El Poopido

Sunday July 10, 2011

Let me preface by stating that I do not speak Spanish. I am certain that what I just wrote is not Spanish. It is Fontanish and it means I am tired.

For those who follow may check in daily on blogger you will note that this was not posted the day that I am writing it. No, I am without Internet at the moment and so yesterdays post as well as this one are simply being typed in my favorite word processor and will be transferred over when I am connected. ‘The red zone is for the immediate loading and unloading of passengers only. There is no parking in the red zone…’ I know that this has absolutely nothing to do with anything but I just felt like I was making an announcement over a loud speaker at the airport whilst typing the bit about blog postings and it just popped in there. ‘What, what just popped in there?’ Sorry all, I was rollin. For those scratching heads, these are movie quotes. Feel free to name em in the comments.

Yes, well I am a bit tired. It has been a long few months and the move yesterday worked me over. I still have more to do and a house to clean but that won’t begin until tomorrow. I did do some work around here getting my bedroom set up and then trying to arrange the living room. My original plan there isn't going to work so a few adjustments will be required. I did manage to sneak in a couple of quick naps in the day. One on the floor in the extra room and another on the floor at Jay and Sara’s. We had a family get together for mom’s birthday and ate Hawaiian. I was in charge of the meat. I cooked the pork and merely provided the steak for bulgogi. I have never made it so Jay handled the prep and cooking of it. All was rather delicious. The only problem with Hawaiian is that there is a lot of food and it is all so good and so you have to have a little of everything and may end up over doing it a bit. That is where I was at when I retired to the floor and subsequently entered the world of snooze. I had strategically placed myself partially under the piano thinking it would provide shelter from a child that might decide to jump on a slumbering giant. My strategery was flawed and learning that lesson was a real thrill as Anna decided to jump off the top turnbuckle and provide a flying burrito to the mid section. When you are completely out and not expecting the pounce even a wee child like Anna can feel like a cannon blast to the gut.

El Poopido has a cousin – El Gasido. In Fontanish this is translated as I ate too many sugar free cookies and they gave me serious stomach cramps. The surgeon general really needs to get on this. There cannot possibly be a human alive that does not get excited about this no calorie option to sweets only to get their crap handed to them. For real. Surgeon Generals Warning: This product will cause you serious cramping and will generate unforgiving amounts of natural gas. Eat at your own risk. Something like that ought to do. For the love of all that is good and holy, please, don’t hold back. If you are going to eat something like that do it when you are going to enjoy some quality time outside and can release freely. Do not get yourself in a bind by eating them on a Saturday night and then waltzing into Church Sunday morning. Church is a no passing zone and believe you me when I say this – you will cramp up something fierce.

On more of a spiritual note – Ken and Georgie Bettridge spoke today. They are leaving in a week to go on mission. They spoke on the topic of gratitude and they were marvelous. Ken told a story of breaking his leg when he was younger. He was on his way out to the outhouse and slipped. Anyhow, they thought they were going to have to remove his leg. One doctor was determined to fix the leg and did so. Ken was told he would never play sports. He ended up playing basketball and enjoying normal activities. He talked about how grateful he was for the doctor that didn’t give up. It was a neat Sacrament meeting and I enjoyed the messages shared. They were great. I am grateful for Ken and Georgia and for all that they have done for me and the kids. I am grateful for them loving Jack when he would wander over to their house as well as Natty and Andy who would somehow find themselves there also. I am excited for them to serve and to see them when they return.

It is time for me to retire for the day. I am grateful to the Lord for the blessings he provides me in my life. I am grateful for my family and am looking forward to the kids coming home. I love them dearly and am missing them.