After reading Debbie’s post at Suburb Sanity today, about her son being discombobulated, and combobulated not being a word, it got me thinking about “Rickisms”.
Now anyone that knows my Rick knows that there are times his tongue doesn’t spit out exactly what he meant for it to. Things get twisted and “discombobulated”.
Example in point. After his tour of Iraq, well really his whole adult life, he’s had a hard time sleeping. I know without a doubt that it’s not my snoring, I admit I snore, but how bad can it be? Well, that’s for another time.
Anyway, we bought him some Melatonin and to help him sleep. Justin just happened to be visiting (good witness) and Rick said he was going home and take a melanoma and go to Bolivia. He really meant that he was going home and take a melatonin and go into oblivion. From then on we joke that we are going to “Bolivia”.
Great guy, takes as good as he gives. We still call that clothing brand “Tommy Hilliger”. Gotta love him and his twisted tongue.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
All tucked in
I've been watching for something fun or funny to blog about. Not much going on lately. Well today I finally have something funny to tell everyone. Not that it's really something I'm proud of or even really want to admit I did, but here goes.
You know how you see little kids come out of the the bathroom with their dress tucked in their panties? Well that was me today after a funeral in my ward. The family and most of the congregation had exited the Chapel, I walked to the front to move some flowers to the gym. A lady in my ward was right behind me when I started to turn around and she was about to hyperventilate. She said "your skirt is tucked in your pantie hose or something". I could have slithered right out the door. She looked even more humiliated than I felt, I mean she was bright red. Instead of slithering like I wanted to, I laughed and made some lame comment, adjusted myself, and went on about my business. You have to realize I have a hard time laughing at myself, but I tried really hard, I'm trying even harder not to be REALLY BUGGED by the whole thing. I would guess there were only a small number of people who saw, because they were going the opposite direction I was, but wasn't one enough????
I came home and told Rick, thinking he'd never let me live it down, do you wonder about my sanity in telling him in the first place. Well, all he said was "that's better than toilet tissue hanging out of your pants". He had told me about a lady who had just come out of the restroom at Albertsons, where he works. She was wearing sweats and a sweat shirt, and trailing behind her was a string of toilet tissue hanging out of her sweats. What in the heck would you do? I'm sure he was rolling on the ground laughing his head off, not about to approach her and end her embarrassment.
I'm going to start watching other people really, really closely and blog about THEIR misfortunes not my own. Have a great weekend and be sure to look in the mirror at your butt before you exit the restroom.
You know how you see little kids come out of the the bathroom with their dress tucked in their panties? Well that was me today after a funeral in my ward. The family and most of the congregation had exited the Chapel, I walked to the front to move some flowers to the gym. A lady in my ward was right behind me when I started to turn around and she was about to hyperventilate. She said "your skirt is tucked in your pantie hose or something". I could have slithered right out the door. She looked even more humiliated than I felt, I mean she was bright red. Instead of slithering like I wanted to, I laughed and made some lame comment, adjusted myself, and went on about my business. You have to realize I have a hard time laughing at myself, but I tried really hard, I'm trying even harder not to be REALLY BUGGED by the whole thing. I would guess there were only a small number of people who saw, because they were going the opposite direction I was, but wasn't one enough????
I came home and told Rick, thinking he'd never let me live it down, do you wonder about my sanity in telling him in the first place. Well, all he said was "that's better than toilet tissue hanging out of your pants". He had told me about a lady who had just come out of the restroom at Albertsons, where he works. She was wearing sweats and a sweat shirt, and trailing behind her was a string of toilet tissue hanging out of her sweats. What in the heck would you do? I'm sure he was rolling on the ground laughing his head off, not about to approach her and end her embarrassment.
I'm going to start watching other people really, really closely and blog about THEIR misfortunes not my own. Have a great weekend and be sure to look in the mirror at your butt before you exit the restroom.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Losing Pam
It seems that I've been posting pretty serious stuff lately. I really will post something happy and crazy sometime.
I lost a very good friend Sunday, after a 10 year battle with cancer. Her name is Pam Hunsaker and she's been the Treasurer at American Fork City for the past 24 years. Pam is the type of person that everyone flocks around. She's loud, cute, funny, smart, always happy. We have had some great experiences over the past 12+ years that I've been the Cedar City Treasurer. We've spent time playing in Chicago, Salt Lake City, San Diego, and St. George. We've gone on boat tours, watched fireworks, eaten waaaaaaay too much and enjoyed every minute.
