Quotes
"He just barely started doing that."
"Its cute but I don't know how you live with that."
-two housewives talking in the Target Grocery about a noise the kid in the cart was making
"Let's bake a moment together."
"I know, in our original U-boats."
-Me, reading a cake box, and Kelsea talking about those tubes that fishers sit in out in the lake
"Don Quixote wouldn't stand a chance against one of those."
-Paul Porter, observing the wind turbines of Wyoming (from Ashleigh)
"This is ruining my quality of life."
-Uncle Roger pointing to a television playing Judge Judy above his head, at the Dairy Queen
Thursday, July 22, 2010
oh, hi
I went shopping at Target for a wedding gift today, and I ended up getting them a breadbox. I thought hey I could put some other cute stuff in there, and it will be easy to wrap. So I get to the check out and the girl is trying to scan it and she says, "What is this thing," and I said, oh it is a bread box. And then she said:
"What is a bread box?" WHAT? Is that really a thing that people don't have bread boxes at their house? Has she never played 20 questions? Bigger than a breadbox? A blond white girl who has never heard of a bread box?
"You don't have one of these at your house?" I asked.
"No," she said, and just kept smiling. "Where do you open it?"
I showed her. "See, and you put your loaf there, and some bagels over here in this part."
"I have never heard of this," she says.
"Your friends don't have one either?" I asked. She shook her head, still grinning at me like I must be making the whole thing up.
"Well, I guess you don't need one," I said, walking away because I was starting to hold up the line, "But they are convenient, sort of." I guess all they really do is keep your bread hidden.
Funny.
I went shopping at Target for a wedding gift today, and I ended up getting them a breadbox. I thought hey I could put some other cute stuff in there, and it will be easy to wrap. So I get to the check out and the girl is trying to scan it and she says, "What is this thing," and I said, oh it is a bread box. And then she said:
"What is a bread box?" WHAT? Is that really a thing that people don't have bread boxes at their house? Has she never played 20 questions? Bigger than a breadbox? A blond white girl who has never heard of a bread box?
"You don't have one of these at your house?" I asked.
"No," she said, and just kept smiling. "Where do you open it?"
I showed her. "See, and you put your loaf there, and some bagels over here in this part."
"I have never heard of this," she says.
"Your friends don't have one either?" I asked. She shook her head, still grinning at me like I must be making the whole thing up.
"Well, I guess you don't need one," I said, walking away because I was starting to hold up the line, "But they are convenient, sort of." I guess all they really do is keep your bread hidden.
Funny.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
It is strange to think I have only been back for a week. A good week though. Last Sunday I went to see Brandi Carlile with the ladies, and that show was just as amazing as the Tegan and Sara concert. And similarly, also made me want to cut off my hair, get tattoos, and be a lesbian rock star.
I worked a million hours, watched the 1st season of Dead Like Me, starting working out again, and one of the nights Celisse and Ten and I had a girls night and watched
a) The Bounty Hunter and
b) The Departed
Which I think is pretty hilarious considering the first is a chick flick, and the second is a bloody mafia movie with too many f-words to count.
I am trying to figure out what comes next, and the answers don't come to me no matter how many times I clean my room and turn on the Scentsy and make a night cap. My pillow is breaking my neck while I sleep.
But in general, things are going to turn out just fine.
I worked a million hours, watched the 1st season of Dead Like Me, starting working out again, and one of the nights Celisse and Ten and I had a girls night and watched
a) The Bounty Hunter and
b) The Departed
Which I think is pretty hilarious considering the first is a chick flick, and the second is a bloody mafia movie with too many f-words to count.
I am trying to figure out what comes next, and the answers don't come to me no matter how many times I clean my room and turn on the Scentsy and make a night cap. My pillow is breaking my neck while I sleep.
But in general, things are going to turn out just fine.
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Everytime I sit down to try and write something about this last visit to the midwest, I just start weeping. So instead I will just say what I've been learning.
I am learning to suck the love out of everywhere. To say out loud, "I am so happy I could die." To be more alert. To realize the happiest moments in my life, and acknowledge them silently to myself, and appreciate my loved ones.
Salt Lake City may be one of the loneliest places in the world, but there is still a lot of love.
I am learning to suck the love out of everywhere. To say out loud, "I am so happy I could die." To be more alert. To realize the happiest moments in my life, and acknowledge them silently to myself, and appreciate my loved ones.
Salt Lake City may be one of the loneliest places in the world, but there is still a lot of love.
I'll give you anything, but I'll give you problems
I used to get really worried at the end of dentist visits because they always would tell you not to eat or drink for 30 minutes after the fluoride. I would think, "Now what am I going to do?" And suddenly get really thirsty because I couldn't have water.
Now I wake up everyday and take a pill and can't eat for 30 minutes, and my inner child is saying, "This just isn't working for me." But its either that or serious pain, which is I suppose the only reason people take pills. Besides Sudaphed, which is candy coated.
Where have I been.
I spent 2 weeks in a vacuum of love and sunshine and heartbreak in the midwest. There aren't words to say what I think there. Its something about how I would give anything to smell the scent of my grandfather's cellar, or walk in itchy cornfields every summer for my life. I end up spending every moment trying to suck all the joy out of it. To try to memorize it.
I used to get really worried at the end of dentist visits because they always would tell you not to eat or drink for 30 minutes after the fluoride. I would think, "Now what am I going to do?" And suddenly get really thirsty because I couldn't have water.
Now I wake up everyday and take a pill and can't eat for 30 minutes, and my inner child is saying, "This just isn't working for me." But its either that or serious pain, which is I suppose the only reason people take pills. Besides Sudaphed, which is candy coated.
Where have I been.
I spent 2 weeks in a vacuum of love and sunshine and heartbreak in the midwest. There aren't words to say what I think there. Its something about how I would give anything to smell the scent of my grandfather's cellar, or walk in itchy cornfields every summer for my life. I end up spending every moment trying to suck all the joy out of it. To try to memorize it.
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