The Blueberry Chunk Comparison

The other day I made the greatest smoothies for breakfast.  There was only one problem with the recipe.  If you’ve never blended frozen blueberries, I will tell you that the blueberry skins don’t really blend well.  And they stick to your teeth like glue.  (I’m not sure if glue sticks to teeth, come to think of it, but just stay with me here.) 

So, Scott being the nice husband he is, tried to hint at blueberries hypothetically sticking to teeth in order to help me avoid the embarrassment of the ones sticking to mine.  “Haha, that would be so hilarious to see blueberries stuck on his teeth,” I thought.  A few minutes later I was sending Scott out the door to work, and when he looked at me I could see a lot of laughter attempting to hide behind a very straight face.

Immediately it all came together, and I ran to the closest mirror shouting, “Nooo, the blueberry chunks!”  It was bad.  Like hillbilly-blacked-out-tooth bad.

So, now at our house when we’re talking about embarrassing stories, we throw in a “blueberry chunk” benchmark to gauge just how bad it is.

Thank goodness Julia volunteered her own blacked-out tooth photo.  Goodness knows, I'm not volunteering mine.

2011

It looks like I forgot to recap 2011 via the blog (like everyone else).  This is kind of a bad year to not blog about, so I'd better join the masses and do it.

2011 was significant.  And awesome.  To review, I will include random photos from the year and some excerpts from my journal.  Enjoy.

January: "Good news!  My eye stopped twitching.  I'm sure it will be back once I head back to the Junior Core."  "School was pretty typical today.  I missed a lot of points and didn't know what was going on."  "Oh, by the way...we went ring shopping for the first time!"

February: "Valentine's Day was pretty great.  We went to our Chinatown restaurant we like and after that we drove up to a lookout spot over Provo.  Apparently this was a pretty popular spot because our presence deterred a lot of other couples.  Mwahaha."

March: "Guess what?  Scott went and talked to my parents!  I'm told that he never really asked if he could marry me.  When I brought it up he said, 'Oh.  Well, it was a mutually-understood question.  That was also rhetorical.'  Oh, Scott."  "He got down on one knee and asked me to marry him... Best night of my life." 

April: "I'm writing this as a Junior Core survivor!" "We've been painting and weeding and working on Scott's house...I mean, OUR house."

May: "Mom and Dad bought me a piano for a wedding gift.  That is the most awesome gift ever."  "We found Scott's social security card, so we can actually get married.  Hooray."  "Bad news--I'm the primary chorister for the next month."

June: "Hallelujah it's June!"  "I think time has started slowing down."  "I went to the temple on Saturday!" "I've essentially had a combination of 'The Final Countdown' and 'I Can Hear the Bells' running through my mind all day today." 

July: "On Monday, we went to the final Harry Potter movie.  I was almost tearing up because the franchise is over.  Except during the He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Hugged part."  "After attempting to eat breakfast in bed with Scott while checking my email, my keyboard found itself swimming in Cheerios.  Thanks to Brent the laptop survived."

August: "Life is so good right now.  We're going to Chuck-A-Rama with the Bruening's tonight.  That's not why life is so good right now, but I needed to throw that in there at the last minute."  "The Gypsies won, so Scott and I were very happy.  Plus, 'Fab 3' did really bad and finished last, which made us even more happy."

September: "Today I'm meeting up with Beth before ethics.  We'll probably play Skip Bo or search for Hogwarts man."  "We had a sub help out in sunbeams today.  Of course the kids were the craziest they've ever been.  I'd rather run the zoo on my own.  It's far less embarrassing that way."

October: "Life is so good right now." (Which is surprising due to the lack of content in the posts I wrote.)

November: "The obsession with Prison Break continues."  "I got a bathroom scale for an early birthday present.  That could have been a pretty offensive, but I jumped on and found out I haven't weighed this little since the 9th grade, so it turned out to be a pretty great gift.  Haha."

December: "Last night I had prison break dreams, and I asked Scott if 'the bad guys' had gotten away.  Yes, I referred to them as 'bad guys.'"  "On Saturday we did sealings.  I almost passed out because I was kneeling for so long.  Amidst all this, the sealer asked, 'Oh can we do a few more?'  I thought I would make it, but I ended up having to jump up and say I needed a break.  From that point forward everyone in the room just watched me thinking I would faint."

2011 was definitely the best year on the records for the Foley family.  We are blessed to be where we're at, and we look forward to 2012.

Firemen, kittens, and princesses

I've got a new sunbeam class now, which includes 7 little tykes who all come every week.  I know this is a good thing, hypothetically, but righteousness aside, that means I have to manage all 7 every week.  Yikes. 

Oddly enough, this class appears to be better than my old group.  (Or mainly just better than one particular individual in the old group.)  So, I am optimistic that I won't end up in tears after church each week.  Not that that's ever happened before...*ahem.* 

Here are the best conversations from our class yesterday:

Me: "Who knows what they want to be when they grow up?"
Rhyor: "A racecar driver."
Hannah: "A little kitten."
Olivia: "A fireman!"
Elizabeth: "A princess."
Olivia: "Elizabeth, if your castle was on fire, I would be the fireman."

Me: "Ryhor, do you like cowboys?"
Rhyor: "I like anything with a weapon."
...Ooookay.

Also, in addition to these great conversations, the kids had some time to play and do other hilarious things at the end of class.  They decided to play house and live in the toy cupboard, and of course, when the parents arrived, they had barricaded themselves inside.

It's going to be a good year.