A couple of weeks ago we were sitting in church and all of a sudden Evan got the giggles like you can't believe. It was during Sacrament, which if you've never been to an LDS service, it's about the quietest 10 minute stretch in all of church. His shoulders are shaking, his hand is strongly clamped over his mouth to keep from laughing out loud, and I'm trying to shoosh him without further disrupting the reverence. Then he points to the floor...to this...
That's right. My 30 year old husband, who's probably been dressing himself now for 28 of those 30 years (I'm assuming his pickiness for clothes started young) put on two different colored shoes. Needless to say he quickly went home and corrected the situation, but that didn't stop us from laughing about it all day long. What am I saying...I'm still laughing about it!
I love the Old Spice commercials as of late. You know the ones. Well today a friend directed me to this video, and I must pass it on. With no kids 'round these parts I don't usually watch children's television, but this is worth it.
I have mean lines. Yes, it's true. You probably do to, you just don't call them that. I'm talking about the vertical lines between the eyebrows that appear when you scowl. Except I don't only get them when I scowl, I get them when I'm concentrating or when I'm tired, and probably a lot of other times, too. Which means lately I've had them ALL THE TIME. The other day I was listening to some music and one of my favorite songs came on. It's happy, it's upbeat, it's catchy, and I was singing along in my head (I was surrounded by other students so I wasn't about to sing out loud). It's impossible for me not to smile when I hear this song. I happened to catch my reflection in my laptop as I was listening to this song, and it totally surprised me. I assumed I'd be wearing a happy expression since I was listening to such a great song. I was smiling with my lips, but holy cow-my mean lines were so fierce!! My neighbor said she always looks to see if your smile reaches your eyes, and until now I didn't really understand what she meant.
Totally unrelated: I'm in lecture right now and the professor is talking about the crazy things that happen to some people on Ambien, and I just can't help but think about the time my brother was waiting for his Ambien to kick in and then woke up with a half-eaten Triscuit in his mouth. That always makes me smile.
Back to the post...school is hard, and it's only getting harder. That's all.
