Slack Jawed

It has just come to my attention that I am in fact a stare-er. I guess I have just lived in denial most of my life, but there is no refuting the reality that I like to stare. Sometimes I stare into nothingness just to relax my brain, but most of the time I just stare at people.

Example:

Yesterday at lunch a mother was disciplining her not so quite child in a not so quiet way. I was so immersed in what was happening that I didn't notice that my mouth was slack and open and that I was just starring at this poor women. Jill's laughing brought me back to our conversation, and helped me realize that I have a lil' bit of a staring problem.

So to those of you who I have stared at, I'm sorry it's unconscious and apparently very relaxing!

Barren Thumb

With the change in weather a few weeks back, I got the sudden urge to plant something. Having grown up with a mother like mine I learned about lawn care and gardening before I learned to walk. I believed I would never find pleasure in the menial task of keeping a garden (I have had far too many blisters from weeding to find joy in it). However, after a long hiatus, I have found myself perusing the gardening section at the local smith's market place envisioning green herbs, beautiful smelling flowers, and ripened produce in my small plot of land.

As it has been too cold to really start anything outside I thought I would start some herb planters in the house. I planted, I watered, I watched, I watered some more....and then...Nothing! This fact became irrelevant this past Sunday when my planters met a quick and untimely end.

I had put the planters on a cookie sheet near our living room window for sunlight. As Roy was searching for something he stumbled back into my helpless plants (or in this case barren seeds in potting soil).

So there it is: my humble efforts ended up in the vacuum bag, but I am determined and will not be thwarted. I will start anew next Sat. and hope that I actually produce more than just twelve lil' pots of wet dirt.

Beannachtaí na Féile Pádraig!

St. Patrick's Day blessings to all me heads!

Being a gingernut I must show my Irish pride. May you be blith and bonny this day, and stay away from those undie grundies.

and remember:

It is often that a person's mouth broke his nose.

Irish Proverb

you got something in you teeth

What do you do when you see something that is potentially very embarrassing for someone? There are those who try and ignore the awkwardness, and then there are those who politely mention the unpleasant fact to the person. I admit that most times I fall into the group that acts completely oblivious to food in the teeth, toilet paper on the shoe, something on your butt, and the most dreaded of all...the cliffhanger (loose burger). I inevitably wish people would tell me if I had something uncouth about my person no matter how unpleasant. So it stands to reason that I return the favor. Last night I had my chance, but it was taken from me. I was at New Beginnings in our ward and a lady walked into the packed room with the back of her skirt stuffed into her Nylons. Oh I felt so embarrassed for her, but she was too quick for me to stop her. She unfortunately made it to the front of the room before anyone told her. Having done the whole skirt tucked into my tights thing several years ago in primary, I can only imagine how this lady felt. So tell people...get the unpleasantness out of the way early so they're not walking around all day with food on their face or their zipper undone. They will appreciate it in the long run...I think

