Sunday, August 31, 2008
All I have to do to claim the winnings in the "BRITISH E-MAIL LOTTERY" is to send all kinds of personal information to a Mr. Barr Jeff White, who can be reached at his googlemail address (I always thought it was gmail, huh) any time of the day or night. They would like my:
1. Full name
3. Marital Status
8. Country of Residence
9. Telephone Number
10. Fax Number
11. Email Address
Oh, and if I should have a change of address, I'm "adivced" to inform their fiduciary agent (the above-mentioned oddly-named Mr. Barr Jeff White) at once in order to avoid uneccesary delays and complications.
I'm on it.
I was notified of my $7,500,000 winnings by a gentleman in Nigeria, a Mr. Ali Yusef, who wrote me this kind message:
"We bring to your notice,that during our randomly select of the(CHEVRON OIL/PETROLEUM)lucky winner,your mail was the luckies winner of our CHEVRON ONLINE BONANZA.So all you have to do, right away is for you to go on with the forms filling,so as to no the identity of our luky winner,you have to quickly as fast as possible,once again CONGRATULATION."
Yep, definitely something I need to cash in on. I'll just email them both and wait for the cash to come rolling in!
I'm so excited!!! What will I ever do with nearly $1,900,000?! Any suggestions?
Friday, August 29, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Mom: Okay, time for prayer!
Ellie: No! We have to sing the flower song!
M: What's the flower song?
E: The. Flower. Song!!!
M: Okay, you sing it, because we don't know it.
E: (singing) Flower, flower song. Okay, everyone, now we have to sing the shawich (sandwich - I love how she says it) song!
Once we finally finished singing we moved on to the lesson. Chris was talking about prophets, and he asked Lexi if she could name any prophets. Her response?
Sigh. Maybe we need to stop discussing politics in front of the children.
Friday, August 22, 2008
Last night was our annual Brownie backyard campout. Since we have no backyard to speak of, we held it at my co-leader's house. We did this last year, when we just had one troop of 8 girls, and we had a blast. This year we have one troop of 10 girls (Vicki's) and another troop of 6 (Lexi's). Since they've done a lot together over the past year, we decided to just combine them. Although we had one girl that didn't come and one who didn't spend the night, we still had 14 girls between the ages of 5 and 8 packed into tents in a quiet residential area. Plus 2 future Girl Scouts: Ellie and my co-leader's daughter Katie, who are the same age. And 4 adults, one of whom didn't stay the night. Yeah, I know, I'm crazy.
Well, we had fun. We earned our Making Music Try-it (the patches Brownies earn for the front of their uniforms). We danced to different styles of music, everything from Hannah Montana (oh, the screaming) to Skip to My Lou. Yes, they skipped. We sang in a round. We played "Mary Had a Little Lamb" on water glasses. And we learned the most awesome action song a group of Girl Scouts ever learned, and we hope to perform it at our neighborhood campout in the Spring. We also ate hot dogs and cooked the obligatory s'mores over a campfire provided by a wonderful contraption known as a portable fire pit. Then, at 10:00, after a quiet chorus of "Taps", we sent the girls off to bed.
At midnight we finally got the last two girls to stop giggling after threatening - in the I Am So Not Joking This Time and Just You Try Me voice - to call their moms to come pick them up.
At 3:00 in the morning us three adults were awakened by what has nicely been termed a "domestic dispute" erupting in my friend's backdoor neighbors' house. It was a doozy - screaming, shouting, banging, swearing, you name it. The three of us leapt out of bed and called the police. The 911 operator lazily noted our complaint until we mentioned that we had 16 little girls sleeping in tents in the backyard, at which point they leapt into action and summoned not one, but three patrol cars. Apparently the couple had just returned from a "night out" (read: the bar), and the man was, as the officer put it, wasted. The girl apparently claimed she wasn't frightened, just angry. Well, she may not have beenfrightened, but we sure as heck were. Fortunately the police broke up the altercation, the girl left for her friend's house, and the guy went to bed to sleep it off. All I can say is I hope he had a lovely time at 7am when the Brownies woke up. Serves him right. Mercifully, only one of the Brownies claimed to have heard anything, and she apparently has enough trust in us leaders that when she heard our voices she figured we had the situation under control and went right back to sleep. Not so for us, of course. We finally went back to bed at 5:00 and dozed off and on until the girls woke up, cheerfully, at 7:00.
So now I'm attempting to function on roughly two hours of sleep (turning on a movie for the girls and staring at the computer screen for two hours is functioning, right?), and of course the girls are already talking about what we should do at next year's campout.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Friday, August 15, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
But if my life is the BEST!!!, then this chick is a close runner up. This is one of the funniest things I've come across in a long time, so naturally I have to share. Enjoy!
*If I ever blog like this again, feel free to shoot me.
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
Yesterday was Lexi's 6th birthday! I can't believe how quickly they grow up! She has been counting down to this day since, oh, about April. She woke up to the streamers that I hung from her bed and a card from Chris, something he always does for the girls since he leaves before they get up. She felt like a queen all day long, even though we did pretty typical mundane things. She and Vicki did decorate the living room with streamers, which helped to pass the time. By dinnertime, though, she was nearly bouncing out of her skin. We had rice and chili at her request (so much for fancy birthday meals!) and then it was time for...PRESENTS!!!
We got her a decorate-your-own-ballet-outfit kit, a Fancy Nancy card game, and a Webkinz persian cat, which she named Muffin. Also, Aunt Adrie sent a really cute and cuddly bear and a whole bag o' horses. Plus the clothes for her Molly doll that came from Grandma & Grandpa Youngberg on Thursday (which we didn't have the heart to make her wait to open), the outfit from Grandma & Grandpa Ebert which came Friday, and the clothes for Molly from them that arrived just minutes ago. (Thanks everyone!) Lexi was thrilled with everything and, in true kid fashion, is already counting the days until she turns 7.
Vicki thought it was really funny to sit on the sprinkler and block it from spraying. (this sentence has been approved by her, by the way)
Lexi just loved getting sprayed from every direction. I didn't get many shots of her where you could actually tell who it was, because there was too much water all around!
Ellie danced all through the water. She has some unique moves.
Monday, August 11, 2008
Honestly, it really wasn't that loose, but it was clearly bugging her. Plus, the kid loves to lose teeth. So after church she got some dental floss and asked me to tie a slipknot in it. I told her it wasn't loose enough to come out yet, but once she has her mind set on something, it's really hard to persuade her to change course. So she slipped the knot over the tooth, tied it to the doorknob, and pulled. Nothing happened, of course, because Mother is always right.
After a few tries she gave up and set to work trying to get the dental floss off. Rather than gently loosen it with her fingernails, she grabbed the end of the string, which was no longer tied to the doorknob, and tugged. You see where this is going? Chris and I watched, bemused, unable to do anything, as her arm and neck muscles strained while she pulled with all her might on the string. Then her tooth popped out and flew across the room.
So now she has a giant gap and we tease her mercilessly about her missing teeth, but secretly I think she loves it.
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Friday, August 1, 2008
Diamonds are a girl's best friend
Sarahbelle, the fancy fish
My personal favorite! She's such a cutie pie!
This one's for you, Ron.
Ellie usually identifies her grandparents according to the Grandma's hair color. So Chris's parents are "the yellow grandma and grandpa" and my parents are "the black grandma and grandpa". We have no idea where she got the idea to do this, but it's funny. Well, the other day we were looking at a picture of Chris's whole family, and she was naming everyone as I pointed to them. I pointed to Grandpa and asked her who it was, and she answered, "The bald spot grandpa."