Rookie Mistake

I did something bad last night. Something I regret terribly. My mother raised me better than this. Last night, I went to the grocery store without a list. Nooooo list. I can't even say I forgot the list; I just flat out did not even make one.

It gets worse.

I was hungry too! That's right. I went to the grocery store without a list while I was hungry. I might as well have done my grocery shopping in a fast food restaurant. I spent way too much time in the frozen food isle.

Now, I do have a good excuse. It has been a crazy week. We just returned from Texas, where we spent Christmas with my in-laws. A ten hour drive with a 2 year-old and a 6 month-old will make anyone at least a little crazy. On top of that my grandpa had a heart attack on Christmas Eve, I came down with some kind of flu and my mom was taken to the hospital Tuesday night. Apparently Mom's blood pressure was a whopping 236 over 118!

Things are slowly getting back to normal around here. In the meantime I guess we'll just have to deal with having chili-cheese fries for dinner and Ben and Jerry's for dessert.

New Family Tradition

We began a new family tradition this year. Well, at least I hope we did. Only time will tell.

We made and decorated a birthday cake for Jesus! After all CHRIST-mas is about the birth of Jesus Christ. It seems like Christmas has lost its true meaning. Hopefully this will be a fun way for our family to remember what it's all about.

I'm pretty sure Noah (and Jeremy) ate more candy than he actually put on the cake.



Happy Birthday Jesus!



Be careful what you ask

Be careful what you ask; you might not like the answer you get.

The other day I was examining my face in the mirror when I turned to
Jeremy and asked, "do you notice anything about my nose?"

He looked at me for a few seconds and replied, "yeah, it's kind of crooked."

"What!?" I shrieked, "I meant, Can you tell I'm getting a pimple?!"

"Oh yeah, that too." he said.

Metal Chairs

This is the first of many David Stories I hope to share. It had to have been at least 10 years ago. Mom, Dad, David and I shuffled into the second to the back row at Matt's 5th grade music concert. We had just settled into our metal folding chairs. I probably would have never remembered that night if it weren't for David.

That "up-to-no-good" smile came over David's face and he began to lean hard to the left. Bbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrr!!!

My eye's nearly popped out of my head! David had just farted and there is no doubt in my mind that every person in that crowded gymnasium knew. David happens to be a proud farter and made sure everyone knew where it came from. He laughed so loud and shouted, "I'm just like my Dad!"

We had all hoped that David would quiet down quickly but that was not the case. Dad was very embarrassed and was frantically trying to calm David down. "Shh, shh, shh. Watch your brother sing. Watch your brother sing!" It was no use.

Immediately after the concert ended, we were greeted by some friends of the family. Sure enough they had heard the whole thing and they were sitting in the front row! Even Matt knew what happened and he was singing with the rest of the 5th graders.

David and Matt 2004

Word of advice: Never pass gas while sitting in a metal chair.

David makes so many people laugh. If you have had the pleasure of meeting David, what's your David Story?

Why I no longer text and drive...

Don't worry, I'm not about to give a lecture on the dangers of texting and driving (which is probably much needed). More so I am sharing why I no longer text and drive. Just a few weeks ago I was taking Noah and Asa to see Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle David and Uncle Matt. During that 30 mile ride something happened that changed my views on texting and driving forever. 

 

On this particular day I had passed several police cars. Fortunately, I was watching my speed. Being the caring, older sister that I am, I sent a friendly text message to Matt reminding him to watch his speed. I knew he'd be leaving for work any minute. The following is our text message conversation.

Me: Lots of cops out today. watch your speed.

Matt: You get pulled over?

Me: No I'm too fart. (let me remind you my eyes were on the road so I was unable to spell check my texts)

Matt: I know you are.

Me: I just passed you getting on the highway.

Matt: you passed me getting in the highway huh?

Me: Yea. You see me waving?

Matt: You need to stop texting and driving.

Me: Why? you are?

At this time, I arrived safely at mom and dad's to realize that Matt's car was still parked in the driveway. I am beginning to wonder how I've made it this long texting and driving.

I Don't Wanna Grow Up

If you are a facebook user, you've surely seen all the cute little cartoon profile pictures filling your news feed. What's the deal?

Well, here's what's going around:  

Change your FB profile picture to a cartoon
from your childhood. The goal? To not see a human face on FB till
Monday. Join the fight against child abuse, copy &
paste to your status and invite your friends to do the same!


Apparently this latest trend started last month and originated in Greece.


First of all, I must admit I changed my picture and my status. But seriously, how is this fighting child abuse? Well I don't know but it sure is fun! I've really enjoyed seeing all of my friends profile pics. For once I haven't had to photoshop my profile pic to make myself look decent. I just threw up a picture of my favorite cartoon! Here are some of my favorite cartoons growing up. What was yours?

Yum Yums

 

Christmas Card Photo

This morning, I drug the boys down to the portrait studio for our first annual Jobson Family Christmas Photo. It was a terrific experience. Noah was well behaved for at least 5 1/2 minutes, just enough time to snap a couple of good photos. Asa was pretty good too. He waited till after the photo shoot to spit up all over us! Here are the results...

One Happy Family! Wait, isn't that the Hamburger Helper slogan?