B.A.D.D.

Am I the only one suffering from Blog Attention Deficit Disorder? I just hopped on to write something "real quick" and I get onto my blog and--oh, excitement!--someone has left a comment! Gotta read it!!! Oh, my sweet, long-lost friend--what nice things she wrote... How is she doing, anyway? Hop onto her blog "real quick"--oh, they're up to such fun things... Kids growing up so fast... fun events... birthdays... okay, I have to leave a comment on hers... I click on "post a comment" and--lo and behold--one of our mutual friends (another long-lost bud) has left a comment too... gotta go check out her profile... omygoodness, she has FOUR KIDS now??? How did that happen???!!! Okay, I have to leave her a comment too! How so very exciting this is!!! And look at her links! O wow--I didn't know that was her sis-in-law! Now I gotta check out just one more blog............

(And NO, this wasn't the post I was getting on here to do! Maybe I'll get to that tomorrow...?) AAAAGH! Too much fun!!!

humility, n. knowing you are absolutely fantastic, and giving the credit to God.

I heard this definition given the other night at Ashlee's New Beginnings program, and I love it! So that's my thought for the day (okay, for the month... I know I don't update my blog as often as I'd like to!) =)

My Ashlee

I just have to talk about Ashlee for a bit. This may get long... sorry! Well, first I have to write about a couple moments we had recently. On MLK Day I took her and Blake to the mall to spend some of their Christmas $$$. We went into Wet Seal to look around (an awkward little while for Blake--especially while Ashlee & I went to try on some things... He was such a good sport about it, though!!!) Anyway, we each had a few items, and the first thing I put on was gouchos that looked disgustingly hideous on me!!! I asked Ashlee if she wanted to see something gross, and she said, "Sure, I have some 'gross' to show you too." We were in dressing rooms right next to each other, so we both just stepped out. We shared a moment of laughter, me in my gouchos and her in her yellow ruffles... and then... Ashlee's door shut!!!! The look on her face was PRICELESS. Here we are, both in stuff we wouldn't want a single other human being to see, and it looks like we're gonna have to flip a coin to see who has to go ask the store worker to come open her door. Then she says, "Do you think I can fit under???" I look at the rooms and start laughing. But we decide it's worth a try--definitely a better choice than going out into the store!!! So she comes into my room, gets down like a seal, and goes for it!!! She really did look like a seal, scooting along, and... her butt got stuck for a brief moment... but she made it! I was doubled over laughing, with my hand over my mouth trying to stifle the sound, but not succeeding very well. WOW--that was funny!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The other moment we had last week was late one night, as I was attempting to help her finish a Romeo & Juliet assignment for her English class. The assignment was to rewrite a portion of the story as if it took place in the '70's. As we looked up some '70's lingo online, we were busting up over Romeo & Juliet using terms like "bogus," "spiffy," "totally," and "Rock-on!!!" I tried to get her to have Juliet ask Romeo if he had "let a gasser" (that term was on the list we found online =)), but she said her teacher told them to keep it appropriate. =) We were dying--it was so funny!!! Rob was in the other room watching TV, and he (later) told me that he had to mute the show for a moment and just listen to us. I guess it was quite a hoot. Sorry if you had to be there.... I just had to share!

lol

This was truly a LAUGH-OUT-LOUD moment. Ashlee was getting ready for a football game (yes, this was back in October or so...) and she was "decorating" herself for the occasion. Our bishop's son, Layne, is one of her good friends, and was on the football team. She got fabric paint and put his name & number on her shirt, then headed for the bathroom to paint the numbers on her face. She came out and hesitantly asked if the numbers looked okay. I fell on the floor laughing at her backward "67." She was less-than-amused as I made her stand there while I snapped a picture. She found out the hard way that painting numbers on your face in front of the mirror is... really hard. =)