Tuesday, February 28, 2012

A Discovery at The Gap


When I realized the other day that Ian only has one pair of jeans that are long enough for him, we headed into The Gap to check out the sale's rack. He absolutely HATES shopping, so he grabbed the first 2 pairs of size 14 slims in sight and headed to the dressing room. I followed him into the dressing area to make sure he at least tried them on.

"Do you want me to sit out here and you can come out and model for me or do you want me to come in the dressing room with you?" I asked.

"Come on in," he grumbled.

I sat on the bench in the dressing room while he started to change. One second later, the most putrid smell hit my sensitive nostrils. Had someone left some dead fish or perhaps a dead raccoon in the dressing room? I quickly covered my nose and screamed, "What is that HORRIBLE smell?!"

Ian was oblivious. What smell? I scanned the small room, looking for the source of the offensive odor. Ian stood there looking bewildered, one leg stuck into the new jeans, his shoes sitting on the floor beside him. "Ian, is that smell coming from your feet?!" Because he had just gone through a growth spurt, we'd just purchased some new shoes for him a week previously. Could it be the Nikes? I sniffed at the shoes. Nope. Nice and fresh. "Seriously, Ian! What is that horrible smell?"

"It might be my socks," he said innocently.

I thought back to the previous weeks. The last couple times I had folded laundry I had questioned Ian about the lack of socks in his clean clothes pile. I had even asked at one point, "Ian, why does everyone else have 5 or 6 pair of clean socks in their piles, and you have zero?" I had gotten a mumble in response, and hadn't pursued it.

After thinking through the lack of socks in his laundry pile I hesitantly asked, "Ian. How long has it been since you changed your socks?"

"I put these on this morning."

"But are they clean?"

"I took my socks off last night, put them in my sock bucket, and put them back on this morning," he said. Like that was perfectly normal.

"Ian!!! You HAVE TO CHANGE YOUR SOCKS DAILY!! PUT THEM IN THE LAUNDRY BASKET EVERY NIGHT SO THEY WILL GET WASHED!"

"But my socks get lost in the wash. I always end up with only 1 sock per pair."

"Ian. Seriously! How long has it been since those socks you have on have been washed?"

"It's been a couple of weeks. But I take them off every night!"

We promptly left the dressing room, bought the jeans, and hurried home so Ian could bathe his stinky feet and put on a pair of fresh socks. I washed the 2 week old socks that night. And what do you know? One got lost. I have a feeling I will not be seeing any of Ian's socks in the laundry again this week!

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

A Trip to Victoria's Secret


Victoria's Secret Employee (VSE): Hi. Can I help you find something today?
Me: I'm looking for a piece of lingerie for Valentine's Day.
VSE: They are right over here.
Me: What would you recommend for someone without boobs?
VSE (with a look of shock on her face): Well . . . a lot of the lingerie is sized by bra size.
Me: Do you have anything smaller than a size A?
VSE: (speechless)
Me: I guess I'll try a 32A.
VSE: (still speechless)

I headed to the dressing room armed with a 32A little number to try on. I got it on, only to find that the cups on the outfit had about 2 inches of extra space/gaps on each side.

VSE: How are you doing in there?
Me: Well, I have lots of space inside these 32A cups.
VSE: Maybe you can fill them with marshmallows.
Me: (speechless)

Valentine's ended up being a hit. Aaron really enjoyed the fluffiness of the miniature marshmallows. Also, I'd have to say that he really "Skor"ed! (Thanks to my dear friend for the brilliant idea of presenting Aaron with a Skor candy bar on his pillow.) I couldn't stop laughing when I saw his face light up at the sight of the candy bar. I told Aaron he could reuse the Skor bar as many times as he wants to this year. All he has to do is lay the Skor bar on my pillow. Funny thing is, I found the empty Skor bar wrapper on the dresser this afternoon. I guess that's it for the year!

Monday, February 6, 2012

Nyah's Piano Recital



Nyah did a beautiful job at her recital! She played "Scarborough Fair" which was made famous by Simon and Garfunkel. I'm so proud of her for practicing so hard for this performance!

Lowes Xtreme Air Sports

Nyah and Ian decided to combine their mommy/daddy/kid dates and go to Lowes Xtreme Air Sports together. I found out later that Nyah wanted Ian to go along because she didn't want her mom and dad to jump with her. "That would be soooo embarrassing!"


Lots of jumping. Lots of swinging on trapezes. Lots of fun. (It was actually smart of Nyah not to let me jump. I would've peed my pants and been kicked out for "messing" up the gym!

Fast Sunday+SuperBowl Party=


Today started out as
Fast Sunday
. "On Fast Sunday, members of the LDS church are encouraged to fast for two consecutive meals; most members of the church choose to skip the first two meals on Sunday, though some skip the last meal on Saturday and the first meal on Sunday. Members are also encouraged to give the money they save by not eating as a fast offering which will be used by the church to help the needy" (Wikipedia).

We got home from church at 4:30 and ended our fast. We then proceeded to stuff our faces with Taco Salads, Guacamole, Queso Dip, Mozzarella Cheese Sticks, Chips, Soda, and Strawberry Shortcake.

We now call SuperBowl Fast Sunday . . . Fat Sunday!