Friday Fun

In Three Words – April 10th

Here’s a fun exercise from In Three Words: respond to the below pictures in just three words. I love these exercises because it forces me to be concise.

3-words

1.

The very first impression you had when you met


, originally uploaded by katiebate.

My answer: Proceed with caution


2.

What brings out the kid in you?


a frivolous moment, originally uploaded by jenny downing.

My answer: Chocolate chip cookies


3.

If you could tell him one thing

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My answer: Stop spending money.

Your turn.

Life

Changing Nicknames

So, we’re eating dinner the other night and I ask the boys what they think about the names I call them on this blog: GD and MK.

GD is okay with his nickname, but MK, not so much.

“What does MK stand for again?” he asks.

“Mushroom King,” I respond.

He vehemently shakes his head. “I don’t like it.”

“But why?” I ask. “You like everything to do with Mario.”

“Yeah, I like Mario, but Mushroom King sounds like I’m a drug dealer or something. People might get the wrong idea.”

Actually, I hadn’t thought of that.

So, I’d like to officially change MK’s nickname. From now on, my youngest son will be known as Jazz. Because as my youngest son says, “Jazz is my life.” (HA! It cracks me up when he says that).

And since I’m making a change to my youngest son’s name, I should be fair and change my oldest son’s nickname, too.

Actually, I’d rather change GD’s name anyway. Every time I type GD I always think of God d*mn and it makes me uncomfortable.

So, from here on out, GD will be known as Dude. Because we’re constantly saying things like, “Dude, go brush your teeth.”

Or

“Dude, cheer up.”

Or

“Dude, go to bed already.”

Kevin thinks I should just call them by their real names. But I’ve said it before, and I’ll say it again, I don’t want to do that because I don’t want someone to Google their names later in life and find something that might embarrass them or hinder them in some way.

So, Dude and Jazz it is. It fits them. 🙂

Here’s another video of Dude, Jazz, and Kevin at the dinner table. We’re doing another one of those Table Topic cards because it’s the only way we can coax the boys to talk to us.

Photo Story Friday

Photo Story Friday: Being Studious

Oh look! Another wonderful excuse to scan old pictures and bore you to tears!! Yay!

Studying for College, circa 1990

Me, circa 1990. I just started college and I’m studying Algebra. Going to college was a huge culture shock for me. I had been out of high school for a number of years and my scholastic skills were rusty, to say the least.

Actually, I was just happy to BE in college. I waited too long to take my ACT’s and my score wasn’t the best. In fact, I’m pretty sure the school accepted me because I was an older student … or they felt sorry for me because I’m sure I looked like a farm girl straight off the turnip truck.

I believe the plan at the time was to major in finance. I was working at a bank and it just seemed like the natural next step to go to school to study in the field I was currently working in.

It didn’t take long (in fact, I think it was my Calculus class, that I dropped, by the way) for me to figure out that A. I SUCK at math, seriously, I’m SO bad at it that Kevin has forbid me from helping the boys with their math homework because I confuse them so badly and B. I was bored out of my freaking mind. Finance was stale and dry for me.

I then went on to major in journalism and HA! What a joke. I liked it, until I found out that I would actually be required to TALK to people – pfft.

Uh, no.

I ended up majoring Technical (Professional) writing, which was a less lucrative avenue, but one much more suited to me.

This was our apartment and we hadn’t even been married a year. I’m in my jammies (if you look closely, you can see I’m flashing a little bit of flesh) and Kevin was annoying me because I was trying to study and he wanted to take pictures of me.

So, I wouldn’t look at him and tried to ignore him.

He took pictures anyway.

I remember that purple backpack – loved that thing.

I don’t, however, remember that kitchen floor / living room rug combo. Yuk. No wonder we got out of there ASAP. 🙂