Me: KSL (a local news website) has the worst pictures. They have an article about an autistic boy who went missing and the blind dog who found him, and there's not even a picture of the dog!
Adam: Well, the dog's blind; it's not like he can see his picture in the paper anyway.
Adam: We'll have to check to make sure no snails have gotten in the baby pool. There are a lot out there.
Me (with a horrified, I-hate-snails look on my face): There are?
Adam: Yeah.
Me: But you killed a bunch.
Adam: Yeah. We'll have to get a stick and stab 'em and see how many we can get on the stick.
My mouth falls open as I stare at my husband
Adam: Zed and I are going to have a lot of fun in a few years. You just look at me like it's a stupid idea.
Me: I wasn't thinking it was stupid; I was thinking that's a gross, boy idea.
(little bit of chit chat)
Adam: Well, now that they fixed the irrigation, we don't get the water snakes anymore.
Me: We had snakes?!
Adam: Yeah.
Me: A lot?
Adam: Oh, like five or six. They were little. I chopped one's head of with a shovel. That one was big.
Me: We had snakes?! You didn't tell me that!
Adam: I couldn't tell you. But now that they fixed the irrigation so we don't have them anymore, I can tell you.
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Wednesday, July 2, 2014
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Adam Stories
Me: "They had Duck Dynasty stuff at Walmart, and they had cups, but they were GREEN!" (Uncle Si's ever-present cup is blue...maybe blue-ish green-ish, but definitely not the yellow-green of the Wal-Mart cup)
Adam: "Maybe his started out as green. They should do testing on that thing, if he's had it since Vietnam."
People from Juab County in Utah have a slightly different way of speaking. Some of the things I've heard from them: Chimley (instead of chimney), I've went (instead of I've gone), theirselves (instead of themselves), and ambleance (instead of ambulance). One day, Adam said something he learned in Juab and I sighed and said, "Before I die, I'm going to get the Juab out of you." His response? "Good luck."
Me (after looking from my plate to Adam's and back): "How is it that in the time you've eaten three green beans, I've eaten my whole meal?"
Adam: "Mm-hmm."
Me: "What?"
Adam: "I'm friends with Mountain Man.'" (from Duck Dynasty)
Me: "Oh, I see. Well, I'm not getting you a grape slush."
A couple days after that conversation, Adam and I were eating dinner. I had finished my plateful and went in the living room to check on something. When I came back several minutes later, Adam still had half a plateful of food.
Me: "Is that your first plate?"
Adam: "No, it's my second. I'm slow, but I'm not that slow." :)
Me: "What are we going to do for the babies for Valentine's Day?"
Adam: "I don't know. What does Pinterest tell us to do?"
Me, doing a little online shopping: "Twenty-nine dollars for a bath rug?!"
Adam: "I could paint a rug on the floor for a lot less than that."
Me: "Don't even think about it."
Adam: "If I told you about it, obviously I've already thought about it. And it's a good idea."
Adam: "Maybe his started out as green. They should do testing on that thing, if he's had it since Vietnam."
People from Juab County in Utah have a slightly different way of speaking. Some of the things I've heard from them: Chimley (instead of chimney), I've went (instead of I've gone), theirselves (instead of themselves), and ambleance (instead of ambulance). One day, Adam said something he learned in Juab and I sighed and said, "Before I die, I'm going to get the Juab out of you." His response? "Good luck."
Me (after looking from my plate to Adam's and back): "How is it that in the time you've eaten three green beans, I've eaten my whole meal?"
Adam: "Mm-hmm."
Me: "What?"
Adam: "I'm friends with Mountain Man.'" (from Duck Dynasty)
Me: "Oh, I see. Well, I'm not getting you a grape slush."
A couple days after that conversation, Adam and I were eating dinner. I had finished my plateful and went in the living room to check on something. When I came back several minutes later, Adam still had half a plateful of food.
Me: "Is that your first plate?"
Adam: "No, it's my second. I'm slow, but I'm not that slow." :)
Me: "What are we going to do for the babies for Valentine's Day?"
Adam: "I don't know. What does Pinterest tell us to do?"
Me, doing a little online shopping: "Twenty-nine dollars for a bath rug?!"
Adam: "I could paint a rug on the floor for a lot less than that."
Me: "Don't even think about it."
Adam: "If I told you about it, obviously I've already thought about it. And it's a good idea."
