Is there any hope for my plant? I tried tying some string around the middle but it all plopped back over. Any suggestions or is my first house plant doomed?
Monday, August 11, 2008
Guilty Kitty!
For a house-warming gift, our realtor gave us a house plant when we moved into this new home. I had never had one before and going by previous experiences with plants in pots....I wasn't feeling too hopeful. We have had it more 4 months and have kept it high on the shelf. Honestly, I forget about it often. I rarely water it, like every 3 weeks (if its lucky). And the only time it gets some direct sunlight is when I take off the book shelf for a couple of hours if I actually think about it. Today I thought about it, thinking it would do the plant some good. Despite my neglectful ways it seemed like it is a pretty happy houseplant. As my girls napped I was dusting the master bedroom (and watching Olympics) when I heard what sounded like papers being scattered. I go out to investigate, thinking I would find one of the girls out playing, but this is what I found.
Is there any hope for my plant? I tried tying some string around the middle but it all plopped back over. Any suggestions or is my first house plant doomed?
Is there any hope for my plant? I tried tying some string around the middle but it all plopped back over. Any suggestions or is my first house plant doomed?
AMAZING!!!
My FAVORITE FAVORITE FAVORITE moment of the Olympics so far! The 400-meter freestyle relay was won by fractions of a second! It was incredible and I am so happy for them, especially because of all the trash-talking that was being done by the French team. So happy for those guys and I loved the reactions of the entire team!
Go boys!!!!
Friday, August 8, 2008
I LOVE the Olympics!!
Do you remember 4 years ago during the Olympic season, there was a commercial of a guy who was watching the diving competition from a floaty in the pool? It seems he was also running along some guys running track. Then it kind of goes out of his little dream sequence and he is really just sitting in his living room, watching the Olympics on his tv and another event on his computer. That is SO ME! I turn into the biggest couch potato during the olympics (but its okay, I am watching sports so you don't get fat, right?) and I am constantly online checking on updates and everything else.
Last night was the opening ceremony and it was g-o-o-d!! The opening ceremonies are always usually excellent, but last night was spectacular. Corky was away on a Young Men's campout and so I got the girls to bed, made myself a makeshift craft table on my bed, and I worked on some bridal shower invitations as I was dazzled by the Chinese and their show! I even watched all 200 and something countries and their athletes as they entered the stadium. I always get so excited for the atheletes, especially from the small countries that are most likely not going to win a medal. You can tell that they are just ecstatic to be there and it makes me happy for them. Even the U.S. team, dressed up in their Ralph Lauren sports coats and 8 piece outfits, were looking so excited! (Go Team!)
(okay, so this picture nobody is smiling, but its all I got...and who's the fool in the dark kahki pants? he doesn't match!)
I can't help but watch the ceremonies, or the entire olympics for that matter and just wish it could go on all the time. Not very often does the world come together and cheer each other on like during the olympics. Isn't that ideal?
Did anyone else watch at the end of the show when they were lighting the torches from one athlete to the other? The very last guy was lifted into the air, hundreds of feet so that he could light the cauldron. I got butterflies for him, it was so high. Then, after he was hoisted all the way up the suspension had to loosen on one side so he could run on an angle. I about peed my pants, I thought that the sudden jolt was because something went wrong! Scary! (the older I get, the more heights frighten me!) It was incredible though. Don't watch the whole video, its pretty long. It just gives an idea of how high that guy was in the air.
My favorite events to watch are beach volleyball, swimming, gymnastics, track, soccer, basketball, and softball! If I had to choose one though, probably swimming....or beach volleyball. Hmmmm, don't make me choose okay?
Last night was the opening ceremony and it was g-o-o-d!! The opening ceremonies are always usually excellent, but last night was spectacular. Corky was away on a Young Men's campout and so I got the girls to bed, made myself a makeshift craft table on my bed, and I worked on some bridal shower invitations as I was dazzled by the Chinese and their show! I even watched all 200 and something countries and their athletes as they entered the stadium. I always get so excited for the atheletes, especially from the small countries that are most likely not going to win a medal. You can tell that they are just ecstatic to be there and it makes me happy for them. Even the U.S. team, dressed up in their Ralph Lauren sports coats and 8 piece outfits, were looking so excited! (Go Team!)
