Fish Stories

The fish around the docks are a big hit with people.  Especially the little kids who like to fish.  Too bad for them it is illegal to fish on the docks.  I am constantly telling people they can use their hands, toes, nets whatever they can think of, but they can't use fishing poles and hooks.  Unfortunatley for this little boy he didn't listen to us and he got a fish hook stuck in his hand.

(sorry about the quality of pictures, they were taken on my phone and the light was terrible but I didn't want to ask the poor little boy to move so we could get better pictures)

That's Coley working on the fish hook. And those are my cute pink pliers!

He was fishing with a Rapala fish hook and they have hooks on both ends.  He was so excited to catch a fish that he reached down to pull it out and he got one side of the hook stuck in his hand.  Usually when you hook yourself you push the barbed end of the hook through the skin and cut of the barb and pull out the rest of the hook.  Well this little kid got the hook stuck in the meaty part of his palm and it was pretty deep.  We decided we didn't wan to damage anything so we suggested his dad take him to instant care just down the street. Before we could throw the fish back in the water, he asked if he could get a picture with it. 

Notice the happy smile even though the fish hook is still embedded in his flesh.

The best part of this whole ordeal was when they were getting ready to leave the docks. The dad looked at his son very seriously and then asked:
Dad: Son I have a very big favor to ask you!
Son: What dad?
Dad: So when mom see's this she is going to FREAK out! So I need you to calm her down and tell her it's not as bad as it looks and it doesn't hurt.   Can you do that for me?!
The little boy sighed and put on a brave face and said: " Sure Dad, I can do that for you!"

Lentiginous

Brian sometimes hates going places with me because I tend to embarrass him.  Say like when we went to McDonald's and I ordered a kids meal and the guy at the window asked what kind of child's toy we wanted, (while he tried to peer in our window to see the kid in the back). So I just told him, "a girl toy, it's for me". Brian almost died he was so embarrassed! He said he would never go back there and he hasn't!

Brian thinks all the awkward encounters we have with people are because I look like a lost puppy. But this encounter I was just standing there and did nothing to provoke the man.  It all started with Brian's mom finding an armoire for free, it just needed a little TLC.  Brian and I decided it would be a good project to fix up together.

Our first stop was at Rod Works to find an embellishment for the top of the armoire. I thought it was a really neat store, and Brian wanted to barf.  We found some things we liked but decided to check out Tai Pan Trading before we decided on anything.  I have never seen Brian move so fast through a store before. We were in there for maybe 5 minutes max before Brian had, had enough of "girly" stores and just decided to get the embellishment at the other place.

When we finished with the "girly" stuff, he was excited because we were finally going to a "Man" store, Home Depot. When we walked in he took a deep breathe and said, "Finally! don't you just feel at home here?" with a giddy look on his face.  I just rolled my eyes and followed him around.  When we made it to the paint desk we told the guy what we wanted and he started getting it ready.  He then turned to me and asked me how long I had been lentiginous? I looked at Brian and he gave me a look like "what have you done this time"? I just looked at the man and said sorry I didn't know what that meant. He then asked if I liked being lentiginous and I told him since I didn't know what it meant I didn't know if I was happy about it or not.  He then laughed to himself and said, "it means your freckled faced." I ahhhed and told him I had them as long as I could remember.




Then things got a little interesting..... He recited a nice little poem to me about freckles, and he also did it an Irish accent! When he finished he asked me if I was Irish or Scottish or perhaps even Scandinavian? I told him I didn't know and he was very disappointed. But not for long because soon after he started telling me about his family history, and how his family was on the mayflower and how he gets part of the Declaration of  Independence because one of his ancestors signed it. I was smiling at him, and out of the corner of my eye looked at Brian. He had a look of sheer terror on his face and looked like he wanted to bolt out the door as fast as he could.

When our paint  finally finished the man handed it to us and thanked us for our business. Brian and I took the paint and walked away. As we were walking to the car I told Brian this was not my fault and he couldn't hold my freckles responsible.  He was very traumatized by the whole thing because he realized something.... Not even his precious man store is safe when I'm around.

