Heaven is spelled...

T-H-R-E-E
D-A-Y
W-E-E-K-E-N-D
A-T
F-A-M-I-L-Y
C-A-B-I-N


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28

So I am 28 years old today- hooray!!! I've always wanted to be 28 as a kid because it sounds so great and looks so great.
I had a really fun day- started with sleeping in and cuddling with the kitties, then going to lunch with my mom, grandma, and Lesley at Market Street Grill, then my mom and I spent the whole afternoon at the new City Creek Center in downtown SLC. We went to Nordstroms, Tiffany, The Limited, H&M, Forever 21, Disney, and Brighton. In the evening, my Dad and Lesley met us and we ate dinner at the Cheesecake Factory- delish!!!
It was such a fun day and I loved spending time with my mother. I really have not been able to spend long periods of time with her in what feels like years.
Honestly, all I really wanted for my birthday was to spend time with family and I couldn't have hoped for better.
Thank you Mom for taking a whole day to spend with me; I'll always be your baby even when I'm old and grey (you know, like 35. Just kidding!!).

For the 2nd time in my life...

I got my own birthday cake!!! Boy, it is hard to blow out all the candles by yourself.

Saturday Seething (part 46 of a 444 part series)

Elevators are not toys!!!!
Why do some mothers think it is okay for their children to play on elevators? It is not a babysitter while you shop; It is not an amusement park ride. The elevator is a useful tool for helping the disabled get to the second level and for deliveries of products.
The elevator in our store is just your basic elevator, only has two floors to choose from, but is rather temperamental. It frequently brakes or gets stuck between the two floors but only because little snot faced kids get in there, push both floor buttons and then they just can't stop themselves from bushing the red, ominous, stop button and yet they fail to realize is that button does indeed stop the elevator. We've had kids stuck in there for hours all because their mother let them run wild.
Here is The saddest story of a kid getting stuck in the elevator: an 8 or 9 year old boy kept running up the stairs and taking the elevator down. He did this about 15 times in 20 minutes. After the first 3 times (and I realized what he was doing) I stopped him and said that elevator is not a toy and suggested he find his mom. He nodded his head as if he understood but 2 minutes later he was back. So I repeated my little lecture in my nicest voice. He did it again. By now I was getting a little mad at this brat. Well after the 15th "ride" the elevator got stuck. He of course starts freaking out and we have to page his mother over the store intercom. She starts freaking out and we call the electrician/elevator repair people. After the mother calms down a bit, we find out her son has autism (oh great, I called him a brat earlier so I feel super guilty). It's about 2 hours before we get him out. He cried hysterically the entire 2 hours. I am still haunted by his screams. Once he was out, he promised his mother he would never play in an elevator again. Ya, that promise lasted only a few weeks because he came right back and played on the "ride" again the next time they were in the store. Seriously- this time I blamed his mother for letting him run wild. He only rode the elevator 3 times and then I guess his mother grabbed him or they left the store.
That is one of countless stories. We had a group of 3 kids get stuck this week but they were only stuck for 5 minutes. The didn't realize you had to push a floor button for the doors to open.
I am so grateful for my nieces and nephews who love to ride it but know how to properly use the elevator.


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Saturday Seething (part 45 of a 444 part series)

I get so angry when people drive with their blinker going without a purpose. I followed a car to work today who had the right blinker clicking THE ENTIRE WAY and I kept anticipating them to turn to change lanes THE ENTIRE WAY. The car then did change lanes but to the left lane and still had the right blinker clicking away. How do you 1. Not see the light flashing on your dashboard and 2. not hear the little clicks?!!

Needless to say, it drove me nuts for my 20 minute commute.

 

Happy Saturday

Saturday Seething (part 44 of a 444 part series)

The Post Vacation Hangover

Hello all my readers (all 5 of you- j/k!!), I've missed you!!!
After spending the past 4 months looking forward to the Best. Trip. Ever. I'm kind of mourning the loss of anticipation. I call it the Post Vacation Hangover, much like the baby blues post pregnancy.* You spend months looking forward to the Big Event and once it's over you feel a little sadness enter your life. I am now currently thinking about my next adventure: where do I want to go? what do I want to do? I'm thinking another Disney Cruise but cannot decided between Alaska or Bahamas (with a stop at Castaway Cay). Or I might hold off a cruise for my 30th birthday.
Another part of the Post Vacation Hangover is pure exhaustion and a little bit of sickness. We were on a cruise where all we really did was play games, lay by the pool, and eat, and yet I arrived home super duper tired and still feel like I haven't caught up yet. I know what your probably thinking b/c I'm thinking it too, (in a mock sympathy voice) " Oh poor you, you had a magical cruise on the Disney Wonder to Mexico and now you're tired. Boo Hoo for you!" That's OK, I deserve the mockery :) LOL
I have determined that they only bad part of a vacation (Disney Cruise in particular) is when it is over. I feel like Captain Jack Sparrow in Curse of the Black Pearl when he says, "but why is the rum gone?!"

* It is really nothing like the baby blues b/c I really have no personal reference point.

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