What Should I Be When I Grow Up?

Haley and I had quite a fascinating conversation about what she should be when she grows up. After all according to her it is fast approaching because she only has 11 years until she is 18 and she would like to know by the time she goes to college. Her first thought was that she wanted to be a doctor. She quickly changed her mind because she told me she "doesn't want to touch everyone" and "especially if a lady is pregnant I don't want to check her pee pee!" Her next thought was a scientist "but if I mess up it will get all over me". Then came a garbage woman. That was quickly squashed because of course "I don't want to touch all of that trash". Then was the final revelation. A Mailwoman! There are so many positives of this. I asked her what they were and she said, "Well I would get to travel all over the world and if someone mails a letter to Santa I would get to meet him!" Ella even chimed in that if someone mailed a letter to God she could go meet Him too. Haley informed her "No you just put those letters under your pillow. (see Dear, Jesus post). So it looks like as of today she will be working for the postal service. The only down side she could think of was the paper cuts but she thinks she can avoid that if she is careful.

Happy Halloween A Little Late

Gabriella from High School Musical


And our very own policewoman and pinto horse.

The Boots

So this past weekend thanks to some wonderful friends and family,Chad and I were able to go up to Santa Barbara for a wedding. Now for quite a few weeks I was debating whether to go partly because my post pregnancy figure isn't quite where I would like it to be. Anyway I realized looking pregnant or not I wanted to go so I went in search of an outfit that I could try to look good in. Along came "the boots". I had bought a dress that I felt some really high boots would look good with. Should I have bought them at Target? Probably not but not all of us can afford expensive boots. Anyway I felt that I looked pretty good in them and at least from the knee down I felt confident. Well I probably should have walked around in them for awhile because half way through the evening my feet were killing and I could barely stand.

At one point during the night I had to make a trip to the car. There were several men from the reception out lingering and as I walked past them one of the men told me "that from where he was standing my boots looked beautiful" So pain or not I was pretty happy. I went back to the reception and was eager to tell my husband that I was hit on in the parking lot. My husband who normally shows no emotion over these rare times gives me a very incredulous look and asks "He really said that?" It was almost like he was going to go beat him up and fight over me!! I responded "yes he really did". Well my excitement over my husband's jealousy was short lived as it became aware to me that Chad thought he said "boobs" and not "boots" . After it became clear that it was just my shoes and not my body the man was after, Chad went back to his meal. Oh well....

Then came the end of the evening. The boots weren't done yet. As I stepped out of the van my heal gave way and my foot went to a complete right angle from my ankle. As I let out a scream and landed on the ground I thought for sure I broke it. My husband would say that I always think that whenever I hurt myself. He assured me it was just sprained and that I would be okay. So after several days it is feeling a little better. Here is a picture of my ankle. I am not sure if you can see it but it looks like I have a huge baseball on the side of my ankle. I would have posted a picture of the boots but I am not quite ready to put them back on yet.

The Joy of Food

I will freely admit that food can raise or lower my emotional state quite often. A simple Diet Coke delivered in the morning by my husband can put me in a good mood all day. Not getting one...well you can guess!



So the point of this post is to share my excitement about my dinner this evening. I know! Much like Tara's disclaimer on her cleaning posts you can feel free to stop reading but if you are like me and enjoy eating a great meal without a lot of work you will want to take notes.



As most of you know I do not have the time or desire to slave away on meals each day . I also much prefer when someone else cooks but since I haven't convinced my husband to pick of this duty yet I am stuck with it. We often opt for drive thru. Not the healthiest or cheapest route so I decided I would make an effort today and cook. Well not really cook but prepare.



It started with some chicken tenderloins from Trader Joes. I was quite proud of myself because with my mom's guidance on the phone I actually dipped them in milk, then egg, then a mix of bread crumbs and Parmesan cheese. A little olive oil in the pan and I was good to go. One step accomplished.



I then checked the freezer and had one of my most favorite things from Trader Joes stocked which is Fettuccine Alfredo. For those of you who enjoy it you should really pick some up. It comes in the bag just like the orange chicken and it cooks in like 5 minutes. All you have to do is pour it in a pan with two tablespoons water and simmer. It even starts with these little nests of noodles and wafers of cheese. I swear I get so much enjoyment by watching those nests break up and it all form into perfect Fettuccine Alfredo. Another easy thing done.



I had notified Chad at the start of preparation that we needed some vegetables for dinner and he could go buy whatever he wanted at the store. Little did I know he was going to come home with the most exciting part of the meal. He bought a bag of Broccoli Wokley!!!! Has anyone tried this yet? Okay so exciting. All you do is poke it with a fork and put it in the microwave for 4 minutes. It steams it perfectly! You are done!



To top the whole exciting easy meal off I also had him grab Homestyle Brownies out of the freezer dessert section. They are already in a pan and you just pop them in the oven. They taste just like you slaved away.



So all in all I kind of made a homemade meal tonight. I know I cheated a lot but can you just feel the joy I have right now? And it was all so yummy like I spent hours on it when I literally had it done in like 10 minutes!

Sorry I wish I had energy to take pictures for you but I did just cook dinner so I need to rest:)

Oktoberfest

It is hard to believe it has been a year since I have been blogging. It was this time last year after Oktoberfest that I did a post on the money vault. I am excited to try to beat my record of last year. Hopefully I won't be as nervous this time and can focus better. I hope you all come see us. We will be there all weekend. It is a rare opportunity to get any treat I offer all in one place since we will have the apple cart there as well. So if you feel like a frozen cheesecake, frozen banana, or a killer apple here is your chance!!! Or you could sign up and see if you can get a turn in the money vault as well.

Feel free to park behind the Yogurt Mill in the covered parking! Come celebrate Fall!!!

