Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Thanks for the Revelation

Take this test!
You're a girl on the go who thrives on the energy that comes with having lots going on at once. But when you're cruising through the week at warp speed, it can be hard to keep track of all the little things like appointments, house keys, or time.

Picture this: A life where you never misplace your cell phone, never miss paying a bill, and are never late for your engagements. Sounds good, huh? Well, if you just add a little organization to your busy life, you can be in this picture! We're not saying you need to file your collection of CDs alphabetically or anything, but making a few to-do lists — or designating a specific spot for your keys and wallet — might free up enough time to add another activity to your schedule. So take a deep breath and step to it!

Boy am I glad that I took this fun little quiz. Because I didn't know that I am an unorganized mess! That just came as a complete shock. I am not sure what I expected. But it would have been nice if a maid, a chef, and a personal assistant popped out of the computer screen. I know that after I shouted out a few commands my life would be considerably simplified.

Friday, February 22, 2008

"How can instantly improved vision not be at the top of your to-do list?"

Brian Regan

Once again I am divulging embarrassing information about myself so that you or your loved ones will not suffer making the same mistake. The information is embarrassing because I am an idiot and that fact will not be easily hidden when you hear what I've done. And please don't assume that because I am passing along what I have learned that I assume you do dumb things too. But maybe you know someone who tends to idiocy as I do and you can pass this along to him or her.

I wear contacts. You know, the disposable kind that you are supposed to change every two weeks--or whatever (I actually don't even know what they recommend because I don't pay any attention--are you sensing where this is going?). So I have been having some trouble with my eyes lately. Just the general "can't see very well, eyes are irritated and red all the time" kind of thing. Normally at this point in my life as a contact wearer I would switch out my contacts for new ones. However, my prescription has expired and I don't have any left in my house. Let me assure you that I know that the proper response to this is, "I need to make an eye appointment so that I can get some new contacts." My actual response was, "I'll just make these work. They are okay. Really."

Not really. I finally went to the eye doctor yesterday because my right eye was knife-stabbingly painful whenever it was exposed to light (basically every time I opened it). So I spent last Monday in mild discomfort, Monday night and Tuesday wanting to poke my own eye out of my head, and finally--once the pain began to subside--called to make an appointment on Wednesday. (I have to say that part of the foot-dragging on my part was due to my fear that the eye trouble was diabetes related. Thankfully, that isn't the case.) So it was Thursday when I went to receive an exam (or three) and a mild tongue-lashing from my eye doctor. She was actually very nice (it was a first-time visit to her by me) and explained that my situation is very serious and that neither eye is "very happy." My right eye has a Corneal Ulcer and my left eye is severely irritated. What could cause this you ask? EXTENDED CONTACT USE. Yes. This is my fault. It was avoidable and unnecessary. The solution: 1) No Contacts!!!! 2) Aggressive anti-biotic drops in my right eye. 3) Get new glasses today. Right now. Do not delay (did I mention the part where my glasses broke about 6 months ago and I haven't replaced them yet--resulting in the fact that I wore the aforementioned contacts even more than I would have had I owned a pair of glasses). 4) Pray that the scarring isn't too serious and that this is the end of my eye troubles. (Okay, that last one is my own personal prescription.)

So let this be a lesson to those of you out there who may take the sense of sight for granted. You are playing with fire by not changing those contacts. As my doctor said, "You are at a risk for infection and other problems by wearing contacts at all. But your risk goes up exponentially when you don't change them as often as you should." I am now sporting new glasses that Eric says are "dramatic." (And for which I will have to get a new accurate prescription for once my eyes clear up!) I don't know when or if I will wear contacts again. I spent the last few days feeling temporarily blinded and it wasn't much fun. Don't be an idiot! Take the time to see clearly. Now--on to the next problem I've been ignoring. How to choose?

These are they! What do you think?

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Can You Ever Have Enough Lotion?

Eric's answer to the above question is a resounding, "YES!!!" (As Eric helped Sage clean out her room today he found enough lotion, soap, perfume, etc. to open our own shop.) Despite this fact I have to tell you about a new favorite of mine. Bath and Body Works has made a few additions to their aromatherapy line. I have always liked the Eucalyptus Spearmint bodywash because you feel very refreshed and awake after using it. But the lotion of the same scent is just so-so and not something I really want to wear on a daily basis.

But new to the line is Tranquil Mint and it is divine! The smell is so soothing. I love it so much I bought:

Here we have the Pillow Mist, Foot Lotion, and the Scentport

And I still want:
And here is the Home Fragrance Oil, Body Lotion, Hand Lotion, and Body Wash
They say this stuff is for stress relief and I believe it. Just a whiff puts a peaceful smile on my face.

Thursday, February 14, 2008

Happy Valentine's Day

Your Candy Heart Says "Cutie Pie"

You always seem to have a hot date, even though you never try to meet anyone.

