Tuesday, December 29, 2009


I'm officially the woman of the house. That's it.
Me. And the poinsetta bush.
So far I've:
Scraped the sidewalks.
Cooked ham hock and bean soup.
Watered the poinsetta bush. (not afraid to bribe my friends.)
Checked the mail.
Brought in the garbage can.
Reprogrammed the thermostat.
Bought Grandma balloons.
I feel productive.
Soup? Anyone?

Monday, December 28, 2009


If I choose not to believe in it, it doesn't exist, right?

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Reverse Psychology: will it work?

My mother has recently discovered that I have feet issues. Don't like them, don't touch them, don't like them to be touched, etc. The more I think about one of the gifts that I received under the Christmas tree (signed, from Bigfoot), the more I laugh-at her and the gift. She got me a stress relieving foot scrub and cream from Bath and Body Works. It's name is Tranquil Mint. She told me "it's stress relieving! and is to be used daily! so we can break you in slowly!" Good grief. Oh my mother.

Thursday, December 24, 2009


While I was in DC last spring we stopped at the Old Post Office. It was a beautiful building with some of the greatest views I have ever seen of the city. It is no long an actual post office. The basement is some sort of touristy mall and while we were there, there was a stage set up with a jazz band. There was a mini-museum inside the tower where I learned something that I think I may have already known.

The United States Postal Service is slowly becoming obselete. It is being replaced slowly by the eco-friendly world of electronic mail. I approve. And yet, it saddens me. This year, I ordered some gifts (that are no larger than a greeting card) for a few friends online. Ignoring the recommendation to us UPS rather than USPS, I chose USPS because I thought it was well ahead (5 days) of the their recommended deadline in order for things to arrive before Christmas. I've actually really enjoyed the online tracking that they have given me. And I'm beginning to understand a little more about why USPS is becoming obselete.
Detailed Results:
*Processed through Sort Facility, December 20, 2009, 7:00 am, PHOENIX, AZ 85043
*Processed through Sort Facility, December 21, 2009, 11:07 pm, DENVER, CO 80217
*Processed through Sort Facility, December 23, 2009, 5:23 pm, SALT LAKE CITY, UT 84199
Denver? Really? Last time I checked, the quickest route between two locations is a straight line. Last time I checked, Denver was not part of a straight line between Salt Lake and Phoenix. Last time I checked, both Phoeniex and Salt Lake were major cities with postal processing units. At any rate, I'm not mad, angry, or even frustrated. I'm just fascinated. And glad that I'm not going to see these particular friends until next week.

***8 hours later: my expected package arrived.

Monday, December 21, 2009

I took my parents and grandmother out to look at Christmas lights tonight. During the middle of the Amazing Grace light spectacular, Dad got a phone call from my brother. He had just received the results from his last CPA exam. He graduated 8 months ago and has officially passed all 6 of his CPA exams. Congrats Squeeg! We're proud.

Friday, December 18, 2009

You know what makes me happy? Cheese. I really like gouda. Smoked gouda. I also really like the fact that I can go to Harmon's, talk to my friends Steve (the bread guy) and Alex (the cheese guy), and walk away with all the necessary parts for a perfect grilled cheese sandwich. I also love the fact that I can introduce Grandma and Mary Ellen and Myrnie to the fabulous stuff and have them actually eat and enjoy it. Cheese. Who know it was so wonderful?

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

couldn't be happier...

