to pick a different emergency room next time.  Mom had taken me, then dad came and relieved her so that she could sleep for work the next day.  Thanks, mom and dad, you are both awesome :).  After 2 hours, though, I was done.  I decided that if I wasn't going to get seen soon I would just go home, and I let them know.  At that moment, the nurse had come up to call me back.  Well, better late than never, eh?  I figured at that point it was probably overkill, but since I was there and the paperwork was already filled out, well, may as well see it through.  Not to mention I was thoroughly miserable.  Entirely.  I didn't even want to walk, using a wheelchair because I was soo tired and shaky.

A bunch of questions and a chest x-ray later,  I was diagnosed with pneumonia.  Good thing I didn't just leave, eh?  At least I had an answer.  I was justifiably weak, sore and tired, and not just a hypochondriac.

Day six has been an odd basket.  I've done less today than on any other day of recovery thus far, except perhaps the first.  I've slept more today than any other day, and finally cheated on the hard sudoku puzzles when my mind wanted something to do but couldn't come up with even just one more number after five or ten minutes of staring at the same puzzle.  I gave in on watching Top Gear straight through and have just been picking some of my favorite episodes, including the Lorry episode and the Quaint my Ride episode (definitely youtube worthy segments!).  Thanks, Christian, for picking up my prescription when I was forbidden to leave the house.  There's probably a good reason for that, I guess that its just hard sometimes for me to justify staying at home when there's so much that can be done.

Well, its bedtime.  Stay tuned for more updates, I'll probably post on facebook again when I do my next blog post.  G'night!

Friday, September 7, 2012

Camping Trip: S'mores, Styling, and other Stuff

Here is the last selection of excerpts from our family reunion this summer.  Enjoy!!!



I thought she was just sticky!!

Have you ever noticed how bossy our family is?

Stop talking!  We don't have paper

You're glittery like a vampire in the sun.

Like Michael's neck

I'm holding my face

Do you see this?  This is me staring at something

Roast me a marshmallow make me a s'more but don't move

Christopher will you spray me?

Amy your face is awful.

The day that I was mad and got a scar forever.

Amy Smells

Like the Ocean

Rain is on that leash.  Be careful!

I'm gonna pause and eat a s'more now

We all have headlights.

More than halfway done, right?  No, 'cause you're super thick

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 yay!

I actually still have my other cracker!  Oh, I don't.  I ate it.

I don't think anyones gonna notice one standing out looking dumber than the rest

The more I do the lighter it gets!

Oh no, I need to start a mystery!

Here, this is for a grandkid to play with

Run away, run away!

I want to leave this in at least until dad comes so he can shake his head and roll his eyes

No, that is my chair.  She hauled it all the way over here.  And now I'm sitting on the table.

Weren't Christian and Ben wearing matching shirts yesterday?

Do we care if they're running away?

Thank you for not dropping that in the fire.

I have a camo one.  I thought you said camel.

Don't tell dad that.
He would laugh too.

No, it was you, take credit, take credit!

Jane said I'm not good enough to do braids, only grandma.  I am proving her wrong!

You pet moose very nicely, thank you!

Who else gets angry when they're tired? (gasp!) Amy!

She's writing everything down!  Mom, you have a big head!

We're really funny

Deborah laughed, she's gonna write it down.

Deborah's laughing at me.  And writing things down.

Get Amy, go tickle her!
Sarah just told Megan to come tickle me.  I don't know how I feel about that.

Pointy little toes!

He stares.  He's like, the master of stares.

Can I put my glasses on?

She's gonna tell you a secret

Every time I tickle the girls, Dalton comes to save the day.  He's a knight, he's very good at it.

Do you have a white car in spot 39?

It wasn't funny.  But it will be when we read it back.

Ok, don't write it down, Michael said not to.

Write what down

What down

If you say my name, I will hold you.  All day.

It's hot!  Quick, grab a baby!

The stick is hot you should poke someone with it.

There just keeps being more hair!

I put 14 braids in everyones hair.  Then there would be no fire.

Deborah, write that down.

I don't care if my kids eat dirt, only if its on them.

Don't write that down, its poor parenting.

You can mark that as anonymous.

It feels really breezy!

Do you want to hold a baby?  He sings.

What was that?  Nothin.  What was it?

Mom's got braided horns now!

Um Christopher?  It sounds like maybe we could use you on crowd control

Will you let go of my pants now?

