Certain Death Averted

For Christmas this year that Hillyerie girl got me a teeny tiny flat iron.  It's name is the Baby Bliss Pro.  I needed a teeny tiny flat iron because I have pretty short hair and the flat iron I have is bigger than my hair is long so I keep burning my fingers.  That Hillyerie has a nick for gift giving because she pays very close attention all the time to people's ramblings and then gets them the very thing they said in passing they'd like to have.  I'm pretty sure that's what happened with me and the flat iron.  I took a photo of it to show you just how baby it is in comparison to my regular one:

Something you may or may not know about me is that I'm a "read the instructions" kind of girl.  If I don't read them thoroughly, I at least peruse them to make sure I don't miss anything important.  So, last night I was washing my face, brushing my teeth, and such in preperation for bed.  My Baby Bliss Pro instrucion manual was on the counter and I thought that maybe I'd give it a look see to make sure I knew everything I needed to know about it.  I started with the "IMPORTANT SAFETY INSTRUCTIONS" because they are important after all.  Boy am I glad I did because apparently I've been taking my life in my own hands by not following these instructions.  I've taken the liberty of highlighting a few of the ones that I was the most worried about:

#2.  Do not use while bathing or in shower--Now how am I supposed to multi-task to get to school on time if I can't use it while I'm showering, I ask you?
#3.  This appliance should not be used by, on, or near children or individuals with certain disabilities--I think I need a clarification on that one.  What exact disabilities are they worried about?  Siezures, baldness, maybe persons that have had their brain shocked?  If I don't know how do I know if I can really use it?
#7.  Never use while sleeping--This one is my favorite.  I don't think I need to make a snarky comment as it is plenty dumb all by itself.
#9.  Do not use outdoors or operate where aerosol (spray) products are being used or where oxygen is being administered--This one causes many problems.  First of all, I just had electrical outlets installed in my tent for camping trips where I may need to flat iron.  Since I can't use it outside, that was a total waste.  Secondly, I'm worried about all of the hairstylist in the world that have to take their clients outside to flat iron their hair because they cannot have it anywhere that has aerosol spray.  Only guess what...they can't use it outside either, so they are just plain screwed.  And finally, if it cannot be used where oxygen is being used, then all of the poor, catatonic people in the hospitals cannot have cute, flat ironed hair. 
#11.  This appliance is hot when in use.  Do not let eyes or bare skin touch heated surfaces--Only too bad for me because now I can't use it to curl my eyelashes!  What the heck am I supposed to do now since my other heated eyelash curler is about to bite the dust?

As you can see, I just averted certain death by reading these "Important Saftey Instructions."  I hope this public service announcement goes on to save many lives.

Parson Brown

I was listening to the radio as I was getting ready for school this morning and they played this jazzy version of "Winter Wonderland." Only maybe I shouldn't admit this because I don't come off looking so smart. Who am I kidding?  I'm no intellectual giant anyway. Anyway, they sang the part that says:
In the meadow we can build a snow man. 
Then pretend that he is Parson Brown.
He'll say, "Are you married?"
We'll say, "No man, but you can do the job while your in town."
For all of my 34 years I could never figure out what color parson brown was and what that has to do with getting married.  Only just this morning did I realized that Parson Brown was not a color but maybe a preacher.  In which case him being all nosey about marriage makes all kinds of sense!

Survey

So, Mary Kay has come out with these new eye kits.  It's basically eye shadow for dummies.  Depending on your eye color there is a kit with eye colors that are supposed to make your eyes pop.  The kit also shows you how to best apply it.  I'm not exactly an eye shadow dummy.  I know what colors look good and how to apply them.  However, I've never really been able to decide what my eye color really is.  Sometimes I think maybe they are more blue, but then there are days that they look greenish.  Not to mention the days that I'm pretty sure they look hazel.  So, I decided to do an experiment.  I did the look for each of these colors of eyes and took pictures so that I could see which one looked the very best.  I still don't know.  They all look similarly great which makes me think that maybe I do have cameleon eyes.  Since I'm apparently useless at this I decided I'd put it to a vote.  Look at all three and tell me the one you like the very best.  I know that there are a few of you that look at my blog but don't comment.  Today you must comment because taking a vote doesn't do much good if no one votes.

Look #1

Look #2

Look #3

Christmas Photo of the Day

The jury is still out on whether he has been too naughty for Santa to actually come to visit him.  I think he's buttering the fat man up.  Maybe I should start doing a little bit of that myself.

Mouse Babies

I woke up the other morning and when I opened my bedroom door I found this outside of it:

Hank lined up all of his mouse babies like a choo choo for me.  It made me giggle even though it was like 6:00 a.m.  Living with Hank is a little bit like living with a 2 year old.  Only more convenient because I can leave him for a couple of days with a bowl of food and water and a litter box.

-5 Degrees! ...I'm Just Sayin'.

Chick's

On Friday I took a personal day from school.  What wonderful event was happening that I'd take a whole day off of school, you ask?  Chick's, that's what.  My Auntie Kaye sent me an official invitation in the mail asking me if I wanted to go to Chick's and to Midway for a Chistamas boutique.  Really, she had me at Chick's.  The boutique was just a bonus.

