I saw this in the newspaper and knew I’d just have to blog it. This is really, truly from the Prince Valiant comic. It says it’s Sir Gawain in disguise, but you can judge for yourself.
I think the word bubble should say, “My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Now prepare to die!”
Prince Valiant + Princess Bride = Twue Wove? What will Westley say?
Hayden’s not just learning to crawl!
I wrote this in an e-mail to an old friend the other day. She probably thinks I’ve lost my mind. Then again, she probably still knows me well enough to know that I lost whatever I did have years ago.
I had a dream about you last night. Well, you were in it. It was weird. President Hinckley was at this . . . stake-conference-like meeting. He walked down the aisles and singled out families who would need to give all they had. He pointed to my mom and said, “The [my parents’ last name] family” (he knew our name!). I asked her and she said they had (or were supposed to have) $150,000 to give because that’s how much my family makes in a year (neither of which is true, I think). They had to give the money because some disaster was coming. Then we ran around my house like crazy getting together everything we needed (which is dumb because that’s why we have a 72 hour kit). I just knew I was going to forget something.
Now I’ve forgotten where you were in this dream. Seems like we sat together in another meeting. And then you were there for a minute while we were running around like crazy. And we hugged at some point. After all, it was apparently the end of the world. . . . It was a strange dream.
If dreams mean something then . . . um . . . I have no idea. But I’ve been missing spending time with her lately, so that might have something to do with it.
It was a strange dream. And really creepy.
I decided I wanted to read this article before I saw the title. I thought it was a list of good marriage habits—but no, it’s 8 Marriage Bad Habits: Is one yours? Sad to say that yes, at least one is ours. In fact, too often #1 is ours. Seems like the article’s right—just the other day, Ryan and I didn’t tell one another hardly anything about our days until we were brushing our teeth.
I’ll miss CSI and Law & Order and Without a Trace. But it’s probably worth it—if we can keep it up.
Lucky Spunky Puppy! (That’s the little stuffed dog’s name; it says so on its tag.)
Thanks to my Aunt Janet & Uncle Paul for sending us Hayden’s “lovey.” It’s perfect. It’s a tiny little blue velour puppy. It has a rattle in its belly. Hayden loves it, as you can see here.
Don’t waste time catching your friends up on each minute detail of your life: just blog it. A few minutes of typing up the most salient events and thoughts of your day eliminates clutter from your social life. Yes, you, too can shave valuable seconds off your face-to-face interaction times with a simple blog.
Why, just the other day, I looked up an old friend’s blog. We were able to talk as if we’d never been apart as we easily referenced things in one another’s blogs. Had we ever mentioned these events to one another? No! We shaved seconds off our conversation time by establishing our common references with the machines in our individual homes.
With our über-efficiency, we have entire minutes extra left to discuss the more important things of life. Like how we should spend more time together. Unfortunately, we’re far too busy blogging.*
*Some or, more accurately, just about all the details in this account are fictionalized and the names have been changed to protect the innocent. But since I didn’t include names here, I changed them only in my mind. I even changed my own name, just to protect me from myself. But since today is Tuesday, it doesn’t matter in the slightest.