Kind of Random

Do you know where to get refills for this adhesive? Googling "adhesives" is not a helpful thing and there is no other words on this dispenser. You would think that a company would put there name somewhere so that you could buy more if you like it. I don't know.

so excited and I just can't hide it...

Did you notice something on the right of my blog?

Oh yes, I got accepted to the Gourmet Rubber Stamps Design Team! Woo hoo!
And yesterday I received a lovely box full of rubber! So stay tuned for some fun projects with Gourmet Rubber Stamps as the star!

The View

Gorgeous view.

Then you turn around the other way and see this. I'm grateful to have a temple nearby. I love going to the temple. I don't love leaving my lights on while I'm there and having a dead battery when I get out. But it was so good to go again.

Photoshopping

Steve shares an office with two coworkers, one male and one female. The female coworker's birthday was Monday. Steve had me photoshop him and the other coworkers face on the picture for her birthday present. We have had hours of laughter from this picture! Thanks boys!

Hanging in there until my mom comes

I forgot how hard it is to have a newborn. All I do is make food, eat food, feed kids and try to accomplish something else. It can be so difficult to be a mom when everything you do just has to be done again. It sometimes feels like you never accomplish anything. You make dinner, but it will have to be made again tomorrow. You do dishes but more will take their place. Same with laundry and cleaning up toys and changing diapers. Can you tell what I did today? No that is because other things have already replaced what I did. But my mom comes this week and hopefully I can accomplish getting my house clean once, so then it can just be maintenance as opposed to trying to catch up from months of neglect.

The picture is RJ and I testing out the new blue camera. Thanks Dad!

This made me laugh...

but you may not, unless you read a lot of fine print. I got an email from Enterprise Rent-a-Car. For whatever reason, aka bored, I decided to read the email. I can get a free double upgrade. woo hoo. I have no reason to rent a car. Anyways, I go down to read the fine print, in case for some reason I want to find a reason to rent a car. This was the fine print (I changed the color of the fun parts, if you want to just read those):


Hi, there. A few things to remember about our free double upgrade offer. First, it's awesome. Second, it's valid on advance reservations made for an Economy through Intermediate size vehicle at standard daily or weekly rates at participating locations within North America. Find participating locations by calling 1 800 rent-a-car. Whew. Okay. Moving on. A 26-day maximum applies. Rental must end on or before February 10, 2010. The upgraded car class will not appear on your reservation, but we promise it will be applied upon arrival if there's an available car in the next two higher classes — free of charge, naturally. Also, this offer can't be combined with other coupons, offers or discounted rates. As you might imagine, standard rental qualifications apply. Other restrictions, including holidays and blackout dates, may apply. Pickup and drop-off service is subject to geographic and other restrictions. What else, what else? Oh yeah: void where prohibited. Now, that wasn't so bad, was it? Reserve at enterprise.com.

Yes, I have a dry humor and find this very funny. I would read more fine print if they all made it this enjoyable.

pickles

So I was at the store the other day and thought, "hey pickles sound like a yummy snack." We rarely have pickles at our house, because I am the only one who eats them. I truthfully think this is the first time I have bought them and had them in a fridge since Steve and I have been married. So obviously this is a monumental event, that needs to be recorded. Anyways, so I'm putting the groceries away and I thought I would just pull a little pickle out (they're all little because I got the snacker size...they're the perfect size). I thought for sure that it not being cold would have no affect on the taste of the pickle. I was so WRONG! Did not taste anywhere near as good as the ones do today because they are nice and chilled. So, note to everyone out there, don't do it. Don't eat a warm pickle (deep fried is different), it just isn't as good as the cold ones.

Friend's blog

Do you ever read a post of one of your friends and just want everyone to see it? I do. Lots. I have some awesome friends both new and old, what can I say. So I really liked my friends post and this is geared towards the mommies out there: Play Dress

Don't be offended, but I'm hijacking my blog and making it MY blog. I deleted other authors. So if any previous authors (family) want to post on here, you have to ask me to post it, or you can start your own blog. But since I was the main person posting, I figured it was time to make it mine. I love you!

Standing on the side of the road

I wish I took pictures this morning but I didn't. This morning, as a family, we held up Vote Yes on Prop 8 signs on the side of the road with about 40 or more other people. Some of the signs said Prop 8 = Freedom of Religion, Prop 8 = Less Government, Prop 8 = Parental Rights and there were a few others too. There was also Honk for Yes on 8. We had tons of people honking and giving us thumbs up. Just to note, we are out there smiling and waving and we have our child who is under two. We had the middle finger out the window a few times. We had some thumbs down. We had people yelling out their cars "bigot," "vote no for hate," and telling us that we are teaching our kids to hate and more. One guy said that we had enough freedom of religion. To see the people who would yell at us and the hate they had for us was shocking.

My sister-in-law had Yes on 8 bumper sticker and she had someone glue a sign to her car with lots of glue. She luckily got there before the glue dried and any damage was done. My father-in-law sent a letter to the newspaper about how hundreds of Yes on Prop 8 signs have been stolen off of private property and public property. His name was published in the paper and he has been afraid of vandalism.

Its crazy because I thought I lived in America, where we are free to believe and to tell others what we believe without persecution. That we can all coexist in this country peacefully even though we believe different things. But it seems times are changing. Apparently now it is not enough to give others rights at our own expense. Furthermore, it is no longer our right as parents to be informed of what our children are being taught at school. Where equal rights means having a "gay day" but not a heterosexual day for KINDERGARTNERS (Hayward, CA). Neither seem all that appropriate to me.

Okay I'm going to step off my soap box now.

Anybody who has 4 min. and wants to know more about Prop 8, go here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vI-GjWY-WlA

bugs me

You know what bugs me, when people name things and purposely don't spell them right. Or when a non-ghetto person names something ghetto. For instance, I have this little box next to me that says "Tissue Pak". What purpose does it serve to take the 'c' out? Why not just spell it right? I understand when they change the first letter from a 'c' to a 'k' or vice versa to make it an alliteration. I don't love it, but its not as bad. For instance, Kiddie Kamp. But this is what got me on this subject. There is this stamp company I like called Unity. They made a storage system for their stamps and they wanted help to think of a name. What did they call it? Rubba Rack. What is Rubba? Do you mean Rubber? Then why not call it Rubber Rack? Does it make that much difference to call it Rubber over Rubba. And the owner is definitely not ghetto. So WHY on earth would you called it Rubba?