Friday, January 28, 2011

Gradeschool Memories

How old were you in 1986?  I was 11.  Eleven years old.  Presumably in sixth grade. 

Having trouble doing the math in your head are we?  Well use this.

I didn't use it, because I am a WHIZ at math, but hopefully it can help you.  Even when I figure out how many hours of sleep I get per night, I don't have to count it out like this:  1to2 2to3 3to4 4to5 etc.

Fun.  So how old were you? Younger than me? Say it ain't so. Older?  That's just fine with me. 

Ok, now that we all know what age we were, do you remember what happened on Tuesday, January 28, 1986?Today was the 25th anniversary of the Challenger's mission.  My, how time flies.

I remember another teacher, coming into our classroom and interrupting.  It just wasn't something that happened.  While we heard what was being said, none of us really understood.  Our teacher gasped in response and then she started to cry.  And that's all I remember. 

While coming across a few articles today, I watched some clips of President Reagan addressing the nation.  I loved how eloquent he sounded and how patriotic I felt while listening to him.  I love that he talked of God and wasn't afraid to broach the topic of believing in a greater plan and a God who had a vision and control of all things.   

"I know it's hard to understand, but sometimes painful things like this happen. The future doesn't belong to the faint-hearted; it belongs to the brave," Reagan said. "The Challenger crew was pulling us into the future, and we'll continue to follow them."

The crew of the space shuttle Challenger honored us by the manner in which they lived their lives. We will never forget them, nor the last time we saw them, this morning, as they prepared for the journey and waved goodbye and slipped the surly bonds of earth to touch the face of God." ~Dear President Reagan

Random works best

Remember this?  Not the little Asian kid, but the brightly colored plastic balls that
you jumped into when you were a kid. 
When you didn't think
about germs and the lack of hand sanitizer,
it was pretty darn fun.
Since we are in the darkest days of the year and since the winter doldrums/cabin fever/Groundhog days have officially begun, getting the Seminary kiddos to wake up has been a little rough.  The blank stares and 'whah?" responses literally crack me up in the early hours of the morning. 
However, they do not find my reactions amusing.

After reading Nie Nie's blog, I went over to my little kiddos and borrowed some of their joy (gosh, I love them) and their bouncy plastic balls.  Jacob protested a little and then I explained that the seminary kids would really get a kick out of them and I "pinky sweared" that I would bring them back.

The morning's lesson was on Doctrine & Covenants 82:10 which kept running through my mind incessantly.  I figure that's better than Katy Perry's Firework song so I went with it.  ;)  I arrived at seminary just in the nick of time (stupid snooze button) and opened up the scriptures.
Bazinga! And then I started throwing balls at them.  Balls were flying back and forth very soon.  They were alive.  It was nice to see. 

And then the next day, they were back to their sleepy selves.  It's like trying to wake up little spiritual giants every morning.  But oh how I love them!

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

What Time is it?

What time is it when you start seeing things like this...
but in your mind you are really seeing this...?

It means ...

airline prices, seriously, go down already!

Monday, January 24, 2011

That's So Molly....

Obsessesed.  That's what I was with this movie. 
My tween heart wanted my very own Blaine.

Anyway, I loved her style. 
She owned the "quirky" category. 
The Prom dress was a bit too much for me,
but I'd wear the flower tights, the jacket,
and the cuffs anyday.
Whoops, those cuffs weren't actually
IN the movie, they are from etsy. 

My friend Lori is pretty talented.  I have no idea what I
will wear them with, but never fear, I always come
through on stuff like this.

Sunday, January 23, 2011

I'm not the only grown-up with Muppets in da house...

But here's a word to the wise Mr. Segel,
I appreciate the Muppets
on a much deeper level than you do.
xoooox, marla

Friday, January 21, 2011

My Dad's label in my Gmail account....

