Diary edition #1

World Domination

Kelek was slirping up the end of one of Cynthia's homemade chocolate shakes, Elliott was chuckling oddly over this and so kelek asks: "why is he doing that?" 

Max then responded:  "I think he wants to rule the world." 

I just thought you should all be aware of my sons plan for world domination! Not the first two year old to do so I imagine. I will be sure to teach him everything he needs to know, I'll try to instill the importance of free massages and face painting so everyone will be happy! (I am open to bribes if there is anything "specific" you want him to learn... jk)

Man, what I wouldn't do for a free house right about now...

THREE MONTHS LATER...

Now are we really all that surprised? This is pretty typical of me and I think we all knew that going into this whole "blog" thing. Well, no sense in dwelling on things we cant change (which if you know me at all you know I ALWAYS dwell on the things I can't change, so lets just pretend I'm the kind of person who is quick to move on...) 

Re-cap on life: 

Jesse called me one Friday morning to tell me that he was on his way home from work because during his morning meeting he had received news that Idearc (the company he works for) had dissolved the Utah chapter completely (speaking of "The Company" Mark if you ever happen to read this, How upset are you about the end of Prison Break?! I don't know if I have ever wanted to throw our couch at the TV screen quite so badly! Worst ending ever!!! Jesse and I were very disappointed. Just wondering if you saw it...) So anyway that came as a bit of a shock (the lay off not prison break, though that was shocking) I don't really know why I was surprised... his job depends entirely on the economy and it never crossed my mind that it might be at risk, that was admittedly pretty stupid on my part. 

After I finished wiping the egg off my face we sat down and decided there weren't a lot of job opportunities left for us in the ravaged and desolate economy of Utah (perhaps a little dramatic, but that's the way it felt at the time) so after much praying and dare I say little deliberation (and since he got offered a job there... or rather here) we decided: California. California was the place to be. The sunshine state. The land where dreams come true, and money pours down like rain as though it were manna from heaven... or something like that (did I mention we're actually making less than we were in Utah thanks to the cost of living) Once the decision was made for certain we packed our bags and took off for Texas! what? doesn't everybody go on a vacation to Texas when they've just found out they lost their job and are going to be moving their entire lives 900 miles with no real guarantee of success? That's what I thought now stop judging me and keep reading because in my defense my sister and her family lived there at the time and they were going to be moving to Germany! Germany people!!! you would do the same thing and don't say you wouldn't because you would be lying! You know it, I know it and the great state of Texas knows it too and if there's one thing you don't mess with its Texas! 

So anyway that's what we did, for almost two weeks (though you can't count three of those days because it was all driving) they were good days! we had grand leisurely hours of watching TV, a visit to The Alamo, taking grand kid photos (with 6 kids under 7... that's insanity) visiting the Air force base and stealing awesome deals that only the military are supposed to get, visiting the gym once or twice (is it just me or does the military produce an abnormally high amount of well toned young men? probably so they fit nicely into those uniforms... yeah I'm pretty sure that's why...) and Antiquing... which I LOVE its a good thing we happened to get our tax return right then so I could spend it all on shopping and not save any for a moving cushion... who needs one of those any way? (I'll tell you what I did need were adorable handmade aprons, wooden rocking horses and steak branders... you know, the kind of stuff you can't live without!) Oh and I forgot to mention our Valentines Day dinner... 100 dollars later I'm enjoying some really yummy crab... IT WAS REALLY GOOD!!! what do you want from me?!?!?! starvation?!? if we hadn't eaten there I'm pretty sure I would have STARVED!!! Thankfully we weren't spending our money we were spending the governments money that they stole from us earlier in the year it was just our way of sticking it to the man... we needed to prove a point! it was our money and we could spend it any way we wanted! FREE COUNTRY (or so I hear) anyway after our patriotic dinner we decided we had done enough damage and headed to California to scout shelter. 

After a quick detour for Caity's wedding, we found a small humble apt. off Indian hill and San Jose in Claremont. I say small and humble because it is small and humble. I don't mind the size so much as the occasional helicopter spotlight in my backyard or the constant cleaning of my washer and dryer that are so exquisitely housed outside. I could mention how difficult its been going from apt. to house and then back to an apartment but I feel that would be a waste of time as I imagine you all understand why this would be so frustrating. The pro's of course (I know you were starting to think there weren't any) are that Jesse is now close enough that he can come home for lunch and of course there's the beach... I guess, but I'm finding that an inadequate trade off for my outside appliances. Disneyland I suppose would be worth any outdoor placed appliance (that should be housed indoors, it is really annoying) but we have yet to find the expendable income for passes (someday happiest place on earth, someday!) Oh what a roller coaster! I'm starting to think you can never get off the ride!!! 

So anyway here we are three months later wondering who would win in a battle to the death: 

                                       

               Huntsman vs. Schwarzenegger 

In reality we're just looking for an answer to: "why did we feel good about this again?"  

I guess that's what happens when you fly by the seat of your pants... sometimes you end up losing your pants completely and find yourself in point of fact pants-less and exposed for the world to snicker at, all 3 foot (something) of your substructure! And how absurd you look when you try to act like you did it on purpose. 

More updates to follow!