Exclamation points

You can usually tell how a person writes from the way they talk. Most who know me can expect a ton of exclamation points when I blog, write email, facebook, letters, etc. I'm an exclaiming person! HAHA-I just now remembered the Seinfeld epsiode with Elaine and the whole issue of when it's appropriate to add exclamation points. That's soooo funny! But anyway. Dave, on the other hand, is NOT an exclaiming person. I don't think ever in my life I have seen him express himself in exclamation.

One of the areas in our marriage in which we're so opposite is our enthusiasm for things. I get spazzy, he's still just calm and cool. Early on in our marriage I would get quite frustrated when I would think of the PERFECT gift and eagerly await his reaction, only to get a nice smile and simple thanks. When we're doing fun things I get giddy and make dolphin sounds (that one's for you, roomies)-I get so excited sometimes I feel like I'm going to explode! You know, like something inside you just wants to jump out of your body in joy? Dave hardly cracks a smile. I have to ask him if he's excited, and he just looks at me like-you're expressing enough excitement for the both of us.

So, you can imagine my amazement when I come home, sit down on the computer, and see an instant message from Dave saying this:

"Rich is getting engaged!!"

This is so much a shock and momentous occassion that Rich got a DOUBLE exclamation point from Dave.

*I haven't heard anymore from Dave, so I'm not quite sure if the engagement has happened already or if we're acting excited prematurely, but I'll give this a HUGE

"WOOHOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

(I'm generous with my exclamation points)

He makes me laugh

A conversation Dave and I had over IM today, while he was at work:

**p.s.-it's only funny if you know that sept 7 is my birthday. **

Loralee says:

just wondering if the office is open on labor day

Dave says:

when is that?

Loralee says:

sept 7

Loralee says:
sound familiar?

Dave says:
should it?

Loralee says:
lol

Dave says:

what?

Dave says:
I'm kidding. Of course I know what day it is

Dave says:
labor day

*Grandpa & Grandma, LOL means laugh out loud ;)*

Brian Reagan has changed my life

Does anyone else find themselves speaking in Brian Reagan-ese? I can never look at a recipe the same again. The second I see "1/2 cup", my mind goes into monologue mode. Scooping ice cream? I go through an inner battle about how much I'm allowed to eat! HALF A CUP!! WHO EATS HALF A CUP??? I went through the whole segment in my head as I was making a chicken recipe the other night and it called for half a cup of oil.

The first time I watched a Brian Reagan video was a few days before getting on a plane. I was laughing to myself watching people try to put luggage into the overhead bins and listening to the flight attendants try to politely tell them that it won't fit. And the mad rush to the door? I almost did that whole "spit" laugh-you know, where you're trying to keep it in, but then it's too much to hold in so it comes out in a big spit?

But how great is it that we can now look at things that drove us nuts before and LAUGH about it?? People, Brian Reagan has changed the WORLD. We will now laugh when we are eating fig newtons, ice cream, or any other dairy item, when we go to the doctor, when we are shipping packages, when we are getting on an airplane, when we're trying to talk to customer service over the phone, when we're watching our kids play sports or are in a spelling bee, and anytime that someone tells us that we're going to feel a little PRESSURE!!

And here's a little snippet to make you chuckle:

Fun with Family!

We met up with Ann-Marie and family in Santa Barbara on Saturday, and it was so much fun! I'm so glad we live close enough now that we can do things like this. In addition to Santa Barbara just being fun in and of itself, it was the Spanish Fiesta Days (or something like that). VIVA LA FIESTA! (and if I could do the upside down exclamation point I would have put it at the beginning of that sentence).

We started the day at the Botanic Gardens. California botanic gardens are different from Ohio botanic gardens. Each has their own beauty, but I think sometimes I forget that California is actually a desert, especially in our cool climate here on the coast. The girls had a blast finding lots of lizards-I missed those little guys when we lived in Ohio! It was a nice place to walk through, undisturbed by crowds and traffic.

A rare shot of "Mom". I'm usually behind the camera. Bree was into jumping off every rock. Needless to say, getting around took a while.

Looking at lizards

This is how taking our family pictures usually turns out-Emma posing nicely while Bree tries to escape

Then we headed to the pier and rented a SURREY!! WOOHOO!! We were hot stuff as we coasted on the trail! It was so cute having Cameron and Bree in the front basket with their little helmets on, then Emma grabbing onto the bar for dear life. We yelled out VIVA LA FIESTA to everyone nearby and rang the bell a lot. We even got filmed. We were having so much fun-we KNOW some people decided to rent one themselves after seeing us. We should have been their advertisement. Most people got a kick out of seeing the triple row one being used-most people were just on a single row surrey. My bum still hurts from the bike seat. But that was a fun experience! Everyone should do it sometime!