"Princess Leah"

I have no idea how it got there or who donned him with this classic yet gender innappropriate name but I like it.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Jesse's Girl: The Wedding Edition

Death by Chocolate Cupcake.  I had a hangover after
I ate mine.  I also snuck another one before I left...
shoved it in a paper cup.  The cleaning lady threw it
out at the hotel.  I am not speaking to her.
The dance!  Jacob and Mommy took a little
spin on the dance floor.
And here, is quite possibly
my favorite picture of the evening.
Jake:  I'm tired. I want to go home.
Marla:  I have a surprise.
Jake:  Where?
We took a little visit to the fun photo booth which
had lots of crazy hats and just happened to have
two mustaches left, just for us!
Some other random newlyweds.
Daddy Daughter dance.  Awww.....
I love Chloe's pink cheeks.
And finally, here we have
JESSE's Girl. 
Playing this song was SO my idea
and don't let anyone tell you different.
Aren't they pretty? 
Such a fun, elegant 
& delicious wedding!

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Opposites Attract?

My evening consisted of some polar opposites.

I came home to find this woman, in a tank top, running down the middle of the street.  I thought, wow, that's odd, even for a Minnesotan (because everyone knows how MN people like to wear shorts when it's really cold just to prove that they are hardcore).  I got the mail and then went back to my house.  Some yelling started and I got a little curious.  I left my garage door open just in case anything happened. 

Something happened alright.  Two women were chasing each other in their cars.  One of them got out of her vehicle and opened the car door of the other woman's vehicle, grabbed her and tried to yank her out of the car.  Lots of girl fighting ensued.  I ran and got my phone, called 911 and gave the dispatcher a play by play of what was going on in my front yard while peeking through my back door. 

I was a bit breathy and riled up as I spoke, with random bits of semi-hysterical laughter slipping out on occasion. The whole thing was very Jerry Springer.  And I never want to see that happen again.  To think that I considered running out there and getting in between that mess is beyond me.  Let's just say I would NOT make a good cop.  And I'm ok with that.
After that incident, I went to my first Meditation class in Minneapolis at the Common Ground center in Minneapolis.  It was a kick in the pants.  Sometimes you just need something completely new and different to absorb you.  And absorb me it did.  The type of people there were your run of the mill average joes and the vibe was very calm.  The dude at the front was on an altar, sitting there like he was in his own living room.  He let us through a meditation exercise.  He rung a bell three times.  It was very... excuse the phrase... Zen.  He kept talking about the word DHARMA.  He made no jokes or references to LOST which was a bit disappointing, but in the spirit of Mindfulness I can now forgive him.  I'm excited to go back next week.  Maybe I'll get to meet a real monk!

Thus ends my opposites post. 

PS  This morning, wanna know what I noticed?  It was a FULL MOON.  People get crazy during the full moon cycles.  I know it's true because I saw it on Grey's Anatomy once.  Or maybe it was ER.  I dunno, because all those medical shows blend together.

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

I'm keeping the Give-a-way - Huzzah!

Thank you again CSN stores, for more free stuff ranging from laptop messenger bags to the 'if I had a 269 dollar credit I would so be busy buying this' darling headboard...

See how happy I am in my new bed with my bright sunny headboard?

Anyhoo, I'm going to try out some baking stuff.  Specifically, these silpat mats.  Because my sister Reva has them.  And I like to keep up with the Olsons even though they hardly blog.  Like ever. 

I'll let you know how it goes. 

Who knew the Macy's counter could be so emotional*?

*Eva is my little niece. 
She is most darling,
very vocal
and filled to the brim
with personality.

Monday, January 17, 2011

When thank you doesn't seem like enough

Darkness cannot drive out darkness;
only light can do that.
Hate cannot drive out hate;
only love can do that.
Martin Luther King, Jr.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

For Eva.

Eva loves Elmo.  Eva has an Elmo phone, Elmo PJs and Elmo toys. 

Marla loves the Muppets.  She has Muppets in her bathroom, Muppets in her movie collection and Muppets on her blog.

So yesterday, before Eva left, I cuddled her in my lap with her pink blanket and we watched some Elmo videos together.  Lo and behold I came across something that both Eva AND I would love... 

Pretty sweet huh.

Friday, January 14, 2011

This one's for you Dad...

Post edit:
The reason this is funny to me, is that my dad loves Taylor Swift.
And he makes random comments like the
following when we are at family dinners:
Did you know she's a runner?  She likes to run.
And other stuff you'd find in oh, say
magazines like Teen Beat.
Cracks me the heck up.  You go Dad!