tagged by association

1. What time did you get up this morning? 7:00, I think this whole getting up before the sun thing is crap. 8:30 on the weekends.
2. What do you usually have for breakfast? I'm usually a quick bowl of cereal girl myself, but I like a good fried egg on sunday mornings.
3. What is your favorite CD at the moment? 311 "don't tread on me"
4. What kind of car do you drive? FRAN who just happens to be a 2002 Honda Civic, what a cutie!
5. Favorite sandwich? Ham and Turkey Club. YUM!
6. Favorite item of clothing? Jill I will have to agree with you a hoodie is the most comfy of any article of clothing along with a great pair of jeans.
7. If you could go anywhere in the world for a vacation, where would you go? I would love to go to New Zealand and Australia and do some surfing
8. What color is your bathroom? Kind of this nasty off white...yellowish color.
9. Where would you retire? Scotland
10. Most memorable birthday? 26th thanks to my crazy husband!
11. Favorite sport to watch? Nothing better than watching football in the fall.
12. Are you a morning person or a night person? I was a night person before I got married, but Roy wont make it past 9:00 so I end up following his sleeping habits.
13. What is your shoe size? 6
14. Pets? would like a dog one day when we have room.
15. What did you want to be when you were little? a Dr. was at the top of the list, but also a tv cook...don't ask me why. I hate cooking now.
16. What are you today? Office assistant
7. What is your favorite candy? TWIX all the way (one thing that Roy and I agree about).
18. Your favorite flower? Calalillies
19. What is a day on the calendar you are looking forward to? March 29th. (Roy's first race of the season.)
20. What are you listening to right now? chantal kareviazuk: Feels like home
21. What is the last thing you ate? baked potatoe and yes I have to admit... a JR. bacon cheesburger.
22. Do you wish on stars? no, but I love to watch them during summer nights.
23. What faith are you? LDS
24. Who was the last person you spoke with on the phone? Roy, my guy checking in with me.
25. Hair Color? Red, but if your want to be technical strawberry blonde.
26. Name of your favorite school teacher? Mrs. Reid. My 3rd grade teacher who showed me how much fun reading could be.
27. Chocolate or vanilla? like them both, but more often than not CHOCOLATE
28. When was the last time you cried? Monday
29. What is under your bed? storage totes and some free wheeling socks
30. What did you do last night? Cleaned my kitchen, did some laundry, painted a sign, cooked dinner, and yes watched American Idol
31. Favorite smell? Fresh rain, summer nights, and clean sheets
32. What are you afraid of? Spiders, unpredictability, not making people happy
33. How many towns have you lived in? 5: Denver CO., Victoria TX., SoJo UT., Logan UT., WeJo UT.
34. Do you make friends easily? I make friends easily, but I don't make a lot of them.

PICKLES

I realize that I may be risking social suicide, (not that I really care) but let me tell you lately I have just been loving pickles. I'm not just talking about a pickle here or there along with a sandwich or what not, but just plain whole pickles 2-3 at a time. Weird right?... I know, but this can't be helped because I just love that briny goodness. In fact I love them so much that a great majority of the time they are my choice of movie treat. Yeah I know I'm that girl that's gnawing on the pickle in front of you smelling up the whole theater, but yeah I don't care because awhhh it's so GOOD!

This tidbit isn't really that important or rather that interesting, but It is something that is completely me at the moment and that is really what this is all about.

Oh just before I have to clarify or justify (Jill you know this is for you) I'm not pregnant. People can eat pickles and not be pregnant...perhaps I'm just rediscovering my fondness for pickles.

One last side note for those of you who frequent the West Jordan stomping grounds. One of the best business signs is the "Dill Rental" sign. It simply has the name next to a green lumpy object, which we can all assume is supposed to be a pickle...Classic! I think I point it out every time I drive past it. It's never not funny!

check it out: http://www.dillrental.com/

Iditarod fame

I just have to add this quick lil' notice. I don't normally follow the Iditarod, but this year I curiously made my way over to their website to check it out and follow the race. As I was perusing through the list of mushers I was shocked to find someone I recognized. The single musher from UT just happened to be my natural disasters professor @ USU. If any of you took a geology class you may have had Sue Morgan. And if you were lucky enough to have her say Tsunami than you'll understand why she is particularly memorable. There was also the famous microphone experience that I will not share here, but if your interested I'll divulge at another time and place.

Anyways I thought this discovery worthy of a blog spot (even as small as it is). Catch a glimpse of Prof. Morgan here-

http://www.iditarod.com/race/musherprofiles/musherbio_207.html

Drug Dilemma

Today's thought is more of a rant than anything, but I just have to say it! For the last several months I have had serious issues with a certain grocery store's pharmacy...lets just call it "Albert & Sons". Everytime I go in, what they say will only take 15 min. quickly turns into and hour. So there I am standing between the old man who can barely stand and the mother holding the infant that is tired, sick, and crying. It appears obvious to me that these people need to get their stuff and go home, but this does not seem to bother the one pharmasist and the slow tech that are talking to the current customer about his cat, while they look around for his prescription that they have misplaced.
I fully confess I had know idea that I would be so bugged by this type of situation, but it just drives me crazy. Despite my complete annoyance, I have a bad habit of going back hoping that it will be different...I'm always dissapointed. So for the sake of my sanity and the safety of the people at "Albert & Sons" I declare a search for a new pharmacy. At the moment though, I take Seinfeld's veiw of pharmasists.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yI6KdYdqrcA

If you have any suggestions for a good pharmasist let me know!