The Greatest Snow On Earth

There's supposed to be a big snowstorm today.

A storm of epic proportions.

So big, El Jefe came home from work early...and is planning on working from home tomorrow.

So big, that several places I went to today had signs in their windows saying they were closing at 5 pm due to the pending storm.

So big, that I was talking to my sister earlier today and she told me that all of the universities and colleges were canceling classes tomorrow.

For a storm that hasn't hit yet.

Jilly said, "We live in Utah, people. It snows every year. What's the big deal? They're acting like it's Y2K!"

I had to agree.

{At least until tomorrow, when I'm living in a snow cave, and all those gloom and doomers say,
"I told you so!"}

I think Savvy summed it up best when she called home from her bestie's house and asked, "Mom! Is the storm here yet?"

"Look out the window and see for yourself," I kindly said.

"We are looking at the window, and we don't see anything happening," she answered.

P.S. It's times like this that I wish I lived a little bit closer to my sister, Jilly, cause she's the one with all the food storage. I don't think my year supply of gum & diet coke is going to cut it.

P.S.S. Jordyn's swim coach is also feeling the pain of the storm...here's an email we just received updating us about practice today and tomorrow.

I laughed out loud.

"Due to the oncoming biggest storm in the history of Utah, Dimple Dell will be closed tomorrow morning. We will have to cancel morning practice because of this. In the unlikely event that we are able to dig out of our snow caves, we will plan on having practice Wednesday afternoon at 3 pm for those that will still be in town. If you have the chance to flee the oncoming carnage, have a great holiday. Those of us left in town will adopt the survival techniques of the Eskimos to get by."

Name that Smell

After I got off work today, I had to run a couple of errands.

Once I was finished running around like a lunatic, I realized that I was starving and it was almost time to pick up kids.

So I swung by In-N-Out...for a tasty lettuce wrapped burger (cause I'm trying not to eat carbs) and a delightful french fry (d'ya think I canceled out the wicked deep fry carb by not eating the bun carb? Prolly not.)

I quickly ate the messy deliciousness in the van, disposed of the evidence, and then headed home to pick up my first child of the carpool, Jordyn.

As Jordyn got into the car, she said, "What's that smell?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," I replied.

"It smells like you ate at Wendy's," she said.

"Nope," I answered.

Petal's son, Ian, was also with us. He said, "Nah, it smells more like Arby's to me."

Once again, I denied the smell.

After I dropped them off at swim team practice, I had to pick up my twins from school.

Savvy was the first to hop in.

Savvy said, "What's that smell? Did you go to Sonic without us?"

"Nope. I don't know what you're talking about," I answered.

Finally, Auz got in.

"So, Mom, did you bring me a hamburger from In-N-Out?" he asked.

"Uhhhh. Nope," I answered.

"How rude," he answered.

{That boy has a superior sense of smell!}

The Sunday Funnies

For the past couple of weeks, my twins have been working on rough drafts for a
Paul Revere Essay contest.

Each 6th grader at their school is required to submit "Paul Revere's Memoirs" which will be entered into a contest. It counts as part of their grade in their respective Language Arts classes.

One of the requirements is the essay must be 600-1000 words.

Savvy finished writing her essay last week. She actually had to edit out some words because it exceeded the 1000 word limit.

Auz, on the other hand, could barely eek out the required 600.

When he was finished, I asked him if he wanted to try to come up with a bit more information.

He replied, "Mom, the more words I write--the higher chance I have in making spelling and grammar errors...which will give me a lower grade. The way I see it, the odds of me getting a good grade on my essay are higher if I write the LEAST amount of words possible."

His ambition amazes me.

"Always bear in mind that your own resolution to succeed is more important than any other."
Abraham Lincoln

Everything Looks Better in Black & White

As you know, a few weeks ago I had to get a new drivers license.

The temporary one they send you home with is a lovely piece of paper with your black and white picture on it.

Then, you wait 2-4 weeks to get the real one in the mail.

When I saw how cute my picture was on the black and white copy, I was actually happy that the thieves had stolen my license.

It was the first driver's license picture I had ever liked. I was so proud of it...that I even showed it off to other people.

I totally rocked my driver's license photo!

My new card came yesterday.

Let's just say, I look a lot better in black and white.

Grrrr.

Two Thumbs Up!

Last night, Jordyn and Savvy gave Harry Potter "two thumbs up".

I gave our new insurance agent...two thumbs up...plus some fingers and toes.

I'll admit I was a little bit nervous of what kind of sales pitch we were going to be bombarded with last night.

But, there wasn't one.

Not only that, but he gave EACH member of my family a $10 gift card to the concessions. Do the math, people, that's $50!

PLUS, they had door prizes!

All in all, it was a fabulous, no-pressure FREE movie night spent with my family...

{Oh...and Harry Potter
wasn't too bad either.}

Good times!

Harry Pottah!

We're going to see the new Harry Potter movie tonight--courtesy of our insurance agency.

I should clarify.

We are going courtesy of an insurance agent whom we've never met, but who invited us to his
HP party.

Last month, we got a postcard in the mail inviting us to his HP party...it was engraved with our names and everything.

There was a 200 person max...first call, first served. SO, El Jefe called immediately and got our family on the HP party list....I should note that the party is complete with drinks & popcorn too!

We are supposed to arrive an hour early...for their sales pitch to up your premium for giveaways and such.

It seems to good to be true doesn't it?

If you ask me, it sounds like a
shenanigan waiting to happen.

I'll keep you posted.

{So help me if its one of those time-share presentations where you pledge your first born, plus next year's salary...El Jefe's in major trouble.}

Five Mysteries of Life

1. Ever since I've lost {50 lbs-woot-woot} weight, I've started noticing wrinkles around my mouth when I smile. Is fat the new Botox?

2. Why does it seem like the troublemakers at recess are the ones in the Skeleton zip up hoodies? {I think I just solved my own mystery}.

3. Does Sonic hate me? They've stopped serving caffeine free diet coke! How can I justify getting {the occasional} imitation diet coke fix...if it's not imitation anymore?

4. Why am I either 10 minutes early or 10 minutes late...never on time? Could it be that not one of my many clocks says the same time?

5. Am I the only one who has been listening to Christmas music since Halloween?