Wednesday, December 25, 2013
Zed's and Alice's First Christmas!
Okay, I'm waaaaaay behind in blogging, but we've been super busy! But for those who are interested, here's a little bit of our Christmas celebration.
It was super fun getting ready for Christmas this year. I have to say, Adam is not the most fun person to give gifts to--he's always appreciative, but he's not the type to get very excited. And since I end up picking out half of my own gifts, I'm not the most fun, either! But this year, I had tons of fun shopping for Zed and Alice and wrapping their presents. Even though they were a little young to know what was going on, I loved helping them open presents and reading the Christmas story to them.
Here are our stockings, all ready to go!
Christmas tree
Alice and Zed, ready to open their first presents!
Alice in front of the tree
Zed in front of the tree
Alice and Zed with their gifts from Grandma Potter--some fun little bugs and some onesies
Zed and Alice with their presents from Grandma and Grandpa Perry: a toy workbench, a box of food (notice what Zed is reaching for!), a toy laptop and a toy kitchen set!
Zed with his turtle (it crawls and says, "Crawl with me, Baby!")
Alice with her Laugh and Learn Puppy
Zed and Alice with their present for Daddy--a calendar with pictures of them :)
Alice at Grandma and Grandpa Everitt's house
Zed at Grandma and Grandpa Everitt's house
Merry Christmas!
It was super fun getting ready for Christmas this year. I have to say, Adam is not the most fun person to give gifts to--he's always appreciative, but he's not the type to get very excited. And since I end up picking out half of my own gifts, I'm not the most fun, either! But this year, I had tons of fun shopping for Zed and Alice and wrapping their presents. Even though they were a little young to know what was going on, I loved helping them open presents and reading the Christmas story to them.
Here are our stockings, all ready to go!
Christmas tree
Alice and Zed, ready to open their first presents!
Alice and Zed helping me open my present from them: the Willow Tree "Two Together" set--twins! And it's funny, they are just like Zed and Alice--one has his hand in his mouth (like Zed) and one is holding onto her foot (like Alice).
Adam with his griddle...which I was so proud of keeping hidden since, like, July. Turns out, he saw it before Christmas :(
Alice at Grandma and Grandpa Everitt's house
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Happy Halloween!
Normally, I am not a Halloween person. I don't care about costumes, I've never been trick or treating, and I'd be fine with eliminating Halloween altogether. However, now that I'm a mom, I figure I'll enjoy Halloween for the kids' sake. Plus, it's fun dressing the kids up. So, we had fun with dressing up in our homemade costumes. Since I already had an Egyptian costume from when Rick Riordan visited the library (check out this post if you missed the details on the costume construction), we picked an Egyptian theme. We made a gold cape-thing and took the blue cape-thing from my original costume and gave it to Adam (since it was more manly than the gold one). Adam just wore a large black shirt and shorts to look sort of like an Egyptian tunic thing and spray-painted some chain gold to be a necklace. Zed and Alice got to be mummies. I actually had two white sleepers and hats handed down to me from friends. We took those and sewed strips of old t-shirts to them to make their costumes. They kind of look like they're unraveling a little bit...
Anyway, I think they're the cutest mummies ever and I'm glad Adam was a good sport about helping make the costumes and even wearing one.
Anyway, I think they're the cutest mummies ever and I'm glad Adam was a good sport about helping make the costumes and even wearing one.
Monday, July 22, 2013
More Adam Stories
Adam: "I hope a vacuum salesman comes to our house. Maybe I'll take down the 'no soliciting' sign."
Me: "Um, why?"
Adam: "So they can give us their whole spiel and then we can point out to them that we have hardwood floors. It'd be funny."
At the store, I pointed and said, "Man, look at those granny panties!"
Adam, having seen what is out there for pregnant women to try to cover our bellies, quickly said, "Um, those aren't granny panties; those are mommy panties." Sadly enough, pregnancy clothes do sometimes resemble granny clothes.
Adam: "Do you think I should watch some c-section videos online to prepare in case you have to have one?"
Me (alarmed, since this man's one fear in life is needles/doctors/hospitals...and since at our childbirth class, he got lightheaded and had to lie down when they talked about epidurals): "NO!"
Adam: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Uh, yeah. Don't even think about it!"
