Hey, long time no talk.
I actually have a moment. I haven't stopped moving for two weeks. This is the first day that I don't have anything totally pressing to do. I plan to stay in my jammies... until school tonight anyways.
So I'm finally ready to talk about what has been keeping me so busy. We started a telecommunications company. There isn't too much to say about it but it's been a lot of work to set everything up and get it going. It's been a real learning experience. We started it about two months ago and since then some things have been sliding... like this site. Sorry. I'll do my best for now and then once this semester is over maybe I can post more. It's a lack of brain power than it is time. I just can't quiet my head enough to focus on what I want to say.
Connor is growing like a weed! He has been sleeping a ton and waking up taller everyday, I swear. He weighs about 38 pounds and is about 39ish inches tall. It's hard to measure his height because he won't stand still. And he has gotten very very bouncy. He doesn't walk anymore, he bounces. He does this weird straight legged skip thing. Boing. Boing. Boing. He cracks me up. He is also into the stage where he is getting into absolutely everything. I can't turn my eyes away for even a second and he's in the pantry, or the fridge, or outside, or in the game/ crayon closet making a huge mess. His favorite movies are Robots and Polar Express.
Maddy is doing great too. She is about to lose her first top tooth. Should fall out any second. I've made her promise to stop sucking her thumb when it falls out. Hopefully she does. She loves to read. We are currently reading "Ramona the Brave". Last chapter tonight. She just got her offical report card and she got all 3's. (3s are the best). But we already knew that. She's just getting so big. I can't believe it.
Monday, March 30, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Adventures in the bedroom
It's not as fun as it sounds...
We were wandering around Costco Friday night and saw the perfect bed. It was everything we have been looking for in a bed. It's a California king sleigh bed, dark cherry... and best of all... way affordable. But it was the very last one. Since I'm not one to impulse drop a couple of hundred bucks on an impulse we went home. We checked around online for the brand and similar beds to see if it really was the amazing deal we thought. It was. Everything else we saw online was about 3 times as much.
So Saturday morning we head over there to get it. (Yay a bed!) Drag the thing upstairs and Larry puts it together. We go to lay the box spring in it and it doesn't fit. It's too wide. Well, crap! Come to find out that, despite what we have thought for years, we do not have a California King sized bed. We have a regular king size. Which explains why we can't keep sheets on the dang thing! Why that didn't raise a red flag a few years ago, I don't know.
So Larry comes up with the plan to buy a California king sized box spring and then just put our old mattress on it. It will be a little wide, and a little short, but not enough that it will really matter. Then we can buy a new mattress when we have the money. Fine, great.
Larry calls every mattress store in a 30 mile radius and not one has California king box springs in stock. So we decide to modify our current box spring to fit inside the new bed. And by modify I mean cut a two inch section out and then nail it back together.
So that's what Larry did. He took it into the garage and sawed and hammered for about an hour. Took it back upstairs and it fits. So now we have a king sized mattress in a Califoria king bed on a box spring that is neither. haha.
We were wandering around Costco Friday night and saw the perfect bed. It was everything we have been looking for in a bed. It's a California king sleigh bed, dark cherry... and best of all... way affordable. But it was the very last one. Since I'm not one to impulse drop a couple of hundred bucks on an impulse we went home. We checked around online for the brand and similar beds to see if it really was the amazing deal we thought. It was. Everything else we saw online was about 3 times as much.
So Saturday morning we head over there to get it. (Yay a bed!) Drag the thing upstairs and Larry puts it together. We go to lay the box spring in it and it doesn't fit. It's too wide. Well, crap! Come to find out that, despite what we have thought for years, we do not have a California King sized bed. We have a regular king size. Which explains why we can't keep sheets on the dang thing! Why that didn't raise a red flag a few years ago, I don't know.
So Larry comes up with the plan to buy a California king sized box spring and then just put our old mattress on it. It will be a little wide, and a little short, but not enough that it will really matter. Then we can buy a new mattress when we have the money. Fine, great.
Larry calls every mattress store in a 30 mile radius and not one has California king box springs in stock. So we decide to modify our current box spring to fit inside the new bed. And by modify I mean cut a two inch section out and then nail it back together.
So that's what Larry did. He took it into the garage and sawed and hammered for about an hour. Took it back upstairs and it fits. So now we have a king sized mattress in a Califoria king bed on a box spring that is neither. haha.
Saturday, March 7, 2009
The future Mr. Whiskers
We have a kitten that is trying to adopt us. He keeps showing up in the backyard and running into the house when I open the door to leave. I even found him in the van one day. And he did NOT get into the van because I unknowingly left two doors wide open for hours on end. So don't even think that.
One day I hear him meowing his head off in the backyard so I go out there to scare him away. But unfortunately he isn't very good at running away. I go out there and clap my hands and yell at him. He ran around the yard a bit but never actually tried to leave. Then he cornered himself behind the wheelbarrow. I bent down afraid he was going to try to scratch the heck out of me but he didn't. I grabbed him and he's so sweet. So so sweet. He didn't try to get away from me or anything. I walked him through the house and set him free in the front yard.
