Sunday, September 26, 2010

Imelda Marcos

"I have no weakness for shoes. I wear simple shoes.... It is not one of my weaknesses."
Filipino politician and wife of 10th Philippine President, Ferdinand Marcos.
She is remembered for her collection of 2700 pairs of shoes.

Now, before you judge me, you need to know that it was my birthday, and my husband completely surprised me. He picked all of these shoes out by himself and hid them in various places around the house. I'm the victim here. I'm totally innocent. And I have no weakness for shoes. None whatsoever. (btw, what kind of awesome husband actually understands the concept that a girl needs different pairs of the same cute shoes in more than one color?)

Yes, I was happy.

And, in other news, his eldest son also has excellent taste.
Check out my new flying unicorn earrings.

p.s. thank you to everyone who made my birthday so super special this year. I almost forgot that I'm one year older now.

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Be my baby forever

When I see the leaves changing colors on the mountains, I ignore it.

It's not that I don't want them to change color-- autumn is my favorite time of year. I just don't believe it. I tell myself that it's not really happening, not yet. How could it be? How could it be fall already?

Do you ever ache as you hold your baby because he is just so beautiful and sweet and precious that you don't know what to do about it? You know he is growing up so fast, but all you can do is sit and watch, and know that you are missing so much, and that time is slipping by, and that it will soon be winter, and then spring. And your baby will be growing up.

Don't grow up! Stay how you are! Gaze up at me with those big, round, innocent, curious eyes. Put your hand on my face and stare in wonder at me, let a grin take over your face, laugh when I say "peekaboo." Listen as I sing you a lullaby, rock back and forth to the music. Race across the floor in overwhelming excitement when the front door is open to the outside world or when the bathwater starts running.

Don't grow up. Don't leave me. Don't become just another big person in the world. Be my baby forever, let me hold you, let me kiss your soft cheeks, let me touch your soft hair. Curl your fingers around mine.

Summer, stay forever.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

the benny and junes show: a career change


it's all my fault.

these slippery fingers.

do i even deserve to wear this letter on my chest?


hey, what's wrong, buddy?

you can tell me.

it's just that... well...

i'm the reason we lost the byu football game on Saturday.

oh, is that all?
just the byu football game?
no big deal...

okay, you're right.
that is a big deal.

if my pockets weren't empty,
I'd loan you some cash to hightail it outta here
and lay low for a while.
don't worry about it, bro...

it's hopeless.

no, no, let's be positive.
we'll think of something!


I've got it!

come tackle me.
you sure, man?

well okay, if you insist...

that's right, bennett, come and...

oof! that's very...

okay, okay! you can stop now!

oh... sorry... are you okay?

phew! yeah, I think so.

and I knew I was right!
about what, bro?

well, I know how much you like to throw the ol pigskin, and...

I have nothing but the utmost respect for your coach, but...

I thiiiink our friend Bronco has you playing the wrong position.

you're a linebacker, bro.

not a quarterback.

you're right!

i love tackling people.

how can i ever thank you for showing me the truth??

well... these pockets are still lookin' pretty empty...

you can start there.

just kidding, man! we're brothers!
we help each other out.


oh, look! here comes Coach Mendenhall now.
you can tell him all about the mistake he made
and how he was wrong the whole time.

yeah! we can tell him what we--


Tuesday, September 14, 2010

when in Rome...

bennett got a helmet last week.
what kind of helmet, you may be wondering?

does it look like this?

or maybe this?

might it be more like this one...

this one...

or maybe even... this one?

let's hope not.

(but you'll just have to wait and see, I guess.)