Sunday, January 25, 2009
But then I got to thinking, there is one member of Trev and my's family who has an absolutely ferocious appetite. Anyone out there who has ever been suckered into dog-sitting for us can attest that Ripsi is one big eater.
Just to prove it to the world, here is a video clip of our nightly routine . We go for a walk or a bike ride and come back to the garage to feed the dog, who is absolutely crazy about her food. We pour it in a bowl and she stares intently, just waiting for the "go ahead." to dig in. I can't figure out how to flip the video the right way - and was a ding-bat and videoed it the wrong way - and while the dog would love a re-run and another bowl of food I am too lazy to try it again, so just tilt your head 90 degrees to the left for me. There you go....a little further...yes, that's it. Now push play.
Sure, she is a bit hairy, and not an actual child - but she is definitely the one with appetite in our family!
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Around 9:00 AM this morning Trevor was getting ready for school and I was up cleaning the bathrooms (I only teach a night class tonight, so my day is pretty free). I also decided this morning to windex and clean all the glass surfaces in our house, mirrors, picture frames, vases etc. So I am windexing my way around when Trevor stops what he is doing and reaches for the windex bottle.
"Where did you get that?" he asks.
"The windex?" I reply
"Yeah - that is old."
Trevor likes old things. His favorites clothes are shirts from his grandpa and my grandpa-great's old shirts. Not to mention how he loves his dad's old high school clothes. I have given up buying him new shirts because he only seems interested in wearing stuff that is at least 25 years old. The windex bottle I was using is old. It came with our house, I am not sure how old it is...old enough that it use to only cost $1.95 at K-Mart. But I have been trying to use all the old cleaning supplies that my family had stashed down here. They seem to work fine and they are free.
So then my husband says, "When you get finished with that bottle don't throw it away."
"Why?" I ask.
"You can give it to me."
"What are you going to do with it?"
He thinks for a moment, searching for a viable reason and comes back with, "I can put chemicals in it."
I burst out laughing, "chemicals? you have chemicals?"
"Yes." He replies, even more intent on being serious because I am finding the whole thing so funny. "I might have chemicals some day."
All I could say was, "You remind me of the Una bomber."
He shrugs, "Just save the bottle ok?"
So....if any of you out there are making your way through old bottles of windex, bleach or tide that look like they are from the early 80's, don't throw them out. Save them. You can wrap them up and mail them to my husband for Christmas, or for his birthday. He will treasure them forever and fill them with "chemicals."
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
- Clean the kitchen
- Clean the bathrooms
- Vacuum the top floor of house
- Vacuum stairs & Basement
- Dust & Polish Furniture
- Mop Entryway
This has worked pretty well until this week. Like I said, now that I am all caught up I find myself wandering around wondering what to clean. Granted, there are certain areas that need cleaned several times a week - but there have also been days where I think "nothing really needs cleaned." But because my life runs most smoothly when on a schedule and routine I need to still spend that time cleaning. My friend Michelle suggested I make a list of tasks that are more like "deep-cleaning chores" and I work on these whenever I don't feel like I need to re-clean anything else. Things like "cleaning out the refrigerator" and "washing the walls in the Kitchen."In surfing the internet I have found some helpful sites, and some fabulous vintage art on the subject - but all it seems to inspire is to scrub my pots and pans with steel wool and press my aprons.
So - I am turning to all you cleaning gurus out there. Will you help me pad my list? What are things I can clean in-between my regular cleaning activities?
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
"I am coming to St. George next over Martin Luther King. I have to get out of Heber. See you soon."
The sender was Michael, one of Trev's USU college buddies who now lives and works in Heber City, Utah.Mike is a great guy. He and Trevor took many of the same classes together and worked on tons of school projects. Trev has a unique group of friends because of this. There are about 6 or 7 of them and they could not be more different from one another, yet the created some strong bonds through school and have turned into life-long friends. Mike is probably the best at keeping in touch with everyone, and he kind of holds the group together. He visits everyone and keeps us all updated on each others' lives. Michael is one of the most fun folks I know. We joke that he is more my friend now than Trevor's. He is a great guy and we were excited to spend the weekend with him. He arrived Friday night and was so touched that we actually have a spare room for him to use now - he used to just crash on our couch!