Adam and I were watching an episode of Duck Dynasty online, and a commercial came on for Always pads.
Adam quickly observed, "This is kind of an odd commercial to show during this show. It's not exactly geared toward their target audience." Good point...redneck hicks and feminine pads...kind of an odd combination.
Me: "Um, why?"
Adam: "So they can give us their whole spiel and then we can point out to them that we have hardwood floors. It'd be funny."
At the store, I pointed and said, "Man, look at those granny panties!"
Adam, having seen what is out there for pregnant women to try to cover our bellies, quickly said, "Um, those aren't granny panties; those are mommy panties." Sadly enough, pregnancy clothes do sometimes resemble granny clothes.
Adam: "Do you think I should watch some c-section videos online to prepare in case you have to have one?"
Me (alarmed, since this man's one fear in life is needles/doctors/hospitals...and since at our childbirth class, he got lightheaded and had to lie down when they talked about epidurals): "NO!"
Adam: "Are you sure?"
Me: "Uh, yeah. Don't even think about it!"
Adam and I were watching an episode of Duck Dynasty online, and a commercial came on for Always pads.
Adam quickly observed, "This is kind of an odd commercial to show during this show. It's not exactly geared toward their target audience." Good point...redneck hicks and feminine pads...kind of an odd combination.
Sunday, November 18, 2012
New Floors!
For the past couple months, whenever we've had spare time, we've been working on our floors. (And by we, I really mean mostly Adam but I did help!) We had some pretty ugly linoleum in our house...but we also had a couple of hard wood floors that made us wonder if the whole upstairs had the same hard wood buried underneath the ugly linoleum, which it did. So, we decided to pull up all the ugly linoleum, which took FOREVER. In the spare room, the stupid brown linoleum was so old that we couldn't just melt the glue and pull the tiles up; we literally had to take a chisel to the floor and scrape the tiles up--and the first time through, only the top half of the tiles would come up, so we had to do this TWICE in order to get the bottom layer off, too. Ugh.
So, moving onto the hallway, that was supposed to be easier...and the top layer of linoleum came up nice and easily...but it turns out there was another layer underneath (some weird blue linoleum that has to have been from the 70s). So, more scraping with a chisel :(
That left the kitchen--which was originally where Adam had started, but then he realized that the floor underneath was super sticky after the linoleum was pulled up, so he stopped in there and did the spare room and hallway and then returned to the kitchen. That was the easiest to pull up, but then we had to put cardboard and paneling over the floor in order to walk on it until we could move on to the next step because we would literally get stuck in it.
So, next, Adam used a bunch of chemicals (which he just told me was called "Adam's mixture of fun") to de-stickify the kitchen floor, and even more chemicals to deal with the dumb hallway. (Good thing we didn't have to pull up linoleum in the living room and our bedroom!)
Next, it was finally time to sand....
Adam and I both had Tuesday off; he went and rented a sander from Ace, having consulted with a worker there who assured him he'd have no problems; the machine he was renting would be great. Well, about 1.5 hours or 2 hours into the sanding and having only done about 3 square feet, we realized the Ace guy was NUTS. Adam went to Home Depot and got a heavier duty machine, which worked much better. He then went over all the floors with that machine a couple times and I followed behind with the wimpier sander to give the floors a smooth finish. We got the main areas of the floors done, but we still had to do the edges, which required renting yet another machine from Home Depot. By this point, I was pretty wiped out and went to bed, but Adam stayed up until 1:30 in the morning working on the edges. He finished that up, but then there were still some spots (like under the counter edges and in the corners) that had to be done by hand...which takes us to Wednesday.
I actually had to work on Wednesday, but Adam took a vacation day so he could work on the floor some more. He got the hand sanding done, applied the base coat and did 3 layers of the finish in all of the rooms but the kitchen, so I came home on Wednesday to beautiful floors! (And hey, even unfinished the kitchen floor looked way better than it did with the linoleum.)
On Thursday, Adam finished up the hand sanding in the kitchen (despite going to work and a church meeting, meaning he was out of the house for a good 12 hours). He even put down the base coat before going to bed. Then Friday morning, he got 2 coats of the finish done before going to work and came home on his lunch break to put the final coat on.
So, after tons and tons and tons of effort...we have nice floors!! YAY!
