Go Vicious Starfish

Since sometimes I'm a better mother than a wife, I miss out on a lot of Justin's concerts to spend time with my beautiful daughter. This last Saturday I decided I needed to show a little more wifely support, so I let Kennedy have a sleepover with her cousins (they were all very ecstatic), and I went to Justin's concert. They did AWESOME. It was the best concert of theirs I've been to, yet. If you want to check out their music, go to www.myspace.com/viciousstarfish. For those of you who couldn't make it to the concert, here are some pictures so you can almost feel like you were there.

We were supposed to look "tough" in this picture, but we thought we were so incredibly funny, which we are, that we couldn't help but laugh.


Isn't this the face hard-core rockers pull? Cuz that's totally the look I was going for.

I'm such a good dancer. Please don't argue with me.

And for a plug- if you like my hair, my sister in-law does it, who is the blonde girl dancing in this picture. She's incredible. I don't know if I'd trust anyone else to do my hair. Let me know if you want her info!

And how did everyone like the McCain-Obama debate? Are you excited for the VP debates on Thursday? I know I am.

Ok, back to being a bring-home-the-bacon type of wife and mother.

So long, summer.

Today is bitter-sweet. It's officially the first day of Fall. I love summer- the sun, the heat, no school, the swimming, playing outdoors, bbq-ing, etc, and I'm quite sad to see it end. But I also love Fall- the crisp autumn air, not dripping sweat every time you walk down the street, the colorful leaves, "sweater weather", Halloween, and also the following holidays... It's a good season.

To commemorate this momentous occasion, I went with some of Justin's family, yesterday, to Sundance (Provo Canyon), to ride the ski lift and see the fabulous changing leaves. It was absolutely gorgeous. It reminds me why I like living in Utah. (I know, Mom, don't rub it in that Seattle is better. I already know. I'm just trying to be appreciative of what I have.)



Ok- if you go to Sundance, you have to buy a lollipop. They are so good. I mean, who's ever heard of an "orange cream" or "cookies and cream" flavored lollipop? I know I hadn't.

Say hi!

Just beautiful. It almost makes me forget that we live in a desert.
Goofy cousins.

They had to go play in the river, of course, and I was completely impressed with Kennedy's balancing skills. I may sign her up for tight-rope classes.

Her facial expression kind of scares me in this picture.
(Oh- and Justin had to miss out on this event because he was working. Being responsible sucks, sometimes.)

So... Fall is nice. But winter? Bleh. I think it should stay through Thanksgiving and Christmas. And then it should just end. Spring should start in January and continue until June. Let's petition. Who's with me?

Fate? Apparently not.

I get to work this morning and a few co-workers tell me that American Idol is being filmed in OUR building (upstairs)- with Randy, Paula and Simon. Fate? Coincidence? Too soon to tell. Suddenly they're all encouraging me to go up there and demand a second chance. What do I have to lose? Public humiliation? Escorted out of the building in which I work? Being arrested? Eh.

I get up my courage (and my ID badge from work in case they DO try to escort me out) and go up to the floor on which they're filming. I exit the elevator...

Security guard #1: Hi- are you so-and-so?
Me: Uh... no.
Security guard #1: Oh, ok. Sorry, I thought you were someone else.
Me: Oh ok. [Completely shocked he didn't throw me out right then and there]

So I walk passed him and into the big room with the auditioners (and MANY other security guards). I run into a friend of mine and we talk briefly (and quietly so those guards don't hear me). She leaves to go somewhere and I swiftly start walking away from the authorities. I hear a voice from behind me.

Security guard #2: Ma'am?

Dang it. Ignore him... just ignore him...

Security guard #2: Excuse me, Ma'am?
Me: Yes? [Don't call me "Ma'am"]
Security guard #2: Do you work here?
Me: Yes, I work in the building.
Security guard #2: Here?
Me: Uh... downstairs....
Security guard #2: Are you here for American Idol?
Me: ...yesss....
Security guard #2: Are you a guest??
Me: ... no..... but um... I auditioned back in July, and I think I should get a second chance [totally regretting coming up here, at this point]
Security guard #2: I'm sorry, Ma'am, but you need to leave
Me: Can I please just have a second chance [what do I really have to lose at this point?]
Security guard #2: No, I'm sorry. You have to leave.
Me: Ok, thanks.

As I'm walking toward the elevators I see someone else I know and begin talking to her.

Security guard #2: [Obviously following me to make sure I leave] Ma'am- you need to go downstairs. Now.
Me: Ok. [If you call me "Ma'am" one more time, I'll give you a reason to arrest me]

Fate? Definitely not. I'm leaning toward a stupid coincidence. At least they didn't arrest me. And at least I can't say I didn't try. Again.

A peek into my mind

Here's what I've been thinking about today:

- Avoiding chocolate/sweets is a LOT harder when you work at a place where there are candy bowls at every corner and cookies in the kitchen.