And I know Amy's dying to have one now.

Chase has learned the art of the fade-away

At least its an organized frenzy

The notebook won't cry.

What?  Will you burn the baby?!

Mom, your hair is horribly gray now

My hair braided that picture
(as a side note, I didn't know hair could braid pictures)

Ok, we're in the home stretch

Just do one more big one

Michael is behind these branches.  How do we get past these branches?

We got him laughing

It was mostly Jane and Sarah.  Occasionally we'd get a good Deborah

We can be quiet without being in bed

Michael is in dark clothes, so he's starting to blend in

I'll be glad when you're not pulling my hair anymore.

I feel like I should feel bad, but I don't.

Can't chase me by the fire.

She's just going like this on his chin!

Only three more, mom!  Yay!

I would have giggled really hard every time mom walked away

It looks like covert ops braiding!

Will you get that on youtube?  His little chin thing? It would go viral!

You fell down?  That's a whole lot better than falling up.

One last braid then I'll stop pulling your hair

I'll trade you babies if you want to trade

Its really really dark mommy.  Really really dark.

I owe you a dime, no I don't.

Stop tickling my head.

This one is sticking straight out!  Well, go sleep on it.

We're kind of laughing at the collective.

You're kindof lopsided now

I made you a s'more.  Love me.

They melted to each other?  Were they bad marshmallows?

I'm gonna find my husband, anyone want a baby?

I put it on Laura's head.

That's not funny, that's just normal.

K, I see a star, I can go to bed now, right?

I'm the father, I know.

You're drippy.  Being drippy's not funny.

Go hang it on dad's walker outside.

Does any of this go in the fridge?  Does your face go in the fridge?  No, but my hair might.

Write that down

That down

Aspens all reproduce asexually so they all have the same DNA.

Camping Trip: Game Time!

You spilled Diet Coke on your foot.

I thought it was doctors in the morgue.

It didn't ust fall out like yours.  I had to spit it all in the sink.

I'll deal 'cause it lets me lean into Chase.

Here, my beautiful partner.  Here, Chase's beautiful partner.  Here, mom's absent partner.

Oh, my gosh.

I can only think of things that were funny for me, not for her.  What about assault and battery?

I am only really good at poker.  I can be serious when I have to be.

Amy, remember the time a correlle plate shattered in Marysville?

Save the notes on the quotes please

What did I say that I wanted to write down?

I just got this hot, who's holding a baby?

Just get me the cutest one.

My hotdog is black.  That's racist.

Don't poke my hotdogs.

I don't want sweet relish.  That would make me barf.

And a half.

Can't bust 'em.  'Cause your button says something.

Are you writing it down?

I'm always willing to start another fire.

She likes everything.

Ben lost his watermelon, do you want me to just pick it up and give it back?  I let him drink out of the lake.

Christopher and Chase are not the same person.

Weird.  I know, right?

No previews.  Too late.

I was really glad I wasn't driving.

Made it that much funny.

Write that down.

Can you braid it right now?  Get the tackle box.

I really do just have stupid hair on that side

Do you need more sustenance?  'Cause you're way too skinny

'Cept they weren't drinking it, so I had to dump it out on a kid.

You could have a whole bunch of braids sticking out.

I didn't get to brush mine.  I don't care.

He just sat on me

It is fine, but there's a lot of it.

Yeah, she's thick.

When you camp in heaven you don't get dirty.

The Wamplers are gonna die.

That sounds harsh.

Use your finger, I won't tell.

Payson Lakes Camping Trip- Write That Down Notebook

Laura has already posted a few, but here are some more.  This particular write that down edition comes from a notebook mom brought along specifically for this.  The notebook spans several days and includes the trip down to Payson through the morning before we left.  Participants vary a great deal, good luck guessing who said what!


Your shoes are untied-Safety First!

That down

I'm bored.  I should have just gone with dad.

I have a programming book, a math book, and a science fiction book.

Uncle Darren, on the freeway, I will watch and make sure we don't bonk into anything.  So, are you okay with that?

There's a car in the road, honk!

I'm writing an encryption key!

With your spoon, you can accomplish anything

It's hard to climb up a step with a bucket on your head.

You smell like bug spray.

MHS.  What do you think of?
Midvale High School
I got Mountain Hernia Service.

We can't be funny, its too dark.

Don't laugh at my hair.
Can I laugh near your hair?

But I made a really good shadow!

I have tinkerbell!

