Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

I Just. Can't. Help Myself.

Eclipse countdown
started awhile ago
(B:  how long have you been 17, E: awile)
Judge me later... 
Like after you've seen the movie.
Or don't judge -- because I'm sure
there's some dirt on you too...
like maybe you attended
a New Kids on the Block concert in
the 80's or you own a diamond Michael
Jackson glove necklace...
something nerdy like that.

Monday, June 28, 2010

Vintage Minnesota

Recent MN food discovery:
Three words: coconut shrimp biryani

PS:  I don't wanna brag, but they put me on the
main page of their website.  I think
I deserve a free meal or a discount 
at the very least. 

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Scattered PIC-tures

Do you ever just miss someone out of the blue?  Or certain things make you think of them?  Maybe it means they are near us. 

Grandpa Keith makes me think of:

Diet Pepsi

Corn Dogs

Shirts from Costco that have the band around the bottom

Avon jewelry, boxes & boxes and more boxes

Big bowls of ice cream after dinner

Pillsbury Dough Boy cookie jar

Big hugs around his rock hard belly

Toaster Strudels

Twinkly eyed smiles

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Wicked Monkeys

Main Entry: af·ter·math
Function: noun
The period immediately following a usually ruinous event

In case you were wondering, the word aftermath has nothing to do with math... it has to do with the state of my living room after the kiddos leave on a Sunday afternoon.

I regret to say that I don't have the picture where Chloe is swinging her braids at me,
 turning away and saying No!  Just believe me when I tell you it was
Instead, please enjoy the above picture with my laptop bag over Chloe's head.
She thought it was charming.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Holiness to the Lord

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I love to see the temple.
I’m going there someday
To feel the Holy Spirit,
To listen and to pray.
For the temple is a house of God,
A place of love and beauty.
I’ll prepare myself while I am young;
This is my sacred duty.

I love to see the temple.
I’ll go inside someday.
I’ll covenant with my Father;
I’ll promise to obey.
For the temple is a holy place
Where we are sealed together.
As a child of God, I’ve learned this truth:
A family is forever.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

That's What He Said

Jake, after arriving home from a hefty T-ball game, walks into the house:  

Jake:  Everybody kept calling me "Dude".

Marla:  Really.

Jakes:  {Sighing exasperatingly with eye rolling action} Yes, and like, is it so hard to say "Jacob"? 

Marla:  Speechless

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Cupcake Love

Is it possible
to have
a new favorite
cupcake place
just because
a friend
told you about it?

Tuesday, June 15, 2010


Dad:  Nice pajamas.
Marla:  They aren't pajamas.  Put a cork in it.
Dad:  No really, where'd you get those pajamas?

About 10 minutes later:

Chloe:  I like your pajamas.
Marla:  Sigh...

PS  The shirt/dress I was wearing came from a certain sister's closet.

Friday, June 11, 2010

Pretty Awesome Kids

They love the scriptures, the Lord
and all things virturous lovely or of good report 
and are truly
shining examples
to those around them. 

Meet the Prior Lake Ward Seminary students and prepare for a future that is
so bright...
You gotta squint
to see.  (Oprah)

Thursday, June 10, 2010

The Veteran

I'm always a day late and a dollar short... but eventually I catch up.
Recently, I was reminded of Memorial Day.  It hit me in the form of an
85 year old man, waiting in line next to me in the store.

He was weathered and worn, with soft wrinkly skin and oversized
glasses (my dad likes to say he likes more glass for his money).
The line wasn't long but the minutes ticked on and instead
of getting impatient (for once in my life), I turned to
this man and we started talking.

I learned that he had served in World War II,
Vietnam and the Korean war.  I learned that his hearing had been
injured and that he used Phonak hearing aids.  I learned that he
went snowmobiling when he was 80 years old and belongs to a group
of men his age called Born Again Jocks.  The twinkle in his eye as
he shared that story brought a glow to his entire face. 
As he talked, I could feel myself smiling and feeling close to him
even though we'd only met. 

I owed this man something, but all
I could offer him was a place ahead of me in line, which he accepted under
protest.  A simple 'thank you for serving our Country' sounded so Hallmark,
but at the same time was completely and utterly heart-felt.

I left the store, never reaching my turn in line. 
I received the unexpected...
something that I didn't even know I came for:
A little more gratitude.

Thursday, June 3, 2010

If I were a Boy...

I'd buy this wallet:
PS My favorite LOST finale recap:

PPS If anyone knows of any support groups for getting over the end
of a six year love affair with a TV show,
please let me know.
PPPS I'm only half kidding.