Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Car Wash

This morning when I went out to my car, I discovered that it had been egged. I was pretty sad about it, because I think egging is just about the meanest prank you can do because it is so destructive. Of course, I had come outside with just barely enough time to get to work, so I had to leave the eggs on my car. And it snowed all day long today. I spent a lot of the day worrying that I had frozen eggs on my car and they would never, ever come off, but I decided to go to a car wash on my way home anyway. I work right next to Ikea, so I went to the Super Tunnel Car Wash that is also right next to Ikea, and the guy there was amazing. Even though, like I said, it was cold and snowy, he spent a long time scrubbing my car and getting all the egg crap off before he sent it through their washer. He was really happy and smiley and it just made my day. I was only sorry I didn't have cash to tip him. So here is my tip instead. If you ever are in need of a car wash and happen to be by Draper, go to the Super Tunnel Car Wash!

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Goodbye Brig!

This is me and my cousin Brig. He wasn't too thrilled about having his picture taken, so this was the only one that we took.

Today we had the opportunity to pick up my cousin Brigham from the airport and drop him off at the MTC. Unfortunately, I had to work and wasn't able to hang out with him the whole time between when we picked him up and when Peter dropped him off. However, after I left he got to hang out with Sara and Peter at BYU where they enjoyed Jamba Juice and the BYU Museum of Art. When I got home from work this evening, I realized that his bag of toiletries was still in my car, so I got to go back to the MTC to drop them off for him. (They said it wouldn't be a problem. Apparently it happens all the time.) Hopefully he didn't forget anything else that he needs. So thanks Aunt Barb for letting us pick him up, and good luck Brig!

Thursday, October 15, 2009

New Job etc.

So since we've been home, I have been sending out a few job applications here and there. I wasn't looking too seriously for a job because I wanted to know where we were going to live so I could get something close since I wasn't very optimistic about getting a job that I liked (i.e. a museum job). One of the places I applied to called me in for an interview, and they liked me so much they offered me the job on the spot. It's not the greatest job in the world, but it will be nice to have a paycheck. Today was my first day. I work in student services for Trump University, which is an online school that Donald Trump started so that other people can learn how to be rich like he is. I take calls from people who are registering for classes and events, and then I call people to remind them to come to the events they signed up for.

This evening, we went to Sizzler for dinner and got steaks, because we got a coupon for them in the mail. My expectations were definitely exceeded. My steak was amazing, and their salad bar was really good too. Peter didn't get so lucky with his steak, unfortunately. So Dad, next time you're in town, we just might have you take us to Sizzler for steaks. :-)

Did I ever write on here that we had an offer accepted on a house? I'm not sure. Anyways, it is in Bountiful, but we're running into all kinds of problems with it so we are still looking at other houses. It has been frustrating because we thought we were done and would be into our house by Halloween, and now we'll probably have to rush to be into any house by the end of November. Oh well.

Thursday, October 8, 2009

Meet Quince

Have you ever eaten/heard of quince? It is a fruit kind of like an apple, but it isn't juicy at all and it has a much denser texture. I heard of quince in a poem I read when I was a child called The Owl and the Pussy-Cat by Edward Lear. I have attached the poem for your reading pleasure. I never knew what a quince was, or how you ate it, so when I saw it at the grocery store I just had to buy one. It's not my favorite, but it was fun to try!

The Owl and the Pussy-cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money,
Wrapped up in a five pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
'O lovely Pussy! O Pussy my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!'

Pussy said to the Owl, 'You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?'
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

'Dear pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?' Said the Piggy, 'I will.'
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.