Saturday, November 28, 2009

the evergreen candle will stay in the closet

When I was growing up, we were a live Christmas tree family. In fact, we were a get-a-permit-and-cut-down-your-own-tree family.

Later, my parents were able to purchase some acreage up on Cedar Mountain (I consider it some of the most beautiful land you can find on this earth, but that's just me), and we became a don't-get-a-permit-but-still-cut-down-your-own-tree-family.

Honestly, some of my very favorite holiday memories center around that activity.




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My brother Mark and sister Becca on a tree-cutting expedition. (Mark is now 28, Becca just turned 31)


Now we're more of a take-the-tree-out-of-the-attic family. Last year, my dad was undergoing chemotherapy during the Christmas season, and so my mom bought an artificial tree. My sister and sisters-in-law also found that artificial trees were less mess and less fuss, and through the years, they have all gone that route as well. As for me, following my own Christmas tree fiasco (which you can read about here) I also became an artificial tree person.

But not this year!

We spent Thanksgiving in Cedar City this year, and yesterday I was able to persuade my parents and my husband to make the trek up the mountain to once again cut down our own piece of evergreen joy.

Heaven!
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Words cannot describe what it means to me to be able to see this twinkly smile again.

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No, we didn't adopt a little girl. That beautiful blonde is my niece, who offered to join us on this particular adventure.



Break out the tamale pot, and turn on the holiday tunes.



I hereby declare Charlotte's Christmas Season Open!

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Wednesday, November 25, 2009

First Kamryn (gets shafted) and Now Spencer

So, here, over a week late (due to last week's random video theme week, and this week's dental tragedy) we have the Eric birthday report.
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I made lemon meringue pie. (but not this one)



Prior to our marriage, I had never made a lemon meringue pie. Since our marriage, I have made exactly four. One for each November 16 and as well as each Thanksgiving that we have spent together.

Eric isn't a big cake guy. Oh, he's willing to eat it, but he'd much rather have lemon meringue pie.



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Interestingly, when I was growing up, my mom would often make pecan pie (but not this one) on March 2 (my father's birthday) rather than birthday cake.

This and other commonalities make me honestly wonder sometimes if I married a reincarnation of my father (not in a weird reverse-gender Oedipus way or anything though). Of course, my father is still alive, so he can't very well be reincarnated, so that theory doesn't really work now, does it?

I like Eric's birthday. Mostly because Eric is very easy to please. I make him a lemon meringue pie, encourage him to take the day off of work, treat him with a little TLC, and throw a few* gifts his way, and he's in seventh heaven. This year carried the added benefit of a lesson-free Family Home Evening of course, so that probably made things even better.

The other reason I like Eric's birthday is that from now until March, I'm only one year ahead of him in age instead of two. Call me vain, but I like that.

And that's pretty much the report.

Aren't you glad you stopped by today?



[pie images can be found here.]

* By "few", I really mean "few". This year's offerings were comprised of:
  1. a toolbox that Eric had already purchased for himself a month ago,
  2. a larger waste paper basket for the man room,
  3. these (that were going to go to Spencer (who is seven) for Christmas if Eric hadn't wanted them)

Monday, November 23, 2009

I thought I might die

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Lest you think that life is all joy and rainbows around here . . .


This morning, after enduring an excruciating night of agony and pain, I saw my friendly neighborhood dentist, and spent the following two hours in his chair, enduring a root canal.

A root canal that was so complicated and took so long that I had to receive about four extra shots of anesthetic half-way through the procedure. That's a first for me.

It was awful. It was the worst physical pain I have ever ever ever felt. I'm not kidding. The absolute worst I have ever ever felt in my whole life.

I cried.

I sobbed.

I prayed for relief from the agony.

(All this crying and stuff happened once I got home. Somehow I managed to hold it all together somewhat when I was at the dentist's office.)

I realized (yet again), that I will never make it as a CIA agent or prisoner of war, because there is no way I will ever be able to endure any kind of torture without breaking. Thankfully, as Eric so helpfully pointed out, I've never actually wanted to embark on either of these activities, so having them cut off from me is not really all that big of a deal.

At around 12:27 p.m. about 47 minutes after I took 1,000 miligrams of Lortab, I finally felt a dulling of the pain and spent the rest of the afternoon sleeping and listening to "Little Women" on DVD.

