Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Our Christmas List
Dear Santa,
We weren't sure if our Christmas list arrived at the North Pole (we don't really trust the postal service). We thought that this might be an appropriate forum to share our Christmas list with you. We are so grateful for the advances in technology that make this possible.
Steve:
Steve has been a very good boy this year. All he really wants for Christmas is some time off to spend doing this:
Jamie:
Jamie's list could be very long, but she will try not to be greedy. Mostly Jamie wants more time to be spent with this guy:
But if you can't do that, she would like a maid or a year's worth of cleaning service. Thank you very much.
Allison:
Allison has really loved watching Frosty the Snowman over and over and over this year. So what she wants for Christmas is for a magic hat for this gentleman:
She also needs a new hat so she will stop wearing inappropriate things on her head like this:
Or some new clothes so that she doesn't have to wear this all the time:
Lindsay:
Lindsay really would like a new pacifier, we think:
But we had a hard time understanding what she was trying to ask for, so maybe you can figure it out:
Sincerely,
The Gammons
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Recent discoveries
First of all, thank you for all the feedback about the dress. I'm pretty paranoid about this work thingy. I don't enjoy going to parties where I don't know anyone, and I'm especially nervous about going to a party with a bunch of snooty doctors and their wives where I don't know anyone. I'm also not much for getting "fancied" up--it stresses me out. I am going to try and not worry about it though and have a fun date with my husband.
For those of you who asked,I found the dress at Macy's. They had several modest dresses and they were having a holiday dress sale where most of the dresses were 50% off. I got a pretty sweet deal.
Anyway. Around here we've been making some interesting discoveries. I thought I would share a few with you.
I recently discovered that I am a "high-maintenance" person. Who knew? Steve informed me that I've only been really high maintenance for a little over a year-- about the same time he started residency. At least I have something to blame my emotional neediness on. Hmmm. . .maybe.
Steve discovered that going to the dentist is expensive and painful. He went to get two cavities filled and ended up with a root canal. And a bill for 1200 dollars. Ouch.
We both re-discovered why we pay tithing. Within minutes of discussing his distressing procedure and bill with me, Steve opened up some mail to find (cue Hallelujah chorus) a check for almost the same amount of money. Hooray! The funny thing is that the same thing happened last month when we had to fix the car. I think Heavenly Father must know that we needed a little boost in the faith department or something.
Allison recently discovered that while prunes may taste good, they should not be eaten like candy. Poor girl. Poor mommy.
Lindsay makes new discoveries every day. While I type this she is sitting on my lap discovering the keyboard. She thinks it is quite fun.
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She really likes the space button. See you later!
Monday, December 10, 2007
Cocktail, Shmocktail
Steve has a holiday work party on Saturday. The invitation said it was a Holiday Ball. I thought it was pretty formal so I went and got this dress. I got an email today saying that most people wear "cocktail dresses"--whatever that means. Is this too formal? I know it looks like a ball gown, but the waist is at the bottom of my ribs and the hem is 2-3 inches below the knee. What do you guys think?
If this doesn't work, I can take the dress back and find something else. Do you think jeans and a t-shirt would be too informal?
If this doesn't work, I can take the dress back and find something else. Do you think jeans and a t-shirt would be too informal?
Friday, December 7, 2007
Reason #156 That I Need New Glasses
I went to bed quite late last night. I went through my nightly routine--taking my contacts out, getting my pajamas on, etc. I put toothpaste on my toothbrush and started to brush my teeth. I quickly realized that something was not right. The toothpaste tasted strange and my mouth started to feel funny. I picked up the "toothpaste" and realized I had made a small error. I was brushing my teeth with the Benadryl anti-itch cream that I was using to treat Allison's rash.
Tho if I talk with a lithp you'll underthtand why. My tongue ith a little numb.
Tho if I talk with a lithp you'll underthtand why. My tongue ith a little numb.
Thursday, December 6, 2007
News from the front
It's official.
The parents took a huge hit tonight in the sleeping wars. The battle was almost lost. Enemy #1 and Enemy #2 pulled out the heavy artillery--the piercing, shrieking cry of Enemy #2 AND the bum-scratching-rash-that-keeps-her-awake-and-smelling-like-stinky-rear-end of Enemy #1.
It was a lengthy battle, one full of tears, yelling, and temper-tantrums--from both the parents and their pint-size enemies. The parents had to fight with limited resources. One of the parent soldiers was MIA because he took the night off and spent it taking care of injured kids at the hospital. That left the cranky, emotional female soldier, and she is currently experiencing a little PTSD. And a little PMS.
We're thinking about calling in back up. If the Super-Nanny isn't available, then we might have to call in the Marines.
Help.
The parents took a huge hit tonight in the sleeping wars. The battle was almost lost. Enemy #1 and Enemy #2 pulled out the heavy artillery--the piercing, shrieking cry of Enemy #2 AND the bum-scratching-rash-that-keeps-her-awake-and-smelling-like-stinky-rear-end of Enemy #1.
It was a lengthy battle, one full of tears, yelling, and temper-tantrums--from both the parents and their pint-size enemies. The parents had to fight with limited resources. One of the parent soldiers was MIA because he took the night off and spent it taking care of injured kids at the hospital. That left the cranky, emotional female soldier, and she is currently experiencing a little PTSD. And a little PMS.
We're thinking about calling in back up. If the Super-Nanny isn't available, then we might have to call in the Marines.
Help.
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