Ah, beloved Conference weekend. A time of no bras, shampoo or even soap. A glorious time of no primary(though I love my calling) and no trying to get my kids to sit still and be quiet. I love conference weekend! This time I tried conference packets (thank you JoLyn) and they worked for a little bit till I realized it felt a lot like my weekly Church hell so I gave up although Audrey stuck to it for a while. Those are very cool they'd be great for church, too but you probably already know that!
We have been updating our home the past few months. It mostly entails paint but we did get new doors and trim and baseboards, too. ElRey was able to paint our cabinet doors and interior doors finally because our friend who is a painter lent us one of his sprayers (THANK YOU JIMMY!!!!) It went so quick! It was awesome! They look so good!! Thanks to everyone who has lent us tools and their expertise so we can do this!! That's what ElRey did in between conference sessions.
It was raining pretty good that day so I think the kids were going crazy but that night we got to go to my mom's for pizza and cookies while ElRey and my brothers and dad went to priesthood session. The kids played hard and had a good time. My favorite part was when Lily decided to vomit all over herself and me. I won't go into details but my sister-in-law, Erin came running to help, grabbed Lily so I can clean me and the floor but what neither of us thought about is that she is pregnant and very sensitive to smells so she started gagging and we thought we'd be cleaning her up after Lily. Thanks for taking a bullet for me, Erin! Luckily that was it and Lily seems to be okay now. Isn't it amazing what us mom's can put up with!?! I never thought I could deal well with vomit all over the front of me but I survived! Yeah me!!
I have discovered I have a rare, nonfatal but serious disease. I don't want to alarm anyone but I have something called "Conference Narcolepsy". It can hit at any time anything that sounds remotely like conference is on. No matter how hard I try, I fall into a nice cozy sleep! I know the early saints would've never fallen asleep when a Prophet is speaking (granted they were sitting on the ground or hard benches but still!) What is my problem!?! I'm so glad it all gets published in the Ensign a month later but I'd sure like to know what my deal is. I think its associated with the rare "Temple Narcolepsy" that tends to hit the best of us! Maybe I should organize a 5k or fun run to bring awareness the masses about these dangerous diseases. It could be a fundraiser to find a cure-or buy me a new TV which ever works!! I ended up doing house work (on a Sunday?!?! GASP!!) to stay awake for the last part. I figured it was better than completely missing everything.
As ElRey was bringing the doors back in from the garage yesterday, he discovered two things that make me want to swear-1. a hole chewed into my flour in my food storage(ok, so we'd live about a month on my so called "food storage" but its something and I call it bigger than it is so I don't hurt it's feelings) and 2. mouse poop!!! GRRRR!! I've never wanted a cat until now!!! I made ElRey go get some traps in between sessions (now that's 2 naughties on a Sunday, I'm hoping He understands!!). Is it bad to pray that the mouse/mice get caught aka killed quickly? I did it anyway. Once a critter is on my territory I go all "lone wolf" on their butt and defend it to the death!! Hopefully the mouse's!! We couldn't even get Annie to sleep downstairs last night since every noise she heard must have been the mouse!! Oh, DCon gods, do your magic!! Save us from this evil!!!
Monday, October 6, 2008
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3 comments:
I feel your pain about the mouse! We had them in our last house and I had to put my food storage into large rubbermaid bins until we had caught all of the critters. Plus I made my hubby patch any possible hole that they could squeeze their little bodies through. Good luck!
steve and i too suffer from the awful conference narcolepsy. in fact, if you would have walked by our front window saturday afternoon you would have seen us both passed out on the couch from this terrible affliction.
I too suffer from conference narcolepsy ... sad but true!
And the only good mouse is a dead mouse!
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