- It's even difficult when you're at home, and there's no chocolate in sight, so you go to the cupboard and pull out the cake mix, pour some into a small (big) bowl and mix it with water to have your chocolate fix. (Not that I've ever done it. I've just heard that it makes it difficult to avoid eating chocolate.)

- It's much easier to gain weight than to lose weight.

- The economy is super-sucky right now.

- I think people should check their facts about politics before forwarding stupid e-mails (factcheck.org).

- Kennedy is the love of my life.

- I love the smell of wassail. It's very nostalgic. My mom used to make it every year around Christmas.

- Saying you're really good at something doesn't necessarily make it true.

- My dog's breath stinks.



- It's pretty sad when the most exercise I get during the day is walking up and down the stairs in my house.

- I need to get my hair done.

- I need a new wardrobe.

- I need more chocolate.

- I need to be better at distinguishing between my needs and wants.

- Christian Bale is hot.

- Kennedy is the cutest ballerina I have ever seen.

- I'm SO glad I'm done with school and I wish I could say the same about work, which is what I should be doing right now instead of blogging.

- I'm excited to see the baby twins tonight!


Those are my thoughts, currently. What's on your mind?

Sisterly love

At 5 days old, look how much they already love each other. They are even holding hands!

Aren't they just precious?


Little do they know that in 10 years (roughly), they will probably despise each other at least once a week.

Welcome to the world!

Kaia Mae Roberts was born at 5:12 this morning, weighing 4 lbs 14 oz.
Ivy Adeline Roberts was born at 5:23 this morning, weighing 5 lbs 0 oz.

Mother (Ashlee) and babies are all very healthy and happy- everything went great!

Congrats Ashlee!! I love you and your babies!!

(pictures to follow)

It must be in the water.

Today I went to a baby shower for 2 of my friends: Kristin and Ashley (no, not "my" Ashlee, but a different one). This Ashley was lucky enough to get a month cut off of her pregnancy and went ahead and had her baby a few days ago. So we were lucky enough to see her and the baby at the baby shower! Kristin still has a while (until January). And 2 other girls at the shower were pregnant, as well! AND Ashlee (yes, the "Ashleye" Ashlee) is still pregnant, too. I think I should be careful not to the same water they've all been drinking.

Here are Kristin and Ashley opening some gifts that we showered them with, and then Sandy holding cute little Brady, and my favorite face I've ever seen Sharee pull:

My beautiful friend, Erin, and me, Erin showing me her tiny prego belly, then Kim and Kristin laughing at something that must have been incredibly clever, and then Erin's beautiful boy, Zenneth.
My gift to the mothers: a diaper cake (one for each mom)
It's made out of diapers (obviously) and there are bottles in the middle to hold it upright... and hair elastics and rubber bands to keep the diapers rolled up. It looks a lot harder than it really is. And no, I didn't come up with this idea on my own. I'm not that creative.

And here are my beautiful friends:
I'm so glad I was able to see all of you!! I had SO much fun. We definitely need to get together more often. It's extremely refreshing. I love you all!


Oh- Ashlee update. She is almost 35 weeks along, and is scheduled to be induced on the 22nd. Both babies (girls) are growing very strong and healthy, and Ashlee is feeling as good as can be expected. Tired, but good. She's been on bed rest for 2 months, which sucks, but it's been fun for me, because I get to go visit her! Every week I bring over some Gelato to keep us both very healthy and sane. So, that's the update. I'll post more info when I have some.

Redefining "cool"

Dear Webster's Dictionary:

I would like you to look at the following pictures and please replace whatever is currently defining the word "Cool" with them. Also please repeat this process with the words "Awesome" and "Bad-ass." Thank you.



Sincerely,

Mrs. Cool.

Kennedy-isms

A few amusing Kennedy quotes:

Dad: I'm gonna eat your noooose...
Kennedy: NO!!! DON'T EAT MY NOSE!!
Dad: I'm gonna eat it! Here I come!
Kennedy: NO!! [holds out her hand] Here, eat my fingers!

Kennedy: Mom, can I have a brownie?
Me: Have you already had one?

Kennedy: [with chocolate all around her mouth] No.

Me: Kennedy, are you telling me the truth?

Kennedy: [looking away from me] Yes.

(I confirm with her grandmother that she has, indeed, had a brownie. After a "time-out," we discuss:)

Me: You know, if you would have told me the truth, I may have given you a brownie. I was just asking if you'd already had one. Next time, just tell me the truth.

Kennedy: Ok. I'm sorry. I had a brownie.........I had 2 brownies. So I can have another one.

Me: I'm sorry, honey, but I've already told you no.

Kennedy: I think maybe I had 3 brownies.

(first day of preschool- orientation)

Teacher: Everyone say hello to Harley [a boy in her class].

Kids: Hello, Harley.

Kennedy: Hey! I have a dog named Harley! And she's white! [points to her teacher] Just like your hair!

Kennedy: Mom, I super really love you.
Me: I super really love you, too.

Kennedy: I always like you.

Me: I always like you, too.

Kennedy: [after a long pause]...except when you're mean to me, like when you tell me I have to go to bed.