Michael's pants would fit my foot.

I put your hair stuff back in the tackle box.

You know our family's weird when that doesn't sound strange.
You know our family's weird when you see us.

She has mom fingers.  Does she have a mom tongue, too?

I kind of want to roast a granola bar.  Wrap it in bacon.

Michael's encryption:
Each character has a value.
You need to convert this value to Binary.
Then, you XOR the value with 63(111111
XORing is setting a value to 1 if the two initial ones are different, or to 0 if they're the same.  So, encrypting a capital B would go like this:
011100(28)  (one digit here might be wrong, it was hard to make out...)
111111
100011=35 ((I)
You do this for each character.
"Text Message" would become:
"q7RQ00X7RRY57"
You just XOR it again to get the original message
There is then a bunch of listed values, available upon request

That's why we're on the buddy system-so someone can get away from the bear.

That was odd you had an opinion.

I don't have any designated pajama pants.

Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, light me!

What's so wrong with peanut butter bacon?

That sounded less funny in my head.

Come over here and blow it in Amy's direction

Poke it Chase, poke it!

That was my booger, it was right after the flare.

If I could add one thing to their list of needs it would be chapstick.

I think.  In general.

'Cause there's a dead man in Payson Lake

She's ok with her kids drinking lake water.

There's ducks in that water.  Fish die in that water.  There's bandaids in that water.

I really need to go to bed, but I want more bacon.

I was gonna say saved my butt, but I didn't get burned there.

I am a children.  Did you bring anything? No, 'cause you're a children.

You're burnt.  You don't get bacon if you're burnt.

I can't see it, turn my necklace on.

We should go camping all the time, everyone hugs me!

Chase, let's steal some and fry it for breakfast!

You could be a man in black. But only that one finger.

But you all have to live with me, 'cause I can't go through that many deaths.

Ah Ben, I forgot about Ben!  I'll have to live forever then.

Moose is not dead, she has changed position.

Our car smells like dog food and bacon.  That's the perfect scent for a car.

I could cut it off and it wouldn't hurt anymore.

We talked about kidnapping children today.

It wasn't really kidnapping, we traded.

Lets eat bacon and go to sleep.

It's okay.  I just spilled water, not the bacon.

My hand hurts, I'm going to bed.

If Rain pees, does that mean its raining?

I will be terribly upset if you all get eaten by bears.  If only half of you got eaten I'd be ok.

She stuck her tongue out at me.  I couldn't think of a witty remark, it just seemed to fit.

WEDNESDAY
You catch a fish when fish feel like biting things.  And you get lucky.

That's enough for my whole head. Without hair. We can arrange that.

Here Amy, write stuff down.

Stuff down.

Write jokes.  Write that!

Deborah, did I make bubbles?

I don't remember.  But it was funny.

That wasn't a knee-jerk reaction, it was a finger reaction.

Its weird seeing you without glasses.  It's weird seeing you without my glasses.

Though purple pomegranate and flesh eating Rambo hike greasy slides while chasing butterflies never insist always persist

Why didn't radioactive canteloupe dice casino slots, buffalo horns, and Jane?

Rick diced potatoes that were red and able to sing catmanduzal?

Once light canteloupe bit Jane on purpose because cat eat fish.

Let's play a princess game.  We need a princess, two guards, and a prince.  I will be the princess.  Dalton, you're the prince.  Nicole and Megan, you are the guards.  The prince is a boy, so that's why you are the prince, Dalton.

Write That Down-BYU Women's Conference

Wow, but its been a while.  We didn't write much down, but here's what we had :)

I'm fine-tuning my obnoxious skills.

I know, it's Mickey Mouse. No, Its Bambi.

Do you want me to sprinkle your watermelon with oreos?

I breathed an oreo

Now be quiet so I can finish my ice cream.

If they'll let you buy it for a couple thousand dollars.  No, just put it in your purse.

Talk, so I can write!

Write that down.

That down.

But he didn't really cry so I didn't get up.

She just flicked me in the head!  Come here, so I can flick you in the head.

I've already picked my teeth.  I've had mine since childhood.

You guys, I am so funny.

That's not funny, you don't have to write it down.

I'm fine tuning my process of what is funny and what isn't.

Write that down.

And it's BYU.

Colorado!

She's got a point there.  But she said its not extra points!

We could go to Chevron. 

Write that down.  Why? 'Cause it wasn't funny but when they read it someone will think it was.

