I love Black Friday. It is my favorite day of the year. How's that for sad/pathetic/absolutely freaking fantastic? About 8 years ago my sister in law was telling me about Black Friday and how much money she saves in shopping on that day. I was completely stunned and almost scared to shop because, well, my mom is not a shopper... AT ALL! In fact, she hates crowds and she can't stand all the people hovering around...which is how I felt until Black Friday!
Ya, I got over that quick. The first year I went Black Friday shopping I fell in love. It gave me such and adrenaline rush I was hooked. I love this day! I think maybe the reason I love it so much is because again, about 8 years ago my wonderfully brilliant older sister gave me the best advise EVER! She told me what they do to save money for Christmas each year. Each paycheck they place a small amount, say $25, into a Christmas savings account. It is a special type of account which penalizes you if you take out your money sooner than Nov 1st, which is great because then it builds up. So, from that moment, I think it was Feb or March when she told me this, I started saving. Come Black Friday I had the funds to actually go out and spend money and not feel guilty. It freaking ROCKS!!
I went again this Black Friday and shopped longer than I ever have. I shopped for 11 hours. Mind you, I am 8 months pregnant and besides the occasional sit down for a min or two I was going and going and going... much like the energizer bunny. I was with my sisters and mother. It was fun for two of us because we had money, but not so much fun for the three that didn't. I don't understand how they did it. I would be bored to tears to go shopping at 4 in the morning and not have money to spend... but they went anyway and seemed to have a fun time.
The best part about this Black Friday is one super deal I wanted, and got. My 9 year old really wants a DS for Christmas. At Walmart they were selling them for $98. I really wanted this item, so I called in reinforcements. I had to contact my sister who lives in Tennessee to get one for me. The best part, she got one and really she shouldn't have been so lucky. They got to Walmart late and noticed that there was one guy.. one employee who was opening all the locked electronic cupboards. My sister and her husband were standing right in front of the DS cupboard and he says to my sister, "I think that cupboard is open" she said "what, really?" opens the cupboard grabs one and walks away... no more standing in line for her! She rocks.... Did I tell you she rocks? She does! And, she got me a starter kit too! She is just fantastic.
We had loads of fun. I think I bought more than anyone, actually I know I did, but I am almost done with my shopping. All I have to do is buy some shoes for the kids and they are done. I don't know what I am going to get my husband, and I have no idea what I want for Christmas. I thought about a new cell phone because it has been over 2 years, but my old one still works, and silly me, I can't see spending $200 on a phone when the old one is just fine. Plus, by the time I'm really ready to buy they will have been able to work out all the kinks on the 'new' phones and it will be loads cheaper.... shrug... who knows!
So... anyone else go Black Friday shopping? What's the best deal you have gotten?
Monday, November 30, 2009
Friday, November 20, 2009
Family
Family is like fish, after three days they start to stink, or in my case after 10 mins you want to punch them in the face.
Maybe I might be a tad emotional because I'm pregnant and hormonal and all, but seriously, there are some real jackasses in the family. Jackasses, meaning truly their butt must be made of gold because no one else in the world can do what they can do, work as hard as they work, and be as perfect as them....
Barf...
I don't know that I would even be able to explain why I feel this way because there are so many experiences that have brought me to this conclusion.
Now to the universe I say (because I'm not sure I should say specifically who this goes to) I don't care if you feel like you can treat your wife like a doormat, get her pregnant, and not change a diaper because you, 'the man' are better than that. I don't care that you choose to wake up at 4:00 in the morning and work until 10:00 at night, when it was not required, and something YOU chose to do. And, if I get that look, oh yes, that one where you look down upon me because I love my husband, and I want to see him, and I want to be married to him, and he wants to be married to me, and he wants to play with his kids, and he is not going to work 24 hours a day just because you want him to, or you think he should, you look at me like that one more time and seriously I'll jab your eyeballs out! (not to mention the fact that I did live without my husband for 3 years with 3 young kids, and I did it! By myself, something that YOU would never be able to do)
And, I mean really, last time I checked there was already a God and his name does not even resemble yours. It doesn't even start with the same letter....
