Picture Blog Tag

Picture Blog Tag

The rules are you have to take ten pictures of the following things and you have to do it right now. No straightening up, cleaning, or wiping your children's nose. Then tag five others.

1. The Fridge

I can't remember the last time we went actual grocery shopping. Notice its pretty much just drinks in the fridge and mostly Russ' beer.

2. The Closet

Normally there are clothes all over the floor but today was laundry day. Russ likes to say that my hamper "threw up" all over the closet.

3. Self Portrait

4. Favorite Room

TV is definitely my addiction. Typically I come home from work and start watching TV and don't turn it off until I'm asleep. My family used to joke that I was a walking TV guide and I think the nickname still works today.

5. Kitchen Sink

I take no claim to whether or not this was clean. It's Russ' job to do the dishes, and vacuum, and the toilets, and pretty much anything that has to do with cleaning....

6. Laundry Room

We don't have so much a laundry room as we do a laundry closet.

7. The Toilet

Russ deleted the picture with the toilet seat up...it was clean so I don't know what he was scared to show you.

8. What your kids are doing right now

Since I don't have kids I would say that my DVR is my baby. Best thing ever invented in all of time!

9. Dream Vacation

I've always wanted to go to Greece and Italy. Right now Greece is the most prominent in my thoughts. It just seems so beautiful and all that history!

10. Favorite Shoes

I hate wearing shoes. I can't stand for my feet to be suffocating. If I had to choose a pair however it would be my basic black flip flops.

I don't have five people to tag that haven't already been tagged and who I know read my blog so, I tag Heather and Lindsay and whoever is reading this that hasn't already been tagged.

Mad Men

This is quickly becoming my new favorite show. I'd heard of it before but didn't really know what it was all about. I saw an ad On Demand for it and decided to give it a try since nothing else was on. It is AMAZING. Right now season one (13 episodes) are On Demand. I've watched 11 of the 13. Its about an ad agency in New York City in the year 1960. It's one of the those shows you can't stop thinking about all day long. Not having lived through the 60's I'm positive it is an accurate depiction of the era and will probably be devastated if I found out it wasn't. Everyone smokes and drinks (including pregnant women). All the business men have multiple affairs, the wives either truly don't know about or choose to ignore. The secretary's are treated like crap or whores. I get so angry when I watch it that I yell at the TV. I never really considered myself a feminist but I guess maybe that's because I never lived in a time when women were thought of as nothing. I think everybody should watch it and love it. The second season starts next week, the 27th I think and I can't wait.

I Own My Car!

When I was 19 years old I bought my car all by myself. I went out and found a place that would give me the loan, researched what kind of car I wanted, went to two different dealerships and filled out all the paperwork by myself. (Ok so my dad did come and help out at the dealership when the guys were being mean to me but still.) Yesterday I made my final payment on it and now it is mine all mine. I even payed off my six year loan seven months early! I'm so amazing! Now all that's left to do is wait for the title to come in the mail. I think I'm more excited about having it paid off than I am when I actually got the car.

My Grandpa

About a month ago I got a call from my sister that my grandpa had died (my dad's dad). I haven't talked to or seen him in about five years so I was surprised at how hard it hit me. My grandpa was an amazing man with an amazing heart. I was able to go down to California for the funeral that weekend and amazingly all my siblings (from my dad) were able to make it too, including my brother that lives in Australia. This was the first time that all my siblings have been together at the same time in like five or six years! The circumstances weren't the greatest but I had an amazing time visiting with all of them.

One of the highlights of the weekend was sitting around sharing stories about my grandpa. My favorite was how he handled my dad. It turns out that my dad was quite the wild child in his youth (so that's where I get it from). When he would do something stupid my grandpa would simply say, "did you learn something from this" to which my dad would answer yes. "OK then." That was it, that simple. Now if it happened again then obviously something was not learned and he would have to sit down and give one of his "famous" lectures. He understood that in order to grow and learn some mistakes would need to be made and a punishment isn't always necessary. I know that my dad learned to be a great dad because of my grandpa's example. If my dad hadn't learned about compassion and forgiveness we never would have been able to have the close relationship that we did when I was a teenager. Even though we weren't close in his last years I know my grandpa loved me and that he's helping to watch over me now. Grandpa I love you so much!

I'm Officially a Bunco Player

A few months ago Heather asked me to sub for one of the girls in her Bunco group. I was a little unsure (everyone in the group is Mormon except for Heather). The ward I grew up in was full of caddy, mean, judgemental, cliquey women and so I assumed that's how most adult Mormon women are. I was pleasantly surprised when they were all warm and welcoming to me. I had so much fun that when I was asked to sub again I said yes. I had a great time again getting to know everyone. I was surprisingly talkative and not my usual social anxiety ridden self. The only downfall was that we played outside since it was such a nice day and I got a bunch of mosquito bites. Someone mentioned that they needed someone permanently and asked if I wanted to join up. I said yes and so now I'm officially a Bunco player with a bunch of Mormons. All this after I promised my cousin Stacy that I would consider going back to church. Hmmm.... Is God trying to tell me something?