One of our best trips was to Chicago in 2005. Rick had been in Iraq for about a month, so he was otherwise occupied. Justin and Chris met us all in Chicago to spend the week playing. I flew from Cedar to Salt Lake and the rest of the way with Jolene Jackson, Claire White and Pam. As we got off the plane and went to retrieve our luggage, there stood Justin and Chris waiting for us. Pam, Jolene and I are all within a year of each other, Claire a little older. I think Justin and Chris weren't really sure what to do with all us women, and they named us "The Premarin Patrol".
We shopped, ate, played, and ate some more. In between, we actually found time to attend our training. We had a great time and it will always be one of my favorite trips. Here are Pam and I in Chicago.
This is Pam lovin' on a male mannequin during our Chicago trip. Pam was always like this. It didn't matter if she was feeling under the weather, she was the life of all the parties. She is such a great example of endurance and love.
Pam has 4 children, 2 boys and 2 girls. Her oldest son just got married in November and I understand that she felt well enough to have Thanksgiving dinner at her house in November. It was just the first part of December, after feeling so tired and run down, she went to the doctor and was told to get on hospice, there was nothing they could do for the cancer, that had spread so quickly and so far.
Bless her heart, she fought a good fight, for 10 long years. She so wanted to stay with her family, and us her friends, that love her so much. Thinking about her today I just know that Heavenly Father is having the time of his life. He's enjoyed watching her from afar, now that she's there with Him, she is totally entertaining Him. She will absolutely keep Heaven hopping.
For our friends that were to our conference in St. George in May, remember Pam the professional "butt drummer". This will always make us laugh and remind us how short life can be. We love you Pammie and will miss you so much.
Me, Jolene, Deanna and Pam having fun in Chicago.
I lost a very good friend Sunday, after a 10 year battle with cancer. Her name is Pam Hunsaker and she's been the Treasurer at American Fork City for the past 24 years. Pam is the type of person that everyone flocks around. She's loud, cute, funny, smart, always happy. We have had some great experiences over the past 12+ years that I've been the Cedar City Treasurer. We've spent time playing in Chicago, Salt Lake City, San Diego, and St. George. We've gone on boat tours, watched fireworks, eaten waaaaaaay too much and enjoyed every minute.
One of our best trips was to Chicago in 2005. Rick had been in Iraq for about a month, so he was otherwise occupied. Justin and Chris met us all in Chicago to spend the week playing. I flew from Cedar to Salt Lake and the rest of the way with Jolene Jackson, Claire White and Pam. As we got off the plane and went to retrieve our luggage, there stood Justin and Chris waiting for us. Pam, Jolene and I are all within a year of each other, Claire a little older. I think Justin and Chris weren't really sure what to do with all us women, and they named us "The Premarin Patrol".
We shopped, ate, played, and ate some more. In between, we actually found time to attend our training. We had a great time and it will always be one of my favorite trips. Here are Pam and I in Chicago.
This is Pam lovin' on a male mannequin during our Chicago trip. Pam was always like this. It didn't matter if she was feeling under the weather, she was the life of all the parties. She is such a great example of endurance and love.
Pam has 4 children, 2 boys and 2 girls. Her oldest son just got married in November and I understand that she felt well enough to have Thanksgiving dinner at her house in November. It was just the first part of December, after feeling so tired and run down, she went to the doctor and was told to get on hospice, there was nothing they could do for the cancer, that had spread so quickly and so far.
Bless her heart, she fought a good fight, for 10 long years. She so wanted to stay with her family, and us her friends, that love her so much. Thinking about her today I just know that Heavenly Father is having the time of his life. He's enjoyed watching her from afar, now that she's there with Him, she is totally entertaining Him. She will absolutely keep Heaven hopping.
For our friends that were to our conference in St. George in May, remember Pam the professional "butt drummer". This will always make us laugh and remind us how short life can be. We love you Pammie and will miss you so much.
Me, Jolene, Deanna and Pam having fun in Chicago.
Monday, December 29, 2008
New Year's Plans and Ponderings
I don’t like New Year’s resolutions, the word resolution makes me mad. I think I’m kind of a rebel and non-conformist, so I like thinking of those strange things we all talk about at the beginning of each new year, as "positive life changes". No that’s kind of pompous. What about a new beginning? No that sounds like a Young Women’s program. I’m still trying to think of my own word or phrase that describes my New Year’s “things”. But I won’t wait for the right word or phrase, after all Thursday is the beginning of another new year. So some of the things, SO FAR, that I’ve been thinking about are listed here. I hope you can relate to some and laugh at others. I’m sure I’ll add to the list as time goes on. And I’ll be sure to let you know when I come up with an appropriate “thing” to call this.