Shall we see how many women we can hit with the car?

Subaru, Chevy, Colorado

The tag on my underwear is poking me.

Her gray hairs stand out more when you do it this way.

You didn't poop in the shower, did you?

I spit on your pen, sorry.

I want to wear a sleeveless top but have another top with it

Its your first time, really for reals.

It's not horrible, you can tell!

You just need to document you're....I got my fingers in the right place!  Write that down.

Look, I did a french braid!

Well, I tried not to get your cleavage in, but I can if you want.

I didn't bring a flower with me.

What?  In recent years.  I thought you said I have big ears.

Wow that's really messed up.  Love ya Deborah!

Hold that.  Yes Ma'am.  It can just there.

Don't write that down.

Aren't you glad I'm chesty so it just stops there?

Thanks for letting me say everything through a pen.

Apparently I'm not as chesty as I thought.

That was like a kiss, but it was a pen.

See, I'm so funny-every time I say that, people laugh.

I wanna put my pajamas on so I can be cool like you!  Write that down.

Jeff Dad's gonna call me.

My ear itches.  Want me to kiss it better?  No, that's gross.

You so mess things uip for me.  I love you too.

It says fun.  Of words.  We can make fun of words!

No.  I am the ultimate authority.  Write that down.

This time I'm not going to drop my chocolate milk down the stairs.

It's like a cow bell.  That doesn't mean you're a cow though.  You're not ever like a cow.

You're way winning.  You cheat.

I'm cutching up to you.

Dung Jerky.  That's gross.

It's only funny 'cause its late.

I'm not a cheater!  Choose the right like Jane!

It's ok, I wrote that down.

Yeah, but she would have won.  You couldn't cheat on that one.

No, that's dumb.

What's the fun of winning if you can't cream everyone in the process?

But I can't go from mangy to mingy.

I have to be really obnoxious so that Laura can learn.

I don't think we're morning people.  We're not funny.

Hi BY!



Write-that down participants:  Karrie Phillips, Deborah Phillips, Laura Wampler :)

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Changes

I've made a few changes in my life recently. I have a piano, three new sets of shelves (two are set up, waiting on the third), even a queen-size bed. We are reorganizing the front of my store, and I am finally getting caught up on all of my filing and organizing there.

One of the biggest changes though in my personal life would be that I joined Weight Watchers. I have done this a couple of times before, but didn't succeed. So why try again?

In The King's Speech, we follow the Duke of York in his journey to overcome his speech impediment while working through the death of his father, the king, the reign of his own brother the king, and in stepping up to the throne himself. When Bertie and his wife first start working with Lionel Logue, speech therapist, they only want to work on speech mechanics. Lionel lets them know that this will only deal with the surface of the problem, not the underlying causes. While they insist that this would be satisfactory, Bertie continues to be plagued by stammers and pauses. It isn't until he opens up to Lionel about what plagues him in his personal life (his first nanny, the death of one of his brothers from epilepsy, the 'treatments' to 'cure' him of being left-handed and knock-kneed, among other things) that he really makes progress towards overcoming his struggles.

My struggles and insecurities have not manifested in a speech impediment, but in what essentially amounts to an eating disorder-I ate whatever I wanted whenever I wanted it. I used food to medicate my ills, my low self-esteem, stress, fear. It is time to overcome these.

I joined Weight Watchers in February, and have officially lost 20.8 lbs so far. In working to overcome and to progress, I have set a goal to lose a total 100 lbs by my next birthday, March 1st 2013. That's an additional 79.2 lbs, an average of 1.8 lbs per week, and it is going to happen.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Washington Excerpts Day Four

Preface: Yep. That's all she wrote.

Dude, I actually saw a snow plow last night!

Maybe it was a UFO.

Those trucks are probably jealous we can go 40 miles per hour. That's ok, we're from Utah.

Snowy shoe purse!

KDDC broke down in Pendleton forever ago.

Do you have your spite pen? Why yes, yes I do.

Hey, we've been there before!

We dance like white girls, mom.

We can't see any roadkill in the snow.

Deborah just whistled at us.

Dog road kill! It isn't funny anymore.

She boob-called you.

Cows

I wrote that down

British Columbia! That's actually kind of cool now that we're not in Washington anymore.

**As a final note, we found license plates from 33 states as long as three bonus ones: US Gov't, Alberta, and (in case you haven't already guessed) British Columbia.

