If In Asia, Deepthroat A Yak, It May Save Your Life.

Or you could just wind up puking everywhere. I don't even remember how that conversation came about...

It was so freaking hot Thursday through Saturday I couldn't bring myself to use the laptop, it could have generated heat and my AC was working overtime. And Sunday I was still exhausted from Saturday.

I just posted a bunch of pics on myspace from this weekend. It was fun. We went down to Corvallis on Saturday and picked up my brother and then went over to LC. I took him to buy some shirts, and get his hair cut and then we went out to our dad's house. Saturday was also Jenn's 27th Birthday. It was so much cooler over there than compared to here. Jordan got home shortly after we got there, and I was surprised to see his hair was shorter than last time I saw him (in July), see the picture below I took while I was there on the Fourth of July weekend.

And then there's the pic from this weekend...

Apparently while at Grandma Sharon's, Jordan decided he wanted to give himself a haircut. He was too hot. And then after said haircut he refused to let anyone come near him with the clipper and just shave his head. He let Grandma Sharon trim it up a little, but (as you can see) it is still an ungodly mess.

Around sevenish we decided it was time to mosey on back to the valley, where we were sure it was still about as hot as the first level of hell. On the way to taking Joshua home, we had to stop in Monmouth and switch because my head was killing me and I couldn't drive the whole way to Corvallis. After safely depositing my brother at his apartment, we made our way home. It was only about eighty degrees at 10pm when we got home. I took a shower (I felt uber greasy from the sunblock I had put on earlier, ewww...) and then we stayed up a couple more hours so it could cool off more.

And I guess I should make mention of my mother (for those of you who read irregularly my mother is the queen of making me feel like a prat [another word I like that the Brits have] and complete and total shit), she called me about a dozen times on Friday, sometimes she left messages like, "Okay, well maybe you will answer in a few minutes...*click*" Other times it was like, "...............*click*" I knew that if I were to answer the phone all I would get is the most miserable, guilt trip ever for being so mean and rude for not being able to pick her up and bring her with us to the coast. Anyone who knows the are will understand this next part (those of you not familiar with this region of Oregon you can look at a map) my mom is currently residing in Sheridan, I took I-5 to Corvallis, and then, knowing that the Casino was prolly having an event and getting into LC from the north is always a bitch this time of year, we went over on Highway 20 to Newport, and then went up to LC. As you can see picking my mother up would have been extremely out of the way. Then after we get done in LC we head out to my dad's at this point in time I find that my cell battery is on the verge of death. Later Jenn and I had to make a quick drive down the road, I checked my cell, and (shock of shocks) my mother had called and left a voicemail! So I listen to the message that went a little something like this, "So since you have my son, are you gonna at least let me talk to him today?!" Thanks mom for making me feel so mother effing awesome! Before we left I made sure my brother called mom at grandma's house so they could talk, and lo and fucking behold, no one answered the freakin phone!!! More than likely now, my mom won't talk to me until she really starts getting cabin fever at her mom's. That's really the only time she seems to decide to call me, when she wants something from me. Not that I'd expect her to ever find the means to see this but: Thanks mom for making me feel like a pile of shit everytime I don't bend to your every want and desire! I do love the woman, but... UGH!!!

Now that that's out of my system.... This is a text message conversation between me and Collin from today:

Me: our power bill for the month was only 63.42!!! AWESOME!!! ... u know it's really hard to fire people when they keep calling in sick...
four hours later
i love you and miss you like madness
Him: love n miss you too . . . chris is out sick today . . . WEEEEEEEEEE!!
u get my earlier txt?
just read it that is awesome
I read that and started thinking, "What the hell is so awesome about employees not coming to work...???!?!?!"
and yea firing ppl sucks ball sack
Okay, now that was the response I was looking for....

I am sure the hilarity of the bathroom door story is still fresh in all your minds, well.... There's another chapter in the tale now.

Last night, (Sunday) I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth. After turning on the water I realized I needed something from the bedroom (I don't even remember what), so I turn towards the door. I grab the knob and twist, but the effing door won't effing open AGAIN! The twist this time? I AM IN THE BATHROOM! After a few futile attempts at "unlocking" the door, I admit defeat and start knocking on the door to get my husband's attention (at least he was home this time!!) and he comes to my rescue. He took out the hinge pins, and was able to jimmy the door open. This time when the door released, the tongue latch thingy the goes into the door frame (yes that's right ladies and gentlemen, she used to work in a hardware store) just popped right out of the door (we didn't take the door knob off this time though). Needless to say, but we are going to be putting in a new bathroom doorknob on Thursday.

I cannot wait for Wednesday to be here, Collin and I get a four day weekend, then go back to work for five days, and then get a three day weekend (thank you Labor Day!). It will be so nice to just get to relax for a few days. Knowing us, I know that we will prolly do all of our normal weekend chores on Thursday, like groceries and laundry, so we can really enjoy our long weekend. Crazy to think Thursday marks three blissful (if at times stressful) years of marriage. It really doesn't feel like that long, but at the same time it feels like we've been with one another forever.

Well this blog became A LOT longer than I expected, so I will leave you now with a picture of me and my sibs, Joshua and Jennifer.

Okay... I will try adding the pics again later as it does not want to let me, so I guess if you really want to see them you will have to go on Myspace.