It was a few weeks ago, but...

GRANDPA CREED CAME TO VISIT! I know G looks goofy, but I didn't get a picture of them together where they both looked good. I'd rather Grant look drunk than my dad. Grant loves his Grandpa, he was calling him Grandpa after about 2 hours.

We went to visit his dad. He had wild hair and a crazy beard. We interviewed him for 2 1/2 hours. My Grandpa loved motorcycles, the navy, and schick injector razors.

Grant wasn't sure of the old man.

It was a fun day and a half. Yes, a day and a half, that's how long my dad stayed. We ate Indian food and steaks. It is always so much fun to be with my dad.

Come back soon!

My Not So Secret Wish

If you could be the best on the block at one thing, what would it be?



Easy. Singing. I want to wake up in the morning and wow myself with my new found talent. I want to sing solos in church and make every one cry because I'm so damn good and for them to say "wow, Sara's awesome." I want to sing karaoke and not scream karaoke. And I want spontaneous applause when everyone realizes how good I am, just like Susan Boyle. (I'm not linking to her, everyone knows Susan Boyle.) I want my husband to be able to tell the truth when he says I'm the best singer he knows. I want to be a castmember on Glee. (This link is for you, sis.) No wait, I want them to approach me, but for me to turn them down because I can't go to Hollywood, I have a family to take care of. But they would beg for sure.



Guess what, Grant loves it when I sing to him. I bet I really am the best singer he knows.



On a side note, I think it's hilarous that Boozer is out for 8 weeks. I bet he tripped over his Jazz bag. Maybe he'll give Chicago 3 out of 6 years.

Today I...

~made a loved one cry, no it wasn't grant or my sister
~fed grant cookies for breakfast for the second day in a row, at least they were oatmeal raisin
~was locked out of my own bedroom
~was seen by my neighbor in my undies standing my driveway. don't ask.
~put a hole through my bedroom door with a hammer to get it unlocked
~bought a dyson. it sucks!
~went to Costco and spent less than $100
~ate dinner at Costa Vida
~visited my friends. i love you ls and ks. you make me smile
~skipped my shower, again
~had my monthly budget meeting
~read grant the same book over and over. can't wait until tuesday when we'll receive new books from grandpa
~watched Modern Family
~didn't get my oil changed
~had second thoughts on an irreversible decision i made yesterday
~started looking into a possible upcoming trip to disney
~cried twice
~watched Raising Helen

that's about it.

Yard Sale

I love to de-junk my house. I make almost monthly donations to the MS Society or the DI. I also recently had my basement carpeted so I've got a pretty big pile of stuff I want to get rid of. For the 3 1/2 years I've lived in this house, I've never had carpet so suddenly I'm in need of a vacuum. So I said to myself, "Self, why don't you try to sell all this stuff instead of donating it and you can use to money to buy a vacuum." I like the idea. I mentioned to my neighbor I was going to have a yard sale and they said they would put a few things in. I've also arranged for my little brother to come to my house and help me with the setup. There's only one problem, I FORGOT TO PUT AN AD IN THE NEWSPAPER!! What an idiot. I've been so confused about my days. I woke up this morning ready to call my primary and remind them about the Program Practice on Thursday. I cannot believe it.

I hope placing an ad in KSL the day before the Yard Sale will suffice. I'm so annoyed.

All I Ask of You

My sister-in-law and I are watching The Phantom of the Opera. You know the one that came out in 2004 to the big screen. I'm still bitter about this movie. Christine walks around the whole time looking surprised or bored. The only redeeming factor is Minnie Driver, she's delightful. I hate hate hate this movie, but Kirstin wanted to watch it.

Raoul and Christine just sang "All I ask of you" and Kirstin says, "The Phantom just got ditched."

I say good riddance.

Who am I kidding? I get to sing along at the top of my lungs to The Phantom of the Opera for
2 1/2 hours. I love it.