And, just because you have the time to spend doing things that the rest of the family can't, doesn't mean you deserve more, or you're better than the rest of us, it simply means you have the time, oh, and need I remind you that once again YOU are making the choice to do these things. You don't get to complain about it, or if you are complaining be prepared to hear it from me, because dammit, I'm sick of it! Sick!!!!
Now, on a much better, happier note... I saw New Moon and loved every min of it. The directing was so much better, the cinematography and the CGI was amazing. It was loads better than Twilight! Last Thursday my friends and I had a party gearing up for New Moon and we watched Twilight, and the behind the scenes of Twilight! The director... oy... she should not have been hired... anyway, her voice was horrible and she really bugged me, and if you have a chance to watch her talk, I swear to you she wants to make love to the camera....but enough of that, I was trying to be happier....
The New Moon director, on the other hand, actually produced and delivered what I had created in my mind. It was done well. I was satisfied and I will most likely see that movie again. (I know, Heather, it's okay that you don't like it.... I accept all my friends, even the weird ones ;). But really, it was good and I enjoyed it.
Maybe I might be a tad emotional because I'm pregnant and hormonal and all, but seriously, there are some real jackasses in the family. Jackasses, meaning truly their butt must be made of gold because no one else in the world can do what they can do, work as hard as they work, and be as perfect as them....
Barf...
I don't know that I would even be able to explain why I feel this way because there are so many experiences that have brought me to this conclusion.
Now to the universe I say (because I'm not sure I should say specifically who this goes to) I don't care if you feel like you can treat your wife like a doormat, get her pregnant, and not change a diaper because you, 'the man' are better than that. I don't care that you choose to wake up at 4:00 in the morning and work until 10:00 at night, when it was not required, and something YOU chose to do. And, if I get that look, oh yes, that one where you look down upon me because I love my husband, and I want to see him, and I want to be married to him, and he wants to be married to me, and he wants to play with his kids, and he is not going to work 24 hours a day just because you want him to, or you think he should, you look at me like that one more time and seriously I'll jab your eyeballs out! (not to mention the fact that I did live without my husband for 3 years with 3 young kids, and I did it! By myself, something that YOU would never be able to do)
And, I mean really, last time I checked there was already a God and his name does not even resemble yours. It doesn't even start with the same letter....
And, just because you have the time to spend doing things that the rest of the family can't, doesn't mean you deserve more, or you're better than the rest of us, it simply means you have the time, oh, and need I remind you that once again YOU are making the choice to do these things. You don't get to complain about it, or if you are complaining be prepared to hear it from me, because dammit, I'm sick of it! Sick!!!!
Now, on a much better, happier note... I saw New Moon and loved every min of it. The directing was so much better, the cinematography and the CGI was amazing. It was loads better than Twilight! Last Thursday my friends and I had a party gearing up for New Moon and we watched Twilight, and the behind the scenes of Twilight! The director... oy... she should not have been hired... anyway, her voice was horrible and she really bugged me, and if you have a chance to watch her talk, I swear to you she wants to make love to the camera....but enough of that, I was trying to be happier....
The New Moon director, on the other hand, actually produced and delivered what I had created in my mind. It was done well. I was satisfied and I will most likely see that movie again. (I know, Heather, it's okay that you don't like it.... I accept all my friends, even the weird ones ;). But really, it was good and I enjoyed it.
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Anything at all?
So it's been a long time since I have written anything of value that doesn't consist of me complaining...
Not so sure this post will be any different.
Although I did try a yummy, most delicious Tomato Bruschetta, it was so good I filled my tummy to over full! A couple of weeks ago hubby and I watched Julie & Julia and she was eating this tomato bruschetta dish in the movie. I thought it looked really good and finally my pregnancy cravings got the better of me and I had to go buy the ingredients. Tomato, garlic, basil, balsamic vinegar, olive oil... how can that not be good? I put it over french bread toasted in butter.... oh... and I forgot the mozz cheese. Seriously it was that good!