This is the before and after of the living room. The living room actually had a nice floor, but it was faded in one spot, and we knew it would be pretty much impossible to match the stain of the other floors to it, so we sanded it down and refinished it anyway.
This is the before and after of our bedroom. It's hard to tell with the rug there, but this floor was pretty scratched up...but still the second best floor in the house.
This is the before and after of the spare room...which had the UGLIEST linoleum in the history of linoleum. Brown parquet? Seriously? YUCK. I have hated that linoleum from the second I saw it!
This is the before and after of the kitchen. The linoleum in there wasn't as ugly, but it was very worn and needed to go.
We didn't take a before picture of the hallway, but the linoleum in there was brown and white-ish and not terrible but definitely not as pretty as a hard wood floor!
Anyway, I'm thrilled with the new floors and very appreciative of my amazing husband and all of the hard work he does to improve our house.
So, moving onto the hallway, that was supposed to be easier...and the top layer of linoleum came up nice and easily...but it turns out there was another layer underneath (some weird blue linoleum that has to have been from the 70s). So, more scraping with a chisel :(
That left the kitchen--which was originally where Adam had started, but then he realized that the floor underneath was super sticky after the linoleum was pulled up, so he stopped in there and did the spare room and hallway and then returned to the kitchen. That was the easiest to pull up, but then we had to put cardboard and paneling over the floor in order to walk on it until we could move on to the next step because we would literally get stuck in it.
So, next, Adam used a bunch of chemicals (which he just told me was called "Adam's mixture of fun") to de-stickify the kitchen floor, and even more chemicals to deal with the dumb hallway. (Good thing we didn't have to pull up linoleum in the living room and our bedroom!)
Next, it was finally time to sand....
Adam and I both had Tuesday off; he went and rented a sander from Ace, having consulted with a worker there who assured him he'd have no problems; the machine he was renting would be great. Well, about 1.5 hours or 2 hours into the sanding and having only done about 3 square feet, we realized the Ace guy was NUTS. Adam went to Home Depot and got a heavier duty machine, which worked much better. He then went over all the floors with that machine a couple times and I followed behind with the wimpier sander to give the floors a smooth finish. We got the main areas of the floors done, but we still had to do the edges, which required renting yet another machine from Home Depot. By this point, I was pretty wiped out and went to bed, but Adam stayed up until 1:30 in the morning working on the edges. He finished that up, but then there were still some spots (like under the counter edges and in the corners) that had to be done by hand...which takes us to Wednesday.
I actually had to work on Wednesday, but Adam took a vacation day so he could work on the floor some more. He got the hand sanding done, applied the base coat and did 3 layers of the finish in all of the rooms but the kitchen, so I came home on Wednesday to beautiful floors! (And hey, even unfinished the kitchen floor looked way better than it did with the linoleum.)
On Thursday, Adam finished up the hand sanding in the kitchen (despite going to work and a church meeting, meaning he was out of the house for a good 12 hours). He even put down the base coat before going to bed. Then Friday morning, he got 2 coats of the finish done before going to work and came home on his lunch break to put the final coat on.
So, after tons and tons and tons of effort...we have nice floors!! YAY!
This is the before and after of the living room. The living room actually had a nice floor, but it was faded in one spot, and we knew it would be pretty much impossible to match the stain of the other floors to it, so we sanded it down and refinished it anyway.
This is the before and after of our bedroom. It's hard to tell with the rug there, but this floor was pretty scratched up...but still the second best floor in the house.
This is the before and after of the spare room...which had the UGLIEST linoleum in the history of linoleum. Brown parquet? Seriously? YUCK. I have hated that linoleum from the second I saw it!
This is the before and after of the kitchen. The linoleum in there wasn't as ugly, but it was very worn and needed to go.
We didn't take a before picture of the hallway, but the linoleum in there was brown and white-ish and not terrible but definitely not as pretty as a hard wood floor!
Anyway, I'm thrilled with the new floors and very appreciative of my amazing husband and all of the hard work he does to improve our house.
Friday, October 5, 2012
Friend or Enemy?
Had a fun conversation with Adam this morning, which he says I'm not allowed to post on Facebook so I'm putting it here so to preserve the memory.
Me: Don't worry, I won't tell your friends you just said that.
Adam: What friends? [Good point. Adam is very much a loner and he doesn't claim many people as friends.]