After some lunch it was off to the zoo. Even though we were spoiled and grew up going to the San Diego Zoo, I still find animals at any zoo just as fascinating. It wasn't crowded at all, so it was nice not to have to worry about the kids wandering off or getting lost. We just moseyed (spelling??) our way through the zoo. Probably most fascinating to watch were the California condors. There were a few of them in the netted area, each with numbers. The signs talked about their wing span and we were disappointed that they were just sitting on their little perches. After waiting a while and watching we decided to head out, and just as we did, one of them opened up his wings. It was like he was saying, "what's up?? you getta load of this??" Then another one did it. It was fun putting dialogue to what they were doing. But, yes, impressive wing span. And then Bree got bit by a goat. Her fault for putting her fingers too close. It didn't break the skin, but it left a mark! We made up for it, though, by taking the kids to the most coveted spot in the zoo. Nope, no animals, just an astroturf covered hill that they could slide down on pieces of cardboard. Who knew?? We could have spent hours there. I think we decided that we're doing that one day with our dream house.

We went to Palazzio for dinner after the zoo-it came highly recommended! It was really good, and I'm excited to try some of the other recommended spots next time we go down there. Then we went through the mercado to the stage set up for the festivities! The kids all got some eggs filled with confetti. There was confetti EVERYWHERE. Ann-Marie said it was worse the day before during the parade. But on every corner were these vendors with crates of eggs that had been broken, emptied, filled with confetti, then a piece of tissue paper was glued over the open edge. And people would come up to you and crack them on your head, spilling confetti down all parts of your body. All the boys got me pretty good. I think Ann-Marie was glad I was getting the brunt of it instead of her :) I was feeling confetti go down my back (and even further) all night.

At the stage a group started playing, so we sat down in the front with all the people dancing around in front of us. Cameron got up and stole the show. The kid was ROCKING OUT and everyone loved him. I'm talking doing the worm and everything. He was "that guy" in the middle of the circle. HE'S THREE, for crying out loud! We were laughing so hard at the things he was unexpectedly doing. Bree eventually joined him, but all she knows is girly ballet pointy toe things, so her dancing looked a little out of place, until she started imitating Cameron. And she did not want to do it alone. It was so cute-she came up to Dave and yelled, Come on Dad! and he wouldn't, but she wouldn't take no for an answer!! So up he went to dance with his little princess. So cute. And of course we had left the camera in the car at this point. Dave got a few shots on his phone. But it was a blast. After they stopped playing we just walked around to some of the shops before getting frozen yogurt and heading back to our house for Sunday.

You can't get any girlier than this store. It was lined with hot pink with zebra print carpet. And the stuff in there was so affordable! The girls got some pink rhinestone heart and butterfly clips for super cheap, plus there was a 10% discount for the festival-VIVA LA FIESTA! This pic was taken through the window, but the girls were wearing some awesome tiaras-they didn't want to take them off!

Spending Sunday with everyone at our house was so great. Besides my brother and both mine and Dave's parents, we've never had any family at our own house. Ever. I loved it. We had a fun birthday dinner for Ann-Marie, mud pie and all!! Jaymie (Collins' sister) and her family came over too, so it was so much fun.

Such a fun weekend-can't wait to do it again!!

New post on other blog

for those interested, I finally added a new post to my Ideas n Stuff blog-link on the right!

You know you've reached a whole new level of entertaining...

...when you get the cops called on you. Obviously, we aren't drinkers of any sort, we don't have crazy teenagers congregating on our front lawn at 1am (like our house in Cleveland), we weren't fighting and yelling profanities, and there definitely wasn't any music blaring. Nope, we were just playing a lively round of Taboo with the windows open in a quiet neighborhood at 9:30pm. Sweet, right? And by the time the cops got to our house, the game had ended and we were discussing the different TV shows we remembered from growing up. CRAZY KIDS!! GET THOSE COPS OVER THERE THIS INSTANT! We just all found it humorous, as did the cops, but they needed to "inform" us anyway that we were creating a disturbance.

Well, in other news, Dave needs to buy a shotgun. Or so he was informed multiple times at the fair when people saw this:

Stuffing their faces with cotton candy wasn't the best picture to show you how cute they were in their hats, but that's all I've got folks.

And I've got to include pictures of these amazing flowers from the fair-I can't believe how absolutely PERFECT they looked! And some of them were HUGE! The dahlias in this picture were easily the size of my entire hand spread out. I could only dream of having a yard full of them!

Dave took Emma golfing with him a couple times this week. The first time he hit a few balls that didn't quite go as planned and Emma just stared at him and said, "You're not a very good golfer Dad." And she would know. She watches golf on TV (the one channel we have-haha) with Dave and shushes us when they're hitting.

And Bree is still making us laugh all the time, especially with her jabbering and the way she pronounces things. One of my favorite times during the day is anytime after I've changed her diaper and she stands up on the changing table, all chatty and jibbering while I'm putting her diaper in a trashbag. She'll grab my face and pull it to hers and say, "MOMPF! Wooka me!" (Mom, look at me!) Then she'll proceed to tell me something AMAZING in whatever language it is she speaks, with her eyes wide and her head nodding. And I just laugh because she's just like me! She loves to talk! One day it'll be in a language we understand, but for now, I love her conversations. I really wish someone would invent a camera that can be implanted into your eyeballs so that you can record all those moments that you don't want to forget and want to share with others. I love that I'm reminded of some of the things Emma used to do b/c of the things Bree is doing now. Like right now Bree's bedtime book of choice is the Dr. Seuss "Put Me in the Zoo." There's this one page where the words are "And now you see I take them all and I can make them very tall." When Emma had that book memorized, every time we would say that phrase she would say in this really funny voice "It's a BIG one!" And that makes me laugh. Simple things.