But really, I love this song and the video.  She has fun style.
Dontcha ya think Dad?  ;)

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

small keypad, old hands

HA-larious.  literally.  i read these at night before i go to bed and giggle myself to sleep.
Mom: Have you ever noticed how much garbanzo beans look like little butts? Like being mooned by soup

i especially love the "Dad" ones ... I can totally hear my dear old dad saying some of these lines...

Me:Did you make it back? How was your trip?
Dad:I SAW 41 OWLS ON THE WAY HOME. This is big. Huge.

Dad:Lake Whitney is covered with pelicans.
Me:That’s great, but you do know that now 50% of your all-time texts to me are about pelicans.
Dad:And? I like pelicans. 66%

Me:Hello? I thought you were going to pick me up?
Dad:Running late. Storm scared dog. Dealing with dog shart.

Double Ew.


what the crap is up with the sideburns?
and what the crappity crap was up with the spanking scene?
and this is where the double ew comes in -- his character wanting to kiss a 13 year old girl?!  really?

however, on the whole, it was an entertaining keep-your-interest crazy old country western kind of movie and i'm especially glad i got to see it with my dear old dad.

though there was a man behind us who smelled like a bar garbage can but it added to the effect of the movie. in fact i can still smell Jeff Bridges now... hooo boy, give that man a shower and some mouth wash.

ps i'm more excited to see this movie with matt damon ... he looks WAY more handsome.  the hat is weird, but i can get past that more than chops and fringe. 

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Sometimes when I get real nervous...

I stick my hand under my armpits and

___________  ____________.


So this movie completely bombed, but I still remember laughing my head off at the SNL skits.

I was reminded of this skit because I am playing for my cousin's wedding this weekend.  And I hope she doesn't mind that when I get nervous, I stop playing the piano and stick my hands under my armpits and SNIFF 'EM!


Wednesday, January 5, 2011

What does this even mean? 

I don't get it.

I know the old guys in the balcony make fun of everyone, but it's in good fun, therefore they really aren't being "haters".  Right? 

At any rate, it's more press for the Muppets and I'm all for that.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Lost in Translation

No, I'm not talking about a Bill Murray movie.  I'm talking about GPS!

I can NOT function without one.  Mine is currently doing a weird beeping thing, with some random electrical wires poking out.  Maybe it's due to throwing it across the dashboard of my car.  I dunno.

In researching new GPS devices, I came across a special little section called voices.  Yes, my friends, this might be worth the 12.95 per voice to get someone you really like to listen to. 

A couple of favorites:
"Turn right or I'm gonna beat your head in."                 "Guide you there, he will."

Dora Explorer and DarthVader might get really annoying.

However, add Matt Damon

Monday, January 3, 2011

City of Lights

2011 here I come.
Most of the fun in traveling happens
before:  the planning
and after:  the remembering
i'm really not the best traveler. 
i loathe flying...
and not sleeping in my own bed. 
i also need lots of naps.  
a vacation isn't a vacation without naps.
 and when i travel, the schedule always has
room for side trips, discoveries and
a little mischief.

and ps, i'm really into tumblr right now.
i just love the pictures.

Saturday, January 1, 2011


Jacob:  I outgrew my football.
Marla:  How is that possible?  It was a professional size football.  And you just got it last week.

Chloe:  ~whispering in my ear very loudly~  Mala (this is how she pronounces my name), don't tell Jacob, but I'm getting smarter and smarter and smarter!

Isaiah:  Oh goodness!

Other things I've discovered lately:

The Easy Bake oven stuff tastes like crap.  Tastes NOTHING like it did when I was little.

Going to the newly renovated Lego Land during the holiday break was not my best idea.

Chloe is really good at hiding when we play Hide & Seek.  Like seriously good.  It took Jacob 20 minutes to find her. 

Isaiah likes to sleep with his head in his mama's armpit and his feet in his daddy's face.  I find this very, very comical.

Also, most importantly, I've learned that it is possible to get caught in an escalator.  I have officially learned my lesson and will never be doing that again.


Love these little girls.
Slip sliding away.
Away in a manger?
Jake, and the Christmas activity that helped the children quiet down for 10 minutes.
Isaiah can snowboard better than me.  Not kidding.

Welcome 2011.  2010 was pretty good competition for you!  Game on!