But that was not the last of him.
Connor and I were eating lunch in the back yard and he popped over the fence. Clearly in search of a peanut butter and jelly treat. He was so persistent that we had to go inside to finish our sandwiches. Of course trying to get in the door with a plate in each hand and hungry kitten at your feet is tough to do. Again, I had to walk him through the house and let him go in the front yard.
I felt bad. I wanted to just go ahead and let him eat the sandwich, poor little thing. But I CAN NOT feed him. I think he's persistent now. Wait til he gets a taste of my cooking.
One day I hear him meowing his head off in the backyard so I go out there to scare him away. But unfortunately he isn't very good at running away. I go out there and clap my hands and yell at him. He ran around the yard a bit but never actually tried to leave. Then he cornered himself behind the wheelbarrow. I bent down afraid he was going to try to scratch the heck out of me but he didn't. I grabbed him and he's so sweet. So so sweet. He didn't try to get away from me or anything. I walked him through the house and set him free in the front yard.
But that was not the last of him.
Connor and I were eating lunch in the back yard and he popped over the fence. Clearly in search of a peanut butter and jelly treat. He was so persistent that we had to go inside to finish our sandwiches. Of course trying to get in the door with a plate in each hand and hungry kitten at your feet is tough to do. Again, I had to walk him through the house and let him go in the front yard.
I felt bad. I wanted to just go ahead and let him eat the sandwich, poor little thing. But I CAN NOT feed him. I think he's persistent now. Wait til he gets a taste of my cooking.
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
Alarming
I went to CVS yesterday to fill Maddy's asthma prescription. In the back near the pharmacy they have a set of swinging doors, like saloon doors. (Side note: Did they just never close the old west saloon? That type of door design doesn't seem very secure, and their customer base wasn't exactly trust worthy. I believe "gun slinger" was a common adjective. It's curious.) On the door is big sign that says "Do not open! Alarm will sound!" But of course warnings like that are lost on a 3 year old. Not only is the sign two feet above his head but he can't read.
So in true Connor fashion he gave it a great big push with one hand as he walked confindently by. And I'm telling you they are not lying about the alarm sounding. It sounded. Loudly. I only half heartedly apologized because seriously, if you are going to alarm a door you might want to have it latch. At least. Jeeze.
But it reminded me of a time when I was pregnant with Connor. We had gone to the zoo lights with my brother in law and his family. Afterwards we went to Chick-a-lay (as Connor says) and my nephew took the cover off the fire alarm and set it off. So you know, it happens. I know I'm not the only one.
Oh, and just to note... Connor has slept throught the night two nights in a row and woke up dry. I don't think I will have to buy diapers ever again!
So in true Connor fashion he gave it a great big push with one hand as he walked confindently by. And I'm telling you they are not lying about the alarm sounding. It sounded. Loudly. I only half heartedly apologized because seriously, if you are going to alarm a door you might want to have it latch. At least. Jeeze.
But it reminded me of a time when I was pregnant with Connor. We had gone to the zoo lights with my brother in law and his family. Afterwards we went to Chick-a-lay (as Connor says) and my nephew took the cover off the fire alarm and set it off. So you know, it happens. I know I'm not the only one.
Oh, and just to note... Connor has slept throught the night two nights in a row and woke up dry. I don't think I will have to buy diapers ever again!
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Picture drama
After we got back from Disneyland I bought a big, huge collage frame and was going to fill it using pictures from our trip. I had a coupon code for 75 free prints from Snapfish, so I ordered everything I thought I could use. I needed more.
So like a week ago I ordered the 4 more pics I needed from Walmart. Because I am exceedingly cheap I decided to save the 2 fricken dollars for one hour prints and have them shipped to the store. I know it was only $2, but I figured I could wait a couple of days.
Today I went to pick up my pictures. I was disappointed to see that they were damaged. One was folded in half and the other three had been bent. Two separate envelopes, both damaged. I point it out to the lady. She makes a phone call and then comes back and tells me that I have to call the number on "whatever website I ordered them from". I ordered them from Walmart! But that's besides the point. I took my damaged pictures and went home to call customer service. But there is no number, only an email address. Not acceptable.
So I take my receipt I had printed out back to Walmart. Of course it's the same customer service person and I tell her that I would like to speak to a manager about my damaged pictures.
She says "She already told me there was nothing we could do since you ordered them online."
"Well, I'd like to speak with her." I tell her. She calls over the loud speaker for a manager and I step about 5 steps away to wait.
While waiting on someone else the customer service person continues to tell me how there is nothing they can do. But now she has to practically yell because I've moved away and am not even facing her. "We can't give you a refund because you ordered them online!!" she yells at me. I pretend not to hear her.
Finally a manager comes up and I give her my receipt and show her my folded pictures. She takes my receipt and leaves. She comes back like 10 minutes later and hands the customer service rep a copy of my receipt and tells her to refund my money.
HA!
Surprisingly, it is that girl's break time right that very second. She simply must go to break before she can return my pictures. So someone else had to come and give me back my two dollars.
