IT BURNS! IT BURNS!

This was the scene last night when my daughter threw-up all over me and the unexpected burning my skin felt.  Why am I smiling, you ask?  Two reasons:

1.  I wasn't aware that a 21 pound, 15 month old little girl could throw up as much as a 37 year old, 300 pound man.  I guess thinking about it made me laugh.

2.  The amount of gagging/laughing Hubert did while taking off Ellie's really gross pajamas. I told him that he pulled a Vince Vaughn and you know what I'm talking about if  you have seen the previews for his new movie, "Four Christmases."  

The radical 80's

As my daughter sits on my bed playing with my collection of jewelry which consists of one necklace, thank you Hubert, one bracelet, thank you mom, and one toe ring, thank you I don't know who, I decided to post about my five favorite 80's movies and my accompanying favorite lines.  Also, the order they are posted in not only reflects how funny I think they are, but also by how often I can watch them.

5. Some Kind of Wonderful

Keith: Well, I like art, I work in a gas station, my best friend is a tomboy. These things don't fly too well in the American high school. 

4. Say Anything

Lloyd Dobler: I got a question. If you guys know so much about women, how come you're here at like the Gas 'n' Sip on a Saturday night completely alone drinking beers with no women anywhere? 
Joe: By choice, man. 

3. Sixteen Candles

Lumberjack: What's your last name? 
Long Duk Dong: Dong. 
Lumberjack: What's your first name? 
Long Duk Dong: Long. 
Lumberjack: What's your middle name? 
Long Duk Dong: Duk. 

2. Real Genius

Kent: You're all a bunch of degenerates. 
Chris Knight: *We* are? What about that time I found you naked with that bowl of Jell-O? 
Kent: You did not. 
Chris Knight: This is true. 
Kent: Look, it was hot and I was hungry, okay? 

1. Better Off Dead

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Roy Stalin: You'd make a fine little helper. What's your name? 
Charles De Mar: Charles De Mar. 
Roy Stalin: Shut up, geek. 

An Historic Night

Last night, November 4th 2008, Barack Obama was elected the 44th President of the United States.  I have to admit that I was emotional watching he and his family walk out onto that stage in Chicago to give his acceptance speech and in some ways I am still emotional and will continue to be.  As I saw this young African-American man stand so poised and humbled on that stage, I couldn't help but think of what has happened for him to get there and how many people have struggled and died through the years of slavery, segregation, oppression, and so many other trials in order for him to be able to hold the highest office our government provides, the office of the President of the United States of America.  I know that many  people didn't vote for him and are probably frustrated by the outcome, but hopefully the significance of what happened last night and how truly important it is in our  history will not be lost to them.  So today, I decided to find pictures of the long road it has taken for us to have our first and hopefully not the last African-American President.

Vote Early, Vote Often

After two hours of waiting in this line

This facial expression

Weaving in and out of bookshelves while Hubert wore Ellie's headband

This facial expression because we weren't planning on two hours and therefore left all food at home

And showing me her belly because that is where her food should have been

We voted 

Cool Outfit

This is what happens when she chooses what to wear.

A Pumpkin Amongst Pumkins

Last week Ellie and I went to the Black Island Farm with some friends and although the name makes no sense because there was nothing black about this place,except for the gigantic tires, and it was in Syracuse, a land-locked town (like all of Utah), we had a great time.  And here are some fun pictures.

The Shower Incident

Have you ever found yourself in a peculiar situation?  One that you really don't know how or why you got there?  Well, this such situation happened to me just the other night, or should I say morning.  You see, at 1:15 in the am on Saturday, I found myself standing in my shower with no recollection as to how I got there.  The only reason I regained consciousness was because I noticed the scalding water that was burning my skin.  Luckily, I wasn't standing in my clothes in the shower, but it was still a little jarring.  So anyway, there I was, totally confused and at the time I didn't know what time it was.  You see, I had to be up at 5:00 so in my mind I was thinking that my body just got up because it knew it was time.  Yeah, I know, dumb.  But I guess what really threw me off was when I got out of the shower my alarm clock was sitting on the bathroom counter.  Now, I'm sure that most people have a small alarm clock, but ours is huge 

as seen by it almost being half the size of Ellie and it's also awkwardly plugged in behind my bed and night stand, so pulling the plug isn't easy, as I realized by the huge scrape on my wrist.  Now I'm staring at the alarm clock really trying to figure out what's going on and wanting to know the time because I thought I was running late.  I walked into our bedroom and grabbed my watch and it read 1:15.  I didn't think that could possibly be right, so I went downstairs and the other clocks read the same thing.  I think at the exact moment I realized what had happened and laughed really hard and went back into the bedroom.  Unfortunately, I have slept-walked before but never to this extreme.  Another unfortunate thing is that you need a degree in engineering to figure out how to set the alarm clock, so I had to wake Hubert up to help me and of course explain what just happened.  We both got a pretty good laugh.