Me: The deacons. [The 12 and 13 year old boys he works with at church, who are quite rambunctious and slightly crazy but who actually are the people he spends the most time with besides me and his co-workers.]
Adam: They're not my friends; they're my enemies.
Me: Haha. I'm posting that on Facebook.
Adam: You can't. You're friends with ****[one of the deacons] on Facebook. He'll see it and it'll hurt his feelings.
Me: He'll know you were joking.
Adam: I don't know, he might not.
Me: I'm sure he will.
Adam kept insisting that the kid might not know Adam was joking, and eventually I had to concede the point, since his sense of humor is one of his best-kept secrets. Ah, the problem of having a funny husband who hides it so well from everyone else...
Me: Don't worry, I won't tell your friends you just said that.
Adam: What friends? [Good point. Adam is very much a loner and he doesn't claim many people as friends.]
Me: The deacons. [The 12 and 13 year old boys he works with at church, who are quite rambunctious and slightly crazy but who actually are the people he spends the most time with besides me and his co-workers.]
Adam: They're not my friends; they're my enemies.
Me: Haha. I'm posting that on Facebook.
Adam: You can't. You're friends with ****[one of the deacons] on Facebook. He'll see it and it'll hurt his feelings.
Me: He'll know you were joking.
Adam: I don't know, he might not.
Me: I'm sure he will.
Adam kept insisting that the kid might not know Adam was joking, and eventually I had to concede the point, since his sense of humor is one of his best-kept secrets. Ah, the problem of having a funny husband who hides it so well from everyone else...
Sunday, September 2, 2012
Just a Little Hairy...
Adam teaches the 12 and 13 year old boys at church, which tends to lead to interesting stories...such as this one:
The boys are going to have a Q&A with some of the people in the ward later this week and the boys were writing out their questions. One boy was writing out quite a few questions and asked Adam, "Hey, what's your name?" (Never mind the fact that Adam has worked with this kid for the past EIGHT MONTHS or so...apparently it takes longer than that to learn a name.)
Adam said, "Why? Are you going to write me a personal question?"
The kid said, "No, I just want to know your name."
Adam said, "First or last?"
The boy said, "First."
Another of the boys chimed in, "Brother" (which is the term that we use in the church for the men), and Adam added "Everitt" to help this slightly clueless kid out in remembering who he is.
The first kid (the one who had been asking Adam's name) then provided this lovely piece of information: "Hey, Brother Everitt, your arms look like a Sasquatch."
Adam's response? A simple "thanks".
(My response when he told me the story? I totally laughed out loud.)
The boys are going to have a Q&A with some of the people in the ward later this week and the boys were writing out their questions. One boy was writing out quite a few questions and asked Adam, "Hey, what's your name?" (Never mind the fact that Adam has worked with this kid for the past EIGHT MONTHS or so...apparently it takes longer than that to learn a name.)
Adam said, "Why? Are you going to write me a personal question?"
The kid said, "No, I just want to know your name."
Adam said, "First or last?"
The boy said, "First."
Another of the boys chimed in, "Brother" (which is the term that we use in the church for the men), and Adam added "Everitt" to help this slightly clueless kid out in remembering who he is.
The first kid (the one who had been asking Adam's name) then provided this lovely piece of information: "Hey, Brother Everitt, your arms look like a Sasquatch."
Adam's response? A simple "thanks".
(My response when he told me the story? I totally laughed out loud.)
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
Clear and Copious
On Friday, I drank a full 8 cups of water in the hour that I was on the treadmill...and in the hour afterwards, had to use the bathroom quite often, and a funny conversation ensued.
Me: "This is the FOURTH time I've gone to the bathroom in an hour."
Adam: "Oh, that's okay; it's supposed to be clear and copious."
Me: "What?"
Adam: "Clear and copious."
Me: "What are you talking about?"
Adam: "Clear and copious. That's what they teach you in Boy Scouts."
Me: "Um, they do? No, they don't, do they?"
Adam (emphatically): "Yes. It's easy to get dehydrated so you have to drink lots of water and then your urine should be clear and copious."
Me (tone of disbelief): "Did they really teach you that?"
Adam (confidently): "Oh, yeah. It's an official Boy Scout lesson."
I'm not sure if it's really official, but it seems to be one that stuck with Adam!