Monday, January 16, 2012

Washington Excerpts Day Three

I typed this all up on Sunday night and lost it right after I finished. Sigh. Sorry for the delay, here we go!

Well, you're gonna hit a pole now, so keep going.

You can't walk on the freeway here.

Why would you hitch hike to Canada from Utah?

So long as you're not breaking my car, at least to your knowledge.

I wonder if that rock is still there.

Look, the rock is still there!

It's ok, we're from Utah. No its not, we should know how to park in the snow.

We don't recognize any of the little kids. Even a little bit.

She put wama instead of wanna.

This way I can just turn this way.

Wow, I did not go the right way. By the way.

Hey its your turn. Hey its your turn. Hey, I'm turning.

The other state that we're not in.

Hey it looks the same. Weird.

Oh look. British Columbia.

I dried it for you.

This skirt doesn't fit as well after I eat.

Is he the one that taught us how to pop people's eyes out?

Its not your hair growing, its your skin shrinking.

You ready? I reckon'

The road is wet therefor my window is gross.

Tell Deborah that

If you want something clean try clorox toilet water.

While Sarah was sleeping.

If you weren't so short, I wouldn't step on it.

Am I going to hit anything? Your face. Oh, you were right.

We had church.

This is a big chocolate shake that gives your cheeks exercise.

Speech access

Hey we drove there

You just don't see a lot of dead shipyards in Utah

Entering Everett

Will you guys stop talking so I can eat?

It is what it is.

My kids are totally going to have full body snow suits

I was thinking one of them would be a garbage bag yet.

Mom's bobbing her head

I like pizza

Is 'some stuff' a group?

You just cut off that truck, mom. No I didn't, he was behind me.

Did you say beating your children again?

If your hair isn't becoming, you should be coming to us.

I thought you were gonna hit that guy, mom. I thought I was too.

Look, Vern Fonk!

Drive around three times, stop, and you're there.

Very worse case is it'll take us right where we want to go.

Oh man, we're gonna die!

The only uphell road in Everett.

I'm just afraid I'm gonna use up all my happy. That's ok, happy multiplies.

Ok you start it. Giggle! Hurry, giggle!

It's ok, we're from Utah.

What are the side effects of a burp, by the way?

I do not throw up government vehicles. That would hurt.

Ferns! Snow covered ferns!

I kind of want to write that, but I kind of don't.

I don't know if I don't know where I'm going.

It was a pink sparkly one.

Amy throw that away before I try to eat it and choke on it.

Hey look, an island!

Mom, I'm gonna cut her hair off. Why? Because it won't actually hurt her, but it'll make me feel better.

Can I just say Bertha? Can't you just call me Nubbins?

Its ok, we're from Utah

Give me a key. I mean my wallet.

Oh my gosh, it's a honey bucket!!

You little ninny? Mom just called you a ninny!

We're not all binding. We're bonding.

Go to the side of him, mom. Don't go through him.

2 Mustang Suit

I'm so glad we came to the water.

Pirates!!!

That looks like a fake seagull.

Clear the decks! There's a storm coming!

She's late to everything!

There's the other purposeful walking guy. He's still purposefully walking.

Cover your mouth when you talk.

That's dumb. It's well ventilated.

I'm primed.

No skating!

Are we slower traffic? 'Cause we're keeping right.

Whoa, it's snowing.

Wait, they have speed limits that high??

This is Whidbey Island as we've never seen it before. White.

We must be from Utah. Why? 'Cause we rolled down the window and its snowing?

That's right, the pillow.

Deborah, I'm sorry I called you a foghorn. That's ok, I still love you.

I forget how to make it so they can't.

There's a fork over there.

They still have Christmas decorations. I like this store!

I'm glad I got this cart to carry my purse.

We can't tell her to write stuff down and then get mad when she's not paying attention while she's writing stuff down.

Attach this to the moose.

I have no idea where I'm going.

Weeeeeee!

Dimsum!

I'm not writing that down.

They clean gutters.

We're playing corners and I forgot and she hit my shoulder.

Shush! I'm writing that down.

Send, text, send! I have one bar! Fly like the wind, bar!

I just got stuck on your coat.

We just got banished from each other!

That's we were both like wooooo!

I swear every time I start laughing I start crying.

Elbow to face contact!

Help! I can't get up!

I don't want to play corners anymore.

Actually, I think I faced your elbow.