A total charmer, you have a natural appeal that keeps you in high demand.

Your ideal Valentine's Day date: multiple dates with multiple people

Your flirting style: 100% natural

What turns you off: serious relationship talks

Why you're hot: you're totally addicting

Well, this actually cracks me up quite a bit. Especially after being married for almost 17 years. The sad thing is that I can't even really remember if any of these things would have remotely applied to me back when I may have had a "flirting style" or the possibility of "multiple dates with multiple people." But I'm sure that Eric would agree that I'm still "totally addicting." Right, Eric? (Please just say yes. It is Valentine's Day for crying out loud.)

I'm a Hungry Girl

Okay. So my mom just hooked me up with a very cool website called Hungry Girl. (You've got to know that just the title sucked me in because I tend to be a hungry girl myself.) I have barely scratched the surface of all the information that is packed into this site, but you should definitely check it out. Click here if you just want to see what all the fuss is about. But Lisa, Hungry Girl's creator, starts out saying, "I'm not a nutritionist. I'm just hungry." I would say that the gist is that she gives out information about healthy but yummy eating.

But I have to tell you that one of the first tidbits of information I came across actually has to do with one of my favorite places to eat: Red Robin. For better or for worse Red Robin has added an option to their website where you can customize an order and find out what kind of nutritional value (or lack thereof) your meal has. I may have to starve myself for a couple of days and go back for a final Bleu Ribbon Burger or Chicken Ceasar Wrap. On the plus side, kudos to Red Robin for this daring move and for giving you the option to change or subsitute ingredients in an effort to make your meal more healthy (or less healthy, I suppose--you can order up some extra stake fries or dump some cheese or sauce on them--and watch those calories sky-rocket alarmingly!).

I don't pretend to be the healthiest eater on the block, but I am definitely looking forward to hearing about Hungry Girl's suggestions for eating better and not starving!

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

My Bag's Been Tagged

Well. I guess I have been "bagged tagged." (Thanks Britain!)

The Rules...

1. take a picture of your bag
2. show a picture of ALL the contents in your bag

3. "Bag Tag" five people

There are times when this may have been kind of interesting even bordering on disgusting. But since Christmas (and thanks to MRK) I've mostly been carrying my small Coach bag which doesn't allow for too much crap. And I'm happy to say it is cleaner and about two pounds lighter after cleaning it out today. But it is very boring. Not even a piece of gum or a life saver or some sort of feminine product.

My super-duper brother-in-law had my name for Christmas this past year and he picked out this totally rad purse for me all by himself. Thanks MRK. I love it!

What you are seeing here is as follows: a bunch of receipts (the one on top is from Costco and is sporting a cute smiley face drawn by the person checking receipts at the door for Haven); six bucks, a ton of change; peppermint lip gloss from Bath & Body Works--yum!; a Regal Cinemas gift card (thanks, Ryan!); a tiny pile of trash (I was actually shocked about how tiny that pile was; my key to the Volvo (Eric's car); wallet #1 (holds some cash and cards--very handy if I need to just grab it and put it in my pocket); business cards for a friend who just started selling Gold Canyon Candles; my cell phone; wallet #2 (holds a few other cards and important receipts I need to keep--wallet #3 does not fit in the purse but it holds mostly membership cards, library cards, and a few coupons--stuff I don't need every day but that I don't have with me when I do need it). And that's it!

At least my purse is clean now. I threw out all but four ultra-important receipts, put the key back in the key box (you're welcome, Eric), added my change to the Elison family change jar and put the cash into the wallet where it belongs. I feel a little lighter and more free and like I should go shopping or something. Now I tag: Natalie, mom, Sarah, Steph and Sage (Sage: just choose one of your 59 purses--and you have to clean it out afterwards! (Natalie: I'm leaving Seana, Eliza, and Jessica for you to tag! And mom, you can tag Melanie and Amy. So, no excuses you two!)

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

I'm Late, I'm Late, For a Very Important Date, or Appointment, or Lesson, or...

Do you ever have that feeling that you are behind? That there is somewhere you should already be and you are not there yet. That there is someone waiting for you? I feel like that almost all the time. I've heard it said that people who are always late value their time more than other people's time. I swear I don't feel that way! I often have a stomach ache worrying about the person or people I am currently inconveniencing. I think my propensity to lateness is a genuine disorder--complete with the inability to be on time and the extreme guilt that comes from always being late.

When I am late:

- Church: It doesn't matter what time is starts. 9:00a.m. or 1:00p.m. I am always late. Eric doesn't even wait for me anymore. I think he may be known as that poor man who shows up for Sacrament Meeting with some or all of his children but no wife. She eventually skulks in somewhere between five minutes to a half-hour after the meeting has begun. I have a friend in my ward with seven children under the age of 13 and they arrive at church EARLY every single week. What is my problem?

