Saturday, October 4, 2014

Never Too Old

For all the times I got away with things as I kid, I get caught as an adult.

I was at my moms in search of a snack and I pulled out a oatmeal raisin cookie.  I am not a fan of raisins in food so I stood at the sink and pulled out the raisins and dropped them down the drain.  My mom, who was standing at the kitchen table with her back to me, must have heard the "ping" of raisins hitting the rubber in the sink and I heard "Amanda Rose!  I know what you're doing!"


I was just eating over the sink so crumbs wouldn't make a mess...........HA!

Monday, April 16, 2012

Victory by Defeat

For any of you who have not traveled in Salt Lake City, UT before it can be rather confusing to one who is not used to their system of naming roads by numbers. You'll find there's a 900 West, 900 East, 900 South, 900 North and so on with all other numbers.

I went looking for the nearest Salvation Army today located at 3460 South 5600 West only to find that it was closed down and that further dropoffs needed to be taken to 5448 South 900 East. Without glancing at a map or using Google I decided I would try and find the new location on my own. Amazingly enough I finally arrived at the location where the Salvation Army should have been. After driving by once I didn't see it and pulled a quick U-turn to look again. I pulled into the parking lot to look closer at the names of the stores and it's no wonder I didn't see the store name from the road. The sign for the Salvation Army store said "THE---STORE" in big bold letters with an itty-bitty Salvation Army shield in between the words that was no bigger than the size of my face. Could they have found a smaller logo?

Needless to say, I felt victorious in the fact that I had found the store with my navigating skills. However, my victory was short lived when I learned the doors to the store were locked. Apparently they're closed on Mondays.

Just my luck. Victory followed by defeat. I tried not to cry as I walked back to my car.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Where are they?

My husband and I went tubing in the snow covered Utah mountains the other day. The location of this place was near the Interstate so you heard occasional sounds of semi's downshifting using their Jake brake, or very loud motorcycles passing by, etc. At one point while we were waiting in line to be towed up the hill a very loud semi went by that was using his Jake brake. That's when a younger girl behind us, mid to late teens, said, "I keep hearing helicopters but I just don't see any."

Bite back your laugh.......

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Brake Problems....

My sister recently came for a visit and we had the wonderful opportunity to explore the Vicksburg National Military Park in Vicksburg, MS. It was a very windy day and there were tree limbs and sticks of all sizes littering the road we were to travel on throughout the park.

As we were cruising around the park with the windows down I began to hear a high pitched whining sound. I stuck my head out the window and as I listened closer it appeared that the sound was coming from my car. I quickly asked my sister if she heard it as well and she in turn asked me if I had a brake problem. Of course I didn't have a brake problem but that didn't stop me from telling her to look out the window to see if we were pulling something. My sister thrust her head out the window, looking from the back wheels to the front wheels and said she didn't see anything. At that exact moment we heard the shrill whining noise increase, followed by a loud bump-bump, SNAP, thump-thump noise.........and all was quiet on the road.

We flung our heads out the window and there lying in the road behind us was a tree branch that somehow got snagged underneath my car as we were driving along at 25mph. We couldn't stop laughing, especially when we wondered what the people driving behind us must have been thinking.

How did I not see that branch in the road?

Clearly Defined

It is apparently clear to me that my husband and I had a different opinion on what high milage oil meant.

To me, high milage oil means I can go 5,000-6,000 miles before needing another oil change.

To my husband, high milage oil means oil for a vehicle with high milage on it.

When I asked my husband to pick up 6 quarts of oil for me for high milage, he did just that. It clearly wasn't the oil I needed for my vehicle. When he got home and explained what he bought, at my request, I tried to defend my way of thinking to him as to what high milage oil meant in my terms but I got nowhere.

I know, I do it to myself. :)

Monday, February 20, 2012

Lavender Love

My very dear friend gave me a bar of soap for Christmas, and no, she wasn't trying to drop a hint. I love soaps and lotions and such. Anywho, I decided it was time to unwrap it and use it. The bar of soap is a light purple color and has a lavender fragrance to it.

A few nights ago I noticed the bar of soap was positioned differently than the last time I used it. I quizzically looked at my husband and asked, "Did you use my bar of soap?" I was by no means upset, just curious.

My husband looked at me and replied, "Yes. That is the biggest bar of soap I've ever seen in my life!"

I asked him if he realized the fragrance was lavender but that didn't seem to phase him. Does the size of the soap outweigh the smell? LOL!

I wonder what would happen if I placed a bar of soap scented with rose petals in the shower next......

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

2nd Gear

Here are the facts:

-My husbands truck is a manual
-My car is an automatic
-The front of my parked car faces a dog pen

My husband pulled up behind my car blocking me in this morning. I casually teased him saying that someone had parked their big red truck behind my car and that I was going to have to call the police. He then asked me if I had anywhere to go this morning.

I said, "No, I don't, but if I do I'll just throw my car into 2nd gear and push that big truck out of my way."

He then shot back with, "You'd be in the fence."

Why must he be so quick with the wit?!