It feels good to be back among the living (even if there is a little bit of lingering loopy-ness).

So, tell me. How was your day?


Sunday, November 22, 2009

I love NY (and SLC)

To finish random video week, I thought we'd end with something that is both quirky, meaningful, AND timely.



My favorite parts?

  • the guy that was thankful for macaroni & cheese
  • the guy who was thankful for the days when the cab drivers don't yell at him
  • when Elder Dallin H. Oaks starts singing a solo in the middle of General Conference

So fun!

Oh, and when the man talks about how he still has his parents and they both still love each other after 36 years, and he is immediately followed by the woman who says that she's grateful to have celebrated one year of marriage to her husband? Well, considering the last two to three years of my life, that part of the video is pretty meaningful to me.

One more note of interest: I remember quite well the year that Elder Oaks gave this talk in General Conference. That particular year, we (at the opera company) were in the middle of building scenery and casting roles for our own production of Fiddler on the Roof, which was to open three months later. As a bit of a joke, my boss (Michael Ballam, who has had occasions to spend time with many of the members of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles) sent Elder Oaks a letter, congratulating him on his successful audition and inviting him to play the role of Tevya in our upcoming production. Surprisingly, Elder Oaks graciously declined, giving some some excuse about being too busy or something.




He turned down a plum role. Can you believe that?





Thanks for playing with me this week.

Saturday, November 21, 2009

brotherly love

It's random video week here in quirksville.

If you want to play with me, please check back every day this week for a new video.

You may have already seen this one as well, but it's worth a second view, in my opinion.

At any rate, you'll want to check out the remix, because it is A-W-E-S-O-M-E! (special thanks to Jake, for letting me know about this one.)





Friday, November 20, 2009

a new twist on an old favorite

It's random video week here in quirksville.

If you want to play with me, please check back every day this week for a new video.

I found this one day as I was browsing. I think it's funny, in a weird, almost scary kind of way.





Thursday, November 19, 2009

a preview of what was a coming attraction

It's random video week here in quirksville.

If you want to play with me, please check back every day this week for a new video.


Today we have my very favorite-of-all-time movie trailer.

You've almost surely seen this before, and have probably seen the movie that accompanies it as well (I haven't, but that's another story). But again, if you ask me, it's definitely worth another viewing.

Sometimes I'll purposely check out videos from the library just because I know that this preview is shown before the movie.

I guess from now on, I'll just click to this post.





Would it surprise you to know that at random moments I sometimes sneak up on Eric and say,

"You have underestimated me and the element of SURPRIAAAH !!!!"

No? Yeah, I thought not.

(When I do that, I laugh hysterically and Eric gives me his patented courtesy laugh. It doesn't deter me in the least. That's 'cause I'm a comic genius.)





Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Water Ballet

It's random video week here in quirksville.

If you want to play with me, please check back every day this week for a new video.



Today we have Eric's contribution.

He has this to say by way of introduction:



"This starts just a tad slow, but watch the whole thing. When it really gets rolling.. a brilliant display of the how far and how bizarre film studios would go in the exploration of 'entertainment'. The techno music really emphasizes the surreal quality. Love it!"








As for me (Charlotte), I love the music, but my very favorite part is when the sparklers come out of the water, already lit.

How did they do that?


Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Is she for real?

It's random video week here in quirksville.

If you want to play with me, please check back every day this week for a new video.


Our offering today is hilarious, in my opinion. Thanks to Tayneshia for helping me discover this amazing talent!


(A word to the wise . . . I generally skip over a minute or two in the middle. My ears can only take so much.)






(in answer to the question asked in the title--see here.)

Monday, November 16, 2009

Ready for another theme week?



I've decided that it is once again time for a little bit of blog fun.

See, two nights ago, I was lying in bed, thinking about this blog. Specifically, I was toying with the idea of posting some of my favorite YouTube videos here for awhile. I ran the idea past my official blog advisor (which, in case you were wondering, said blog advisor just might be having a birthday today), and he thought it was a great idea. I needed no further encouragement, and so with that I declare that . . .

It's random video week here in quirksville.


We'll start things out with what I think is probably my all-time favorite video that I've ever seen on YouTube. My thanks go out to Heidi who told me about it first, and a few others who post it on their Facebook pages to remind me of it from time to time.