(okay, so this picture nobody is smiling, but its all I got...and who's the fool in the dark kahki pants? he doesn't match!)I can't help but watch the ceremonies, or the entire olympics for that matter and just wish it could go on all the time. Not very often does the world come together and cheer each other on like during the olympics. Isn't that ideal?
Did anyone else watch at the end of the show when they were lighting the torches from one athlete to the other? The very last guy was lifted into the air, hundreds of feet so that he could light the cauldron. I got butterflies for him, it was so high. Then, after he was hoisted all the way up the suspension had to loosen on one side so he could run on an angle. I about peed my pants, I thought that the sudden jolt was because something went wrong! Scary! (the older I get, the more heights frighten me!) It was incredible though. Don't watch the whole video, its pretty long. It just gives an idea of how high that guy was in the air.
My favorite events to watch are beach volleyball, swimming, gymnastics, track, soccer, basketball, and softball! If I had to choose one though, probably swimming....or beach volleyball. Hmmmm, don't make me choose okay?
Sunday, August 3, 2008
The highlight of my weekend!!
As you all know, I am big fan of the Twilight series and so was totally excited to be in St. George for my brother's wedding on the day there would be a release party for Breaking Dawn. My sister, Bailey and I went straight from the reception to the party at Barnes and Noble. I got my bracelet and she got a schedule of events. She said that they were giving away Bella's charm bracelet at 10:00pm. I said "Oh, I want that so bad!" I know that I would never fork over the 75 dollars it would take to buy one but I also knew I wasn't lucky enough to be the ONLY person to win it that night.
Bailey and I worked our way over to where the designer of the bracelet was telling us a little about it and why she wanted to make it. I could barely hear anything, let alone see, so I just stood there on my tip toes trying to get a good look and wondering where I can put my name in for the drawing to win the bracelet. Not being able to find anything, I thought I was too late. Then they said that they were going to give away a bracelet by giving everyone a chance that wanted to, time to tell their most Twilight Fanatical story. I knew this was my chance and I knew what I was going to tell, even though it had potential to be a really bad idea.
So I work my way up to the front and listen to all these stories, feeling relieved AND nervous that none of them are at all like mine. Some girls said they should get the bracelet because they read the entire book while in labor, or another girl should get it because she share's Bella's birthday, etc, etc. So it is my turn and I say,
"My name is Morgan, I am wife and mother to two kids. The last straw came for my husband when I woke up one morning and told him jokingly that after last night's dream about Edward, I might have to go to the Bishop!"
I was so scared that I would hear gasps of judgement or even worse, crickets...but people were laughing in hysterics! I was so relieved. I figured, being in Utah, that at least half of the people would get my joke, I just wasn't sure if it would be funny or sacrilegious. Luckily for me, people liked it.
The winner was determined by the audience and I was so excited that people cheered for me, enough for me to WIN!!!!!!! Ladies were coming up to me all night asking to look at it and also telling me that (to my relief) that I am not the only one to have had a dream about Edward! :)
I was on cloud 9 for quite some time and I now wear my bracelet with pride!
From Left to right: 1- The bracelet. 2- Me up front with the top 5 storie tellers (but I won!) 3- The designer of the bracelet awarding me the prize. 4- Me and the designer (don't remember her name!)
Here is a collage of what the outside of Barnes and Noble looked like. I wish I had a panaromic camera. These picture just don't show exactly how many people were there.
Bailey and I worked our way over to where the designer of the bracelet was telling us a little about it and why she wanted to make it. I could barely hear anything, let alone see, so I just stood there on my tip toes trying to get a good look and wondering where I can put my name in for the drawing to win the bracelet. Not being able to find anything, I thought I was too late. Then they said that they were going to give away a bracelet by giving everyone a chance that wanted to, time to tell their most Twilight Fanatical story. I knew this was my chance and I knew what I was going to tell, even though it had potential to be a really bad idea.
