Jobs, jobs, jobs

I am officially job hunting. I have never surfed the internet so much. It's crazy how much everything is run on the internet.

Just to let everyone know, I am looking around. If anyone has any leads that would be helpful, just let me know! Looking for administrative assistant, but am open to a lot of different things.

~THANKS~

Sweet 'N Salty

This was our creation on Sunday. We really wanted treats and had absolutely nothing to work with, so Stephen's creative juices started to flow.

Stephen LOVES s'mores and it only makes sense that that was his inspiration. First he wanted to start out with Ritz crackers, but they were old and stale, so we used Saltines. We figured that we would get both our sweet and salty fixes.

We melted marshmallows and stuck them between two Saltines. With our bajillion Hershey kisses, we tried to create a chocolate covered saltine marshmallow...yeah that didn't work. My train of thought led to a homemade double boiler that just ended up being chocolate kisses in a whole bunch of water.

In a last ditch effort I put the kisses in the microwave...they ended up looking like...well I can't really describe it. Just check out the pictures.

P.S. They were really gross...we tried.

P.S.S. Stephen and I played Mastermind last night. We BOTH guessed our combinations on the second try. We didn't even cheat. I know, it was luck. But at least both of us were lucky.

FRUSTRATION!!!

Stephen and my HOA dues are due tomorrow. The address on the envelope is a PO Box in Meridian. I drove to the only post office in Meridian to hopefully just drop off my envelope with check enclosed. This is the conversation I had with the lady at the post office.

Showing her the envelope I said, "Is this the post office that has this PO Box?"

Glancing up she said, "Yes."

"Can I just drop it off here?"

"Yes."

"Do I need a stamp, or can I just go without because I drove it here?"

"No, you need a stamp."

Frustrated I put the stamp on the envelope and handed it to her. She took the envelope from me and said, "Well see?...you got one day delivery for only 42 cents."

Walking away, I thought, "Yeah, I'll give you 42 cents...gggrrrrrrr"

Funny Story 2

Shane and Krystal came to our church house last night to play a little basketball. We started out with Around the World.

I was very impressed that I got as far as I did. I really stink at basketball.

Krystal got to the corner three point shot and stayed there almost the whole game. Seriously, atleast 10 rounds...She had finally had enough. The door to go out of the gym was right behind her. She opened the door and got a running start...chucked the ball at the specified location and watched as it swished into the basket.

After Around the World we got to the real game...two on two.

Stephen and Shane really would have kicked our trash but there were some extra added rules. We were playing to ten and Krystal and I were given nine points. AND Krystal and I had a special rule, anything goes. We cheated A LOT, but ended up winning. I have no idea what the score was, but we still won.

Funny Story 1

Yesterday I took Krystal to Dunkleys. I REALLY want a piano. I keep going to the store hoping that my savings account will eventually meet up with the price tag of the piano I want. ...someday...

While at the piano store, I began talking with one of the salesman on the floor. I told him of my desire for a piano and my lack of funds. He tried to sell my on different pianos for cheaper, but I just didn't like any of them. He began talking to Krystal about her University of Utah t-shirt. The salesman had gone to that school and they began a rousing conversation about college. I walked off eyeing different pianos.

Krystal and the salesman talked for another minute or so. I heard the man say to Krystal as they finished up, "Go help your Mom find a piano, she really wants one."

WHAT!

KRYSTAL!

I AM FIVE YEARS OLDER THAN HER, NOT TWENTY!

So...there you go...how old do I look?

Happy First Day of Spring!

With all of this warm weather going on, Stephen has not been able to sleep at night. He says that I am his "human heater" and he won't cuddle with me anymore...I wasn't a fan of that one, so I solved the problem. Last night I turned on the fan and opened the window in our bedroom.

This morning, I woke up and went to the kitchen to make Stephen breakfast. After I had been in the kitchen for about five minutes, I heard a weird sound. I couldn't figure out what it was, so I walked back into our bedroom. Not finding the source of the noise, I opened up our bathroom door. Stephen was tightly wrapped in his towel with my blow dryer on. He was using the blow dryer all over his body. As soon as he saw me open the door he looked at me with his "innocent eyes" and said, "Kami, it's cold!"

