Will You Be Offended???

If your wedding invitation has a printed address verses a handwritten address?

Etiquette dictates a handwritten envelope is proper.  However, I don't have great handwritting AND I don't have much time. 

Am I being rude?

Happy Birthday

This weekend, the kiddos turned the ripe-old age of six. Kent and I were so excited for them to come early Friday afternoon so we could open presents and celebrate. T-Bone really wanted to have a friend party and Ado really wanted to see the new Tooth Fairy movie. We decided we could make both kids happy by inviting our friend’s Evan, Kenton, and Jeremiah (poor Cadey stayed home sick with mom) to dinner at the new Pirate Island restaurant in Orem followed by the Tooth Fairy movie.

We had a great time and I highly recommend taking little boys to this pirate themed restaurant. They will be in heaven.

I’ve had to sit through a lot of kid movies this past year and sometimes I wonder how I’ve made it through to the end of the movie without hurting myself or those around me. The Tooth Fairy movie is surprisingly on the verge of being enjoyable. It has a good message about believing in the tooth fairy and believing in you. I have to give it to Dwayne Johnson , “The Rock”, who chooses to star in children movies rather than R rated gangbuster, tear-em-to shreds, poor acting, B movies.

Kent and I decided before Christmas we would save our money to get the kids a Wii. Like most boys, T-Bone loves video games and we wanted to have something we could all play together as a family when we have the kids on the weekend. We got Ado a Princess and the Frog game that she absolutely adores.

Friday night after the kids went to bed, Kent and I decided we would play a game or two. Before we started I told Kent we were not to end up Wii junkies, I expected to see him after we marry and playing video games all night was not acceptable, and the Wii is not part of a date night. Then we started playing. I was shocked when it was I who insisted we play just one more game again and again. I’m a little embarrassed to say I didn’t stop playing until 2:00 a.m. when I got a one word text from my mom that said, “HOME!”

This weekend sure was a lot of fun with the kids. I find myself loving them more and more as time goes by. I hope this will be a great year for them.

Giving the Tongue

Today during work, I was driving in Spanish Fork. I was "cruising Main" if you will. I often chew gum. The kid in me cannot seem to stop blowing bubbles with my gum. Today as I was passing a truck, I began to blow a bubble. I had my tongue pushed out with the gum on the tip of it, in the process of making yet another perfect bubble. While doing this, I innocently looked over at the person in the truck next to me. She gave me a nasty look, and I realized that it must have looked like I was sticking my tongue out at her. I sort of felt bad, but I shrugged it off as not being really heinous and laughed to myself. Suddenly the truck was next to me. The 40+ year old woman driving pulled up, stuck her tongue out at me, and then flipped me off!!!! I could not stop laughing. Did this lady really just think that while driving my work vehicle, I was going around like a three year old sticking my tongue out at people? Side note: Maybe that would be a fun thing to do one day, but I digress. If she did think that, was she really that offended by the sight of my tongue?

The more I thought about this, the more I laughed. How hilarious that this lady got so upset. I can envision her going home to her husband and telling him about the monster in the lane next to her in the enormous white van. "He wreaked havoc all over the place, him, AND his tongue!!" I can only imagine her husband trying to contain his laughter as she vehemently expressed her displeasure at our encounter. Maybe she instead went to the police and reported me for a "drive-by tongueing." I imagine that is a serious crime nowadays. She probably expressed how threatened she felt when I brandished all my concealed taste bud weapons. What she may not know is that I have a concealed weapons permit just for my tongue!

I thought it was so funny that she got so upset as to flip me off. I don't personally ever flip anyone off. Number one because I think it is a horrible thing to do. Number two, because if we got in a flip off war, I would win. I have longer fingers then anyone I personally know, case closed. I would hate to make other people feel inferior at the sight of my abnormally large middle finger. It would make me sad to see her have to look down at her dashboard in defeat. She would certainly not get one of those second place trophies for losing in this competition.

In the end, I wonder if she felt a little bit silly when we were once again beside each other and I made an enormous bubblegum bubble come out of my mouth. But, perhaps she felt even more threatened by that. :)

No Monster Truck Shows

One thing I learned early on about Kent is his love of cars and trucks.  In fact, I believe it was our third date when Kent stayed at my house until 4:00 a.m. recounting all his High School accidents, speeding tickets, and racing stories.  I remember he was laughing so hard he had tears streaming down his face.  I fell in love with him a little that night.

Kent worked through High School and after his mission at Jerry Seiner's.  Fortunately for me I now have a man who has changed my brakes, my oil, and fixed my trunk latch.  I love watching Kent in his torn up jeans and old t-shirts working on cars.  Muy Caliente.

I've had to learn to appreciate Kent's love of cars because I couldn't tell you the make and model of more than a handful of cars on the road today.  So on Saturday I received another lesson in vehicles as I went to my first Auto Car show at the Southtown Expo Center.  Kent has only missed two shows since the age of six.

One thing I realized at the auto show was how much T-bone (Kent's son) is like his father when it comes to cars.  Honestly, look that that HUGE smile! 

But I want my boys to know I draw the line at Monster Truck Shows. 

 

Welcome/Our Anniversary

I thought it would be fitting to make our first blog entry on our first anniversary. One year ago today Ashley and I went on a blind date with each other. That single blind date has brought us where we are today. We cannot wait to see where that blind date takes us in the future. I decided to write the following poem about our great blind date. Welcome to our blog.

It all started just one year ago, when we met at the bookstore café
We ended up staying til closing time, because we had so much to say

The night soon ended far quicker, than I felt it should.
Our conversation and hot chocolate, all seemed so very good

A few text messages, a call or two, she might think I’m a geek,
What a surprise when Ashley said, she’d go out again the next week

We talked on the phone, and would then go out, with twins safe in their bed,
Always willing to start our date after 8, I wondered why she hadn’t fled

Then after four months or so, and at least our 20th date,
She finally let me kiss her, and the sparks could no longer abate.

A week or so later, she met my two, so far the best part of me,
Immediately, I realized, what an amazing Mother she would be

So many dates we have had, sometimes with two people or four,
She always shows love to the three of us, this sweet girl I adore.

Time goes by; we have worked and loved, to make it through our first year,
I cannot wait to celebrate more anniversaries, with this girl I hold so dear

So on with the New Year, and all it brings, for our little crew,
Ashley we have something so special and neat, I truly do love you.

Since we’ll share everything else, and we don't want to be a hog,
We would love to welcome all of you, to our nifty greatblinddate blog