11 years ago
Sunday, October 14, 2007
New glasses
I got my glasses on Wednesday and have enjoyed seeing things a little more clearly. I only notice that reading close up as well as far away has gotten better with them. I only have half of my prescription right now though.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Portland
Portland is probably the coolest town in all the Portland area. Gretchen and I just went there with Todd and Penny to go to our stake temple day. I thought that the pictures that The Church has of the temple don't do it justice. It is so green and beautiful all around it. Man, I feel like Kip after writing that sentence. As we got out of the temple, Gretchen and I agreed that we needed to start bringing our camera with us wherever we go.
Living with Gretchen's family is a lot of fun, but also very funny sometimes. We just got our appliances for our apartment last week. We were pretty dang excited. In celebration, we went grocery shopping so that we could eat by ourselves sometimes instead of always relying on Penny. The next day Blake(6) knocked on our door. After coming in I asked what he wanted and he said, Nothing." He then proceeded to open our fridge and freezer in search of something good to eat. Then he left. At the time we only had sandwich stuff, but later we got ginger ale. While we were gone one day he came and snuck one. We have started locking the door. Now I can't blame the pee on the toilet seat on anyone else. Carson(4) Is the opposite of Blake. Blake is a very picky eater and is always in search of junk food. Carson will say, "I don't like meatloaf." After you tell him just to try it, he will, and then he says something funny, like, "This is the most awesome thing I ever tasted!!!" That boy can eat.
The other day I used our oven for the first time and baked a yellow cake with home made chocolate frosting. While it was in the oven, Carson knocked on our door and told me it smelled like I was making something delicious. I guess you could smell it though the whole house. So occasionally the boys come in and eat with us. Today, Gretchen wanted to make waffles, so she tried to sneak the waffle iron upstairs, but Carson caught her on the way. Now we have little boys knocking on our door wondering when the waffles will be ready. It wouldn't be so bad, except now I have to get some pants on.
Living with Gretchen's family is a lot of fun, but also very funny sometimes. We just got our appliances for our apartment last week. We were pretty dang excited. In celebration, we went grocery shopping so that we could eat by ourselves sometimes instead of always relying on Penny. The next day Blake(6) knocked on our door. After coming in I asked what he wanted and he said, Nothing." He then proceeded to open our fridge and freezer in search of something good to eat. Then he left. At the time we only had sandwich stuff, but later we got ginger ale. While we were gone one day he came and snuck one. We have started locking the door. Now I can't blame the pee on the toilet seat on anyone else. Carson(4) Is the opposite of Blake. Blake is a very picky eater and is always in search of junk food. Carson will say, "I don't like meatloaf." After you tell him just to try it, he will, and then he says something funny, like, "This is the most awesome thing I ever tasted!!!" That boy can eat.
The other day I used our oven for the first time and baked a yellow cake with home made chocolate frosting. While it was in the oven, Carson knocked on our door and told me it smelled like I was making something delicious. I guess you could smell it though the whole house. So occasionally the boys come in and eat with us. Today, Gretchen wanted to make waffles, so she tried to sneak the waffle iron upstairs, but Carson caught her on the way. Now we have little boys knocking on our door wondering when the waffles will be ready. It wouldn't be so bad, except now I have to get some pants on.
Monday, August 27, 2007
Bragging
When I went bowling with Dale and Ty, I totally nailed a 4-7-10 split(which is depicted in this picture where I did not pick up the spare). It was pretty much the proudest moment in my bowling career. I also scored a 219 in that game, my personal best. I attribute all the good fortune to it being my bachelor party and so the bachelor gods were with me.
The world as I know it is FALSE!!!
2 things I need some help on.
1.If you wanted a cone that was chocolate AND vanilla, would you call it a twist cone, or a swirl cone? If you are used to saying swirl instead of twist or vice versa, would you understand what somebody else was asking for if they asked for the opposite?
I went to the DQ to treat my new nieces and nephews to some ice cream cones and I asked for a twisty cone and the guy had to ask me 5 times what the heck I was talking about. After that I explained the concept and he informed me I wanted a swirl cone. Thanks for the help. Here's the next one:
2.Charlie/Charley Horse
How did you guys use this growing up? I don't mean the spelling. How would everyone define this?
I grew up knowing that a charlie horse was a cramp/contusion, but it was not confined to the leg. While growing up we used, or at least I think we used, the term to also refer to someone inflicting such an injury on somebody else, i.e., "You just gave me a charlie!". Punched in the arm, kicked in the calf, kneed in the leg. It didn't matter. I think Gretchen thinks I am nuts for ever thinking that everyone used it that way. I am not trying to prove her wrong, I am just trying to figure out if I grew up one confused child, or if my whole family grew up confused.
