I’m an aunt for the 12th time!!! (That is now that I can count WE’s 6 nieces)
A4 had her girl – Hailey Ruth – this Thursday! Isn’t she beautiful!!! Now J-Dawg has a little sister to look after. But I feel sorry for the poor little lady since she has only big, mean boy cousins that will surely torture her at all family gatherings. =)
But hey, I say bring on the bows and barbies!! It’s about time!!!
Waaahhhooooo! WE and I FINALLY finished updating my mom’s website for The Silver Hanger! We were tasked with this effort almost a year ago and now after months and months of well, you know…putting it off…we are unveiling the new look of http://www.thesilverhanger.com
Go check it out! There is still some content that needs to be added but the design is complete.
I gotta hand it to my mom. She’s had this vision of what “her store” would become and surely and steadily she’s turning it into a reality. But the website is nothing compared to the store. Go see inside and try on dresses and you’ll know exactly what I mean!
(ps. I’m not biased or anything either)
There are a million reasons why I love being married to WE. Today I thought I’d share just one…
So I stayed home from work today to study for the CIA exam. I am taking part 1 tomorrow morning and JCP allows you a paid day off per part to study. So after as much as I could handle (believe me, there’s only so much you can take when it comes to Internal Auditing Standards and blah blah blah…) I finally got around to taking a shower around noon. (ew, sick- I know!) But as I went to open the shower door, this loud music suddenly came out of nowhere! My leg just started twitching and my arms shot compulsively up in the air one right after another.
Hold on, I recognize that song…
It’s the kind of song that has a beat you can’t resist and vocalists almost as good as the Chipmunks. For those at WE’s birthday bash, it was strangely similar to that tune that played in one of his birthday cards when you open it up.
Wait a minute, it IS that song!
Weeeeeaaaaahhhhh! Here we go now! Da, da, dAT, da, dat, da, Dat, DAH…
WE and I have decided to be super adventurous when it comes to eating out in Dallas. Everyone knows that Dallas is known for two things: 1) eating and 2) shopping.
So, we are now on a quest to try and rate as many new restaurants as we can. First on the list was a little middle-eastern cafe called Sheik’s in downtown Plano. Apparently the owner, Mohamad, is Lebanese and moved here from Detroit. We met him, his wife, and his son the night we went for dinner. In many ways, it reminded me of the family-owned Italian place we used to go for lunch in SLC. Well, except for this family at Sheik’s was friendly and attentive…so maybe actually I take that back =)
Sheik’s has shish kebabs, grape leaves, hummus, falafels. I tried the falafel (which was up to par but not spectacular). But by far, my favorite thing was the Tarator. It was super authentic. Tarator is yogurt based soup with cucumber, garlic, and parsley. Yumm…..I fell in love with it when I was a missionary and that by far was the closest that I’ve come to it since. WE’s dish was good too. But all was a bit pricey.
Overall, I give Sheik’s a solid 6 out of 10 (and admittedly mostly for sentimental reasons) but also for the service and quality of food.
The other day WE and I were babysitting and one of the little boys (after he had gotten into trouble with his older sister for talking back) said, “Sometimes I act saucy. But I never sauce my mom.”
It was super cute. He’s only 3 or 4 years old and as I later found out, that Mom has what she calls her Sassy Sauce. She uses white vinegar or Tabasco sauce as punishment when her kids start talking back to her. It’s harmless and yet quite brilliant if you ask me.
I’ve always hoped that when I am a parent, I will be creative enough to keep most parental punishment as real to the actual consequences of a poor decision as possible. Even though I doubt that when kids are older, they will somehow magically get a nasty taste of vinegar or lemon juice in their mouths every time they speak without thinking, I bet that those kids will have developed a real sense for watching their tongue as well as the real feeling of regret when they don’t.
Words are very powerful and can do much good or much harm – depending on how they are used. What a great lesson to be learned in a very poignant way at a very early age.
So that got me thinking…what if my kids are sarcastic or mean? What if they ditch school? What if they pee on the street? Or hit their little brother?… Then what will I do?!?
Man, suddenly I don’t feel ready to be a parent at all.
…so maybe I’ll just stick to using the Sassy Sauce on WE =)
