Perfectly lowkey

Last night, Megs and I had one of the most perfectly lowkey kinda nights.

Honestly, since about mid-November, Megs and I have had something almost EVERY weekend, most of which takes us up north.  We have enjoyed eventful weekends and seeing family/friends, but have craved a little quality, one-on-one time (Insert the obvious 'you'll never get another alone night again after this baby' comment HERE).  Last night . . . we got it!

After work we sat down and made a quick plan . . . and stuck to it!  This is how is all played out:

Step #1

Wingers!   We love ourselves a little Wingers, especially the STICKY FINGERS WRAP!  Megs and I always get the regular: shared Sticky Fingers Wrap (they're huge), salads with ranch, and SOMETIME an Asphalt Pie.  Oh, and waters.  PERFECTION!

Step #2

Talking.  Being married to your best friend seriously rocks!  We can talk all night long.

Step #3

Laugh. Joke. Laugh some more. Silence. Laughter.

Step #4

List making.  There is just somethin' to it that makes BOTH of us happy people.  We love the lists.

Step #5

Buy BABY MATTRESS.  It is getting so close.  We also walked down the isles to see what else we may need.  We stocked up on BP's (ladies you know what I'm talkin about) and made fun of the baby seat that transforms into a porta potty and toddler potty seat.  These people will do almost ANYTHING for a buck.

Step# 6

Serious talk that ends in laughter.

Step #7

Home Depot to buy new under the bed boards.  Our's are dinky and make creaking sounds.  This represents crossing another thing off our TO-DO list.  This makes us happy, VERY happy!  Beside, our cockeyed Quazi worker made that outing even that much better.  His name was Randy.

Step#8

Wash sheets/pillow cases.  I used to do this weekly, but without our own washer/dryer is only happens . . . well less than that.  Who doesn't like climbing into new, smell good sheets?

Step #9

Convert our couch and ottoman into a large living room bed.  I promised Megs that I would indulge her by watching a chosen few of her Chick-Flicks and this made it bearable.  We watched Notting Hill . . . not that bad gentlemen, not that bad.

 

Step #10

Fall asleep knowing you don't have to get up early!

PERFECTLY LOWKEY!

Retro

Today, I got an idea.  An idea to "theme" the blog.  My theme of choice . . . Retro.

I even made a new header:

I thought it was fun.  You know, a chance to live up to "our song."

We conversed.

Me: "Megs, are you ready for something new?  Something new to the blog?"

Meg: "What? . . . That depends."

Me: "Now keep your mind open to fun and exciting new things."

Meg: " . . .    . . .   . . .  okay?"

(Show her laptop)

Meg: " . . .     . . .    . . .    . . .   . . ."

Me: "Fun, right?"

Meg: " . . .    . . .   . . .    . . ."

Me:  "It's retro.  It's fun.  It represents us."

Meg: "Is that supposed to be Sonny and Cher?  Did you post that?"

. . .

I came up with a new "theme"

Indulgent

As if you didn't already know, MY WIFE IS HAVING A BABY! . . . in four and one half weeks!  (Well, MAYBE in as little as a week and a half . . . just sayin')

Anyway, Megs has had quite a few of the pregnancy norms: her back hurts, her tummy got big (but just a little), and her hair grows like a weed, a very pretty weed.  She has even gone through her phases of foods she has liked and foods that she just can't stand, BUT what she really hasn't done is have RANDOM LATE NIGHT CRAVINGS.  She will talk about foods that sound good at night, but then her logic steps in and she always says, "No, I don't need that."  Even though I am completely dead to the world when I sleep/get tired, I was kinda looking forward to this aspect.  It's endearing, you know.

UNTIL LAST NIGHT!  For a good few hours last night Megs was wanting her a doughnut.  AND, not just ANY doughnut.  THIS DOUGHNUT:

Double chocolate CAKE DOUGHNUTS!  You know, just like the ones that you get at the gas station.   I also love these doughnuts.  They remind me of my paper route in junior high when my mom would pick me up at about 5:45am when I finished and take me to the Chevron to get one. 

Well, we indulged and we GOT EM!  Last night at about 11:45, we drove ourselves to the 7-11, filled up on gas (hopefully this doesn't diminish the Late Night Craving tradition by making it a logical outing), and bought two doughnuts from (I'm not racist, just pointing out the facts) a man from India that sounded just like Apu from The Simpson's.  We even got TWO FOR ONE!  Then we drove home and chased them down with glasses of milk. 

This was a good night.  The baby can now OFFICIALLY COME ON OUT!

p.s. I am sitting in a commons area at school DIRECTLY next to an engaged couple that are speaking face-to-face, literally 8 inches from each other.  I almost vomited during this writing of this post.

Uncontrollable

Do you have those foods in life that you seem to have little to NO control over when it comes to your consumption of?  You know, those foods that seem to just go down so easy that if you didn't have that "uh oh" inner voice speak up after a socially disturbing amount eaten that you just may partake until you slip slowly into an indulgent coma?  Those foods that make you feel so good that you justify your previous attempts to control yourself?  It's almost as if they are outside of your realizable realm of personal responsibility.

I do.

Let me introduce you to three of my top "uncontrollables"

#1 - Now I like most corn chips, BUT Santitas White Corn Chips take the corn chip cake for me.  My favorite part is the CRUNCH.  Sometimes, I hate it when there is a delay from the end of one chip to the beginning of the next.  That's when I eat about two or three more and "uh oh."