*Since this happened on Friday and I'm just getting around to blogging about it today, I asked Adam if there were any details he remembered, and he quickly said, "Yeah, you laughed at me a lot." Um, true. I certainly did :)
Me: "This is the FOURTH time I've gone to the bathroom in an hour."
Adam: "Oh, that's okay; it's supposed to be clear and copious."
Me: "What?"
Adam: "Clear and copious."
Me: "What are you talking about?"
Adam: "Clear and copious. That's what they teach you in Boy Scouts."
Me: "Um, they do? No, they don't, do they?"
Adam (emphatically): "Yes. It's easy to get dehydrated so you have to drink lots of water and then your urine should be clear and copious."
Me (tone of disbelief): "Did they really teach you that?"
Adam (confidently): "Oh, yeah. It's an official Boy Scout lesson."
I'm not sure if it's really official, but it seems to be one that stuck with Adam!
*Since this happened on Friday and I'm just getting around to blogging about it today, I asked Adam if there were any details he remembered, and he quickly said, "Yeah, you laughed at me a lot." Um, true. I certainly did :)
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Bathtub Cheese
I just told Adam that I was trying out a slow-cooker tomato basil soup recipe; it called for canned tomatoes but I decided to try fresh tomatoes since very soon we're going to have lots of ripe tomatoes (and Adam doesn't even like them), and I'd like to find something to do with them. I finished off my explanation of this by saying, "Then we can eat lots of tomato soup and grilled cheese."
Adam responded, "And we can make our own cheese."
I said, "Oh, yeah, I actually saw directions for that on Pinterest."
Adam replied, "And we'll make it in the bathtub."
Looking quizzically at my husband, I said, "Why would we do that?"
Matter-of-factly, Adam told me, "So we can make large batches and sell it."
Feeling the need to nip this idea in the bud, I said, "That's so unhygienic," to which Adam quickly responded, "That's why all of those places get shut down, because they make their cheese in the bathtub and it's unhygienic."
Thinking surely he wasn't serious, I said, "What places?" and Adam told me there are lots of them. I still didn't believe him, but Adam insisted I could google this and I'd find lots of stuff on bathtub cheesemaking, so I headed for the laptop, typed in "bathtub cheesemakers" in google, and sure enough, bathtub cheese is a real thing (although not necessarily made in an actual bathtub; it sounds like it can be made in any unhygienic tub/vat).
So, I turned to Adam, who was watching me with an expression that told me he was quite confident that I'd find things about bathtub cheese, and said, "Where'd you hear about bathtub cheese in the first place?"
His answer? "I just thought it was common knowledge." :)
A little later in the evening, we were having a bantering session that would have sounded completely nonsensical to anyone else, and I said, "We're so weird," and Adam quickly countered, "Why? We're not the ones making cheese in our bathtub."
Adam responded, "And we can make our own cheese."
I said, "Oh, yeah, I actually saw directions for that on Pinterest."
Adam replied, "And we'll make it in the bathtub."
Looking quizzically at my husband, I said, "Why would we do that?"
Matter-of-factly, Adam told me, "So we can make large batches and sell it."
Feeling the need to nip this idea in the bud, I said, "That's so unhygienic," to which Adam quickly responded, "That's why all of those places get shut down, because they make their cheese in the bathtub and it's unhygienic."
Thinking surely he wasn't serious, I said, "What places?" and Adam told me there are lots of them. I still didn't believe him, but Adam insisted I could google this and I'd find lots of stuff on bathtub cheesemaking, so I headed for the laptop, typed in "bathtub cheesemakers" in google, and sure enough, bathtub cheese is a real thing (although not necessarily made in an actual bathtub; it sounds like it can be made in any unhygienic tub/vat).
So, I turned to Adam, who was watching me with an expression that told me he was quite confident that I'd find things about bathtub cheese, and said, "Where'd you hear about bathtub cheese in the first place?"
His answer? "I just thought it was common knowledge." :)
A little later in the evening, we were having a bantering session that would have sounded completely nonsensical to anyone else, and I said, "We're so weird," and Adam quickly countered, "Why? We're not the ones making cheese in our bathtub."
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Adam-isms
People think Adam is so quiet, but he's really not, and he has an absolutely hilarious sense of humor. Besides his famous "it's a car, not a boat" story, here are some things he's done that have given me a good chuckle.