Tomorrow (or I should say today-yikes, it's past midnight!) is the last day of "vacation." Dave starts his new job on Monday, and I'm so happy for him. And me. It's hard to get into a routine when he's home all the time. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE having him home, and I think I've probably gotten a little too used to his help around the house. But I think we're all looking forward to a more regular schedule...and maybe making an income too :)

Some things to make you laugh

I was going through my magazines to rip out the stuff that I wanted to keep and found that I had marked this page. After reading it, I remembered why-I was laughing my head off!!

So, for your enjoyment, I give you "Their Talk" from Parenting magazine:

Question:
What did Mommy do that made you mad?

Answers:
"She made me turn off my favorite cartoon and go pee."

"She tried to dress me right away on Monday. I thought it was still the weekend. She skipped Saturday!"

"She kicked me out of her bed!"

"She wouldn't make spaghetti every night for dinner."

"She made me cry. I want a donut." (ahh...a child after my own heart!)

"She cleaned my room!"

"She makes me poop in the potty. It's dangerous."

and my personal favorite...

"She made me clean up. I really didn't want to. I like it better when people give me options."

And here are some pics of the girls. Just a warning, we might become a horse family :) I'm okay with that. You should've seen Bree with the helmet on...SOOOOO super cute.

I will never eat grapes again

There are a lot of things we love about where we live now. The sunny skies, the mild ocean breeze, the rolling hills, friendly people, and the quiet surroundings. However, there are some small drawbacks to being here. We still have to drive 5 hours to see our closest relative, my allergies are acting up, and eating the grapes here can cause you to die a horrible death!!

Imagine our horror after opening a package of grapes and finding a huge spider staring back at us with obvious malcontent in it's many eyes. And not just any spider, a BLACK WIDOW. It's a good thing Loralee is the one who found it. She didn't freak out at all and was calm enough to get a picture of the evil creature. If I had found it I would have first, screamed like a little girl. Second, done the I hate spiders dance which involves a lot of high steps and arm flailing, and then passed out thereby giving the spider ample time to crawl into my mouth or ear and lay all it's eggs. It's a self defeating behavior but one that's out of my control.

Here's some nice pictures of the quickly smashed invader. Needless to say I am now a grapeatarian (one who abstains from eating grapes out of fear of biting into or being bit by an overgrown and juicy/crunchy arachnid)

"I got a scratch in my eye from my hooker!" emma

everyone gets one guess as to what she's talking about :) and let me tell you, she's been telling EVERYONE about her scratch from her hooker b/c it left a red blood spot on her eyeball, which of course is FASCINATING for a 5 yr old. and we can't help but laugh every time she says hooker. we're not going to correct her yet-it's just too funny.

And Bree has been killing us too lately. She says almost every word 3 times, which is hilarious, especially if it has an "s" in it-her lisp is the cutest thing ever. She's always asking, "what's this?" and we'll tell her, then she'll repeat us. So her vocabulary is really expanding. But for a while she's been saying "gopher" and getting mad at us when we don't know what she wants.

*scoot over*

we figured it out when she almost pushed me off the bed while yelling "GOPHER!!!!"

**Good job Aunt Marlys-first guess. It was her little innocent pink plastic hanger that she was trying to get a jacket off of. I bought some of them and one of those bars that hangs below the regular rod so she can hang up her own clothes, and ever since I first bought them she's been calling them hookers.

Isn't she cute?

It's a little grainy-we scanned a picture that they printed out onto some photo paper for us. But it's cute! Emma has been having the time of her life this week at horse camp. The instructor and her daughter are AWESOME. And Emma is starting to use terms-today she "loped." Which means she went fast on her horse :) And she started the week petrified of dogs, but now she's obsessed with all the little dogs roaming the property. Funny thing, this little girl. A couple weeks ago we were at a farm supply store and there were these tiny little baby chicks. A man pulled one out for the girls to pet and they wouldn't touch them! Bree follows Emma's lead, so she saw Emma acting afraid, so she wouldn't do it. But Emma has no problem walking up to a massive horse!

The instructor takes pictures throughout the day and they print them all out and send them home each day. The kids decorated a book at the beginning of the week, so they're supposed to glue the pictures in the book and write about each picture. So we've been writing Emma's words, verbatim, into the book, and it's hilarious! What a great memory keeper for her. And they've been taking video footage that will be made into a DVD that we'll get at the last day of camp tomorrow. Emma's sad that tomorrow is her last day, and she asked tonight when she'll get to go back. I would LOVE to move forward with her taking lessons, but we'll have to wait a bit for a job before we sign her up. This has been such a positive experience for her, and I love the instructor and her daughter! I think we've made some lifelong relationships here :)

I'll post more pics after her "show" tomorrow, when we get to come watch the kids perform what they've learned. I'm glad Dave won't have to work, so he can come watch her and see what a confident girl she has become!