Thursday, March 27, 2008

Do you think she remembers?

I'm being serious.....it's funny but every time I get changed in front of Anavey & she sees my boobs she points to them & says, "uh, uh, uh, uh!" Every time without fail. Do you think she remembers breastfeeding?

If not, then what is she saying I wonder. Hope she's not making fun of me.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Update on my rampage alert

So I called & called & left messages for the teacher to call me back. She never did. I didn't want to confront her because I hate confrontation so I cower over the phone.

Finally yesterday I called & said that I needed to speak to her now so get her on the phone....please.

I told you she was a beast. I explained the problem & this is what she said.
"Yep, that's right. Kids are only allowed to go to the bathroom at recess." Did she hear a word I said???

So, calling her did no good. She still won't let Ethan go to the bathroom if he asks. What is her freaking problem?

Monday, March 24, 2008

Outta My Way, I Gotsta Get Me a Coupon!

This weekend Tye and I went on an "Adults Only Easter Egg Hunt." It was super fun. It was 10 bucks to enter, and they had some pretty good prizes like an all-inclusive vacation to Cancun, restaurant certificates, etc. It was held in a HUGE park that covers over 2 square miles and they dropped 10,000 eggs and handed out maps. There was also a live band and barbeque from a local restaurant.

Anyway, the hunt was hysterical! Imagine 3,000 adults dressed in bunny ears and carrying Easter baskets, crushed against the starting line and counting down, " 3….2….1….GO!" and then they all start running like mad!
Then, seriously like 30 yards later before they had even gotten to where the eggs were, everyone is doubled over, hands on knees, gasping for breath, almost to collapse. That's the advantage of racing against fat midwesterners. You can beat them if you can run more than 100 ft. It was absolutely hilarious!! Tye and I were dying laughing. I wanted to stop and film all these crazed grown-ups running wildly, pushing & shoving to be the first to collect some plastic egss, but we had a PLAN of ATTACK so there was no time for dilly dally (Mostly our plan of attack just consisted of wearing headlamps and Tye shouting “Reconnoiter 15!!” at random intervals).

Little did we know our plan was child’s play compared with other people. This guy next to us had a 3-stage strike planned, with accomplices planted all over the park. They had walkie talkies and were saying into them (totally deadpan) “meet at juncture 4 at 21 hundred hours”. Everyone was taking it so seriously. Including us. Later we found out some of the "prizes" were just samples of Pantene or Tide like you sometimes get in the mail, or coupons for an oil change. All we won was a free car wash (dangit) but where ever Tye and I end up living, I am FO SHO going to organize an event like this but with better prizes. Be there!

note to Mindi: My blog is not so much super-secret, but I NEVER post anything on it so it seems boring. But having it private makes me seem MYSTERIOUS and ALLURING rather than boring, so I go that route. Someday soon I'll unlock it and start posting about compelling and fascinating topics but till then you are welcome to comment here. The Spendlove Fam also has a blog that is usually pretty boring too, but you can check it out if you want.

Barr the Builder

For those of you that know Barr, you may not have heard that he is going to be a TV STAR!! He has a gig on HGTV on the show "Designed to Sell" as their carpenter. His first episode airs April 8th (check your local listing for time).

Also, he is getting married on May 10 in Utah to a girl named Marcy. He came to St. Louis to hang out with Tye in Feb and I've never seen him so happy. He is on Facebook if you want to send him a note.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Red Box

MCSKLLT308

Expires 4 30 2008

Monday, March 17, 2008

Kiss Me, I'm Oirish



Happy St. Patty's Day everyone. Hope you get LUCKY today.

Saturday, March 15, 2008

*Rampage alert*

So this is my rampage......maybe.

The kids have been out all week for spring break but earlier this week when I was doing wash, I noticed that a couple pair of Ethan's jeans were wet. I smelled them & yup....it's pee. I asked him why he would pee his pants since he's almost 10. (He has always had a problem with this but I thought he had overcome it)

He told me that his teacher wouldn't let him go to the bathroom at school. His teacher is a beast. She's really old & mean but she's always been kind to me & Ethan so I let it slide. I have a serious problem with this because I had the same problem when I was little. We must have really small bladders or something because I peed my pants a lot!

It especially hits home because once when i was in 3rd grade (just as Ethan is) I asked to go to the bathroom at lunch time. The teacher said no & I ended up peeing my pants & sitting in my pee pants the rest of the day. All the kids were making fun of me & telling me that I stunk. I lied & said that I spilled milk on myself at lunch.

Question: How should I handle this. I'm so mad that I feel like I would come across really rude & then it would ruin our relationship. What should I say to her? It's not like this has happened once. Ethan said he has peed his pants a few times because she would not let him go.