That's what she said

That was, like, rag-doll style.

I won't say that because I'm worried that it might upset you.

Deborah, I love you.

Mom needs her steps.

Will you file that please?

I will in a minute, I haven't found my hat yet.

There you go, used candles.

No wonder I'm naked! (Thank you, clothing store sign ;) )

According to facebook, we were only lost for 5 minutes.

I'm not sure about the middle e.

Thanks for sharing that with me, Deborah. It enhanced my experience here on Whidbey Island.

We'll go on the ferry 'cause its more funner.

Stop laughing, 'cause I'll start crying and it will freeze to my face

Dad taught me that.

Maybe I'll wear that shirt on Tuesday.

I only buy silver rings 'cause that way when I take it off it actually comes off instead of staying there.

I pushed on your wipers trying to do cruise control.

You just scared the crap out of me. I didn't know you had that much crap in you to begin with. (this after the bananas had been scared out of her earlier in the day)

Are we gonna hit rush hour again?

I love how we're, like, quoting ourselves.

'Cause even if you turn it off, it flashes.

I would have been afraid to turn around and look.

I just poked myself in the eyeball.

That elephant just kills me.

Recreation next left. I don't blame them.

Does Double Bluff mean they bluffed twice, or that they're bluffing at the same time? Maybe they bluffed twice in the same sentence.

Are we there yet? Yes, get out.

Use-Less Bay

That down.

We've been in that goose. Awkward. Really awkward.

Now when we get back we can just tell everybody MOOSE! (I don't know if anyone remembers what mom was going to say there, so MOOSE!)

What if ferries don't have human-sized bathrooms?

I think we're just closer to it.

The lady from Canada said kilometers.

Done ran out of room.

Deborah Deborah Deborah! I really need you to stop making me laugh!

Yeah, and they're sparkly butt.

Good thing I wrote it down.

Run like the wind, Bullseye!

Sarah, did you find us? No, where did you go?

Mom, did you find us? Hey, I just said that!

Which purple shirt yesterday?

And that's why I wasn't gonna say yes.

Hey, my mom says I'm special.

Do we need to read the list?

I'm talking about the hotel key. But yeah, I do that too.

Thanks for talking me into coming (see Day Two)

I'm practicing locking my door.

It's ok 'cause I'm cute.

A conversation implies two parties. She was listening! You were monologuing.

That's ok. It's one of those "Utah" jokes.

We're the only funny ones.

Ow! Mom hit you.

An albino chocolate lab? That is awesome! I want one of those.

It's really bad when you're the one the band makes fun of.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

Washington Excerpts Day Two

Preface: Today was definitely more eventful than yesterday. Brace yourself.

Did you break in? Yes, I needed water. At least she's not going to the bathroom.

Did you just smack mom in the boob?

Slam your door hard!

We already got British Columbia.

Oh, it's British Columbia too. Lame.

Now I know what it feels like to be you. (I was driving, so Sarah was scribing)

I can't wear sparkly butt at work.

I was just taking care of Amy's sound effects.

That down.

This isn't waterproof.

That's ok we don't live here, we don't have to come back.

My shirt got wetter in here than it did outside!

I haven't done that since Junior High

At least it didn't come up my nose.

Don't write that down.

She can walk back, can't she?

We are not boring, but I still have a tickle in my throat.

What did you want me to do, catch it?

Maybe we should write that down.

I'm not gonna write that down.

I feel really close to my steering wheel right now.

I can't wear that skirt with hairy legs.

I don't know any skirts with hairy legs.

It's raining, there shouldn't be any helicopters.

My eyes are all swollen now and red.

Guys, Guys! We're not that funny!

I think I've used up all my happy for the day.

Man.

I didn't know that lunch could be an aerobic exercise.

I almost pulled a mom.

I don't have a sneaky pocket. Oh shoot, I do!

That's probably why it was on sale.

I forgot my clothes.

So go right, not wrong.

That house is on fire. It had smoke coming out the chimney.

It's ok, we're from Utah.

Mom: You looking at license plates still? Sarah: Idaho!

Come on, stupid! (in reference to a car on the freeway on our way to the wedding)

Every time your hand comes out of your hair, I flinch.

Whisper sweet nothings in my ear.

She has a new quest in life.

The daily journal for the on the go working woman. Why is that funny? It just is.

She was thinking she wanted to engage you in conversation.

We are really good at this game. What game? Exactly.

Don't crash.