- Lessons: (Not all of them! See below.) I am typically late for Haven's dance class every week. It begins at 11:00 so I don't see where the problem is. Sage's violin lesson is another one. I have been as late as 25 minutes for a 30 minute lesson (on that particular day her teacher taught her the full 30 minutes because the lesson after Sage's was cancelled).

- Birthday cards, presents, phone calls: For those of you who are tracking the success of the one New Year's Resolution that I divulged (sending out birthday cards for the entire year), I am still sort of on track. However, all but two of them have been late (you February birthdays: they are on the counter awaiting signitures and stamps!). I have a birthday present in my closet--wrapped and everything--for a friend whose birthday was last May. I'm considering giving it to her as this year's gift. I am also known for making birthday phone calls late at night or even the next day or never. Bad, bad, bad.

- Dr. or Dentist Appointments: I really try not to be. And I am sometimes successful. I think the reason here is that, at the last minute, I am looking for an immunization card, an insurance card, or my checkbook. There is always something.

- Dinner: I aim for sixish. Really I do. But we often eat closer to seven or seven-thirty. We've been know to eat as late as eight or nine. As much as I like to cook (as long as I have a dinner idea and the ingredients) I am not good at accurately determining how long it will take.

- Library Books: This is one of the most embarassing for me. And probably why I opt to buy books rather than check them out (I think the fines I have paid will finance a new wing at our library). I really hate that I do this! They are mostly children's books but still! What if there is a kid out there who really wanted to read Owen sometime in the past three months. (The cost of that book is $3.99 and today I paid a $6.00 fine for it.) What is wrong with me?

- Parties, Showers or other fun stuff: I don't know why. (This also includes parties I am giving--I'm rarely ready at the appointed time.) This is one reason I am a BIG fan of the "Open House." That way I can't be late. And I can leave early if need be.

When I Manage to Arrive on Time:

- Taking Kids to School: I am rarely--if ever--late doing this. My kids should not suffer because I have a handicap. (The doesn't, however apply to picking them up after school.) Now, in Haven's case, her pre-school has a really cool flexible drop off schedule. I can drop her off anytime between 12 and 12:30. I just have to pick her up at the corresponding time three hours later. (Which is also not a problem. This may stem from my previous experience as a pre-school teacher. Those teachers are ready to get out of there at the end of the day. Don't make them wait!)

- Paying Bills: Only occasionally is this a problem although I do admit to considering whatever grace period there is as "on time." (You know, some bills are still on time even after 10 days. If I pay it within those 10 days I consider that on time.)

- Lessons: This may seem confusing because it is also on my "late" list. But Savannah is always on time for cello (see explanation below) and my girls are on time for piano (this may be because I drop them off immediately after picking them up from school. The only time they may have been late is if I pick them up late after school.). And for some reason I have been able to get Haven to tumbling on time. It starts at 10:30. (I think that the difference between tumbling and dance is that tumbling is 1/2 hour and dance is 1 hour. Does that even make sense?) Although I do manage to drop Sage off for her dance class on time.

- Returning DVDs: Okay. I'm cheating on this one. I subscribe to Netflix so there are never any late fees. You return it when you are good and ready. Still. I would like to take credit for never having to replace a Netflix DVD. I always return them. Eventually. (I had a very hateful relationship with Blockbuster because if they charged me a late fee when I didn't deserve it--which they did more than once--it was hard to argue with them when I already had a legitimate pattern of lateness with them.)

I know that I have not included every circumstance in which I am late. There are, unfortunately, many random opportunities for me to expand the horizon of my lateness. But I have embarassed myself enough.

I would like to offer some sort of explanation, however paltry. I think that one thing it boils down to is that my mind thinks in increments of 15 minutes. I think that everything should take about that long. Whether is is getting ready for the day or driving somewhere. I consistently suffer under the delusion that it will only take me 15 minutes to get ready in the morning (or afternoon, as the case may be). This includes a shower. My hair air dries and I only wear mascara and maybe lip gloss (both of which I put on in the car--not while driving! I put them on in the parking lot before I go in somewhere. Which is why sometimes, if I only taxi people around and don't actually get out, I never put on make-up at all!). So why should it take any longer? It does and I should have clued into that by now. But my brain refuses to accept it. This is also the reason that I can make it to cello on time but not violin. Savannah's cello teacher lives almost exactly 15 minutes from our house. Sage's violin teacher is about 10 minutes further but I give myself 15 minutes no matter which place I'm going.

So. What to do? Is there some sort of medication I can take. Even a vitamin or something? Do I need therapy? Am I just a poor loser for whom there is no hope? I don't know the answer to these questions. I would love to be that person you can always count on to be there on time. (I have a friend from high school by whom you can set a clock!) I am trying. And perhaps some day I will have mastered time management. I just hope it's not too late.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Favorite Things

Every once in a while I like to post about a few things that I like. I like lots of stuff.