We had to save our budget money all through the last couple of weeks to prepare for the weekend, becuase, as Trevor says, "Mike makes us appreciate the finer things in life." That means going out to eat and shopping.
We had some wonderful meals, made a spectacular bean dip that we munched on the enitre weekend, shopped way too much, stocked up (and ate) tons of candy and junk, and watched countless episodes of Law & Order SVU (sort of a thing we always do when Mike comes to visit us). Oh - we had one healthy moment when we went for a bike ride.
So, today, my last day off before going back to work on Monday - I am cleaning the house, trying to burn off some of those calories, and missing Mike. We had a great weekend. Thanks so much for coming to visit!
Friday, January 16, 2009
Logically, I know it is still January. But I seem to think it is Spring. And aside from just feeling like I can finally wear white again and should be dying Easter Eggs, my larger concern is the effect this is having on my job. See, in all previous years Spring happened simultaneously with the letting out of school and the end of the semester. Not so, here, in my January-Spring world I am only just beginning a semester. Only two weeks in my old habits are telling me we should be wrapping up and letting out. And the sensation oozes into my classroom. I constantly feel that I don't have enough time to cover all my material and get through all I want to address, when, in fact, I have oodles of times. Fourteen more weeks to be exact.
And, as the weather continues to get nicer and nicer that translates into fourteen more weeks of this seasonally confused sensation...which is oh so awful.
Mark Twain sums it up nicely, "It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!"
Anyone out there have any cures?
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
The only good thing about this is that Chocolate cake mixes often go on sale for a ridiculously low price at the grocery store.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
I figured this was a good sentiment to follow up the previous post. Trevor's Grandma Linderman in California gave us a huge bag of lemons, so we have been enjoying fresh-squeezed lemonade with dinner every night. It is soooooooo good. Thanks so much Grandma Thelma!
2. Palm Trees just look ridiculous when they are covered with snow.
3. Nobody knows how to drive in the "snow and ice" (as a Rexburg original I use those terms here loosely).
4. The whole town freaks out.
5.This is a hole in our living room ceiling. About a week before Christmas St. George got around three inches of snow, and apparently our roof is not made for snow. As the snow began to melt the next day I was walking through the living room when suddenly a heard a distinct dripping noise. I spun around, looked up and the southern corner of my living room ceiling looked like it was pregnant. There was a big bubble beneath the paint. I grabbed a bucket, a ladder and shimmied up to stick a knife through the bubble.
Turns out we have a leak in the flashing of our chimney. The water seeps through, runs down a truss and pools in this spot. Luckily the repairs won't be too expensive, and we made a new friend out of it all. The roofer and contractor who will help us fix it actually lives in our same complex, just one street over. In fact, his house is the exact floor plan of ours. We feel so comfortable knowing he is familiar with these homes and will do a good job. He was really kind and later even came back over to give Ripsi some great big bones from the elk he shot this year. He also brought over his cute little Jack Russel Terrier, Zoey, and we all went across the street to play some fetch in the common area.
So...the roof thing stinks...but it is nice to know we have a helpful, kind neighbor.
