Boring Married People

I know it's been awhile but frankly, nothing has been going on. We finished finals up last week and had a great weekend doing nothing with our days off of school. The nothing-ness has been great. Our Netflix Queue is off the heazy and we are well rested.

I'm working on:

• Skirts for Kassandra's wedding
• a "manly" apron for Ty {my pink frilly ones are no good I guess?}
• my niece's stacker toy... more trouble than it's worth. My kids will not be getting one.

We're looking forward to:

• Arizona this weekend {heat!!!}
• DISNEYLAND in a couple weeks {sun!!!} and
• Washington in June.. at least I know it will be {warm} there

A First!!

Just a little bragging moment. I just finished sewing my first ever fitted article of clothing. I usually stick with blankets and aprons but I needed a black skirt for Kassandra's wedding and didn't have one that fit her specifications. So i decided now was a good time to try to sew one. Here's a pic the husband took. I think his Polaroid biz has a very shortening effect... that or the full length mirror is a Taylor Swift mirror (makes you tall and skinny) which can make you feel awesome about yourself but it's very deceiving. I'm hoping it's the first one. Also... don't mind the hair. Mind you, it is 1 o'clock. AM. Sewing to me is basically like pringles.

I promise it looks good on me. It has cute pleats on both sides, pocket and a kick pleat in the back. My hand placement makes me look like I'm just rolling out of the top but.. it's flattering. But I probably can't be trusted. It's 1. I'll just post some pics from the big event and I promise, to God and my country, to do my duty... eh.. not to put my hands like that again. Scout's Honor.

This never works.

Ty and I ran to Macey's tonight to get some lovely drugs for me and the worst sore throat of my life {Not an exaggeration.} As we were pulling out of the parking lot, Ty saw this kid that he went to high school with. The following conversation ensued.

T: I went to high school with that kid. One time he went on a diet where he only ate thinks that start with the letter C. Do you know how many thinks start with the letter C?

E: Cookies

T: Cake

E: Captain Crunch

T: Cereal

E: Chocolate

T: Chips

E: Chocolate Chips

T: Only junk foods start with C

E: Clowns

T: No one eats clowns.

E: I know. Because they taste funny.

And then I started laughing.. belly laughing. It's the only time in my life that joke has ever worked/will ever work. Tyler tried to tell me it wasn't even a real joke but I swear it's on some banana flavored Laffy Taffy... somewhere.

mother unit

This lady...

is a party animal.

{Don't tell my husband I'm blogging. I should be doing homework but I'm sick and I can do whatever I want.}

Anyway.. as I was saying. My mom is so fun. The fam, a.k.a. Mom, Dad and Zach "the third wheel" Stott are enjoying spring break right now in Southern California. Can you say jealous? I can. I get this text from my mahja {that's my mom for those of you that don't speak emil-ese} about five minutes ago that read, "Love Laguna Beach! We are all sunburned. That is what happens when you are lily white." Do you see what she did there? Caution to the wind, all in the name of fun. Love it.

I should be jealous but I have an amazing track record of picking only boyfriends that will take me to California. Don't worry, Ty's already taken me once and we're going again in May. back to my mom.. that's the point of this. She texted me and all I could think about was every other vacay I've been on with her. She is soooo fun.

I remember playing at the beach in Hawaii, just splashing around and then snorkeling, oh yeah.. and then parasailing.... with my 70 year old grandfather. nbd.

I remember running around at Lagoon during a rainstorm, hitting up ride after ride. The place was abandoned by the faint hearted patrons but not us. My cousins and I stripped in the bathroom stalls and wrung out our undies before handing them to our moms to hold under the hand dryers. Like I said, huge rainstorm.

I remember being forced onto Indiana Jones, eyes squeezed tight, screaming at the top of my lungs, "IIIIII WAAAAAANT MMMYYYYY MOOOOOOMMMMM!" She had to stay with the strollers and I was sure I was going to die. Oooops. That one was a bad experience, but my mom wasn't with me which proves my point. She is awesome. And when I went on the ride again, with her of course, it was a very pleasant experience. Some might even say, thrilling.

My point is that I love my mom and I love when we are all together and when we can just let loose and have fun with each other. And one time, on the phone, she said to me, "I'm a cool mom." She hasn't even seen Mean Girls so it must be true.