A few years ago my friend Kim (one of my few science fiction and fantasy cronies) told me about a television series called Firefly. It had already been cancelled at that point and it surprised me that I didn't even remember ever hearing about it. And it is really right up my alley. So I borrowed her DVD set and I've never been the same. Okay, so it's not as life-altering as all that, but it is really enjoyable. As in, "I need to watch that again," enjoyable. Which is why I have since purchased my own copy and one for my dad. (Thanks for finally taking my advice and watching it, dad. I knew you'd like it.)

Firefly is a futuristic western. Space is now the new frontier. It has the most wonderful characters and it is hilarious as well as dramatic and suspenseful. Not really for the kiddos, though.

A couple of years ago they also came out with a Firefly movie called Serenity. Also excellent. But watch the series first, if you can. (And ladies, watch out that you don't fall too hard for Nathan Fillion as Mal, the captain of the space ship Serenity. Whoo!)

Let me also mention, since I haven't the last couple of weeks, that I think that this new season of Masterpiece Theatre is just excellent. Mansfield Park was very well done and I loved Miss Austen Regrets. Very enjoyable and I now love to picture Jane Austen as Olivia William's portrayal. Nicely done.

And for those of you who aren't well on your way to wearing out your A&E Pride & Prejudice dvds, it starts tonight and goes through February 24. I might watch it anyway. Will there be anything better on? I doubt it.

One of my favorite books of all time is Atlas Shrugged. This is such a great book. I am not saying that I agree with all its philosophies, but it is amazingly written and says a lot about human nature and what drives us. I once bought a really cool old copy at a used book store and the owner of the store told me that he requires all of his empoyees to read it. And just a little side note about the author, Ayn Rand: she was an athiest and said that the reason she couldn't believe in God is because she could not believe in something she could never become. Interesting.

Okay. Just one more favorite that has to do with FOOD. I think Sees candy makes some great stuff (next to you, grandma! I'm serious about that. If my grandma started charging me for the candy she makes at Christmas, I would pay. Seriously.). My very favorite at Sees is California Crunch. Treat yourself sometime. You deserve it.

California Crunch are the nut-covered candies in the middle.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Don't Let Easter Sneak Up on You! (It's in March this year)

Easter is in March this year so don't put off picking up those Easter dresses. Yes, I have learned that lesson the hard way. Wait too long and you're stuck with a choice between the few dresses everyone hated. Haven is a big-time dress girl so this is an important decision in our house. Savannah is boring and will wear a new shirt with one of her basic skirts and, if I am lucky, a new pair of church shoes. Sage is very difficult because she is growing progressively picky. I remember last year's hunt for a dress with Sage was particularly painful. She finally found the perfect dress but it was sleeveless. So we began the hunt (the day before Easter) for some sort of sweater or jacket to maintain her modesty. Not fun! Being desparate I paid twice as much as I wanted (expensive dress + expensive sweater) because she couldn't do without that dress. I don't know when she wore it last. It is buried somewhere in her room. It's probably gone forever. But I can tell you that the perfect little sweater turns up in her laundry basket every time I wash. And not because she wears it! She just doesn't know where to put it when it shows up in her room clean and folded so she puts it back in the hamper. Please tell me I'm not the only mom to whom this happens.

So Haven remains the fun one. And I have spent some time looking online the last few days and have come up with a few samples. Let me know what you think.

This is kind of fun. I love the bright color.

Not your standard Easter dress.

I like the subtlety of the flowers on the skirt and the fact that it comes with a little sweater.

Too bubble-gummy?

I love this one.

Another great color.

Very billowy. Haven would love this one.

Haven would eat these up with a big old spoon but I think they are a bit too much.

Nice color.

Very feminine.

I love the sleeves on these. Not so sure about the gigantic flowers.

Beautiful color. I like the bow, too.

I'm finding that I am very attracted to polka dots lately. You can find that evidence by one of my more recent purchases from Rare Editions as modeled by Haven:

Okay. I very obviously need to narrow the field. And truth be told I already bought one cute pink dress at Costco the other day--but I don't think I like it well enough to be The Official Easter Dress. (Mainly I fell prey to Haven's pleas of "Oh mom can't I please have that beautiful pink dress? Please please please?")

I don't want you to think that I didn't have my son in mind as I shopped. But if you don't already know this (I am fairly new to this boy stuff), there is some scary stuff out there for your sons. Especially in the Easter department. Why would Easter be the exception for dressing your son like cotton candy? I just want to add one picture that, if you purchase this for your son will guarantee him ending up in therapy some day. And may even get him beat up by the other one-year olds.

* If not already indicated the above dresses can be found at:,,,, and