For the past few days, whenever I've gotten a cut or a scrape (which happens more often than you'd expect), Adam has been spraying some sort of antibacterial spray on it. Well, today, I happened to see the label on his magic spray, noticing first that it says, "Used by Veterinarians" and then that it says, "For animal use only!" Adam's explanation? "Well, we're animals."
The other day, I mentioned to Adam that I'd seen a job description that talked about wanting someone fun and easygoing, complete with the ability to dodge foam darts. I said, "How would you even put that on your resumé?" Adam said, "Excellent dodge ball skills?" and then paused for a second and said, "Do they want Napoleon Dynamite or something?"
While watching the Olympics, "Why didn't they have Harry Potter at the Olympics? He should have lit the torch with his wand." Well, I posted that as my facebook status and then later reported that people liked my status and think he's funny. He said, "I'm serious. They should have had him fly in there on his broom and light it." (Btw, he's not really a big Harry Potter fan...but I am, and I like how he incorporates Harry Potter into quite a few of our conversations.)
I was trying to take a picture of Adam, but when I looked at the image afterwards, I had to let him know that he'd been talking during the picture, to which he promptly responded, "No, I don't talk."
Adam playfully squished me one day, and I said, "Hey, you're not supposed to belly flop your wife." Without missing a beat, Adam said, "Hm. It didn't mention that in my book." What book, you ask? Adam's favorite:
For the past few days, whenever I've gotten a cut or a scrape (which happens more often than you'd expect), Adam has been spraying some sort of antibacterial spray on it. Well, today, I happened to see the label on his magic spray, noticing first that it says, "Used by Veterinarians" and then that it says, "For animal use only!" Adam's explanation? "Well, we're animals."
The other day, I mentioned to Adam that I'd seen a job description that talked about wanting someone fun and easygoing, complete with the ability to dodge foam darts. I said, "How would you even put that on your resumé?" Adam said, "Excellent dodge ball skills?" and then paused for a second and said, "Do they want Napoleon Dynamite or something?"
While watching the Olympics, "Why didn't they have Harry Potter at the Olympics? He should have lit the torch with his wand." Well, I posted that as my facebook status and then later reported that people liked my status and think he's funny. He said, "I'm serious. They should have had him fly in there on his broom and light it." (Btw, he's not really a big Harry Potter fan...but I am, and I like how he incorporates Harry Potter into quite a few of our conversations.)
I was trying to take a picture of Adam, but when I looked at the image afterwards, I had to let him know that he'd been talking during the picture, to which he promptly responded, "No, I don't talk."
Adam playfully squished me one day, and I said, "Hey, you're not supposed to belly flop your wife." Without missing a beat, Adam said, "Hm. It didn't mention that in my book." What book, you ask? Adam's favorite:
Friday, February 24, 2012
It's a Car, Not a Boat
For the past couple weeks, we've been trying to sell our extra car. Adam got an email the other day asking if the car was still available, and he said yes. Then he got this response:
"I so much appreciate your response to my earlier mail.Am Ok with the price for the car i wish to let you know that I'm satisfied with the condition.Like I said there's no doubt I'm going to purchase it if you are ready to sale it for me.Therefore I want you to consider it sold by withdrawing the advert.Note that you will not be responsible for shipping and handling.My pick up agent will come to your location for pick up.Kindly provide me your name and full address,so i can forward it to pick up agent to calculate the cost of pick up for me.I would like you to know that the payment will be made via PayPal because is fast and secured to send and received money online, All you have to send me now is your full address where the car we be pick-up and your PayPal email address so that i can proceed with the payment immediately.Hope to hear from you soon."
Obviously, this was a scam, but rather than just ignoring it, Adam decided to have little fun with this guy and emailed him back:
"greetingsso sorry in the delay of respones to email. i will only be able to accept cash sales thanks you much appreciate"
Well, the guy apparently wasn't quick enough to catch on to the fact that Adam suddenly was using broken English and improper spelling, and he replied again:
"Thanks for the response,i am more than happy to see you write back...I would have love to called you to discuss this issue more better but my mobile phone is playing up The Handset is kinda waterlogged and therefore unpredictable to use the only way for me to contact you for now is via pc if not because of that i would have called you earlier,I'm at the sea at the moment.i am a sailor and i really want to make this purchase.I insisted on PayPal because i don't have access to my bank account online as i don't have internet banking, but i can pay from my PayPal account as i have my bank a/c attached to it.I will need you to give me your PayPal email address so i can make the payments asap...please if you don't have PayPal account yet, it is
very easy to set up, go to WWW.PayPal.com and get it set up...after you have set it up i will only need the e-mail address you use for registration with PayPal so as to put the money through."