So I work my way up to the front and listen to all these stories, feeling relieved AND nervous that none of them are at all like mine. Some girls said they should get the bracelet because they read the entire book while in labor, or another girl should get it because she share's Bella's birthday, etc, etc. So it is my turn and I say,
"My name is Morgan, I am wife and mother to two kids. The last straw came for my husband when I woke up one morning and told him jokingly that after last night's dream about Edward, I might have to go to the Bishop!"
I was so scared that I would hear gasps of judgement or even worse, crickets...but people were laughing in hysterics! I was so relieved. I figured, being in Utah, that at least half of the people would get my joke, I just wasn't sure if it would be funny or sacrilegious. Luckily for me, people liked it.
The winner was determined by the audience and I was so excited that people cheered for me, enough for me to WIN!!!!!!! Ladies were coming up to me all night asking to look at it and also telling me that (to my relief) that I am not the only one to have had a dream about Edward! :)
I was on cloud 9 for quite some time and I now wear my bracelet with pride!
From Left to right: 1- The bracelet. 2- Me up front with the top 5 storie tellers (but I won!) 3- The designer of the bracelet awarding me the prize. 4- Me and the designer (don't remember her name!)
Here is a collage of what the outside of Barnes and Noble looked like. I wish I had a panaromic camera. These picture just don't show exactly how many people were there.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Dallas and Jessica's big day!!
Everything about it was wonderful! They both looked gorgeous and happy!
Congratulations to you both! We love you.
Congratulations to you both! We love you.
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Cinderella and Luciber
Gracey woke up from her nap a little earlier than normal this afternoon. I tried to to coax her back into bed but didn't want to put up too much of a fight because I finally got Emily to take a nap. *see picture below
I basically relented and said do whatever the heck you want, my dear, as long as it keeps you quiet. The activity of choice? Dress up like a princess. Favorite prop? Penny of course. Only her new name as of this afternoon is Lucifer. Or in Gracey's pronunciation, Luciber. And one more thing, don't you dare call Gracey "Gracey." From what she has said, her choice of princess name for the day is Cinderella.
And here is my favorite sight of the day. After refusing her morning nap and trying to refuse her afternoon nap, this is how I found #2. She managed to climb out of her play pen. That must have been the straw that broke the exhausted camels back, because she was out cold in a matter of minutes. I still love her, even after being a royal nightmare...along with Gracey, and having to go to the DMV (and pay a ridiculous amount of money to have my car registered in Arizona), Petco, and Staples (not for paper, pencils, or any type of office supply but because I knew theys old water bottles and my girls were dying of thirst). Yes, that was a lot of paranthesis.
I basically relented and said do whatever the heck you want, my dear, as long as it keeps you quiet. The activity of choice? Dress up like a princess. Favorite prop? Penny of course. Only her new name as of this afternoon is Lucifer. Or in Gracey's pronunciation, Luciber. And one more thing, don't you dare call Gracey "Gracey." From what she has said, her choice of princess name for the day is Cinderella.
And here is my favorite sight of the day. After refusing her morning nap and trying to refuse her afternoon nap, this is how I found #2. She managed to climb out of her play pen. That must have been the straw that broke the exhausted camels back, because she was out cold in a matter of minutes. I still love her, even after being a royal nightmare...along with Gracey, and having to go to the DMV (and pay a ridiculous amount of money to have my car registered in Arizona), Petco, and Staples (not for paper, pencils, or any type of office supply but because I knew theys old water bottles and my girls were dying of thirst). Yes, that was a lot of paranthesis.
Sleepy
This morning our lives got a little bit harder. (yes, that is dramatic but I feel dead on my feet I am so tired from it already) Emily finally realized that she can climb out of her crib. Which means that naps and bedtime are a little bit more difficult to deal with. Why can't kids be more like adults and LOVE their naps? I would love for someone to put me to bed twice a day. What do kids have against sleep? This morning I had to watch Emily through the crack of the door for 15 minutes, waiting for her to try to climb out again, just so that I could get that "NO!" in there. I tried moving her into the guest bedroom to her play pen, where she usually takes her afternoon nap, but she would climb right out of that too. I tried putting her in Gracey's bed but she didn't want anything to do with this. This is totally foreign to me. Gracey was able to climb out of her crib a lot sooner than Emily could, but she wouldn't. Gracey was slightly more obedient and so it was never an issue.