The Downside of Digital Cable

I knew the day was going to come. I even started prepping my husband for it a few months ago but he seemed unconcerned.
Last night it arrived! Chad was working in the office. Haley, Ty and I were working late at the store. I guess Ella had to occupy herself before bed and was flipping through the vast number of channels that our digital cable allows. Now for a five year old she doesn't seem to go by any numbers other then 47 for her favorite shows. There must not have been anything on because she was deciding on what channel she wanted by the icons that appealed to her. She kept whining for Chad to help her because she had passed the channel she had wanted and needed help finding it again. So Chad got up to help her. He asked what channel it was. She replied that she didn't know but that it had a little bunny on it! You guessed it! My daughter was trying to watch the playboy channel. Now obviously we don't subscribe to that channel so there isn't anything there other than the number to call if you want to sign up but still it was a scary enough wake up call that I think I will call COX tomorrow and just get Basic!

The Creator of Wall Ball

So Haley is growing up a little too fast for my taste. Today she told me she was going to "google" something and I about had a heart attack. Anyway she has had quite a massive crush on a little boy at school named Tommy. She has written him notes that thankfully I have intercepted and revised before she actually had a chance to give. In one she told him how she "liked him a lot" and then went on to explain to him that she didn't say "love" because they weren't there yet.
Well she has been asking me a lot if she can marry him and I explained that it was way too early to think about that yet and that whoever she married needed to love Jesus. And that is why I suggested someone more like Caleb (sorry Heather:)) Anyway she must have been thinking long and hard about this because it has been several weeks since the topic has come up. Today she told me that she thinks Tommy does love Jesus.
I asked, "Really why is that?"
"Well because Mommy, Tommy loves to play wall ball at school and God created the people that made wall ball so I am sure that Tommy loves Jesus because he loves wall ball so much."

And there you have it! The rationale of a seven year old in love!

Who's Cuter?

So I knew ever since the time Haley asked the Von's employee why he was so little (he was a "little person") that there were bound to be many more embarrassing moments to come.

Today was one of them. We were at the bay with some relatives. One cousin just recently had a baby and was sitting next to me with her new little one. Haley came over and sat on my lap and said "So Mom is Ty cuter? I quickly glanced over to see if anyone was paying attention and then quickly scolded Haley for asking such a rude question! I think I also shook my head "no". She was not discouraged from the conversation, however and said, "But Mom, you said he was!" I was mortified and tried to rack my brain as to when I made such a statement when I had only seen pictures of the new baby. Could I have been so stupid to actually make a remark like that in front of Haley? I said "No Haley I didn't say that!" She replied very emphatically "Yes you did! You said Ty was the CUTEST baby in the World"

And there you have it! I said it. Not directly related to any particular comparison but I did make that claim. Can you blame me?

Baffling Comments

Many times through out my day I love to be sarcastic with family, friends, and especially employees. But there are those few people that cross your path who you just can't seem to say what you want in fear of hurting their feelings. Sooo I thought I would post about it instead.

In the bank parking lot as I was approaching my car an elderly woman was admiring a sleeping Ty. She asked me how old he was and I responded about 6 weeks old. Her response, "So he hasn't opened his eyes yet?"

My actual response was a smile along with "yes he has, he is just sleeping right now"

What I wanted to do was to inform her that she must have mistaken my son for a kitten or a puppy. One of the two.

A couple of days later. One of my newest employees in Alpine was helping me load my car and saw Ty in his car seat. Her question, "Is this the baby you had a few weeks ago?"

My actual response, "yes"

What I wanted to say was "No this is the one I had yesterday the one I had a few weeks ago is at home!'

My New Employee

I had a very exciting time at the Yogurt Mill today. As I was getting ready to leave I went to get my stuff out of my office and was surprised to find it locked. I stood on my tip toes and peered through the glass and was even more surprised to find a naked woman bending over. At first I thought it was my employee coming in for the next shift, but then I saw a bunch of items spread out over some of our tables and realized that it was just some random person using my office. I asked the girl working at the time if someone asked to use it and she said no.

At this point I realized my purse with quite a bit of money was just hanging open in there so I started to get a little nervous. I peered in again and this time she was rummaging through my desk. I started banging on the door. She said " Come in I am all dressed now, I just need to brush my hair" I said,"This is my personal office you can't use it I am sorry" Her reply was that she was getting ready for work. I asked her where she worked and she replied ,"I work here!" I said "no, you don't". She informed me that she had worked the last five days straight. At this point I knew one of us must be crazy and I figured it wasn't me. I suggested to her that maybe she worked at the other Yogurt Mill and was really confused. She didn't like that suggestion.

I quickly told my actual employee to then call security as I continued to argue with the woman about her position at my store. She wanted to speak to the manager after I informed her I was the owner and I thought I knew who my employees were. She then demanded I pay her for her last five days of work and to get her time card. I said we didn't have time cards. She then wanted my name so she could report me. She said "it's Heather right". I said,"yes, Heather".

Security finally arrived to escort her out and as I was getting in my car to leave I noticed I had an unknown phone in my purse and that it must have been hers. I gave it to the security guard who ran after her down the street to return it.

It wasn't until I arrived in Alpine later that I then discovered a bottle of pills she had stuck in my purse as well. She must have thought she was going home with my bag after her shift. As to why she was naked in my office I do not know. She walked out with nothing in her hands. All I can figure is that she took off her clothes and was so out of it she put the same ones right back on.

And just when you thought the whole thing couldn't get any weirder. I was pulling out of Fashion Valley tonight six hours later and who did I see? None other then my new naked employee sitting on the asphalt in middle of the parking lot. Mind you she wasn't naked this time, but she was being guarded by two security officers. I was going to swing by and give her her meds but I figured I would just give them to her tomorrow at work.