Unconditional acceptance. Have you ever thought about meeting someone totally unlike yourself, someone maybe not as fortunate as you are? Maybe someone whose grooming habits aren’t quite up to snuff. What about the lady in line in front of you at the grocery store using her welfare card for stuff you can’t afford, whose kids haven’t had a proper grooming themselves that day? How do you feel? Are you compassionate? Do you mumble under your breath, do you step back from the un-groomed man? I will try this year to be more thoughtful when it comes to acceptance of those different from myself. People everywhere have different beliefs and different ways of doing things, that doesn’t make them good or bad, just different from me. I will try this next year to be more accepting of others, realizing that they too may find me different and strange.
Live for today, not because I don’t want to plan for tomorrow, but because I want to enjoy today. I don’t want to visualize what “might” happen, I want to experience all the good that is happening to me right now. I don't want to create anxiety before it's necessary. To do this I will try to look at situations in a more positive, "it's good today" mode.
I’m going to write in my journal more regularly. I have a “jottings” notebook that will become my “Gratitude Journal” and I will write 4 things daily that I’m grateful for. Doing this at Thanksgiving I realized just how superficial my gratitude is. I’m hoping that I will become more “deeply” grateful as I become more aware of my many blessings.
I will try to be more efficient at work, play and talk less and work more. I will try to be more understanding of those I work with and look for the best in them and let them know I appreciate them and their friendship.
I will study my scriptures more regularly and read good books. I will pray with more meaning and less selfishness. I will be more kind at home, less judgmental at home and away.
I probably will still procrastinate and dislike it as much as I do now. I will TRY to NOT procrastinate.
I will take better care of myself. I will try to eat a little healthier and if that means losing weight along the way, all the better. I will NOT deprive myself of some of the foods/treats I really enjoy. I will rack up the miles on my treadmill until spring, then I'll hit the streets again.
I will walk Baxter more this year. Some smart person said if your dog is fat YOU aren't getting enough exercise.
When I have the feeling that someone needs me or that I can do something to help someone, I will ACT not just think about it.
I will laugh more and complain less. I will try to control the little "evil twin" that lives in my head that feeds me negative energy.
Most of all, I will continue to love and care for my family. I will make sure Rick and Justin know they are the most important people in my life. I will watch my mom very closely, learning from her beautiful example. I will love my brothers and Rick's brothers and their families and completely enjoy the new additions they bring into this world. I will check with and visit Rick's parents more often and let them know that they are loved and how grateful I am for their love and support.
I will probably need to repeat all these again next year. But for now I have good, positive,happy thoughts and think I really can pull it off. At least for the first day or two of 2009.
Happy New Year to all you you!
Unconditional acceptance. Have you ever thought about meeting someone totally unlike yourself, someone maybe not as fortunate as you are? Maybe someone whose grooming habits aren’t quite up to snuff. What about the lady in line in front of you at the grocery store using her welfare card for stuff you can’t afford, whose kids haven’t had a proper grooming themselves that day? How do you feel? Are you compassionate? Do you mumble under your breath, do you step back from the un-groomed man? I will try this year to be more thoughtful when it comes to acceptance of those different from myself. People everywhere have different beliefs and different ways of doing things, that doesn’t make them good or bad, just different from me. I will try this next year to be more accepting of others, realizing that they too may find me different and strange.
Live for today, not because I don’t want to plan for tomorrow, but because I want to enjoy today. I don’t want to visualize what “might” happen, I want to experience all the good that is happening to me right now. I don't want to create anxiety before it's necessary. To do this I will try to look at situations in a more positive, "it's good today" mode.
I’m going to write in my journal more regularly. I have a “jottings” notebook that will become my “Gratitude Journal” and I will write 4 things daily that I’m grateful for. Doing this at Thanksgiving I realized just how superficial my gratitude is. I’m hoping that I will become more “deeply” grateful as I become more aware of my many blessings.
I will try to be more efficient at work, play and talk less and work more. I will try to be more understanding of those I work with and look for the best in them and let them know I appreciate them and their friendship.
I will study my scriptures more regularly and read good books. I will pray with more meaning and less selfishness. I will be more kind at home, less judgmental at home and away.
I probably will still procrastinate and dislike it as much as I do now. I will TRY to NOT procrastinate.