I ended up ordering one hour prints from Costco. At this point I really don't want to wait another week for my pictures. Larry takes me down there with the idea that he would drop me off at the door and then take the van to get gas. I would pick up my pictures and meet him back in the front. But the second I get out of the van and he starts to drive away I realize that I don't have my wallet. Grr. And since he didn't see me running down the Costco parking lot trying to flag down the van I walk over and stand in the shade next to a couple who was sitting on a flat cart with their new flat screen TV.
Costco was pretty busy and I'm just standing there watching the people. In the aisle right in front of us there is a minivan waiting for someone right in the front spot to leave. The guy was taking forever but I really didn't pay much attention. So the guy finally backs out of his spot and before the minivan can pull in an old man zips from the other way and takes the spot. I honestly think he didn't see the minivan waiting. Anyways, the lady lost it. She lays on the horn which is what caught mine and the other couple's attention. Then she gets out and starts yelling at the old guy. I couldn't hear what she was saying but she was waving her arms all around and pointing to her van. I hear him say "I didn't see you." and he starts to walk away. She gets in her van and is yelling out the window at him "I hope your satisfied!!".
As the old guy is walking past me this other lady comes up to him and says "There's no common nature anymore is there?" I assume she meant common decency. And this other lady hangs out her window and starts yelling at the lady talking to the guy. "Stay out of it lady you don't even know what's going on! You didn't see what happened!" And they start getting into it. Yelling at each other back and forth about it. Whoever was driving the van is trying to drive away and the other lady is following along and the two ladies are screaming full on at each other.
Meanwhile the old guy just went on with his business. Me and the other couple just start laughing and people are asking us what happened and we are telling the whole story to a bunch of people.
Then Larry came back from getting gas and we went in and I finally got our pictures. Quite the drama!
So like a week ago I ordered the 4 more pics I needed from Walmart. Because I am exceedingly cheap I decided to save the 2 fricken dollars for one hour prints and have them shipped to the store. I know it was only $2, but I figured I could wait a couple of days.
Today I went to pick up my pictures. I was disappointed to see that they were damaged. One was folded in half and the other three had been bent. Two separate envelopes, both damaged. I point it out to the lady. She makes a phone call and then comes back and tells me that I have to call the number on "whatever website I ordered them from". I ordered them from Walmart! But that's besides the point. I took my damaged pictures and went home to call customer service. But there is no number, only an email address. Not acceptable.
So I take my receipt I had printed out back to Walmart. Of course it's the same customer service person and I tell her that I would like to speak to a manager about my damaged pictures.
She says "She already told me there was nothing we could do since you ordered them online."
"Well, I'd like to speak with her." I tell her. She calls over the loud speaker for a manager and I step about 5 steps away to wait.
While waiting on someone else the customer service person continues to tell me how there is nothing they can do. But now she has to practically yell because I've moved away and am not even facing her. "We can't give you a refund because you ordered them online!!" she yells at me. I pretend not to hear her.
Finally a manager comes up and I give her my receipt and show her my folded pictures. She takes my receipt and leaves. She comes back like 10 minutes later and hands the customer service rep a copy of my receipt and tells her to refund my money.
HA!
Surprisingly, it is that girl's break time right that very second. She simply must go to break before she can return my pictures. So someone else had to come and give me back my two dollars.
I ended up ordering one hour prints from Costco. At this point I really don't want to wait another week for my pictures. Larry takes me down there with the idea that he would drop me off at the door and then take the van to get gas. I would pick up my pictures and meet him back in the front. But the second I get out of the van and he starts to drive away I realize that I don't have my wallet. Grr. And since he didn't see me running down the Costco parking lot trying to flag down the van I walk over and stand in the shade next to a couple who was sitting on a flat cart with their new flat screen TV.
Costco was pretty busy and I'm just standing there watching the people. In the aisle right in front of us there is a minivan waiting for someone right in the front spot to leave. The guy was taking forever but I really didn't pay much attention. So the guy finally backs out of his spot and before the minivan can pull in an old man zips from the other way and takes the spot. I honestly think he didn't see the minivan waiting. Anyways, the lady lost it. She lays on the horn which is what caught mine and the other couple's attention. Then she gets out and starts yelling at the old guy. I couldn't hear what she was saying but she was waving her arms all around and pointing to her van. I hear him say "I didn't see you." and he starts to walk away. She gets in her van and is yelling out the window at him "I hope your satisfied!!".
As the old guy is walking past me this other lady comes up to him and says "There's no common nature anymore is there?" I assume she meant common decency. And this other lady hangs out her window and starts yelling at the lady talking to the guy. "Stay out of it lady you don't even know what's going on! You didn't see what happened!" And they start getting into it. Yelling at each other back and forth about it. Whoever was driving the van is trying to drive away and the other lady is following along and the two ladies are screaming full on at each other.
Meanwhile the old guy just went on with his business. Me and the other couple just start laughing and people are asking us what happened and we are telling the whole story to a bunch of people.
Then Larry came back from getting gas and we went in and I finally got our pictures. Quite the drama!
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