I keep thinking I recognize people but I don't because I recognize them from home.

It's like we got here, so they could start.

Maybe the shock of seeing me will induce labor.

Now I'm going to have to spend more coins to get on top again.

I'm gonna shoot for six, but I'm with her.

That down.

It's been a bad bad day. Write that down.

All you needed was a flash mob and you would have had something.

You didn't wave. You didn't either.

We're driving, mom. It's inconvenient and awkward.

Oh, it's just British Columbia.

I don't like you people anymore. It's ok, we never really liked you.

Amy told me I didn't have to.

Mom: He needs work or a helping hand. Here, cut off your hand. Amy: That wouldn't be very helpful.

We had to come to Seattle for it to snow. (Coincidentally, we actually didn't even make it to Seattle because of the snow)

Hey, we drove right there.

They're not from here either. Turn off your lights.

Are you talking about me?

We're over five pages? Write that down.

It's Seattle, everything works when its wet. Even roof fixers.

Sorry it took so long, I had to wait for them to cook the cookies.

Clean up, clean up everybody everywhere, clean up clean up everybody do your share. Write that down.

It's ok, we're from Utah.

I'm your elder, respect me! Ow, boob punch!

Too bad, so sad!

These pants make me feel skinny.

But hey. The worse that could happen is we'll die.

Off I-5 or I-405, take the Alderwood Mall exit.

What's that one? British Columbia. No, it really is.

Sarah's touching me!

I can't believe you guys talked me into this.

They're a lot nicer here than they are in Utah

It is kind of salty. There is an ocean after all.

There is no gas.

Send it to my phone, ok? Oh, you took it on my phone.

Hey, they have the shingles vaccine here.

Put that down. We are dang good.

Chiropractic dentistry. That's weird.

Excuse me. I burped. You can write that down.

Mom's phone is making blinky things.

I have a new purse, so it doesn't really matter.

That's the beauty of the list. They don't know.

That down.

I wrote that down.

Mom, you're not old enough.

No. (Sarah follows with a dirty look)

Diet and a Doctor.

I feel like I have eight different things going through my head right now. And one going down your shirt.

That's because I was burping and I didn't want to.

He can't help it, he was born that way. (speaking of a latino Where's Waldo baby's big ears)(...I don't think he had much control over the outfit, either)

Someone spiked your mashed potatoes.

No. Well... ? No.

I though all my happy was used up today.

I'm ok being a snot.

I'm ok being shot?

That's a hard core stream.

Jacob is so more better than Edward.

She stole her keys out of my purse.

Yes, we sell muscle.

Geez, that scared me to death. I almost died there.

I said us. I never said us involved you.

Stickers have a tendency to do that sometimes.

There's three British Columbia's in a row.

Ok starting right now, whoever talks looses. (This lasted from the time the elevator doors closed until they opened again one floor later)

It's McGee!

Alberta! Don't we already have Alberta? Yeah, but at least it's not British Columbia.

It's ok, we're from Utah.

You don't talk, but you talk with your mouth closed.

I'm just glad I didn't shave my knees!

She's throwing blood at you.

It's Moist!

Washington Excerpts Day One

As a preface, these are things that were decided to be notable, just don't ask for a list of criteria. As the group appointed trip note-taker, I hereby post the following:

Cat on Freeway

Sweater Fuzzies

Cows on a Hill

Deborah Write that Down

That Down

Sarah is Scentimental

Boobie Squish

Cows Walking in a Line

Shetland Pony

University of Phoenix

Cat Roadkill

Firewood

Duck!

Hay! Hey! Hay!

Duck! I saw a road kill duck!

I did not see it, therefore it does not exist. (In reference to a running cow)

Roadkill Raccoon!

Goats!

Holy Cow!

Look! It's Glinda!

At 11:06 we crossed to Oregon from Idaho. Deborah, write that down.

It was 7:25 when we crossed to Idaho.

We left at 5:30 and then mom ran a red light.

I should have flashed the truck driver. (Thanks for that, mom)

And it is 3:14 (2:14 Washington time)

Are we over the bridge yet? My feet are tired.

What ring do you want to get a finger for?

That Down

Amy and Sarah saw the pink on the mountains.

Oh wow, a car on fire.

Look there's Seattle! Oooohh...

There are three sets of zero, then one zero, then 119

Whoa Whoa Whoa!

When you said kinky, I didn't expect it to be followed by neck.