when i log onto blogger it tells me that "slippers and sperrys has 6 posts". but...what you don't know is that 5 of them are drafts. had i actually finished any of those posts, i would have been averaging a decent post every couple of weeks. but alas, i have not. my busy life of doing nothing all by myself in LA has really detained me.
i frequently have "i should blog about this" moments. but they fade really fast...like when i realize that they are dumb. or there's cake. or really anything else going on.
a bit of our recent ongoings:
i purchased a dust buster.
when you're a clean freak, this is a lifesaver. i was bouncing off the walls with excitement when it arrived and was finally all charged up and ready to use. like i said, i don't have much going on...
in march we went to las vegas to spend easter weekend with family. it was really nice outside, perfect pool, easter egg hunting and croqueting weather.
valentina gave this little set to me at my bridal shower and it has become one of our most used gifts. we play as much as we can. jared loves to teach and so all the littles round up and attempt to play with him coaching them along the way. i also had my first experience in the walker lawn business. oh i blew those leaves and trimmed those bushes. but i left the heavy lifting to kimber. vegas people have "yard work" so easy. because their yards are smaller than their driveways. sooo if you're in vegas and don't want to mow your patch of grass, the walkers will do it for a small fee.
i was sick on easter sunday and so we were only able to make it to sacrament meeting but it was a really great meeting and a wonderful reminder of what the easter holiday is all about.
with jared as the scout master, he gets to have a lot of boy time. this time i was able to help too. we went to the stake pinewood derby. it was pretty legit. and some of those parents are really competitive. yes, the parents. one kid lost a race and his mom came charging up to the judges table with an official "pinewood derby alignment measuring stick" and insisted that something was wrong...good luck to that kid.
we returned to las vegas for jared's birthday. we got tickets to see band of horses and he wanted to have his birthday dinner with his family.
now here's the thing. i do not like las vegas. i will not sugar coat that for anyone. it's dead, brown, sinful and hotter than hades. but i do love that we have family there. i learn patience with children, i learn to cook new things and best of all, i am surrounded by supportive parents, new traditions, and examples of strong marriages and happy parenting. and for that, i am always very grateful and happy to return to. it's a weekend long party when we come to town. this time the party kicked off with a trip to the emergency room when jared's dad tore the bejeezus out of his elbow.
but he lived. and survived surgery. it was almost worse for jared because he passes out at the sight/sound of bodily mishaps. they don't phase me at all... but i can't even mention it without him turning ashen.
the concert was great. the music was fantastic and the venue was cool. the crowd was questionable and really rather unenthusiastic but we enjoyed ourselves, nonetheless.
did i mention that while we were there half the family was dropping like flies one by one from a stomach flu? well it hit us like a ton of bricks about 24 hours later. so we spent jared's birthday with fevers and running for the bathroom. ick. the day i was over that i thought "this was just a 48 hour kinda thing..i'm good as new". so yes, my first meal was in n' out. and yes..it didn't go well 15 minutes later. back to toast. blah.
but why is jared such a great husband? he knew i would throw up in n' out but i wanted it so bad and so without complaining, he went and got it for me anyway. such a sweetheart.
now i am well, weighing in at just over 100 lbs, and bored to hell. but i really do like the idea of part time work so we will see how things turn out.
oh ps there was an earthquake the other day. it was just a little one, but i have officially experienced (-ed because i survived it) my first earthquake.