We're sorry, but your princess is in another castle

I smiled when I found this online. If you aren't into old school nintendo, this might not be that fun for you, but for me, this took me back in time...

Oh Mr. Sun, Sun, Mr. Golden Sun, please shine down on me

A couple of mornings ago, I went running and about half way through my run, I looked up and saw the big dipper. At 7:00 in the morning. I should not be able to see the big dipper at 7:00 in the morning. I should see the sun. It should be bright and sunny and cheerful, and I shouldn't have to worry about whether cars can see me well enough to know I'm there and not run me over. I don't want to be able to have a quick astronomy lesson with my kids before I send them off to school. Really.

Tagged Again

Nothing like getting tagged when you don't know what to blog about. Thanks, Jen, for the tag!


8 Favorite TV shows: (I'm noticing that most of these are now off the air. Sad.)
1. The Office
2. Scrubs
3. Gilmore Girls
4. Ed
5. Lost
6. Freaks and Geeks
7. You Can't Do That on Television
8. The Colbert Report

8 Things I did yesterday:
1. Dejunked my room (yay!)
2. Taught piano lessons
3. Helped Thing 2 with homework
4. Pulled weeds
5. Read Thing 3 books
6. Made homemade vegetable soup and muffins
7. Ran 3.5 miles
8. Listened to an audiobook

8 things to look forward to:
1. Halloween piano recital
2. Thanksgiving with my parents and some siblings
3. No more shoulder pain
4. Going to the pumpkin patch with the kids
5. Sneaking candy out of my kids' Halloween bags
6. Finding time to play Brain Age
7. Going out with Sparky this weekend for the first time in months
8. Christmas in San Diego - Yay!

8 Favorite restaurants:
1. Tio Lio's - Mexican restaurant in San Diego
2. Santana's - Mexican restaurant in San Diego
3. Old Town Mexican Cafe - you know where
4. Oscar's - Not Mexican food, but still in SD
5. Claim Jumper - serves enormous amounts of food, there is one in SD
6. New York Burrito - doesn't exist anymore, was our favorite place in Provo
7. Central Market - best soup in the world located here, look out Soup Nazi!
8. Aroy Dy's - Thai food located here

8 Things on my wish list:
1. Nice ear phones for my iPod that work!
2. A new Ben Folds CD
3. Mental Floss!
4. Real Mexican food
5. Time
6. Energy
7. Health
8. A house where we can stretch our legs!

8 people I tag:
1. Suzanne B.
2. Emily S.
3. Sara K.
4. Diana G.
5. Thing 1!

6. CDR
7. Rachel B.
8.Sandy F.

I'm Getting Old

Sparky is always claiming that he's getting old. I used to have little patience for this and would tell him he's fine, suck it up, only in a much nicer and more acceptable, loving way. But now I'm starting to think that maybe he was on to something and I was just two years behind on the enlightenment since I'm two years younger.

Case in point #1:
I am forgetting everything. People's names. Things I'm supposed to be doing. Semi major events that happened to me years ago. I used to brag that I had a great memory, now I am batting under the league average.

Case in point #2:
Last night I was playing volleyball (I know, another volleyball story, sorry), and I pulled a muscle in my shoulder during my first hit of the game. I tried to keep playing, but I was worthless. I went home early, popped a couple of Advil, and iced it. I thought of my father-in-law, who takes ibuprofen like they're candy - before, during, and after basketball and surfing which is almost every day for him - and realized that I am teetering at the top of a very slippery slope.

I am getting old. I am making the transition to liking classical music more than rock. I care about current events and listen to NPR. I like to go to bed at a reasonable hour, and I tell the kids to turn the TV down. I swear, next come dentures and a walker.

BYU vs. Washington

I have been meaning to post this for a while. About a month ago, Sparky, Thing 1, and I went to the BYU-Washington game with a bunch of friends. My parents drove over and went to the game with us, which was fun. Now, if you follow BYU football, you know what a close game this was. We're up by seven, Washington's quarterback has a fantastic run into the end zone, celebrates by flipping the ball up into the air and gets called for excessive celebration. Washington fans cry about it, boo-hoo. I think it's a lame rule, but it is the rule. If you have a problem, take it up with the NCAA and get the rule changed. Anyway, they moved the ball back for the extra kick, and BYU blocked the kick for the win. I could not stop celebrating (which for me consisted of jumping up and down and screaming my head off), until a guy a couple of rows in front of us started taunting the Washington fans in the next section. I wanted to shake him and say, "what are you trying to do, get us killed?" The Washington fans have hated BYU since 1984 when they claim we stole the national title from them, so who knows what they'll do when provoked.

Luckily we made it home safely. I learned two things at the game: 1. Washington fans are whiners. 2. Wahington fans like to brag about how "established" their stadium is, but all that really means is it's falling apart and the seats are brutally uncomfortable.

Pretty

This is the result of Thursday night's volleyball fun. I love playing volleyball, and those who I've played with know that I'm not afraid to sacrifice my body for the ball. I'm usually pretty good about rolling so I don't get hurt, instilled in me from all those high school practices (thanks, coach!) But I often get mocked for my less than graceful rolls, and Thursday night I guess I got a little self conscious about it, et voila. I dove for the ball and didn't roll. See? Roll, people, roll! Tell your friends and neighbors, don't let this happen to someone you love. It's been two days, and I still can't kneel down. But, I saved the ball and we won the point, so it was totally worth it.

Facebook: The beginning of a beautiful love/hate friendship

I caved and joined facebook. Sparky has been telling me to join for a long time. Apparently my friends were finding him and asking where I was. I've been dragging my feet with it just like I did with this blog - hey, I am a busy girl, and I don't have time for computer fun! Plus, I'm weak. I knew once I started I'd get addicted.

Case in point: Last night I signed up and it was so fun finding and talking to people that I haven't been in touch with in years, many since high school. Then I looked at the clock - cub scouts had ended five minutes ago. Yikes! So that's what facebook gets you, a good dose of neglecting your children. I felt so bad. I was always the last one picked up as a kid. The office ladies at my elementary school got to the point that they didn't bother asking if my mom was coming; they knew she'd be there eventually. I was so embarrassed by this as a kid, so now I totally overcompensate and make every effort to be there on time to pick up my kids. Except, apparently when someone has asked my to be their friend on facebook or has written on my wall. Luckily I called Sparky, and he happened to be at the same building for a meeting, so he went and grabbed him for me. At first I was grateful, but then I realized that this is all his fault anyway for having me sign up and getting me hooked.