Every now and then I like to throw some odd bits and pieces together for you. Here you go.
You might say that I'm risk averse, and I am. But mostly I just like to do things where it doesn't matter if you make a mistake. That's why I'm not a dancer because if you make a mistake as a dancer you fall over.
These are the best shows from the olden days for kids: The Muppets, Space Ghost, Electric Company, Sesame Street, Looney Tunes, Schoolhouse Rock, Little House on the Prairie, and Danger Mouse. If I had to choose only one of those, I would choose Danger Mouse. I'm sure there are more.
I would rather have you not read my blog than have you just skim it.
Christian has a bag for his laptop which was made for women and is called the "Christina Bagilera."
Wallace Stegner once said, "Any life will provide the material for writing, if it is attended to." Easy for Wallace Stegner to say.
All my favorite radio voices have speech impediments.
A few years ago we stopped over night in Las Vegas on our way to Disneyland. In the morning we decided that Christian would pick up breakfast for us while I stayed in the hotel room with the kids. Sam made the case for this arrangement: "Dad should go to protect Mom from the harsh casino world."
There was a kid on This American Life (the TV show) who was afraid to ever love because he wanted to spare himself the pain of losing love. In the end he said, "If I could find a portal into another world then it might be worth it." I often wonder about that kid.
I love this quote from Brigham Young about Joseph Smith, "I knew Joseph was a human being and subject to err, still it was none of my business to look after his faults. . . He was called of God; God dictated him, and if he had a mind to leave him to himself and let him commit an error, that was no buisness of mine. . . He was God's servant, and not mine." Except the only thing is that I really do consider it my business to look after people's faults. I just really like doing that.
In the summer we used to cut off our pants to make shorts. I even had cut-off polyester pants. One summer I went to visit my dad in South Carolina. I wore my cut-off shorts the first couple of days. On the third day I brought out a pair of "real" shorts--hot pink overall shorts made by Calabash. They were cute. In fact, they were my best outfit. My stepmother gushed over them but I didn't take it as a compliment. I took it as an insult to my cut-off polysters.
Whenever a woman describes herself as a "_______ girl," (for example, "Water-only girl, sunshine girl, high heels girl, organic girl, etc.) it always means that she thinks she is better than you.
What is it that draws hoarders to downtown Provo?
I like it when Hispanics call all diapers "Pampers." It sounds cool.
I wish I couldn't sleep with dishes in the sink. But I can. And I do.
Ben told the other kids that when I was young people used to drink water out of rivers.
Now that the 80s are back in style, will that also mean the return of the lavish banquet upheaval which was so popular in John Hughes movies and INXS videos? I wonder.
Have you noticed that Paul Mitchell looks exactly like one of the villains in Superman who gets put into the glass triangle? No one ever mentions it--it's a huge elephant in the room, IMHO.
I saw The Adjustment Bureau over the weekend. I love the premise but it's just not as cool as I wanted it to be. It's hard to define what makes something cool but here's an example: Being in the secret service is cool. It's especially cool when you get to boss the president around. What makes it cool is 1)You are acting selflessly in order to protect him. 2) He has a lot of power. 3) Black and white suits are always cool on thin people. (It's elusive, I know.)
Another thing that is cool and that I always like is when people--an alliance--stand back to back in a circle to defend themselves.
Unfortunately, with kids it is not the thought that counts. You actually have to do stuff.
Maybe these odds and ends sound more like tweets, texts, or status updates. I don't know. What can I say? I'm just a blog girl!