Colloquial or Crazy?
1.If you wanted a cone that was chocolate AND vanilla, would you call it a twist cone, or a swirl cone? If you are used to saying swirl instead of twist or vice versa, would you understand what somebody else was asking for if they asked for the opposite?
I went to the DQ to treat my new nieces and nephews to some ice cream cones and I asked for a twisty cone and the guy had to ask me 5 times what the heck I was talking about. After that I explained the concept and he informed me I wanted a swirl cone. Thanks for the help. Here's the next one:
2.Charlie/Charley Horse
How did you guys use this growing up? I don't mean the spelling. How would everyone define this?
I grew up knowing that a charlie horse was a cramp/contusion, but it was not confined to the leg. While growing up we used, or at least I think we used, the term to also refer to someone inflicting such an injury on somebody else, i.e., "You just gave me a charlie!". Punched in the arm, kicked in the calf, kneed in the leg. It didn't matter. I think Gretchen thinks I am nuts for ever thinking that everyone used it that way. I am not trying to prove her wrong, I am just trying to figure out if I grew up one confused child, or if my whole family grew up confused.
Colloquial or Crazy?
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Gimme a break
Well, sorry everyone. I didn't figuratively "jump out of the birthing pool" to put stuff on my blog. That was figurative, remember. Just because something incredibly important happens people think that my blogging habits will improve? It is true, I now lift up the toilet seat before relieving my waters, but I can't become an internet sensation overnight. Baby steps.
I was sealed for time and all eternity on July 21st, 2007 at high noon to Gretchen Elizabeth Wahlgren. Not even Kaleb was packing even though the event was timed just right for a showdown.
Our photographer stunk, which is kind of sad, but I am not as broken up about it as Gretchen. She took a bunch of pictures under the trees and didn't have a fill flash so that the shade from the foliage made some people look like they had tattoos like a pacific islander. On top of that, we couldn't get a hold of her to let her know that we are going to have a hit man take her out for 2 WEEKS. After 2 weeks she calls and said that SHE TOLD us that she would be in Nauvoo for 2 weeks and SHE TOLD us that she would have a studio color correct the pictures and that there were spots on our faces because everyone elses' flashes were going off at the same time as hers and they messed up the pictures. Anyway, we both agreed that she needed to come up with a better excuse for taking bad pictures when talking to semi intelligent people who know a thing or two about photography and that one of us needed to be contacted about her vacation itinerary and about the color correction before we could be told about them. Like I said, I don't care too much, I figure it is something to laugh about later and luckily the family did take a couple of pictures so that we have some decent ones.
A week and a half after we were married we moved to Redmond, OR. We live above my sister in law's garage in a studio apartment. This weekend I have to strip the pink paint off the dressers and refinish or paint them. I am just happy to have a dresser after a couple of weeks of going without. I'll try to take some pictures of the apartment and the scenery this week. For now, here are some wedding pictures.
I was sealed for time and all eternity on July 21st, 2007 at high noon to Gretchen Elizabeth Wahlgren. Not even Kaleb was packing even though the event was timed just right for a showdown.
Our photographer stunk, which is kind of sad, but I am not as broken up about it as Gretchen. She took a bunch of pictures under the trees and didn't have a fill flash so that the shade from the foliage made some people look like they had tattoos like a pacific islander. On top of that, we couldn't get a hold of her to let her know that we are going to have a hit man take her out for 2 WEEKS. After 2 weeks she calls and said that SHE TOLD us that she would be in Nauvoo for 2 weeks and SHE TOLD us that she would have a studio color correct the pictures and that there were spots on our faces because everyone elses' flashes were going off at the same time as hers and they messed up the pictures. Anyway, we both agreed that she needed to come up with a better excuse for taking bad pictures when talking to semi intelligent people who know a thing or two about photography and that one of us needed to be contacted about her vacation itinerary and about the color correction before we could be told about them. Like I said, I don't care too much, I figure it is something to laugh about later and luckily the family did take a couple of pictures so that we have some decent ones.
A week and a half after we were married we moved to Redmond, OR. We live above my sister in law's garage in a studio apartment. This weekend I have to strip the pink paint off the dressers and refinish or paint them. I am just happy to have a dresser after a couple of weeks of going without. I'll try to take some pictures of the apartment and the scenery this week. For now, here are some wedding pictures.
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