Tuesday, March 04, 2008

Science project

Ethan's science project was to see if hot sauce would clean pennies. I was looking online to find some good pictures of Taco Bell & pennies & came across this picture. I thought it would be funny to put the Taco Bell dog on.

Good thing I looked up this phrase on google translator. It means, "I want bitches". That probably wouldn't have been to funny to a lot of the spanish speaking parents & students.

I really need to learn spanish.

Friday, February 29, 2008

happy leap year day

http://video.dotcomedy.com/player/?id=184580

i don't know what this video has to do with anything, I just like Beth and Val.

Thursday, February 28, 2008

attention





moms and future moms or gift-givers. i just stocked up on t-shirts for fred at fooey. short sleeved shirts are $5. free shipping if you spend $60. take a look.

Corporate America

Mmmm yaaaaa, I'm gonna have to go ahead and tell you about my job, kay? Due to a long series of events that I won't bore you with, I am temporarily working in a cubicle at our corporate office. My days are like all the worst/most annoying scenes from Office Space and The Office.
Common occurrences:
~discussions round the watercooler about American Idol. (I'm convinced that not a single person under the age of 50 votes for "their" favorite idol.)
~little posters/mugs that say "You don't have to be crazy to work here, but it helps!" with a picture of a wet kitten or cross-eyed monkey. or some variation on that.
~dude with a mullet that walks around all day Every day with a cup of coffee from McDonalds and 'just stops in' at your cubicle to make inane small talk: "Cold enough for ya?", "Is it Friday yet? heh heh", "Are you working hard or hardly working?" or "Smile, it's not that bad."
~old guy with smokers cough always talking crap about his wife and laughing really loud in a wheezing, someb0dy-call-the-paramedics type of laugh.
~people stop by your cubicle and start off by saying "Knock Knock"--this one is contagious as I have found myself saying it a couple times. UGH.
my home away from home--sorry, no plants, family pictures or stuffed animals here.

Seriously though, NO ONE can rock "Cubicle Chic" like I can, complete with jazzy elevator muzak and flickering fluorescent lights. AND I have an EXTENSION: 54365 should you have any Administrative Emergencies. and I have about a dozen pairs of "slacks" in varying shades of grey and brown.

The fact that there is volume control for Muzak is totally mystifying to me. Why would you choose any volume other than "Off"? Even more confusing is the fact that the knob can not be turned without a wrench or some sort of tool (believe me, I've tried). It's torture, too cruel even for Gitmo.

For The Record: I have never--nor will I ever--utter the words "cool beans

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

tear up this town


i didn't forget. i promised another picture for my week-in-photos gig. can't live in lehi and not be proud of the roller mill.

everybody cut footloose.

do over?

Anyone want to try Book Club again? Someone suggest a book for March.

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Tree man

So sad.

Monday, February 18, 2008

Monday morning video

monday mornings pretty much suck so i'm going to kick off the week again with a video.
some Brak favorites:


Sunday, February 17, 2008

i'm so excited!...

i'm so scared!
i saw this shirt on a blog.

from this episode:

Thursday, February 14, 2008

happy v-day

Happy Valentines Day!!

Sadly, I don't think I'll be getting one of these this year. I guess I'll have to settle for some sugar cookies!

Monday, February 11, 2008

Muffins Make Monday Morning Merrier

I know this is old, but it still makes me laugh every time. Have a good Monday!

Tuesday, February 05, 2008

go fug yourself

not a nice name, i know. i guess this is what is called a "guilty pleasure." it is a blog devoted to making fun of what celebrities are wearing. why do i care about what celebrities are wearing? i don't. that much. especially since most of the pictures are from the red carpet. i will never need a red carpet outfit. but what i really like about this site is the writing. it is very witty and clever. sometimes the posts are a little lengthy and i don't read them but sometimes they really make me laugh. like the "well played amanda bynes" post. (sometimes they are nice)

Oh, Amanda Bynes. You're so nice and person-colored now.

And that gown is totally gorgeous -- love that peacock color, love the bodice, love the flirty layers at the bottom, love the way it fits her. The hair might be a little twee, but you know what? I don't care today. That's right. Dare I say it, I'm in a GOOD MOOD, and looking at this dress only enhances it -- like frosting on an already really yummy piece of carrot cake. I am pretty sure that those boys in the background are trying really hard not to stare at her, but inside, are totally stoked that Hot Amanda Bynes is standing mere feet from them and are planning to tell all their friends tomorrow that they held her hand and that she promised they'd get married in 15 years. Or, you know, whatever it is that boys do. Having no brothers, I can't say for sure. Doodling your names jointly inside a big heart all over a spiral notebook and then frantically doing MASH, trying to cheat so that you end up married, living in a mansion, driving a Ferrari, working as a movie star, having three kids, and owning stacks of emeralds, seems like it's more of a girly response.

anyway, check it out for a laugh.