See how cute my anutie and I are?  Plus, also, if you ever need to go to Chick's for breakfast (and I highly recommend that you do) this is what it looks like:

 

Plus it's address is something on Main Street in Heber.  You should probably know what kind of an establishment it is too.  I think that there are about 8 booths in the whole place and that's all.  This is their typical clientele:

That is real life manure on his boots with real life spurs.  That's because they are all real life cowboys.  And what kind of food do real life cowboys like to eat?

Incase you didn't notice it is DELICIOUS!!!  That pancake is buckwheat, those hashbrowns are crunchy, and the bacon is pretty much a whole pigs worth.  They have lots of other stuff that I'm sure is equally as wonderful, only I've never tasted it because I love this so much I don't dare mess with it.

Plus, also, on the way to Heber it was about -100 degrees.  It was so cold that the reservoir was warmer than the air so steam came up off of the water.  It was so beautiful that I took several photos:

Plus, also, we went to the boutique, but it was only just a boutique and not Chick's.  If any of you feel like you should maybe go to Chick's you are correct, only you cannot go without me.

Best Thanksgiving Ever

I've been needing to blog for a long time.  Only guess what?  I've not had one tiny minute to do so.  I should be going to bed right now, but I'm going to see how much I can get done speedy quick.  Also, this blog is a little longish, but most of it is photos so you should probably read it anyway.

Let's begin way back on November 22nd.  That is the best day ever because it is my birthday.  You may have noticed since I made Hillyerie blog about me.  I had a most wonderful birthday.  My most favorite part was everone telling me that they loved me.  My almost as favorite part was the fantastic presents I got:

I already showed off my Wicked calendar that Kesk got me, but it is so wonderful, I thought I should put it on again.  I also got Bette Midler CDs from Aunt Kaye because she knows I LOVE Bette Midler.  Hillyerie and Lynne got me the most fantastic red shoes.  I actually got them last month, and I wear them so much I'm about to wear them right out already.  For Christmas I'm going to take them back to their houses and have them fill them with homemade caramels.  Plus, also, that Hillyerie, because she can't help herself, got me the slippers what that I LOVE and the ball.  If you think that ball is a weird gift for a 34 year old, you may be correct, only I've wanted one for over a year.  It is filled with a glittery liquid that is so hypnotizing.  I used to take them away from my students and then sit and then play with them.  Hank likes that present quite a bit too.  We have to fight over it sometimes.  Plus, also, I got a crock pot from my Amy friend.  It was such a thoughtful gift because she knew I needed one.  When I first moved into my current house, I didn't have an oven.  I had to have some way of cooking, so I borrowed Amy's crock pot.  I kept it for a very long time.  Only don't feel too bad for Amy because I always brought what I made to lunch the next day for both of us.  So, that Amy friend knew that I needed one and that I'd love one.  Plus, also for my birthday, Hillyerie had me to her house for dinner.  She made me birthday cheesecake as Ruby is so proudly showing off:

That brings us to Thanksgiving.  I think I quite possibly had the best Thanksgiving ever.  I went to St. George to have it with the Ences.  You may remember them from the blog I did in October about Dad Ence when he passed away.  I have actually spent many a Thanksgiving with the Ences, but it's been a few years.  I caught a lot of guff for it from them, but I blame Inkey:

She went and got married and moved to St. George.  It was hard for me to go down with her when she was already there and I didn't much want to invite myself.  Now I know better and I will not make that mistake again.  I think Inkey will be okay with me blaming her since she knows it's a pretty weak excuse and I'm grasping at straws here.  So, anyway, I went to St. George and it was like coming home again.  St. George has a special place in my heart.  I decided that is probably because every time I go it is to be with the Ences.  I don't have a care in the world because I leave all of that back in Utah County.  I go and eat yummy food, play with Mom Ence, Inkey, and all of her sisters, shop, watch movies, eat more yummy food...I think you get the picture.

After Thanksgiving we drug out the Christmas decorations and got busy decorating:

I love this photo of Inkey's little Aidan.  He looks so tiny next to that monster tree.  These are some photo of Inkey's husband, Phil, helping Holly's littles decorate the tree. 

Plus, also, I took some photos of little Maddux, only I'm not sure what happened to them.  He is such a cutie that I stole a photo of him from Inkey's blog:

I think it's an oldish photo, but he was still exactly this cute last week.  I also told Inkey that after spending time with Maddux and Aidan that I was going to have to expand my list of kids that I love best by two.

On Black Friday no one was too interested in getting up at the crack of dawn to fight people for good deals.  However, around 10:00 a.m. Inkey, Mom Ence, and I did wander down to Krumpet's.  That store has the most wonderful of everything decorating-ish.  Really, I could hardly stand it.  I wanted pretty much everything.  I limited myself to just a few things.  All of them well under $10 and all of them Christmas decorations:

The snowflake and not the stocking is the decoration I got at Krumpet's.  The stocking is one that Aunt Kaye made last Christmas.  It's pretty cute too.

I've decided that the biggest problem I have with going to St. George is that I don't ever want to come back.  Only too bad for me.