Well, appreciative of the man's instructions on how to use Paypal (haha), Adam responded once more:
"Greetings greafull for reply, it is cause of difficulties to use paypal account as to password is diffrent and this causes upredictable uses for using paypal via pc login. it is much of easy to signup with online bank account. you need visit bank website at WWW.(nameofbank).com their you login with information it is not hard too do. it is pleasurable to me that you are sailor but this car is vary far away from sea, it does not go well in deep water, maybe we need to find you a boat to buy.
Cheers."
Haven't heard anything back from our potential buyer, but I've gotten quite a few chuckles out of this. Adam's so funny...and so few people know it! (I'm still laughing out loud and I've read this message several times...)
"I so much appreciate your response to my earlier mail.Am Ok with the price for the car i wish to let you know that I'm satisfied with the condition.Like I said there's no doubt I'm going to purchase it if you are ready to sale it for me.Therefore I want you to consider it sold by withdrawing the advert.Note that you will not be responsible for shipping and handling.My pick up agent will come to your location for pick up.Kindly provide me your name and full address,so i can forward it to pick up agent to calculate the cost of pick up for me.I would like you to know that the payment will be made via PayPal because is fast and secured to send and received money online, All you have to send me now is your full address where the car we be pick-up and your PayPal email address so that i can proceed with the payment immediately.Hope to hear from you soon."
Obviously, this was a scam, but rather than just ignoring it, Adam decided to have little fun with this guy and emailed him back:
"greetingsso sorry in the delay of respones to email. i will only be able to accept cash sales thanks you much appreciate"
Well, the guy apparently wasn't quick enough to catch on to the fact that Adam suddenly was using broken English and improper spelling, and he replied again:
"Thanks for the response,i am more than happy to see you write back...I would have love to called you to discuss this issue more better but my mobile phone is playing up The Handset is kinda waterlogged and therefore unpredictable to use the only way for me to contact you for now is via pc if not because of that i would have called you earlier,I'm at the sea at the moment.i am a sailor and i really want to make this purchase.I insisted on PayPal because i don't have access to my bank account online as i don't have internet banking, but i can pay from my PayPal account as i have my bank a/c attached to it.I will need you to give me your PayPal email address so i can make the payments asap...please if you don't have PayPal account yet, it is
very easy to set up, go to WWW.PayPal.com and get it set up...after you have set it up i will only need the e-mail address you use for registration with PayPal so as to put the money through."
Well, appreciative of the man's instructions on how to use Paypal (haha), Adam responded once more:
"Greetings greafull for reply, it is cause of difficulties to use paypal account as to password is diffrent and this causes upredictable uses for using paypal via pc login. it is much of easy to signup with online bank account. you need visit bank website at WWW.(nameofbank).com their you login with information it is not hard too do. it is pleasurable to me that you are sailor but this car is vary far away from sea, it does not go well in deep water, maybe we need to find you a boat to buy.
Cheers."
Haven't heard anything back from our potential buyer, but I've gotten quite a few chuckles out of this. Adam's so funny...and so few people know it! (I'm still laughing out loud and I've read this message several times...)
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Green Eggs (but no ham)
On Sunday, Adam and I were just lazing around, just enjoying being able to get a little extra rest, and his stomach growled. I asked what he wanted to eat; our conversation turned to green eggs and ham...and I thought, Why not?
So, I beat some eggs and added a little food coloring...
...fried up some peppers and "green" onions...
...and we had green eggs for breakfast.
Adam says they tasted normal, but I swear mine actually tasted green.
Kinda silly, but it made for a memorable morning, and we enjoyed just being silly together.
So, I beat some eggs and added a little food coloring...
...fried up some peppers and "green" onions...
...and we had green eggs for breakfast.
Adam says they tasted normal, but I swear mine actually tasted green.Kinda silly, but it made for a memorable morning, and we enjoyed just being silly together.
Sunday, June 26, 2011
One Reason Why Adam Is the Best Husband Ever
You gotta love a man who spells out his feelings for you with vegetables, right? (Those are green beans, in case you can't tell.)