I will take better care of myself. I will try to eat a little healthier and if that means losing weight along the way, all the better. I will NOT deprive myself of some of the foods/treats I really enjoy. I will rack up the miles on my treadmill until spring, then I'll hit the streets again.
I will walk Baxter more this year. Some smart person said if your dog is fat YOU aren't getting enough exercise.
When I have the feeling that someone needs me or that I can do something to help someone, I will ACT not just think about it.
I will laugh more and complain less. I will try to control the little "evil twin" that lives in my head that feeds me negative energy.
Most of all, I will continue to love and care for my family. I will make sure Rick and Justin know they are the most important people in my life. I will watch my mom very closely, learning from her beautiful example. I will love my brothers and Rick's brothers and their families and completely enjoy the new additions they bring into this world. I will check with and visit Rick's parents more often and let them know that they are loved and how grateful I am for their love and support.
I will probably need to repeat all these again next year. But for now I have good, positive,happy thoughts and think I really can pull it off. At least for the first day or two of 2009.
Happy New Year to all you you!
Saturday, December 27, 2008
Jewel's Christmas CD
Twas the night before Christmas Eve, I think, when all through the house, nothing was stirring, everyone was snoring. When around 2:30 there arose such a clatter that Rick and I almost emptied our bladders. Out in the front room, surround sound blaring, was Jewel serenading us with Joy to The World, loud enough that it left us staring. I jumped from the bed, ran from our bedroom, wondering how to shut Jewel down and restore our peaceful nights sleep. I stepped on the hearth, depressed the power button on the DVD player with a mind of its own, staggered back to my bed and finished the night a little less joyfully.
It turns out that we had a power outage during the night and I hadn’t turned the DVD player off, having listened to Jewel earlier in the day. So when the power came back on, so did Joy to all the World. Kind of a rude awakening, so to speak, but very fun to talk about later.
It turns out that we had a power outage during the night and I hadn’t turned the DVD player off, having listened to Jewel earlier in the day. So when the power came back on, so did Joy to all the World. Kind of a rude awakening, so to speak, but very fun to talk about later.
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Christmas Eve, Eve
Justin came for Christmas, arriving in St. George Saturday at about 4:30. It's always so good to have him home. He keeps me grounded and helps me not be anxious about things I can't control. He's outside right now helping Rick sit the "Otie Tree" back up. Last year, after losing Otis, we started a tradition of putting a Christmas tree on the back patio in remembrance of Otis, and this year the wind keeps blowing it down.
It's cold today, having snowed again yesterday. Rick, Justin, Baxter and I went into Starbucks this morning and it was beautiful outside. It's truly a winter wonderland right now. Driving is kind of sketchy, but otherwise very beautiful.
Today mom and I both have hair appointments at 1, then Rick and I have to renew our military ID's, then it's off to Albertson's for last minute food shopping (I might decide to cook or something). Then a girl in our ward is in the hospital so Anige, Kamie and I are going for a visit.
Rick, Justin, mom and I are planning on having dinner somewhere in town then off to check out the Christmas lights. We'll go by the Tijuana house, the synchronized house in Fiddlers Canyon and wherever else it looks merry and bright.
We are looking forward to Christmas and are trying to keep the true spirit of Christmas in our hearts. We love this time of year and the happy, loving feelings it brings.
It's cold today, having snowed again yesterday. Rick, Justin, Baxter and I went into Starbucks this morning and it was beautiful outside. It's truly a winter wonderland right now. Driving is kind of sketchy, but otherwise very beautiful.
Today mom and I both have hair appointments at 1, then Rick and I have to renew our military ID's, then it's off to Albertson's for last minute food shopping (I might decide to cook or something). Then a girl in our ward is in the hospital so Anige, Kamie and I are going for a visit.
Rick, Justin, mom and I are planning on having dinner somewhere in town then off to check out the Christmas lights. We'll go by the Tijuana house, the synchronized house in Fiddlers Canyon and wherever else it looks merry and bright.
We are looking forward to Christmas and are trying to keep the true spirit of Christmas in our hearts. We love this time of year and the happy, loving feelings it brings.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Happy Birthday to me and other ramblings
So, yesterday was my 55th birthday. That sounds so old, but I don’t feel so old. I remember the first time someone asked my mom and dad if they wanted the senior citizen discount, I was totally offended. Now, here I am at that ripe age.
I decided many years ago that I didn’t want to be one of those people who used age for an excuse for everything from not being able remember things to not being able to stay active. If and when these things happen to me I’ll blame global warming or some other ridiculous thing. I promise to try very hard NOT to say I can’t……I’m getting too old.
