Tuesday, December 30, 2008

For your viewing pleasure. Or whatever.

As most of you know, my talented husband, Justin, is in a band. Their music is super awesome. How awesome, you ask? So awesome, in fact, that I am posting one of their songs (a music video) on here. Not only will this please your auditory senses, but it will possibly confuse/humor/frighten/entertain your visual senses, as well.

I give you the unofficial music video for "Where We Stand"
Music by Vicious Starfish
Video by the drummer and his girlfriend.

Warning: ... uh ... well, just watch it.



Oh- the blue hair is a wig, in case you were concerned.

And also, speaking of videos, I've been having complications uploading Kennedy's dance video. Quite frustrating, actually. Hopefully I'll have it up by this weekend. (So says the idiot.)

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Kennedy-isms. And then some. Warning: quite a bit of "some."

K: Can I have my barbie?
A: You have to say the magic word...
K: ... uh ...
A: It starts with a 'P.'
K: PIG!

While sitting in the back seat of our car, next to some of our friends, she turns to one of them (Austin) and says matter-of-factly:
"Sometimes we have to toot."

K: What is Santa bringing you for Christmas?
A: (realizing we didn't buy any mom/dad gifts from Santa) Um... Santa sometimes only brings presents to little kids.
K: Well what if Daddy wants a new yo-yo because his breaks? Or a flashlight? Or what if you want some new tights? Or a new dress??

K: Dad, say "guess what!"
J: Guess what.
K: Chicken's butt!! Haha!
J: That's pretty funny, Kennedy.
K: Yeah, my brain thought it and he's laughing.

...[And then some:]

So...Santa is now on MY naughty list, since he didn't give me even ONE thing on my list. We'll see if he gets milk and cookies, next year. Or maybe I will make them but I'll put ex-lax in them. Hm... Well, even though Santa fell short, we did get some cool presents from family, like games and awesome art work and moolah, which is always appreciated.

At least Santa made Kennedy very happy. Our house is now, thanks partly to him, chuck-full of Barbies and the many accessories that go with them. She has been playing with them pretty much non-stop since Thursday.

(Just ignore the barf-red-brown-orange-colored carpet... You know you're jealous.)
See how happy he made her? Ok, I guess I can't be TOO mad at him.


We had a fun Christmas. Santa, like I said, gave Kennedy some barbies (Barbie and the Diamond Castle Barbies), and the Barbie and the Diamond Castle movie, and then she was uber excited when we went to Nana and Papa's (aka Justin's folks) house that evening, because they gave her THE Barbie Diamond Castle castle. And the Barbie-Diamond-Castle horse and carriage. And the Barbie-Diamond-Castle prince and other princess. And a few more super cool things, as if that weren't enough.

And to make the night even MORE sensational, her boyfriend/fiance Jackson came over for a visit and brought over another barbie for her! These two kids are so in love with each other, it's not even funny. Ok, it kind of is. She tells me all the time that she's going to marry him. And that they're going to have 4 babies. I tell her she can't even think about getting married until she's 30. Maybe even 40. We'll see. But they sure look cute together, don't you think?

They had a play-date last week. Jackson's mom took them out to lunch and a movie, and then they were having so much fun that they had a sleep-over where they stayed up talking until midnight (what do 4 yr-olds possibly have to talk about??). And the next day, Jackson came to our house to play all day. They both sacrifice with each other in the boy/girl toys department- she'll play Transformers with him if they can play "House." She was the mommy Transformer and he was the little boy Transformer. Good compromising skills.

Ok, back to Christmas presents. My mother gave Kennedy a very awesome and unique present: a doorway puppet theater! Suh-weet, right? We've have had a lot of fun with it. Here is Kennedy putting a show on for me, with her barbies, of course.

The dialogue went something like this:
B1: Um, hello.
B2: Hi.
B1: How are you?
B2: I'm fine. How are you?
B1: Good. Do you wanna play with me?
B2: Sure!
B1: Ok. Let's go play!
B2: Ok.

I gave it two thumbs up and a standing ovation.

What did YOU get for Christmas?

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Festivus - the holiday for the restofus.

Ok, so not really Festivus, but still fun, nonetheless.

Exhibit A

Gingerbread pieces.

Exhibit B

Construction workers. (Very cute ones)

Exhibit C

Interior/Exterior decorator.
Exhibit D

Crazy home buyers.

The final product:

And since we can never get enough of each other... last weekend we braved the cold night air and went to see the lights at Temple Square. (That totally rhymed. I rock.)


Merry Christmas to all of you!! (Or happy holidays, happy Hanukkah, season's greetings, etc, to those of you who do not celebrate this now very commercialized holiday.)

I love you all and thanks for your comments and also for your wonderful blogs which I love to read!

Friday, December 19, 2008

Christmas list

Dear Santa,

At the ripe old age of 26, there are but a few things I am humbly asking of you this Christmas. Here they are in no particular order:

One of these:
And one of these:
Lots and lots of this:

And while you're at it, a vacation to somewhere like this would be nice:

After that, I'll be pretty much set.