Sunday Drive

Sunday was such a beautiful day that my mom and I decided to go for a little drive up Monte.  The little girls were here hanging out so they came along too. Since it's flooding around here we decided to check out the reservoirs.

Our first stop was the Woodruff Reservoir

I always thought it would be fun to get a tube and float down the spillway

But the landing would be a little rough.  If you notice the water would shoot you into the air and then straight into the rocks below.

Our next stop was Birch Creek reservoir.

If you want to actually see the reservoir you have to hike up a little hill to get there.  We took a break at about halfway for some pictures.

 

Jumping + Wind = Crazy Hair

 Yeah for us!

On our way home we decided to stop and take some pictures of this old trailer.  If you didn't know any better you would think it was the water that had destroyed it

It was a great day!

School is out!

I have been going to school for almost a year straight!! I finished my last final today and this how I feel about it.

(PS turn up the volume! =D)

Locked Out

So it's been a while! Sorry about that. I just haven't had much time, and I haven't had anything happen that is really blog worthy.  Except for our Disney Cruise, but in order to show the amazingness of our trip, I need time to make it perfect.

Anyway..... Brian and I decided that we were sick of looking at cinder block so we went out and bought some plants. We decided to pot the plants out on our balcony because I would probably make a mess inside. So out on the balcony we went.

Here is my pretty flower before we potted it.

 Here is Brian's weird tree plant

Brian filling his pot with dirt


















Yeah for dirt.... Now lets water them.....

But how can we get water when our door is locked?!?!




















In my excitement to pot my plant, I had closed the door on my way out.  Our doors aren't like normal doors and they lock automatically. Neither one of us had our keys. Who needs keys to pot a plant?

Neither one of us had brought a cell-phone and even if we had who could we call? Our window was locked shut so there was no way we were breaking in that way. Could we climb down??!?!

Sure if you wanted to break your leg (ignore me look at the height from the top balcony to the ground)

How about breaking down the door?

That didn't work either

Next best option..........Talk to the next door neighbor who speaks very little English



He gave me his phone and said "wait"

So I did and he walked all the way over to the main office to tell someone we were locked out.  When the guy came to unlock our door, I heard our neighbor say "balcony" and then our neighbor opened the door for us.  The guy that had the keys gave us a look like "how in the heck did you lock yourselves out of your apartment on your balcony"  then asked us to pay him a dollar for his services.

Best Halftime show ever!!

We sort of like Aggie basketball around here. The game yesterday started at 9:00 p.m.  Brian went over at 2:30 p.m to wait in line. I joined him at 4:30 p.m. It was a long afternoon but well worth it because we got front row seats. And it's a good thing too because Jean's Golden Girls performed at Half time.

If you have no idea who they are, you are totally missing out! Jean's Golden Girls are women ages 50-93 years young. Collectively the women have 480 children, 1170 grandchildren, 250 great-grandchildren and 2 great-great-grandchildren.

Here is there dance from last night.

The only thing that was dissappointing about the dance was Jane Petty was sick.  Who is Jane you might ask?  Well she is a 93 year old lady who has got some moves and can do the splits! Don't believe me..... watch this video from a couple years ago.You can watch the whole thing if you want or just fast forward to the end when she does her thing.

Back To School

  Once upon a time, there was a girl.  This girl was going to school at USU.   It was the first week of classes and the girl decided she needed to go buy her books.  So she skipped and twirled her way to the bookstore. But the bookstore saw her coming and took her for all she was worth.  The girl was sad that she had just been robbed, so she decided to go home and eat a PB and J. But on her way out of the bookstore she saw a man shuffling towards her. His hands were in fists and his eyes were in little slits. As he got closer she heard him muttering, "don't trust them, don't trust them. Can't trust them, DON'T TRUST THEM."  The girl was scared at first, but soon realized the man had just come from either A) the registrars office or B) the advising office. 
Moral of the story is..... Don't trust USU