If you love it, then why don't you marry it?

Another random post with pictures and stories that have nothing to do with each other... but I'm still good enough, smart enough, and Doggone it. People like me!
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Last week I took this picture of the kids eating lunch.

Their conversation was funny and I knew that if I didn't take a picture, I would forget what they said. Well, guess what? A few hours after the picture was taken, I could NOT remember what they said. Is it possible to be part-time Alzheimerish? If so, I think I am.

It just so happened that they repeated the SAME phrase today and the conversation came flooding back.. so I am writing it down now.

Ben and Luke were in charge of making lunch.. (hence the knives still standing upward in both jars..) They made a PB&J for Zack, but he didn't want it. He insisted on having a Cheetos. Ben said, "Well, I am not taking orders. If you are not going to make it yourself, you'll need to eat what we put in front of you." (wonder where he got that one from....)

Zack still said he didn't want a sandwich and eventually they caved in (again, wonder where they got that from....) Instead he got the only other lunch option they knew how to make= cheese quesadillas. After he ate several bites, they let him have Cheetos and he was a happy camper. He kept saying over and over and over, "I love Cheetos so much. Cheetos are sooooo yummy. I love them, I love them!"

I could tell Luke was getting a little frustrated by Zack's obsession with Cheetos so he said, "Well, if you love them so much, then you will just have to marry them!"

I thought it was particularly funny because I am almost positive that he came up with that line himself... as if it hasn't been around for a hundred years.
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A few days after that, I found Luke on the couch reading last year's blog book. He was fascinated with everything in it and asked, "How did you get all these pictures in here?"

I told him that I had done it on the computer and a company printed it for me.

Luke said: Why do you write down the things I say?

Me: Because sometimes you say cute and funny things.

Luke (still dumbfounded): Well, who reads that kind of stuff?

Me: You would be surprised. I post it on my blog and a lot of people read it and think it's funny.

Luke: You mean, like Grandma?

Me: Yeah, like Grandma and lots of other people. Some people you have never even met before.

Luke: Oh. Then I don't think I am going to say going to say anything funny anymore.

Me: That's exactly how Daddy feels.


And yet, he still let me take a picture of him. Sucka! He doesn't quite get it yet. **evil witch laugh** Let's make fun of him even more by pointing out that both his heel and toe are making an entrance in the picture too. I tell ya, this kid can put on a brand new pair of socks and within a couple of hours, he's created all kinds of holes. That's why I love summer... no socks, no holes.
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Today Zack was very upset when he handed me this picture (taken by Val last year)


I asked him why he was so mad and he said, "Mom, You DON'T marry me ever again!! You only marry Dad!"

I said that is fine by me.
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And last but not least... here was today's home improvement project-- a new fireplace. Ever since we walked through the model home of this floorplan I knew I needed to do something with the mantle over the fireplace. It's used to be a tan plasterish-mold of some kind.


Evenually, I want to get a nice wooden one.. but until then, I am going to enjoy it painted black.


Obviously, you can't see how nice it looks because it's just so... black. More reason to come and visit me. I have things to put on the fireplace too, but the paint was wet and I didn't want to get ahead of myself. Oh, and the whole room is finished too. Ceiling fan in, pictures hung on the wall, curtains up, new red couches. I would have taken a picture, but Aaron was sitting on the couch and I didn't want him to think I was blogging about EVERYTHING. Seriously, I am walking on eggshells around this house when it comes to what I put on the blog. Men can be so touchy.

Someday, I will take you all on a virtual tour. Not that you care what my house looks like... and not that I care what you think of me and how I decorate. Seriously, this is my house and I will do with it how I please. So stay away interior decorators. Don't spoil all my fun.