As I was typing that it got quiet. I assumed that Em had finally fallen asleep. Nope. She had climbed out of her crib once again.
I know she's tired, she has been up since 5:30 a.m. and yawning every 5 minutes.
Does anybody have any tricks or advice that might help this situation?
As I was typing that it got quiet. I assumed that Em had finally fallen asleep. Nope. She had climbed out of her crib once again.
I know she's tired, she has been up since 5:30 a.m. and yawning every 5 minutes.
Does anybody have any tricks or advice that might help this situation?
Monday, July 21, 2008
Pigtails!! Woo Hoo!
I have ALWAYS loved little girls with pigtails in their hair, even though I admittedly hated them on myself when I was younger. I now think they are so cute.
Last week, I was finally able to fit all of Emily's hair into them. This is exciting to me because it takes me back to the days of when Gracey was a little babe. It still cracks me up the differences between my girls. Gracey was wearing full piggies at only 6 months old. Emily, 18 months old.
Last week, I was finally able to fit all of Emily's hair into them. This is exciting to me because it takes me back to the days of when Gracey was a little babe. It still cracks me up the differences between my girls. Gracey was wearing full piggies at only 6 months old. Emily, 18 months old.
Gracey (at 6 months old) with my sister Markie...over 3 years ago
Emily, showing off her new hair-do
And this my friend, is what pigtails look like on a little girl that has just woken up from her nap. 
Fruity
I got these shirts for the girls at Target on clearance, I think that they were only $.98 a piece. I love bargains and I love cute shirts.
We took our lunch of PB&J to the park that day.
After we spent some time at the park (not much because it was so hot and muggy) we went home and did a cheap little craft project that Gracey picked out one day at WalMart. It was lots of fun and not very messy, that is just how I like them.
That drool looking thing on Em's chin is a scab from last week. She hit her chin on an end table in our living room. It hurt her quite a bit at first but then she didn't think much of it. Until of course every time she sees it in the mirror. Then it is "ow, ow, ow, ow" in her little whisper whine.
A drowned rat.
We still love Penny, even though only moments ago she saw me sit down at the computer desk and decided it would be lots of kitty-fun to jump from the back of the chair to my back....leaving claw marks on both shoulder blades. That's beside the point. We love that she doesn't go in the other room and hide when people are here, but she doesn't crawl all over your legs either. She just likes to hang out where the people are and observe.
The other night Gracey and Emily were having a bath. Penny usually gets up on the counter and watches with curiousity. I got Emily out of the bath and took her to her bedroom to get dressed. Penny got on the side of the tub and Gracey thought that meant that Penny wanted to get in with her. That, or Gracey took the opportunity to experiment with bathing a kitty while I was out of the bathroom to discourage it, which I usally am doing. I don't think I will ever know for sure but I have my guesses.
The verdict? Penny didn't like it, but didn't hate it enough that she bolted into the other room away from all humankind. She gladly licked herself dry for the next 45 minutes all while still following us around the house.
The other night Gracey and Emily were having a bath. Penny usually gets up on the counter and watches with curiousity. I got Emily out of the bath and took her to her bedroom to get dressed. Penny got on the side of the tub and Gracey thought that meant that Penny wanted to get in with her. That, or Gracey took the opportunity to experiment with bathing a kitty while I was out of the bathroom to discourage it, which I usally am doing. I don't think I will ever know for sure but I have my guesses.
The verdict? Penny didn't like it, but didn't hate it enough that she bolted into the other room away from all humankind. She gladly licked herself dry for the next 45 minutes all while still following us around the house.
Friday, July 11, 2008
The Hills Are Alive...
With the sound of Music!!
On Monday night, Gracey and I attended the musical at Tuachan Amphitheater with my brother, his fiance, my dad, and step mom. It was a lot of fun and the play was SO GREAT! I was so happy to see Gracey love all the songs. I just might have to go buy the original for her to wear out like I did. Do they even have it on DVD? I hope so.
I just thought Gracey was feeling the cool water until she looked up and said "Mom, I can't reach the money!"
Gracey getting her picture taken with Maria and Captain Von Trapp! Who, by the way, did such a fantastic job!