Now, to the complaining, or maybe I should be putting it in question format. Why do the same ten people in your ward do the same callings? Why do the relatives of the first counselor in the Stake Presidency get all the good callings? Why can't they be the food storage coordinator? Are they more righteous than us normal people? And, why do we have to have our bishop for longer than 5 years? Why can't they have their run and be done with it? And, I swear to you, I would be great in primary, but.... obviously I have to learn something in my two stupid callings I have right now.... like why do I have to play the organ? I don't know how! And, what the heck, food storage coordinator... do you know how much work I have to do to do that calling? Oh, and if you decline a calling because your husband works out of town and you have little ones running a muck, and they ask you to be the ward activities leader and it just doesn't sound like something you can do... I think you get black listed or something. And, if you say you want to be released from YW's (even though you don't really) but you feel it is best because they put your husband in YM's and you have little kids, and you just got pregnant and thought you would be super sick for so long that it would be better to have someone in there that could do their calling, you get black listed as well...? Who does that?
Oh... that's right... my ward, my bishopric!
On a good note, they are absolutely incredible with the youth and love them so much! I think that means something. They spend loads of time helping with whatever is needed in those departments, and they are great service men...
Okay, let's face it... they aren't me! They aren't as smart as I know I am!
Which is obviously why I'm not the Primary President.... pfff.... go figure!
Not so sure this post will be any different.
Although I did try a yummy, most delicious Tomato Bruschetta, it was so good I filled my tummy to over full! A couple of weeks ago hubby and I watched Julie & Julia and she was eating this tomato bruschetta dish in the movie. I thought it looked really good and finally my pregnancy cravings got the better of me and I had to go buy the ingredients. Tomato, garlic, basil, balsamic vinegar, olive oil... how can that not be good? I put it over french bread toasted in butter.... oh... and I forgot the mozz cheese. Seriously it was that good!
Now, to the complaining, or maybe I should be putting it in question format. Why do the same ten people in your ward do the same callings? Why do the relatives of the first counselor in the Stake Presidency get all the good callings? Why can't they be the food storage coordinator? Are they more righteous than us normal people? And, why do we have to have our bishop for longer than 5 years? Why can't they have their run and be done with it? And, I swear to you, I would be great in primary, but.... obviously I have to learn something in my two stupid callings I have right now.... like why do I have to play the organ? I don't know how! And, what the heck, food storage coordinator... do you know how much work I have to do to do that calling? Oh, and if you decline a calling because your husband works out of town and you have little ones running a muck, and they ask you to be the ward activities leader and it just doesn't sound like something you can do... I think you get black listed or something. And, if you say you want to be released from YW's (even though you don't really) but you feel it is best because they put your husband in YM's and you have little kids, and you just got pregnant and thought you would be super sick for so long that it would be better to have someone in there that could do their calling, you get black listed as well...? Who does that?
Oh... that's right... my ward, my bishopric!
On a good note, they are absolutely incredible with the youth and love them so much! I think that means something. They spend loads of time helping with whatever is needed in those departments, and they are great service men...
Okay, let's face it... they aren't me! They aren't as smart as I know I am!
Which is obviously why I'm not the Primary President.... pfff.... go figure!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Sick
I'm done being sick. I have gotten the fever and two colds since I have been pregnant and I'm done. I get cranky and tired and I can't breath.....
After I exploded at the dinner table because 4 year old wasn't eating, my daughter says, "I wish Dad were here."
I said, "Oh ya?"
Daughter, "ya because then he could bless you," and then she got teary eyed.
She's my emotional one. I don't know why she was crying because I didn't say anything to her, but she must sense I don't feel good. I have a head cold my left eye is slightly swollen and any type of light makes my eyes water. So it looks like I'm crying when really all I need to do is sneeze, but I can't because my eyes just sit and water and tear up all on there own, which actually does make me want to cry because on top of all of that I can't sleep. My hips hurt from rolling from side to side...
Oy!
I'm done!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After I exploded at the dinner table because 4 year old wasn't eating, my daughter says, "I wish Dad were here."
I said, "Oh ya?"
Daughter, "ya because then he could bless you," and then she got teary eyed.
She's my emotional one. I don't know why she was crying because I didn't say anything to her, but she must sense I don't feel good. I have a head cold my left eye is slightly swollen and any type of light makes my eyes water. So it looks like I'm crying when really all I need to do is sneeze, but I can't because my eyes just sit and water and tear up all on there own, which actually does make me want to cry because on top of all of that I can't sleep. My hips hurt from rolling from side to side...
Oy!
I'm done!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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