Even if you've already seen it before, I highly recommend a repeat view. That's how good it is.




Happy Monday!




Tuesday, November 10, 2009

cute pink circles and a bit of clearing the air

This is another snippet of an entry, devoid of factoids regarding most of the events of our lives, but rich in detail about one specific area of our existence.

Shoes.

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I love these shoes (slippers, really).


I received them as a result of an etsy trade that I made a few weeks ago. Heather now has two pairs. My original plan was to give one pair as a Christmas gift, but I've decided that I just can't part with either. (Sorry Kamryn. Sorry Hannah.)


They're cute, they're sturdy, and best of all . . .

Heather hasn't figured out how to take them off!!

I know that the vast majority of you who read this blog either:

1) don't have kids yet
or
2) have kids that are anywhere from one to twenty-two years older than my Heather.

So, most of you aren't really in the market for some awesome infant/toddler shoes. However, if you find that you are, you can get more details, and even buy these little treasures here.

Oh, and just in case you are wondering, this is NOT a paid advertisement or a sponsored post in any way. I honestly love these shoes, and I post this purely in the interest of sharing something good that I've been lucky enough to find.

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(Her Little Highness likes them too.)



And now, a note about all the etsy references that I've been including here lately: Remember when I wrote that this was not going to turn into an etsy blog?

The thing is, etsy-ing has kind of turned into my new hobby (the wasp trap stopped being interesting weeks ago), and I have to admit that I've really been enjoying it. I've had fun setting up my shop, learning the ropes of marketing the things there, getting to know other etsy-ers, trading for fun stuff, and even making an actual cash sale from time to time.

However, since this blog essentially chronicles the activities and details of my life from day to day, I've found that the word "etsy" has made its way into more of my posts than I had originally planned.

Which brings us to my question to you: As one of the thirty people that check in here from time to time, how do you feel about that? Do you feel spammed? Do you feel commercialized? Do you feel pressure to buy hand-crocheted hats for everyone you know?

Do you miss the quirky days of yore?

If you do, let me know, and I'll see what I can do.




(But don't get cocky. If you think that just because I'm asking your opinion now it means that you'll eventually be able to weigh in on on the amount of Heather pictures get posted here in the future? )

(Well, you've got another thing coming.)









Saturday, November 07, 2009

. . . and we're back to avocados

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"Well, that was before I knew you were making guacamole."





Spoken by our hero a few nights ago as he scooped up some of my freshly made avocado delight. I had really only made enough for one serving, because before I made it, I specifically asked Eric if he was hungry at all. He replied negatively, explaining that he had just eaten dinner. As I saw my (well-balanced) meal disappearing before my eyes, I reminded him of that conversation.

Sigh.

That little exchange was followed by Eric telling me that if I ever decided to throw in the towel on the cooking dinner front and enact an all-avocado-all-the-time family diet, he would "totally be able to go for that."


(Eric has been pressed into service as a hat model for my Etsy shop.
Unfortunately, as much as I love it, this particular photo did not
make the cut.)




Not that I'm complaining. Actually, I kind of like the
consistency.





Tuesday, November 03, 2009

halloween musings

I enjoyed Halloween. Heather wasn't all that much into wearing her costume (I only posted the non-crying pictures here), but I forced her into it once more on Halloween afternoon so that we could go trick or treating to two (yes, only two) houses. Once she actually had the costume on, she was mostly okay, so it turned out to be quite fun.

* * *

Upon reflection, I've decided that Eric is better at answering the door for trick-or-treaters than I am. I open the door and I don't know if it's the costumes, or the parents watching from the sidewalk or what, but I get a little antsy. It's like I'm afraid the kids are going to dis the tootsie rolls I'm giving them or something. I quickly throw the candy in the sacks, and send the kids on their way.

Eric on the other hand, opens the door and begins a whole conversation with the group (why does this surprise me?). He first tries to guess what they are, and then if time allows, he'll go into a critique of the finer attributes of each costume. He's confident and easy, and he very much enjoys himself. That's why about 30 minutes into the night, I put Eric in charge of answering the door. More fun for all concerned.

(Of course, there was that one time when Eric complimented the ten-year-old princess on her vampire costume. Not his finest moment. Maybe it's time for another eye appointment. )




And that's what I've got for today.

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