I have noticed some changes, like my butt isn’t where it used to be, among other things. My butt feels like it sits further down on my legs, and I’m really glad I can’t see myself walking away. I’m working on that though. I bought a treadmill last year, the day after Christmas (Rick couldn’t take a hint before Christmas). I’m sure it doesn’t have even 300 miles on it since December 2007, but I’m trying to wear it out this next year.
I’m also trying to eat more healthy, but during the holidays that could totally go out the window. Don’t you just love the good food this time of year? The carmels (mom makes the best ever), the great chocolates circulating the office, apples, but who wants apples when there are nuts? Oh, and today we have someone bringing in Mexican food for lunch, just because he’s a nice guy (and they rent his restaurant, great advertising if the food's good). Think of all those good greasy chips, cheese running off the burritos, and maybe he’ll have some deep fried ice cream. I’d better try to wear out the treadmill THIS MONTH. There’s always lipo?!?
I had a great day. Renon told the girls in the office they couldn’t sing to me (I’m kind of weird about the attention) so Megan made flash cards that said: Happy Birthday To You Dear Wendy. Then Megan, Renon, Mary, Cathy and Kristin all came into my office and “sang” happy birthday to me. I wish I had a camera here at work, it was the best ever.
Of course Renon couldn’t tell Britain, at Youth Corrections, not to sing. So that’s just what he did, he announced to the group that they needed to sing to me. It really kind of touched my heart. Last night was the last time we will be with him on Monday nights. He “breaks out” on Friday. I think he’ll keep in touch with us and we pray that he will be okay.
Then my weirdest, best friend, Justin sent a cute reindeer filled with Mrs. Fields cookies – YUM!!! He always does something good and I always like what he does. He said I have another package coming today, can’t wait.
And I do have the best family ever. Mom told me happy birthday numerous times, Ione called and had a pretty, holiday arrangement sent, Danny and Randy both called, so did Paul, best brothers ever. Rick got me a cute card with a Starbucks card in it, what more could I ask for. EXCEPT maybe a Lia Sopia necklace, which I purchased for me from Rick – perfect day.
But then, aren't most days this time of year near perfect?
I decided many years ago that I didn’t want to be one of those people who used age for an excuse for everything from not being able remember things to not being able to stay active. If and when these things happen to me I’ll blame global warming or some other ridiculous thing. I promise to try very hard NOT to say I can’t……I’m getting too old.
I have noticed some changes, like my butt isn’t where it used to be, among other things. My butt feels like it sits further down on my legs, and I’m really glad I can’t see myself walking away. I’m working on that though. I bought a treadmill last year, the day after Christmas (Rick couldn’t take a hint before Christmas). I’m sure it doesn’t have even 300 miles on it since December 2007, but I’m trying to wear it out this next year.
I’m also trying to eat more healthy, but during the holidays that could totally go out the window. Don’t you just love the good food this time of year? The carmels (mom makes the best ever), the great chocolates circulating the office, apples, but who wants apples when there are nuts? Oh, and today we have someone bringing in Mexican food for lunch, just because he’s a nice guy (and they rent his restaurant, great advertising if the food's good). Think of all those good greasy chips, cheese running off the burritos, and maybe he’ll have some deep fried ice cream. I’d better try to wear out the treadmill THIS MONTH. There’s always lipo?!?
I had a great day. Renon told the girls in the office they couldn’t sing to me (I’m kind of weird about the attention) so Megan made flash cards that said: Happy Birthday To You Dear Wendy. Then Megan, Renon, Mary, Cathy and Kristin all came into my office and “sang” happy birthday to me. I wish I had a camera here at work, it was the best ever.
Of course Renon couldn’t tell Britain, at Youth Corrections, not to sing. So that’s just what he did, he announced to the group that they needed to sing to me. It really kind of touched my heart. Last night was the last time we will be with him on Monday nights. He “breaks out” on Friday. I think he’ll keep in touch with us and we pray that he will be okay.
Then my weirdest, best friend, Justin sent a cute reindeer filled with Mrs. Fields cookies – YUM!!! He always does something good and I always like what he does. He said I have another package coming today, can’t wait.
And I do have the best family ever. Mom told me happy birthday numerous times, Ione called and had a pretty, holiday arrangement sent, Danny and Randy both called, so did Paul, best brothers ever. Rick got me a cute card with a Starbucks card in it, what more could I ask for. EXCEPT maybe a Lia Sopia necklace, which I purchased for me from Rick – perfect day.
But then, aren't most days this time of year near perfect?
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