New Blog

Michelle and I decided to start a joint blog that both of us will be posting to...most likely her more than I. Anyway, the new url is benandchelle.blogspot.com, so I will probably blog there from now on. The tone of my posts will likely not change, but you will have the added benefit of actually being able to find out what's going on in our lives in addition to the meaningless posts that I usually do.

New Post!

This post is going to be short. I just wanted to get going again because the last time I wrote was last September and I kind of want to start up again, so rather than wait I decided to post next to nothing. For those of you who didn't know, whether it's because I don't know you or I don't like you and haven't told you, I'm getting married on Saturday. I'll be able to post more after the dust settles from that.

Oh, and we moved our stuff in on Saturday and I just had to comment on the bed set. Our bed is HUGE! Michelle will need a step ladder just to climb up on it. I'm off.

Crazy Dream #2

It's time for the second installment of "My Crazy Dreams." I just made that up, so hopefully I continue to have these weird dreams. My bet is that shouldn't be an issue. This is a short one.

I had just gotten out of the shower and gone through the normal routine of getting ready, including combing my hair--which takes all of about 20 seconds. For some reason, I switched combs halfway through, and oddly enough I wasn't looking at myself while I combed. I went to my room to put a shirt on and then returned to the bathroom to look in the mirror. To my astonishment, I had a giant green patch of paint on one section of my hair, and a second, brown patch of paint on another section of my hair. On closer examination of my combs, I noticed that the paint (???) was coming off the combs and staying on my hair.

Panicking, I decided to wash my head in hot water under the bathtub faucet. After running the water for a minute or so, I felt something coming out of my hair. Starting to feel somewhat relieved that I might be able to salvage my hair and save others from having to look at my lumpy, shaved head, I pulled my hand in front of my eyes just to verify. However, when I saw the substance on my fingertips, I found that it was neither green nor brown, but red. Blood!

The End.

Where's Willy?

I'm not really sure who came up with the idea, or who thought it would be a good idea, but several years ago I started noticing Willy Wonka look-a-likes/wannabes popping up all over the place. You know the ones I'm talking about--the girls who think it's fashionable to wear ridiculously huge, white-rimmed sunglasses.

Who designed these things? A 4-year old? Bozo? A blind man? Regardless of who designed them, I'm amazed that people buy them. Who cares about the fact that they're lacking fashion sense, I'd rather they had at least a hint of common sense. Alas, I fear that is too much to ask.

Oh, and dark rims don't make them any better.

It's That Time of Year Again

Yes, my friends, it is one of the most exciting times of year. The days are getting shorter, the air is getting cooler, and school is starting up again. That can only mean one thing--football is right around the corner. And by right around the corner I mean this coming Saturday! The long drought of good sports on television (minus the Olympics, of course) is finally at an end. What's that you say? Baseball was going on all summer long? It's still going? Thanks for proving my point.

Back to football. I grew up watching (college) football games on TV with my dad. I was taught at an early age to love all things BYU. I don't recall exactly when I started watching and enjoying football, but I know that it was at least as early as the Ty Detmer years (circa 1989), because I remember how excited I was to get his autograph at one time. Unfortunately, it was on a little scrap of paper that quickly found its way into the dark abyss of inconveniently lost items to go along with single socks, keys, and marbles. That didn't deter me, however, as I have grown to love football even more with each passing year (don't tell Michelle...she might get jealous).

Thus, even though being back in school is definitely NOT the most exciting thing to happen in the fall, football more than makes up for it. It's what gets me through each week, knowing that at least there will be more football to watch. Some might say that I obsess about it a bit too much, that I expend way too much energy on my fanaticism. They would be right. But hey, everyone needs a hobby, right? I'll leave you with this video clip and say, "Happy Football Season!"



See more videos at video.cougarboard.com.

My Long-Awaited Return

"I'm back! Thank you! Thank you! You're all so very kind. Oh please, stop. I really don't deserve all this attention. I don't know what I'd do without such devoted fans...all 3 of you. You know who you are. Actually, maybe you don't. Come to think of it, neither do I. But that's really beside the point."

So, after a lengthy hiatus, I have decided that it's finally time to put at least something up, just to let you all know that yes, I am alive. To be honest, though, there is so much that I could potentially write about, and so little actually coming to mind. So, you'll just have to make do with whatever I end up writing, won't you?

The first thing that popped into my head just now concerns driving in heavy traffic during construction. When a sign says, "LEFT LANE CLOSED AHEAD," what exactly does it signify? Does it mean, "The lane you are currently in is merging into the lane to your right. Please make an effort to merge into the other lane as soon as possible so as to avoid slowdowns and bottlenecks"? Or does it mean, "The lane you are currently in is merging into the lane to your right. Please speed past the suckers who are already in the other lane until you can physically go no farther without running over our cones. Also, be mindful that doing so may cause miles of heavy traffic because you will inevitably have to slam on your brakes, initiating a ripple effect that will infuriate those behind you. But don't worry about them, because you just saved yourself a precious 30 seconds with your last second heroics"?

Pre-Parenting Quiz

They should make people know how to correctly identify these methods of baby "operation" before being able to have children...though I really don't know who "they" are. Anyway, I totally would have gotten these wrong, and I'm pretty sure I've met actual parents that would have, too.

Though what's really sad is that the baby could probably lift more than me.