It's Like an Alarm Clock! Whoo! Whoo!

Shelby and Ted posted a funny video on their Blog. So, I decided to follow suit. The first time I ever saw this video I said, "Ted Sutarik would think this was hilarious." We're getting this installed on Shiara (our new car) immediately!!! Whoo! Whoo!
Whistle Tip Video Link

Back to School...

Well, Wes and I had a great summer, but now we're both back in school. Him, the Padawan and me, the Jedi Master! He is loving Business School and I am missing last year's class. I do this every fall, though. By May, I will love them just as much as the previous group. I am posting a picture of my new Fablehaven reading corner. I am hoping it will inspire all of those booey woo 4th graders to desire to read all day, every day.



Are you inspired?

Which Look?

I will be starting business school soon and would like some help picking my look. This is very important to me, as I want to make a good impression. Please consider the options carefully and make your vote using the poll on the right of the blog. Thank you so much for your invaluable insight. I'm sure my year will start out right with your help.

Golfing

I had a great time golfing at the Cascade Golf center tonight. It's very relaxing and I did pretty well. (keeping in mind that my expectations were very low) I tied with the other guy so it was a good match. I plan on golfing more in the future, it's great.

I'm Alive!!!

To all my dearest friends and family...You are lucky I am alive! I recently had a near death experience. About one year ago, when I moved to Utah, I signed up for dental insurance. Due to the Law of Procrastination, Wes and I were just barely getting around to doing are semi-annual cleaning and check-up. When I signed up for dental insurance, my insurance just gave me a list of dentists I could use. So I just randomly chose one near my home. (A little too near as it turned out.) When I called my dentist to make an appointment...he answered. The dentist answered! I don't know if all of you frequent the dentist's office, but that is not normal. That was my first sign. I greeted him and made my appointment, which was the NEXT day. That was my second sign. He asked me if I knew where his office was. So, I said no and asked him to just give me the address. (Thank goodness for GPSs) He then proceeded to tell me it was in the basement of his home. At this point, I got nervous. I hung up and told Wes about my conversation. We thought maybe he had a nice big basement with a huge swanky dentist office in it. We could hope, right. I told a few coworkers where I'd be just in case I didn't emerge. So, the time came and we pulled up to the office. When we walked into the office/basement, I saw that it was in fact NOT a huge, swanky basement office. There were wood paneled walls and a huge cougar skin pinned up next to a million dentist cartoons. Then, I saw the 100 year old man sitting behind the desk. As he led me into his torture chamber with his shaky hands and questionable instruments I only hoped Wes would not pop on his I-Pod, so he could still hear my screams if things got out of hand. As it turned out, he was a kindly 100 year old man (as most 100 year old men are) and although he stabbed Wes' lip, lost my insurance card, and told me stories about how he once got a false positive for an AIDS screening blood test when he was donating blood, we emerged alive. However, we will be seeking a new dental provider in 6 months.