I just don't get it

Are there ever things in your life that you just can't for the life of you understand? Well this is my super cool list of things that I just don't get. This is not a rant, mind you. I really just don't understand these things.

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So the first one and the inspiration for this post is Sports. I just don't get them. And by just don't get them I don't mean I don't understand the FUN(ha)damentals cuz for the most part I get those but what I don't get is how people can get SOOOO into them. Especially boys. Growing up I never wanted to play sports with boys. Whether it was a YM/YW activity, singles ward, or just playing for "fun" boys are soohoho mean when they play. even if they promise that it is all fun and they will be nice. When my mad awesome sports skills come out someone always ends up crying, and that someone is most likely me. By nature I am sure not a sportsy person. I am a artsy, cooky, sorta crafty, lay down and read a booky person. But my husband can spend HOURS watching sports and never get bored. He claims that every game is different. Like a movie. Not so I say. To me there are only two types of plays in any sporting event...the one's where you score and the ones you don't. And maybe one's where you fall on your face. so there are three. Maybe that's just because my eyes glaze over and I don't quite pay attention until someone (Rusty) hoots and hollers or groans and yells to wake me up...who knows. So anyway, the point of this super long story (if you want to call it a story) is that I don't understand the passion that some people have for sports whether watching or playing. Like I said Rusty can get into games so much. He yells and cheers and is the husband who you could ask if you could have $5000 to blow on a shopping spree consisting only of shoes and he would say "uh huh, sure, whatever you want" as he waves you out of the way of the TV. Like I said I'm not ranting, just not understanding. I kind of wish I liked sports a little just so it wouldn't be so BORING to watch and sometimes even play, but I'm afraid due to years of emotional scaring from the public education PE program it may never happen. sigh...

well that was suuuuper long so I'll try to keep the other ones shorter.

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How someone couldn't like chocolate! Don't worry, I like chocolate like a NORMAL person, not a crazy chocoholic. But I at least LIKE chocolate. I knew a girl my first year of college and when we made chocolate chip cookies we had to reserve some of the dough before we put the chocolate chips in because she didn't like chocolate. It didn't make her sick or anything, she just didn't' like the taste....weird.

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Es cargo. Need I say more? Ok I will. Who the heck wants to eat stinky slimy snails? sick.

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while we're talking about sicko foods how about calamari? deep fried squid? no thanks.

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So this one might be a little bit of a rant but I don't get how people can not use their blinkers. uuuuggg. it's not so hard people to flick your finger to turn on your turn signal. I promise.

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I had another one but it has escaped my mind. I guess I can't say I don't understand how people can just forget things they are about to say because I just did it. oopsies.

well thanks for reading my amazing list of things I don't understand. maybe you understand me a little more! hooray for you!

Boo Boo Bunnies

When I was little I had a friend named Lynn. not just any friend, a BEST friend. One day we somehow (it was probably on TV or something) came up with "boo boo bunnies." "What is a boo boo bunny?" you ask. Well let me tell ya. it is basically a washcloth tied up strategically to look a bunny. Then you put ice in its tummy and put it on boo boos. We were pretty cool and made up a song and were very much set on marketing them and becoming millionaires. Unfortunately she moved away and our dream of helping boo boo's world wide was crushed. The tragedy of the story is not only did I not become rich and famous but I didn't have one today. Conner got his first boo boo today:( he was pulling himself up on the fireplace, lost his balance and, well I'm sure you can figure out the rest. I knew it was going to happen sooner or later as soon as he started pulling himself up onto things but it's still sad when it does. so he cried his non-existent tears for a few minutes. Instead of a boo boo bunny to make it all better he just got kisses and hugs from mom. HOPEfully that will have sufficed.

I don't know why the HECK this is sideways but as stated yesterday I'm not so patient with picture loading so you get this. As you can see a few minutes later he was all smiles. I love my baby!

Future firefighter?

Look at my cute baby! I just couldn't resist. Rusty's mom is a photographer so we get monthly photo shoots. (it makes it super convenient that I live with her!) here is his 9 month pic.
And because I know you are all SOOOOOO interested no, he didn't pee all over the place. (phew, I was sure holding my breath the whole time though)

p.s. I was going to put more but it is seriously taking like 3 months to load one picture and I am not a very patient person(today) so maybe tomorrow you will get more...maybe.

Operation: Fatty

So Conner went to the doctor yesterday for his 9 month check up. We all know that he is a little kid so it didn't surprise me to find out he was in the 10th %ile in height but what shocked me was he wasn't even CLOSE to being on the chart for weight. At his 6 month check up he was like 14.8 lbs and yesterday he was 15.2. He didn't even gain 1 pound in 3 months! crazy! Which is weird because I feel like he eats constantly. So anyway, my new role in his life is to fatten him up like Hansel and Grettle. (minus the whole eating him thing) I have 6 weeks before the next weigh in. Hopefully by then I will have a rolly polly pudger. Wish me luck!