#2 - YOGURT!  Specifically Strawberry and Peach.  It has a natural way of going down, but only after squishing it around in my teeth, that makes all right with the world.  I would consume this for dessert DAILY if I could.  We now purchase this by the pint . . . just for me.  Megs gets her own smalls.  Then, almost every week, Megs comes up to me, just a day or so after we have purchased it, and says, "Where did all the yogurt go?" . . . "Uh oh."

#3 - And finally, the BIG-UN!  PEANUT M&M's . . .  My addiction has evolved to the point that I have now given "the heads up" to most family/friends.  It seems to be the combo of crunchy and chocolate that just does me in.  If unsupervised, I could devour an entire jumbo bag without even so much of a cautious thought.  This one is definitely beyond the "uh oh" stage of consciousness.

So there you have it, my weaknesses. . . {Insert your validating comment here.}

A pot, a pan, a broom, a hat

If you know where the title of this song comes from, YOU ARE THE WINNER!

Anywho, here are a couple This 'n That things from this past week.  Some weeks are just like, not cohesive, but good all the same.

Earlier this week I took a little stroll through THE WILKINSON CENTER (aka "the Wilk", BYU's on-campus dating and social connection facility, bookstore, cafeteria, convention hall, lecture hall, huge massive all-in-one building) to attend the "Opportunity Fair" (aka, teaching how and who on campus is going to give free money!!!)  Well, it wasn't that day . . ., BUT I decided to not make my journey a complete waste and took the opportunity to investigate some school club booths that were up that day.

#1 - BYU Vegetarian. 

These Mormon's LOVE cows!  They even gave me a pin and backed up their ideas with scripture . . . I wish I could remember them.  It made me think about how I can contribute to the earth.

Currently, we have THESE in our freezer.  They are BOCA BURGERS!  They are vegetarian burgers that really are not that bad.  I enjoy them every now and then when I am feeling extra granola and earthy. 

BUT, mostly I eat THESE.  Chicken patties with mustard sauce, lettuce, and tater tots on the side.  They just hit the spot.  It may be simple food and void of concern for those poor little chickens, but it is delicious and good for the soul.  Sorry chickens, you lose!

Oh yeah, Megs and I also print on 100% recycled paper and we heavily consider using paper bags at the grocery store each time.  We also reuse yogurt and butter tubs as "tupperware".  (Mostly so we don't have to give ours out to people that forget to bring them back.)

#2 - BYU Sci-Fi Fantasy Club

This was the second booth I investigated.  I know that stereotyping is bad and all, but COME ON!  First, there's a CLUB for these people? I thought they only did that online?  Second, they were HARDCORE about explaining their "product".  Their skin was a little pasty and freckled and they wore glasses, sweats, and black jeans.   I stood around to investigate them a little more (I like watching people . . . in a non-weird way, of course.)  Half of what they said was foreign to me.  They LOVE gaming.  Here's to you, hardcore BYU Sci-Fi Fantasy/Gamers!  You are NOT ashamed.

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Yesterday, Megs and I went to yet another one of her OB appts (after our next visit in two weeks, we start the ONE WEEKERS!)  Our doctor is on 39th South in SLC . . . and so is the SLC ROBINTINO'S!  It has almost become a Dr. visit tradition.  (THIS Robintino's has a SALAD BAR!  Cheryl, ALL the beets your heart desires! . . .and sides of ranch!)  While we were there, we say next to this table of grandmas.   They were really quite nice and each had their own animal/floral sweater on.  We overheard one of them ask (in a quiet, shaky voice) "I just wonder how many years of friendship are sitting at this table?"  What a great thought.  They have probably seen and experienced so much in their lifetimes and still have stuck together.

Specifically, I thought of this little ol' grandma (I like to think her name is Mae).  At one point in her life, she was young, good lookin', probably a thrill seeker, parked, and generally had a great time.  Now she is grandma hot.  You know, sweet, smells like warmth, is cuddly, and misses the Lawrence Welk Show.  It just reminded me that Megs and I really are just at the beginnings of what life has to offer.

There you have it.  With the exception of one ornery night, this has been a pretty good, "A pot, a pan, a broom, a hat" kinda week.

Becoming a REALITY!

So... we officially have the crib set up and in place for Baby Girl Larsen! Every time I walk past her room I stop. I peek my head in and stare at the place that my precious little bundle will rest her little precious little head. We don't have a mattress yet, but we do have a bumper, a baby sized duvet cover, and a little flower pillow sitting in their place ready to complete the look.
It's amazing how quickly the room became something more than "the other room" or "the storage room." I can't wait to complete the room. My goal is to have it finished by the end of January, but I don't know how realistic that really is. Especially since my dream "changing table" is WAY out of the budget! One day... this will be mine!
Remember how Greg and I have stretched the gift cards from our wedding for over a year and a half and still have quite a few left? Well Pottery Barn just so happens to be one of the places that we still have a pretty penny of gift cards to!
This WAS a reality for about 24 hours, until we called our dear friend Matt, who works at Pottery Barn, and he told us that you can't use gift cards and still get the employee discount.
Hopes SHATTERED... Both Greg and I are WAY to logical to think about dipping that far into our savings and splurging on this beautiful piece of furniture. Especially right now.

Explained

Why have I not blogged?  Because I am ornery.  Ornery about school and endless amounts of homework and reading and group projects and papers and presentations and weird co-workers and insurance and trying to stay positive and on top of it all.  And I am also ornery that life really doesn't seem to care.

That is all.  I'll get over it, that's my promise to you.  Now quit reading this and go and make me something good to eat.

The end.