I laughed and walked back into the kitchen to finish my chores.

Hair...Straight Hair

Being a young married couple, I think that you run out of things to do. Stephen and I run into this all of the time.

"So, what should we do?"

"I don't know. What do you think we should do?"

This is a constant conversation between Stephen and I. Mainly in the winter. Last night I found something to do. Stephen grudgingly went a long. His hair has been getting quite long and I just wanted to see what it would look like not curly.

Here is his really hot, sexy curly hair. (Notice the background is basketball.)

While I was straightening his hair, Stephen was reading scriptures to me. This is what I heard, "And it came to paAAAHHHH THAT'S HOT!!!" Poor guy. Sorry hun! This is the end result. This is the uncurliest I could get it. Can't you see how enthused he is?

No More Attention For Me

It is March Madness.

I never understood the meaning of this simple phrase until I married Stephen. When they say madness, they really mean it. Stephen has the TV on basketball and the laptop on the Internet watching another basketball game. He is yelling at both screens. Saying something about his bracket.

Stephen hasn't really looked at me since the TV has turned on. (sigh)

Maybe I should start a husbandless wives club...

Guilt-Free

Last night Stephen and I watched LOST. Yeah, for those of you who watch it, you understand. We decided that we would eat a healthy snack during the show.

We had vanilla ice cream topped with my Mom's canned peaches. We had our dose of fruit and dairy and I don't even feel bad about it.

P.S. It was really good!

Happy St. Patrick's Day

When I was cooking breakfast, Stephen was making his lunch. He leaned over to see what I was making and said, "Gross! What's wrong with the eggs?!"

Stephen and I had green eggs and hash browns this morning.

Happy Birthday Grandpa Call!...(on March 19th)

Grandma Call is a perfect prayer. I know, that sounds kind of weird, but it is true. I've heard that we can be perfect in some things here on earth, and that is what Grandma is perfect at. For example: When I decided to serve a mission, Grandma was so worried that I would get called to a foreign country and die. She immediately began praying that I would get called to serve in Salt Lake City, UT. My Dad had to tell her to stop. I was at least called to serve in Texas. Only kind of foreign to Idaho.

I called Grandma Call today. It had been a while since we talked, so I called to let her know that I was still alive. While talking to Grandma she said, "Kami, I pray for you everyday. Do you know what I pray for?"

There was an awkward pause where I sat and thought...my brain came up with pregnancy.

"No Grandma, your prayers are not being answered."

She replied, "I just pray that you will still like me!"

I called her, didn't I? So I guess her prayers are being answered.

As our conversation wrapped up she said, "Kami, call me again soon...and next time, I'll let you talk."

Dental Success

I finally found a dentist. I've never really been a fan of going to the dentist, but I think I have found a winner. If anyone is looking for a dentist in Boise, go to Dr. Hymas on Five Mile across from the post office. He is awesome!

After waiting for two and a half years to go to the dentist, I had two cavities. Blah...but I am all fixed and pretty now. I love it when you can't feel your lips and people make fun of your smile.

Relief Society Birthday Dinner

"Purse"onal Threads of Faith...that was the theme of the night. We had so much fun! We also had so many more sisters there than what we had anticipated. Over 80!!! I was put in charge of the game for the night. As all of the sisters entered I weighed each of their purses. I think all of them thought I was a little odd, but we had fun.

After our "purse"onal taco bowls at dinner, I engaged the sisters in the new purse game show..."ARE YOU PREPARED?!" I gave the sisters a few situations to see if, in their purses, they were prepared for different situations that were thrown at them. Did they have a needle and thread? Band aids? Tide-to-go Pen? Tic Tacs? I bought mini packages of M&M's to hand out as prizes. I originally was going to throw them at the winners, but when our Relief Society President, Linda, found that out, she told me she would hand them out for me. He he. A lot of the sisters had the breath freshener and so I ran out of M&M's. We then came to the final prize...the heaviest purse! The sisters were so fun and were very involved. It was great!