Friday, January 9, 2009
1. Keep a Better House: Now, let's get one thing straight. I am a pretty good housekeeper to begin with. I like things clean. Our house never gets dirty or grimey, rather clutter tends to build up. The clutter drives my husband NUTS! After some serious self-analysis and an enlightening conversation with my mother and Trevor over Christmas I have come to some understanding about my cleaning habits and have been able to adjust my approach. I am so excited about this that I am sharing my system with you all, because it works so well for me. My mother's house has been spotless for my entire life. I mean we are talking every room looks like a page out of Better Homes & Gardens Spotless. My entire life my mother would wake us up, usually on a saturday morning and tell each child what room they were assigned to clean. We would then clean those rooms, and we would really clean them - wash the baseboards, the walls, polish everything etc. This is the way I learned to clean. However, when I grew up I suddenly had not only one room, but many rooms. I still appraoched cleaning with my room to room system. But as our houses have gotten bigger things get more spread out, and after working all day I come home with the intention to clean and only make it through one or two rooms before calling it quits and collapsing in exhaustion. As I explained this to my mom she told me that while we deep-cleaned once a week, she was constantly surface cleaning all of the time. She suggested I write out all my house-work tasks and spread them over the days of the week. So on Tuesdays I clean the mirrors, Wednesdays I vacuum everwhere etc. It is AMAZING! Each day I deal with all of the clutter throughout the house instead of just thinking, "I will get to that pile when I clean in that room." Then I do one general cleaning task. Our house feels so nice!
2. Stay On A Budget: For Christmas I asked for and received the book Dave Ramsey's Total Money Makeover . I married a man who is a miser. And I say that with love and adoration, because I realize how lucky I am. Trevor lives very frugally, and it has been a journey for me to emulate him. We do pretty well with money, but I know I can do better...my goal this year is to not ever break my budget. In the past I find myself saying things like, "well, it is just fifty dollars over, and I know we have the money to cover it." when confronted with a pair of shoes I just have to have, or when craving pork pot roast at the grocery store instead of the freezer full of meat we have at home. This will be my hardest resolution to keep. To help myself, I have given Trev my credit cards and am just using cash...because it is harder for me to part with cold, hard green cash than swipe that little piece of plastic. One of my favorite quotes from my new book is: "Living right is not complicated, but it is difficult, the same is true of finances, living on a budget is not complicated, but it is difficult."
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Trev started school again this Monday. He is going through the accounting program at DSC and will be finished in three more semesters with his second bachelor's degree. Trev already has a great degree in Public Relations & Corporate Communications from USU...he was an amazing student there, was the "Outstanding Graduating Senor" from his class, and was married to a problem.
That is right - he was married to me.
See, with PR jobs you generally have to look across the entire country for a good job offer and then you pretty much move there and work. Most often these job offers come in the way of large cities...which I love to visit...but really don't want to live in.
Trevor is amazingly supportive, and has always put my happiness and my goals ahead of his own. He agreed to move to St. George really for my benefit and my career. And, to be totally honest, there just are not a lot of PR jobs here.
Trev has never once complained about this situation, even though I know it has taken him a while to be happy here. I know it is hard for him to have people look at our family and say, "Well, what is Trevor doing?" What he is doing is sacrificing his possible career options & the approval of a lot of family and friends for mine instead. Being the man in the equation and the head of our household, I imagine this has not always been an easy image for him to be paired with. He has never complained, only simply said that if he wants to work in PR we would likely have to move further away from friends and family, something that right now, we just don't want to do.
So, he has bitten the bullet and returned to school. With the economy the way it is and tuition benefits he gets from my job we figured this was a good option. He is enrolled in the accounting program and since Monday has been going full-speed ahead. It is really inspiring to me.
He is taking 19 credits of classes like statistics, microeconomics, business law, and accounting. Not easy subjects. On Monday, Wednesday and Friday he goes to school at 7:30 in the morning and takes classes until 4:00 PM - then he goes to work at 5:00 PM until 10:00 PM. On Tuesdays and Thursdays he is in class from 9:00 AM until 2:00 PM and then he either goes to BestBuy to work or comes home and studies for hours. It is intense, and his effort and dedication has made me pour more effort into studying for PHD programs. Like I said, he is truly inspiring.
I don't think I tell him often enough how GRATEFUL I am for his love and support, how AMAZING and INCREDIBLE he really is, and how much I APPRECIATE his efforts for our family and future. Like my Grandma Gwen once said, "Trevor gives me wings." I love you dear.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Anyway - where have we been? Ever heard the saying, "I've gone to look for myself, if I should return before I get back please tell myself to wait for me?" This is how a lot of our vacation felt, like we were constantly on the move. Since moving to Southern Utah we have not been able to travel home as much, and all of our family was eager to see us. We are so lucky to have so many people who love us. But sometimes it is hard to have three families all within a 20 minute radius of each other. We sort of end up being everywhere and nowhere at once. We arrived in Idaho on the 23 - after a hairy drive. It stormed the entire way - such miserable roads. But we made it. leaving St. George the mountains were incredible, there was no snow down low, so the red rock buttes are clear and visible, but were backed by solid whit mountains - really stunning.We spent the next 6 days bouncing from one family event to another. We spent Christmas Eve and Christmas morning at my Mother's house with Lacy & Hank, Gpa-Gma Ivie and Kris and Ted. It was fun. We played Dominoes and had lots of laughs. My mom always does an incredible job decorating her home and making dinner. Everything looks like a page out of a magazine or a storybook. Her attention to detail and care for each element makes me realize just how spoiled and blessed we are. Thanks Mom and Dan for a great Christmas Even and Morning.
On December 30th we packed up and drove to Salt Lake City where Trevor had a check up. I am happy to report that the Doctor said his MRI scan looks PERFECT! We are happy with this good news and will go back to the doctor for another check-up again in February.
After we finished Trevor's appointment we made our way over to the Salt Lake Airport where we caught a flight to San Diego. For Christmas my father gave all of the family a trip to San Diego over New Years. My family and Lacy & Hank had flown out earlier, but we were coming in later.
We were back to the Vegas airport and through security at 7:00 AM, our new flight was scheduled to leave around 8:30, but as we walked through the terminal we heard the following announcement, "There is a flight leaving to San Diego right now with open seats. Anyone who wants to run can get on. You have two minutes." Trev and I looked at each other, grabbed our stuff and TOOK OFF. We made it, Trevor was literally the last person on the flight. We arrived in San Diego later that morning and took a cab to the hotel and met my family. We then went to Sea World.Our second day in San Diego my family went Whale watching...crazy thing though, we saw no whales. It was really unusual. they say the normally see whales 90% of the time. We still really enjoyed the boat ride though. I loved watching the pelicans and the sea lions. My little brother, Clark, fell asleep in a chair on the lower deck and he was so cute. He was absolutely zonked out. I miss the days of being able to sleep anywhere like that. We made the following video to tease him...because as a sister that is simply something you do.
My family left the next morning. Thanks Again Suttons for the Great Time.
Trevor's parents were in Covina, CA, with his grandmother Linderman, and they drove down that morning to pick us up. We had whale watching vouchers from the day before and so Trevor's parents, his grandma, and Trev & I went whale watching again...and this time we saw the whales. It is amazing how big those animals are. You really just can't comprehend it.
We then drove from San Diego back to Covina, to Trevor's grandmother's house. Some of you may have heard about the Christmas Eve Masacre in Covina, the house where this sad thing took place is only 3 houses down from Trevor's grandmother's home. Her street feels very sad and somber right now. It is a dead-end street and there was a continual flow of traffic, both pedestrian and auto, down to the sight. The police are still stationed there around the clack. Trevor's grandma still has tons of ash in her yard and on her house. Sad thing.
We flew home from Covina via the Ontario airport on Sunday night. We flew back to vegas and cuaght a shuttle home. We arrived around 11:00 PM. We had great friends and neighbors who picked us up from the shuttle and watched our dog. Thank You Boulters & Shurtliff's. We hit the hay and woke up bright and early yesterday for our first day of school at 8:00 am. We had a wonderful time, and want all of our family to know how much we LOVE and APPRECIATE you and all that you do. Thanks for making the holiday wonderful. We had a great time, but it is nice to sit quietly in our home now. We needed a vaccation from our vacation.