What I Like

So I haven't blogged in a while and Jared told me that I really needed to so that he would have something to read....let's see how long it takes him to discover that I have blogged! hehe (I think my evil laugh might possibly need a little work...)


Anyway, I don't really have anything I want to say so here's some things I like cause that's what I feel like talking about.  These aren't in any particular


1. coffee
2. feeling like I'm accomplishing something
3. Lilah my kitty
4. when Lilah bites Jared cause he is bugging her
5. singing at the top of my lungs in the car
6. singing at the top of my lungs everywhere else
7. spending all day reading a really good book
8. baking homemade cookies, bread, etc.
9. Jared
10. old buildings
11. sleeping til noon
12. waking up super early
13. sitting on my outside and listening to the lake and ducks
14. ducks
15. walking around barefoot
16. chocolate chip cookie dough
17. the numbers 17 and 19 (don't know why)
18. CakeWrecks
19. Epbot
20. mountains and cornfields and Oregon and Iowa
21. how green the world is sometimes
22. the way rain sounds and smells and how wet it is...makes me happy!
23. hmm i think i like the number 23 too
24. being sarcastic
25. running (course I really don't like running too so I don't know if I can officially count it...cancels itself out)
26. writing down stories from my head  I never get very far, but I really enjoy writing them.  I hope to finish one someday...
27. lazy days with no real responsibility


This isn't everything cause I like lots and lots of things and people....but its some of them :)

Reason #72 why i love my hubby

As stated above, reason #72 why I love my hubby:  he allows me to play the chivalrous card.

Now I suppose I should explain the above comment...Tonight Hubby and I were working on one of his messages for church and he decided he was thirsty.  He then got up and went to the kitchen to get some ice water.
This starts an interesting conversation that is illustrated below...

Me: Honey, will you get me some water?

Hubby: Well, I was going to ask you if you wanted some, but since you asked....NO!  You have destroyed my dreams and I will never ever get you water for as long as you live! You will ask and ask and ask, but no one will ever let you near water. EVER. (ok, maybe that was a little exaggerated...a little...)

Me: Can you put ice in it too?

Hubby: You are seriously going to ask me for ice, when I just told you I wasn't getting you water?

Me: yeah...

Hubby: Why?

Me: Because you are a chivalrous hubby who loves me very much (said very sweetly with much eye lash batting)


Hubby: Are you really going to play the chivalrous card?

Me nodding while smiling....(probably somewhat creepily)

This is where Hubby looked at me like I was absolutely ridiculous and started trying to flick me with water...from 14 feet away.  Now that may sound a little crazy, but I can guarantee that the parts to follow quickly make this seem perfectly normal...


I blinked. Every single time he flicked me with water from 14 feet away.  I shut my eyes tight like I was afraid I was going to get water in them!  I couldn't help it!  I saw those fingers dripping with water, moving quickly to flick those drops in my face, so in order to save myself from getting soaked through, I continued to snap my eyes closed at the first sign of water coming towards me....even though it never came anywhere near me.

This reaction to his water flicking of course made Hubby start laughing and then me laugh, while pretending to be horrified that he would laugh at me for being cautious about his water flicking...but then the tables turned...

I caught him using drops of water off his fingers to try to water the kitchen plant, while yelling "Live!" over and over at the top of his lungs!

It was the funniest thing ever!  And when I pointed it out to him, he just kept going.  It was the funniest thing!  and the plant wasn't even dying yet!  (i'm really surprised by that too cause I do not really water it....ever...)

So after all that was done, Hubby comes back into the living room. and I got my glass of ice water.  What a sweet hubby he is!  



UPDATE: I just told Hubby that I never say mean things....he looked at me like I was lying of something and said "aren't you living in a fantasy?"  What do you think that means???!?!?  


UPDATE #2: HAHAHAHAHAHA

The Perfect Cup of Coffee

Is there really such a thing as the perfect cup of coffee?? I decided to test that theory, and here is how I went about it:

Step 1: Theory - There is such a thing as the Perfect Cup of Coffee

Step 2: Research - Search various online articles about how to make the best cup of coffee ever....ask around and identify why people actually like coffee anyway.

Step: 3: Testing - Get lots and lots of coffee and drink it! (my favorite part!)

Step: 4 - Develop a conclusion based on the results of the research and testing.


Anyway, so after extensive testing (or about 5 minutes of research mixed with years of coffee drinking....) the conclusion states that I was....(Man is this hard to say!) WRONG! There is no such thing as the Perfect Cup of Coffee....It all boils down to three main qualifiers:

1. How many cups have you had today?
2. Did you have an appropriate amount of sugar and creamer to add to your coffee?
3. Do you actually like coffee?

I will post my results on how to make an ALMOST perfect cup of coffee at a later date...right now I'm going to head for bed....I got work in the morning!


Oh and I got the picture here