On Monday night, Gracey and I attended the musical at Tuachan Amphitheater with my brother, his fiance, my dad, and step mom. It was a lot of fun and the play was SO GREAT! I was so happy to see Gracey love all the songs. I just might have to go buy the original for her to wear out like I did. Do they even have it on DVD? I hope so.
I just thought Gracey was feeling the cool water until she looked up and said "Mom, I can't reach the money!"
Gracey getting her picture taken with Maria and Captain Von Trapp! Who, by the way, did such a fantastic job!
A refreshing swim.
No cabin trip is complete unless some foolish boys go diving off the dock. This water is seriously 40 degrees!!!!
They're crazy!
The Grimshaw Family reunion
Every two years we have this big fat reunion in Beaver. My great-grandfather purchased some land way back in the day and built a cabin on it in 1950, I believe? (someone please correct me if I am wrong) Even though his kids have had kids, and their kids have had kids....it is still a favorite destination among all of us.
This is how I remember so many of childhood days at the cabin. We had our fishing poles just sitting there, watching the bobber closely to see if we had a nibble, and casting and rescasting until our lines broke. Its fun to see the new generation love the same thing.
Emily and Grandma enjoying some corn on the cob.
Here is Emily taking a much needed bath in the kitchen sink.
Here are my girls playing in the kid games.
Gracey trying out her hula hoop. You know she's concentrating hard when her tongue is out.
Corky, my brothers Dallas and Reggie, and my handsome Uncle Wayne having a bubble blowing contest. Corky won, hands down.
Every reunion we have some goofy theme. This year's was "hippie" and I was a party pooper. No other reason though except that I just didn't think much about it. As hippie as I got were my tishirts with peace signs on them. It was still fun though and we had a great time.
My 2nd cousin, Candy made some brownies and someone put some foilage on top...creating the perfectly themed photo op.
I would definitely say this year's reunion was a success!!
This is how I remember so many of childhood days at the cabin. We had our fishing poles just sitting there, watching the bobber closely to see if we had a nibble, and casting and rescasting until our lines broke. Its fun to see the new generation love the same thing.
Emily and Grandma enjoying some corn on the cob.
Here is Emily taking a much needed bath in the kitchen sink.
Here are my girls playing in the kid games.
Gracey trying out her hula hoop. You know she's concentrating hard when her tongue is out.
Corky, my brothers Dallas and Reggie, and my handsome Uncle Wayne having a bubble blowing contest. Corky won, hands down.
Every reunion we have some goofy theme. This year's was "hippie" and I was a party pooper. No other reason though except that I just didn't think much about it. As hippie as I got were my tishirts with peace signs on them. It was still fun though and we had a great time.
My 2nd cousin, Candy made some brownies and someone put some foilage on top...creating the perfectly themed photo op.
I would definitely say this year's reunion was a success!!
Golf Tournament
Every 2 years, for the Grimshaw family reunion, we have a big golf tournament. It is one of the highlights of the trip and not just because you get to hang out with family but because it is probably my favorite golf course to play on. This was the first year that Corky and I decided to let our girls tag along with us. (clearly the golf course is pretty laid back in Beaver)
Clockwise: 1- Loading up the carts. 2- The first group to tee off. 3- Not quite everybody that played, but almost. 4-Me and Emily waiting our turn.
Some playas!!
If we were having a slouching contest, I for sure would have won that one.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Another week in the life...
Last week we had a really good time. After Bailey and Skyler left (can see pictures of that visit on their blog)we had only a day to get ready for more visitors. Corky's mom, grandma, and sister came for a couple of days. It was lots of fun. They helped me finish up a project that has been 3 years in the making....my crayon quilt. I should say it didn't take me three years of working on it. I got the fabric 3 years ago and then got around to making the quilt a couple of months ago. Grandma Jean brought her quilting frames and helped me tie it and helped me sew the cute little crayon buttons on it. It is exactly how I imagined how it would turn out. So YAY for that!