After our game show, we had six sisters get up and speak about different topics, such as "purse"everance, "purse"sistance, "purse"uit of happiness, etc. We had some awesome sisters that had experiences that were really great to listen to. It also helped us to get to know them. Honestly...Relief Society Rocks!

Why?....that's all I have to say.

I don't even have kids and I hate grocery shopping. I put it off until the last moment possible. Let me take you through this long, arduous process. First I make a menu of dinners for about two weeks. This process alone takes forever. I can never figure out what I want to make. Stephen is almost never any help. He leaves it up to me because he says that he likes everything. After making my menu I begin to write down ingredients on my list that I don't have, that I need, to make every dinner on the menu. This means that I have to go through my pantry and fridge to see what I have. Aaahhhh.....even writing this is boring. Finally, list in hand, I drive to the grocery store to make my purchases.

The purpose of my post is this...my latest excursion to the grocery store was, I think, my funnest one yet.

As I pulled into the parking lot of the grocery store, I thought, "I hate grocery shopping". I checked to make sure that I had my grocery list and walked into the store. Every time I go to the grocery store, I check to make sure I have my list numerous times. I am quite paranoid that I will forget it. Honestly, if I got to the grocery store without it, I think I would have a mental break down. I would have no idea what to put into my cart!

While pushing my cart I meticulously look at my list and then the items on the racks. I hate having to go back and get things in isles that I have already been too. When I got to the baking isle, I reached my hand in my pocket to double check my list and make sure that I needed flour. The list was not in my pocket. I checked my other pocket. No list. I checked my hoodie pocket. No list. I checked my purse. No list. I was panicking. I couldn't even find my pen that I check things off with! I looked through my grocery cart and still nothing! Backtracking, I found my list sitting right next to my last item I had put in my cart. Fabric softener. I hate grocery shopping.

Trudging through the masses, I came to the tomato isle. For the life of me, I couldn't find the sun dried tomatoes! I was scouring that shelf. As I was intently looking on one shelf, I felt something shove me in the back. I turned around and saw a lady driving one of those wheelchair carts. Yeah, she ran right into the back of me and didn't even say anything. I hate grocery shopping.

Finishing up, I went to the cashier to check out. I placed all of my items on the moving belt and paid my tab. The cashier bagan to count back to me my change and realized that she had shorted me $20. This was the hightlight of my trip. Atleast she realized and admitted her mistake and I am NOT out $20! Wahoo! I still hate grocery shopping.

Here I am, at my house putting away groceries and I realize. I forgot the spinach. It was even on my list. I hate grocery shopping.

Forty-Eight-Years-Young

hAPpy BiRthDaY mOthEr DeAR!!


Yes, we really had 48 candles on her birthday cake. Good thing candles come in packs of 24. Don't know what we are going to do next year.

We only got through half of the last song on the video. If you want to know the rest of the song, just ask my mom. It's her favorite. Also notice the big fire.

Round-a-bouts Anyone?

This weekend, my family came to Boise to celebrate my dear mother's birthday. At her express urgency, we had to take a family picture. On our way to the chosen spot of picture taking was one of my favorite play toys...a round-a-bout!

The round-a-bout is in front of a new subdivision that they are building in south Boise. No one lives in the subdivision. They do, however, have really cool houses.

As we reached the round-a-bout I squealed that Stephen should keep going around. Kory in the backseat said that he had to get around the corners going 30 mph. Krystal and Shane, in their own car behind us followed.

We turned through the round-a-bout four times before we were caught by an old man driving a rickety old white van. He began following us around and so we turned out and parked on the side of the road. The old man rolled down his window and pulled up next to us.

"You kids need to quit fooling around," says old man

He then rolled up his window and parked in front of us and took down our license plates and then took off. Don't worry my parents were with us as well...other old people goofing off.

Some people really need less time on their hands. We just should have taught that guy how to have a little fun!

Stephen was taking the pre-picture shots...I really think he's getting good! He really likes close ups. And Buster

With all of the preperation and time consumption, this is the best family portrait that we could come up with: