Livin' With the Fam -

It's always an adjustment... getting married... learning the quirks -

The Beloved's evil secret:

Chord/Electrical Everything Lover of the World!

This is our bedroom dresser -

and no we are not in the security surveillance business - My evil secrets... here's just one -

I am totally a door knob hanger! If it wasn't my deed I would be completely annoyed.

But you deal right? No need to be bugged by the Fam - or so I thought!... before I was betrayed by one of my very own.

Here's my bugged, hurt my feelings look.

(Sorry, tacky me has to take pictures of herself so you know that I truly do exist - by the way, don't really know why half my eyebrow is black. Not a look I was going for.) -

The other day I decided to save a little time by taking a shower with Gadashio. Now this hasn't been done in a loooonnnnggg time since I usually bathe before he awakes or while he is napping -

But, we were in a hurry so I strip him down and set him outside the shower than I proceed to also get in my "shower attire".

The next thing I know Gadashio is pointing at my body with a look of utter disgust displayed across his face. He shoves his little chubby finger in my direction and exclaims, "EWWW!" "YUCK!" "CA CA!"

He is completely insulted by my body and can't seem to stop the nonsensical exclamations.

Well, we had a talk right then and there - I am sorry Little Gadashio - if my cellulite isn't as adorable as yours, and at my age the pop belly isn't quite a hit like it used to be, and "these" - well "these" are quite grotesque, but you better appreciate the sacrifices my body has gone through for you and your brothers... sheesh -

the nerve of a 24 month old -

remind me to skip the time efficiency thing next time.

But really - why get bugged by the ones you love the most? Especially when you yourself cause the most problems. Well, maybe not you - but me, I am such a little trouble maker for my life. Creating all sorts of incredibly ridiculous, unwanted moments... for example:

This is the look I had today.

It's my " Oh my gosh, really Domestic Goddess in Training?" face.

After we moved in we discovered that our new house didn't have an electric hook-up for our dryer, so we had to get a gas one. Good great... this action obviously resulted in our wanting to sell our old dryer, which I listed on craigslist just barely this week. We had an interested party - terrific! So, today they drive 45 minutes into our little town to pick up their new appliance. They back into our driveway and I am checking out the dryer. I can only see the back of it since the front is still pressed up against the wall. I glanced toward the knobs and remember that one of them is missing. We had purchased our gas dryer used and one of the knobs was non-existent, so being cheap, we snagged one off of this one. I ran back inside to grab it and panicked when I didn't find the knob on the dryer - BUT ON THE WASHER!

OH MY GOODNESS, I HAVE A WASHER FOR SALE, NOT A DRYER! IT HAD BEEN TOO LONG SINCE WE MOVED IN - I HADN'T REMEMBER PROPERLY WHICH APPLIANCE HAD NEEDED TO BE REPLACED.

Composing myself I walk back out to the garage and tell the people , "I am so sorry - I made a horrible mistake. We have a washer for sale, not a dryer. I feel so horrible. Sorry guys. I am really sorry."

Confused, they stumble back into their van and drive away. First thing I do is call The Beloved. The conversation starts out something like this, " Oh Beloved, just shoot me now!"

" Why?"

" We have a washing machine for sale in our garage, not a dryer."

"It's a dryer."

"No, it's not. I went to go switch knobs and I found the replacement knob on the washer. Plus dryers don't open from the top they open from the front - and the one in the garage opened from the..

FRONT! Oh my gosh, it is a dryer! I have to go!"

I had forgotten that The Beloved had originally put the old knob on our new dryer but than had switched it with one on our washer because it matched better....

I call the people back as quickly as possible and shout into the phone,

"It's a dryer. I am so sorry...." - and then I start rambling about how I have three kids and preparing for the holidays, and I am making gifts this year which I don't usually do, and blah blah blah blah blah blah blah.... and if you'd like to come back - we definitely have a dryer here. I am almost 95% sure :)

When they pull back in the lady says, "I can tell your from Idaho."

WHAT THE HECK IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN? Oh no, I have made Idahoans everywhere look like crazy people.

Then she says, "it's your accent" -

Oh relief - I guess she has met some sane Idahoans - Sorry friends and family back home - I will try harder to represent.

Someone in my old ward shared a little quote that has stuck with me -

If we could tolerate others as well as we tolerate ourselves, the world would be a much happier place.

Well - I just want to thank my family for being tolerable of my actions - because quite frankly, I drive myself nuts :)