Oh, the horror.

Today I went through a grueling experience I'd hoped to never go through again. I babysat.

The reason for this is because my father oh so generously volunteered me to do it so that he could take the mother out on a little date. and he did so before informing me about it. Thank you father.

There were two 6 month old twins. When we got there my dad handed one twin to me and she then proceeded to pinch all of my arm fat in her chubby little fist over and over again. and boy did she have nails. I knew then that it was going to be a long 4 hours.

Thankfully I had Katie with me, who babysits almost every weekend, compared to my lifetime average of around 4 times. And that was at least 7 years ago. My father laughingly remarked that I looked completely out of my element. Yeah, laugh it up chuckles....you'll be paying for this for months to come.

The reason it was so horrid is that both babies would not. stop. crying. Once one of them started, it would get the other going and vice versa. It didn't matter what we did to try and soothe them. At one point Katie went to make bottles for them and she handed her crying baby to me so that I now had two screaming infants squirming about on my lap. It was then that I knew I would not have children for a very very long time. and hopefully never twins. Parents-I don't know how you did it with Amanda and me.

They were perfectly happy for about the last 20 minutes so that when the mother came home she thought they were darling little angels. Katie and I were exhausted and covered in baby spit and formula. Our clothes are in the washer now.

Never again!

These boots are made for walkin'

Today I went against all my principles and did what I vowed I would never do.

I bought a pair of boots.

No longer can I silently make fun of those who own boots. No longer can I judge people who wear them around. I have crossed over to the other side. I'm one of them now. Soon I'll get a newsletter.

I couldn't help it though, they were so beautiful! As soon as I laid eyes on them, I knew. We were destined to be together.

Plus they were only $30. That's $70 cheaper than their original price! It was meant to be.

Will you do me a favor?

Today Amanda Katie David and I headed out to Target for a little Christmas shopping. (correction from David who is reading over my shoulder as I type this - it is not Target, it is Tar-jet) Sitting in the backseat with David, he looked over at me, stretched his leg out and asked me the following question.

D: Hey will you do me a favor? Will you feel my leg? It has muscle.

After looking at him with an expression I hope conveyed the disgust I felt at the thought of feeling up his leg, he then proceeded to take his own hand and squeeze his "muscle" multiple times with a heavenly expression on his face. Then he turned to Amanda in the front seat.

D: Hey Amanda give it a squeeze.
A: No.
D: Come on! I helped you shave your legs.
Me: WHAT?! You helped her shave her legs?
D: NO! I felt her shaved legs.
Me: Ohhhh. Got it.

As I write this now I cannot understand why I accepted that fact so readily. I am still unsure of the circumstances that led to David caressing Amanda's smooth shaved legs.

And now as I write this David is talking out loud to himself - "I cannot remember now if it was Amanda or Mom....I think maybe it was actually mom...."

CREEPY!!!

I talked to Seth tonight and he told me he was worried about me meeting his family over New Years because they are "clinically insane," according to him.

. . . . . I think I will be fine.

Super Happy Fun Crazy Cosmic Brownie Super Adventure

The boys made another movie for the Ward Talent Show and I got to help a little bit.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LfyVZ2FNmgI

Enjoy.

And now for a little rant

So today I am studying for my Intro to Anatomy and Human Physiology class, and I come upon this little question.

6. Explain how the goblet cells and ciliated cells in the pseudostratified columnar epithelium lining the trachea and bronchi work together to keep the respiratory passageways clean.

...... WHAT???

This is generally my reaction to all the questions I've read, but this particular one made me want to lay down and cry.

And since I have changed my emphasis, I no longer need this class. It is very hard to find the motivation to at least get a good grade on the final so I don't bring my GPA down. Very. Hard.

Storytime

The Pickles
This morning I opened my refrigerator to find a jar of pickles sitting on my shelf with a ribbon tied around it. I was rather confused at the unexpected gift since I thoroughly hate pickles. I took it out. I inspected it. I came to the conclusion that it was a cruel joke from my boyfriend Seth, who knows that I hate pickles. He loves them and is always trying to persuade me to eat them. Indignantly I walked over to my roommate Meagan and showed them to her and said Look what Seth left in the fridge for me as a joke! Ridiculous!
Then she looked up at me and said quietly, Umm..... I think those are for me.

And it was then that I suddenly realized that the whole world does not revolve around me.

Time stopped. My whole life came crashing down around me. I sat on the floor and moaned.

Ok, actually I just laughed and said Thank Goodness! and returned the pickles to the fridge.

The old man
Today at work two old men came into the store. One had a cane, the other had a fedora. They were like the perfect old men. The first knew exactly what he wanted, ordered, and then told me to give his friend whatever he wanted, and that it would probably have caramel in it. I said ok.
The second old man stepped up. He decided he wanted kit-kats in his ice cream. and then he paused and said Do you think it would taste all right if you put some caramel in there as well? I shrugged and said Sure, I think it would be just fine.
He then smiled a huge grin and proclaimed, I got a sweet tooth, sweety!!! This was followed by hysterical laughing on his part.

I love my job!

p.s. If you really want to know, the pickles for Meagan were from another roommate since they both share a love of pickles. Also, they were on my side of the fridge and not Meagans. Hence the mistake.