Here is Grandma Jean and Old Grandma Ruby with the girlie girls! I didn't get a single picture of Jolene. She had never heard of the Twilight series and so I insisted she start reading one. She finished it in less than 24 hours so she was a busy girl while she was here. :)
It was new to me to hear it but in Corky's family, starting many generations back, all the great-grandmas and grandpas have been called "old Grandma" or "old Grandpa!" I think it is so cute and funny. I hope my great-grand kids will call me old grandma and hopefully I will be secure enough with my age to love it the way Old Grandma Ruby does!
And here are my girls enjoying the blanket.
These pictures are from Sunday, right before church. I thought the girls were looking especially cute and couldn't take enough pictures.
Being in Sunbeams with Gracey the past 2 weeks has really made me see how really well behaved she is. I mean, she is like any 3 year old and can get rowdy at times, but she loves to sing the primary songs and raises her hand when a question is asked. I don't give her enough credit. She is a good girl.
Emily is finally in nursery and LOVES it. Corky tells me how torn she is when he goes to pick her up. She is happy to see him but she really wants to stay and blow bubbles! I love her so much. I am so glad that she is okay in there, I was afraid it would be more difficult.
And only a couple of more pictures, I promise.
This was Sunday. Our church is at 1pm, which is the exact nap time of my children. Needless to say, Sunday is early bedtime for them. Gracey can barely make it though. We ate dinner at around 5:15 and she couldn't keep her eyes open. Could it be my boring dinner of apple slices, omelet, and toast?
Not 10 seconds after this photo was taken, she had a twitch. You know the kind where you dream you are falling off of your bike and you wake up suddenly with a rapid heartbeat? That kind. Her plate, including eggs, toast, and apples went FLYING. I am talking "hit the kitchen counter that is 7 feet away" flying! It was so funny.
And then here is our beloved Penny. We still love her and we are pretty sure she loves us. This is her favorite place to sleep during the day and I can't help but scratch her belly every time I see her. Oh yes, and she is officially ours. The adoption was complete as of last week as well. Gracey says that she is a happy part of our family.
I am thinking one of these days I am going to get the hang of blogging more often so I don't overload my entries withpictures only once a week or less.
Here is Grandma Jean and Old Grandma Ruby with the girlie girls! I didn't get a single picture of Jolene. She had never heard of the Twilight series and so I insisted she start reading one. She finished it in less than 24 hours so she was a busy girl while she was here. :)
It was new to me to hear it but in Corky's family, starting many generations back, all the great-grandmas and grandpas have been called "old Grandma" or "old Grandpa!" I think it is so cute and funny. I hope my great-grand kids will call me old grandma and hopefully I will be secure enough with my age to love it the way Old Grandma Ruby does!
And here are my girls enjoying the blanket.
These pictures are from Sunday, right before church. I thought the girls were looking especially cute and couldn't take enough pictures.
Being in Sunbeams with Gracey the past 2 weeks has really made me see how really well behaved she is. I mean, she is like any 3 year old and can get rowdy at times, but she loves to sing the primary songs and raises her hand when a question is asked. I don't give her enough credit. She is a good girl.
Emily is finally in nursery and LOVES it. Corky tells me how torn she is when he goes to pick her up. She is happy to see him but she really wants to stay and blow bubbles! I love her so much. I am so glad that she is okay in there, I was afraid it would be more difficult.
And only a couple of more pictures, I promise.
This was Sunday. Our church is at 1pm, which is the exact nap time of my children. Needless to say, Sunday is early bedtime for them. Gracey can barely make it though. We ate dinner at around 5:15 and she couldn't keep her eyes open. Could it be my boring dinner of apple slices, omelet, and toast?
Not 10 seconds after this photo was taken, she had a twitch. You know the kind where you dream you are falling off of your bike and you wake up suddenly with a rapid heartbeat? That kind. Her plate, including eggs, toast, and apples went FLYING. I am talking "hit the kitchen counter that is 7 feet away" flying! It was so funny.
And then here is our beloved Penny. We still love her and we are pretty sure she loves us. This is her favorite place to sleep during the day and I can't help but scratch her belly every time I see her. Oh yes, and she is officially ours. The adoption was complete as of last week as well. Gracey says that she is a happy part of our family.
I am thinking one of these days I am going to get the hang of blogging more often so I don't overload my entries withpictures only once a week or less.
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