Category Archives: The Ins and Outs of Us

Happy to be named Shana

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So I’ve been seeing people putting on facebook what their name means according to the urban dictionary. One poor girl’s name was the indian word for scrotum (that’s just wrong people) so, I am very thankful that it says my name means:

  • Strong character, incredible beauty, amazing passion & love for life
  • She will rock your world (hmm, not sure about that)
  • Imagine everything you want and that is her (oh boy, I’m blushing)
  • Eyes full of life and mystery (sleepy eyes right now)
  • One look and that’s all it will take for you to fall under her spell (hmm…)
  • A lover of everything in this world from movies, books, food and life she will open your eyes more than ever imagined
  • If you find her keep her (makes me want to run and hide now like Waldo in “Where’s Waldo?”)

**then below all of this it says Shana is slang in Irish for “get me some of that”. (I guess one can interpret that however????)

…And there was one more definition that I can’t post here, very nasty language. And mean too.

He’s such a stud

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Remember this post where I wrote about Adam being nominated for employee of the month? Well…folks….winner winner, chicken dinner!!! I will be sleeping next to a real live super-star tonite~and a hottie at that! And, to think that he’s only been there since September. Wow…think of things this great man could do with more time. Time to watch this movie again…oh, and I’m sure glad Adam’s eyes are a lot better since the accident so he isn’t like the guy in this video with the bottle-cap glasses (“I don’t know what I see”).

what we learned from the little people

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If you didn’t read the earlier post about the little people’s visit, do so now…

So, here is what we learned from their all too brief stay.

  • In first and third grade you can’t do homework in pen. Adam tried and got the kids in trouble…notes were sent home on day two about using pencils!!!
  •  Giving a child free reign in the library to pick any book he would like us to read him to bed probably isn’t the best idea. Two minutes later he comes carrying out a children’s encyclopedia, 300 pages long and of course Adam cannot say no (note to self: set a limit on the size of the book I guess). She comes carrying out three scrapbooks telling our life story.
  • Getting “ready for bed” might just end up taking an hour and a half
  • Next time I need to be better prepared to have my hair styled. I didn’t have near enough product for her to use on my hair for the styles she was wanting to try. As Adam said the night they were gone (to soothe me in case I was feeling withdrawals)….honey, do you want me to french braid your hair?
  • When they say they want the salad bar at Pizza Hut they really just want a teaspoon of chocolate pudding
  • Sometimes it is easier to just give in
  • And, last but definitely not least because this is the BEST lesson learned. Apparently, this isn’t the best way to wear them out. To run them down and tire them out for bed after they’ve had ice cream after school, soda and hot chocolate at supper and cookies for dessert. Because they were still up and going at 11pm!

a leetle bit of this and that…

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I’m just getting around to writing about our trip to Kearney last week. We started out by watching several basketball games. Our two younger nieces play on the same team and it was nice to actually watch them this year as they are at an age where everyone knew which direction to run on the court and how to dribble, etc. Good times good times.

We then moved on to my nephews games. He plays both JV and Varsity and is very good of course. We just love this picture. We think he is perhaps warming up for a future in ballet maybe (#24).

We then switched gears and watched our niece play her game. She is a senior and headed to state I am sure as they are doing very well this season. She is also still hoping to make it into an ivy league college so we are very proud of her. These kids are so calm, cool and collected on the court. This is something they have learned from their parents. This picture shows this. Becky is shooting at the line and you can’t hardly tell it. No pressure there. It reminds us of her older sister, Jordan at state four years ago (which they won, by the way) where she was at the line (by herself by the way because it was for a technical) in front of hundreds of fans and hit each bucket and did it effortlessly.

Then, one more final game. Our nephew’s varsity game. Yes, at this point we had callused bleacher butt and my sister said suck it up as she does this 96.3% of her life so she is used to it. This game had this ginormous kid…6’10” and only a junior (can’t wait until next year, baby!). I imagined his name was Sven and he was from Switzerland or somewhere like that (they grow them big there, don’t they?) but then I suppose Nebraskans like to say….”that there is a nice, big corn-fed boy”. Whatever that means, like corn will make us big and strong. “Eat your corn John-boy so you can be big and strong like Sven on that basketball team!!!”. I know #11 is a wonderful young man but I just have to put this picture in here to illustrate Sven’s size.

We then headed to my sister’s house where we got to meet Slyther’s replacement (you know, the albino snake that choked on it’s dinner). Well, I guess they were out of albinos so this one isn’t but it is growing well we were told…”up to two mice per feeding now”. They say it like a proud mama and papa would! She named this one Slink. So, okay..I know it doesn’t look that big now but you have to understand our concerns. They are telling us it will get to 4-6 feet long and pretty thick around and the room we sleep in when we visit is just down the hall. This is really bothersome to little ol’ us. And, Calissa, too…I mean, look at her face when she is looking at Slink:

"holy schneikes!"

Finally, a couple of innocent funny little things heard at my sisters house last week:

  • what is ignorant? (asked by one young niece)
  • he’s like 40, he’s really really old (a comment made about a professional athlete)