Oh, and world peace, too.

Thanks,

A.

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Holy hiatus, Batman!

I'm blaming the craziness of the holidays for my lack of posts. And while we're at it, let's blame the stupid Jazz. Because they suck right now. Williams should have been kicked out of the game, last night. [I took Ashlee out to the Jazz game for her birthday. We had a BLAST.] For only being a mediocre Jazz fan (at best), I sure showed some Utah pride. I had to make a conscious effort to watch my language for the sake of the nearby children.

On a more cheerful note, Kennedy had her very first dance performance, yesterday! She did one tap dance and one ballet.

Seriously. Isn't that just too adorable for words? I was so proud. She smiled the whole time and danced nearly every step. I will totally post a video... but I'm kind of an idiot (ok, I'm really an idiot, but I'll only publicly admit a fraction of that) and so I still need to buy a cable so I can upload the video from the camcorder.

And since I can never post too many pictures of Kennedy, here's another one for good measure.

For your entertainment, I shall leave you with 2 Kennedy-isms:

K: Knock knock.
A: Who's there?
K: Kennedy
A: Kennedy who?
K: It's me, Kennedy, your daughter! Don't you renember?!?!?

K: Mom, boys have nipples.
A: Yes, they do. So do girls and animals.
K: Yep. I have nipples 'cause I'm a little girl. But when I grow up, I'll have boobies. And then I can wear a bra, and big shoes, like yours... and big boots... and I'll have long hair. When I grow up.


Alright. Hopefully this partial idiot will buy a cable, upload the video, get all of the Christmas shopping done, do the laundry and post again on the blog within the next week. But I'm not betting on it since I'm an idiot. But only partially.

Go Jazz.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Giving thanks, decking the halls, etc.

Due to lack of free time (what is that, anyway?), I have neglected to blog about my Thanksgiving dinner and the events which followed. I currently have a spare moment, while my daughter is feasting upon a quesadilla, my hubby is at school studying, and my dog is licking...er... cleaning herself. Uh... sorry for that image.
Sure, I suppose I could be doing laundry, cleaning, doing the work that I brought home, etc... but seriously. What's more important than sharing the intimate details of my life with the internet world? Hmmm?? Exactly.

Thus, for your reading pleasure:

Thanksgiving dinner was had at my brother's house. His wonderful wife cooked everything (except for the sweet potatoes, which I made and will humbly tell you that they were UH-MAZ-ING) and it was all exceptionally good. We had a great time chatting while the kiddies ran amok. We did some fun Christmas crafts (provided by my super creative mom) and went to the nearby park to take pictures. Fun was had by all.

Then we were off to Santaquin, aka BFE, to visit Justin's family, where we had pie and aerobics, so we could all feel better about eating more pie.

Friday, we went out to breakfast with my mama to Ruth's Diner (delicious), although I think by the time we actually arrived, it was more like a late lunch.

After Ruth's, mother and I went SHOPPING!! Booya. We got lots of smokin' deals. And I tried on lots of freaking adorable clothes which I will probably never get. But part of the fun of shopping is trying on ridiculously expensive clothing that I can never buy.

We got home that night and we were in the Christmas spirit. Time to pull out the decorations. I momentarily forgot that I inherited the Christmas-Tree-Light-Freak gene. What is the CTLF gene, you ask? I will explain. This gene makes you feel that it is absolutely necessary to have every single branch and twig covered beautifully by the strand of lights, so that when you stand back and squint, there are no light holes. The problem with this gene is that, every year I string the lights so closely together around each brand so intricately that I end up having to buy at least 2 more strands each year. And not because they burn out. I had to buy 3 strands this year. And if you'll notice, the top is still lacking- I could have used 2 more strands. It's starting to get annoying. The other problem is that it takes about 3 hours to put on the lights. Thanks, mom, for the CTLF gene. But I'm satisfied with the outcome.

My tree:
Every year, my mom gives each of us kids a new ornament. They are always so stinkin cute and unique. Here are a few of my favorites:


(Oh- the leg lamp was actually given to Justin by HIS mom, but I loved it so I put it on here, anyway.)

Kennedy-isms

Back by popular demand, here are the Kennedyisms for the week!

Me: Kennedy, what color do blue and yellow make?
K: Green.
Grandma: Wow, Kennedy. How did you know that?
K: 'Cuz I'm amazing.

K: I'm excited that we're going to lunch with my school tomorrow.
Me: I am excited, too. Do you know where we're going?
K: Yup. Chuck-a-grandma.

K: Harley doesn't come to my class anymore.
Dad: Harley? Our dog?
K: No, Dad. Harley that walks on 2 legs.

[While shopping for a Christmas dress for Kennedy]
Gma: Kennedy, do you like this dress?
K: (*nodding*) I'm starting to cry because I love it so much.