I will freely give WICKED the rights to the title of this entry, however, WICKED has absolutely nothing to do with the happiness that I am currently experiencing. Mother Nature threw me a bone and it snowed on my birthday. I was able to spend the day with good friends and family and enjoy food and company to last at least until next year.
I'd like to announce that I've officially/unofficially finished my Christmas shopping. I have something for everyone (except my nephew [which I find ridiculously ironic considering he should be the easiest to shop for]). Shopping for Grandma has been more (and less) difficult than originally anticipated and I have laughed more at her gift than any other. After the sub-zero (literally) cold spell we had a few weeks ago, I broke out my trusty hot water bottle. Grandma got jealous. Her's met it's unfortunate demise a few years back. TA DA!!! Stroke of genius. I could get Grandma a hot water bottle. She had looked rather envious when I showed her my Chilean bottle complete with fleece bag to cover it so it won't get too hot (or cold). Finding the fleece was super easy-however, the bottle itself proved to be a bit more complicated. I ended up at the local WALGREEN's at 9:00pm on Monday night. Having walked the aisles for 20 minutes, the bottle was procured and I proceeded to the check out counter to meet Anthony. Oh Anthony. He looked about 16, but knowing my estimation capabilities...he was probably 18-skinny jeans, shaggy hair, and all. He looked closely at the box and read out loud, "Latex Free Hot Water Bottle."
I said, "Yup. It's what Grandma wants for Christmas."
"A latex free hot water bottle?"
My response: "I don't think she really cares whether it's latex-free or not. It's all you have back there."
"Well, I guess ROCKBAND doesn't really apply to Grandma does it?"
"No. Not really."
I made my way quickly and quietly to my car and laughed out loud. Literally. I couldn't drive.
I have absolutely no idea why I found it to be so funny. Apparently, I'm looking for the small blessings. I think it might have to do with the fact that I played ROCKBAND with 3 cousins last year on Christmas Eve and I've never seen my grandmother look so bored. It could be the fact that she blatantly announced that she doesn't like entertainment from "my generation." "Her generation" is more enjoyable. I guess there's a generational gap.
I guess I just feel blessed.
It's been a good month. Snow. Birthday. Snow shoes. Muppet Christmas Carol. Egg Nog. Hot water bottles. Family. Phone calls. My family will all be here by this time next week. Really what more could I ask for? I really have enough that I can spare and share. I don't think that I could be happier.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Me parece...

It appears to me that I have more Chilean in me than I originally thought. It's cold and it's dark so I'm going to bed. What else would I do? My favorite Chilean part of all of this is the fact that I'm going to bed with my guatero* for the first time since my mission. I'm saddened by the fact that I really forgot the glory of one, but I'm currently adding it to my list of blessings for the day (and there are a plethora). Good night and farewell.

*hot water bottle

Monday, December 7, 2009

today is the day...

I know. It's way past my bedtime, but I have to announce 2 things. Today is the day that:
1) I lengthened 2 pairs of pants. That means I now have 2 more pairs that I can wear on non-"wear your pajamas to work" days.
2) I diffused a family misnomer. Actually, I think Grandma did. Since I was a freshman in college, I've been getting the "I was married by the time I was your age" comments from my grandmother. I recently learned that she was not as concerned as I originally perceived. While Grandpa was in the hospital, recovering from anesthesia, he told my cousin that I needed to get a job in the athletics office on campus, so that one of the big athletes could sweep me off my feet. I soon thereafter learned that he was the one that was concerned for my well-being. Today we found actual, physical proof. Grandma has been cleaning out Grandpa's office and found something AMAZING today. Random excerpts from a book called HOW TO MAKE A MAN FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU. Because of the previously mentioned pants, I haven't had the necessary time to fully appreciate the glory that is paper-clipped before me. I'll keep you posted. I just wanted to leave you with a few of the affirmations found on page 29.
I, ____________ ____________, am about to find the man I want.
I, ____________ ____________, deserve all the love I am entitled to, and I will find it soon.
I, ____________ ____________, am about to have a wonderful loving relationship with a man who really loves me as much as I love him.
I hope they work for you all as much as they will work for me. Don't you worry...more goodness to come.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

one of the hardest things to realize is that someday is right now.

It's December 3rd, 2009. I woke up this morning and the thermometer on my computer read 12 degrees. That sounds about right for December in Utah. My only grievance is the fact that it 12 degrees with NO SNOW!!! I'm having a hard time dealing with December because there isn't white stuff on the ground. That does not change the fact that tomorrow is December 4th and the day after that is December 5th and 25 days after that is January 1st, 2010. I've had a realization. As a little girl, I dreamed of where I am now. Now, I dream of where I will be 5-10 years from now. It's no wonder that I feel like I missed August, September, October, and November of this year. I don't really remember taking the time to appreciate it.
Here are my most recent blessings:
*Flowers from a secret admirer.
*My strawberries didn't freeze until Thanksgiving.
*Random emails, phone calls, and texts.
*Weather cold enough that the car DOESN'T frost over.
Things I'll do in the next month to continue to appreciate it ALL.
~Take Grandma out for my birthday.
~Incorporate 'schmaltzy' into my vocabulary. (it's a family thing)
~Gum. not. M&M's.
One step at a time, I WILL accept the fact that SOMEDAY is NOW!