Honey Funnies

Where I highlight my glorious husband and how wonderful and often hilarious it is to live with him! ~

[April 29th, 2012]

t ~

"One of the reasons I'm excited to make chili is this!"

*points to our biggest pot*

"We haven't used it yet! And I'm going to christen it with chili!!"

*carly laughs and types away.*

t ~

"Are you writing it down?!"

[May 22nd, 2012]

My birthday is tomorrow and my Tommy hates surprises. Giving them and getting them. 

I found this out the first christmas I knew him when he bought his lovely sister Windy a red bathrobe. He seemed completely confident she'd love it, but then wanted to consult me about every present idea he had for me. Presents are supposed to be surprises! I told him he needed to just get me something he thought I would like, I couldn't peek at my presents early or hand-pick my own out for him. 

"You did just fine with Windy's present!" I remember saying. 

He replied, 

"...That's because she picked it out. I already knew she'd love it." 

~ 4-5 years later ~

My birthday is tomorrow. He approaches me saying...

t ~

 "Carly, I'm really bad with surprises..."

I laugh, "Tommy, do you want to tell me something?"

t ~

 "I got us candles."

c ~

 "ooooo, cake candles or sexy candles?!"

t ~

 "I'm not telling.  

                ...Turn around."

*turns me around so I'm facing the living room and then proceeds to open the drawer directly behind me that is very squeaky and full of plastic bags that crackle.*

c ~

 "Wow Babe, did you hide them in that drawer?" I say laughing and laying on the sarcasm.

t ~

 "ta-da!"

c ~ *turns around and gasps*

 "YAY!!!"

They are candles to make our apartment smell like fresh linen!!! And they really do smell like fresh laundry!

c ~

"I knew it! I knew I smelled fresh laundry when I came home but I searched every outlet for a scented plug in and couldn't find one!"

t ~

"I was testing it out earlier..."

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Tommy and I were sharing a bowl of soup over a chat in the kitchen.

He offered me the last bite and I took it thinking, "He's so sweet, I wanna kiss him!"

but then I thought better of it, as my mouth was full of soup.

I kissed him 30 seconds later instead. 

t ~ *rolls his eyes*

 "You and your premeditative kissing."

c ~

 "Yep babe, I think about it."

t ~

 "...you didn't get what I said at all did you."

c ~

 "You said 'you and your premeditative kissing'."

t ~

 "...oh.

that's not what I meant..."

[June 1st, 2012]

c ~

"If I were an animal, what would I be?"

t ~

*immediately*

"Monkey."

c ~

"that was fast. why?"

t ~

"because you're my little monkey."

[June 13th, 2012]

[after competition and not much sleep for several weeks esp. the previous few days]

t ~

 "Carly, do you know what you should do?"

c ~

 "What."

t ~

 "Make me milk-chocolate."

c ~

 "...You mean chocolate milk?"

t ~

 "My brain hurts."

I love him.

(July 17th) So....

...Pepper fell in the toilet. 

Not gonna lie, I laughed pretty hard because this has been a long time coming. Plus her shocked little "mews" were pretty funny. Yes darling, there is water in there. You've been staring at it and circling it for about a week now. 

Here's a fact for you: Pepper loves toilet paper. 

So when we willingly put toilet paper in this big, porcelain thing, she gets intrigued. Crazy intrigued. 

Every time I go to the bathroom she rushes in and proceeds to scope out the situation. "What'cha doing Carly?", "Where's the toilet paper going?", "Let me see if I can catch it and rip it out of your hands before you continue putting good toilet paper down in that white thing!". 

I've pretty much won this game every time. Thank you, thank you. So as the loser she gets up on the toilet seat afterwards and circles. She peers inside. She wobbles on that slick smooth surface. I watch her and think, you crazy girl, you're going to fall in. She continues to search. She'll reach a paw down under the seat and feel around. She sniffs. Where is that confounded toilet paper! I know you put it in here. 

Today was different. 

Today I wasn't going into the bathroom to even use the porcelain Toilet Paper Snatcher. I was going in there to throw away my tissue in the garbage. Pepper noticed that tissue and that I was on the move and she ran to follow me. And just as I was tossing it into the trash can, she leaped onto the toilet to see where this precious tissue was going to go, and just continued sliding. 

Right into the middle of quite a large splash in fact. 

She was shocked. And beside herself. And wet from her waist down. 

So I picked her out of the toilet while laughing and telling her she was alright. Put her in the sink, grabbed a towel and started drying her down and wringing out her little feet.

Then I wrapped her up and we cuddled and she purred. 

9:07 am and already an eventful morning : ) 

Bath time has been bumped up to tonight.

Dumps of Pepper: July 9th

Pepper is everywhere. 

You know that suddenly mobile stage when kids go from crawling to walking and every mother is suddenly wondering how her baby-proof house suddenly  became terribly un-toddler proof? 

Well, we have arrived. Pepper is currently sitting on top of my head. 

She climbed up my back. Have your children done that?! I didn't think so. 

Two days ago I found her perched at my eye level on top of our hanging cloth shelves in the closet. Ever since she conquered this 5 foot vertical challenge, she has been going crazy. She climbs up our closet all the time now and took an interesting walk last night along the top of my hanging clothes just by walking from hanger top to hanger top. If my clothes were any lighter, she'd have tanked but lucky her she's only had 30ish cans of cat food in the past few weeks. Another couple weeks and she'll be too big. 

After meeting with such success walking on top of my half of the closet, she decided to try out Tommy's side of the closet. It was much more entertaining for us spectators on the bed because Tommy does not have as many items of clothing as I do. Shocker I know. His hangers therefore do not create a solid cat-road, but instead a hole-filled one. She started falling about ten shirts in and slowly slid down one of his white dress shirts, claws fully extended. I haven't checked the damage on it yet but I'm sure church next sunday is going to be interesting : ) 

Pepper is also currently in love with our windowsills. We have two windows in this place and they are both open all the time. It's super exciting. They both present challenges however. One window almost always has the curtain closed over it, and the other almost always has the blinds down. So far she has had more success with the blinds as she has found she can nose a whole between the slats and squeeze the rest of her body through fairly easily. 

She'll stay hidden behind those blinds for quite a while thinking she's completely incognito while we watch her tail sticking out in full view flicking back and forth : ) My favorite thing thus far was when she found her tail flicking about on the outside of the blinds and tried to catch it. She pretty much got really tangled and it didn't last long. But boy oh boy did we love watching!

A July 7th Poem

It's only been a sprinkle of days since July 4th

and we're sitting on our couch watching windows

holding popping shots and sprinklers and cops yelling

"come out carlos".

We're eating smoothies.

You made them out of frozen bananas you skin like yams

and peaches and oranges and juice concentrate

and three otter pops:

Blue, red and purple.

I spoon my smoothie out of a mason jar we bought for our wedding

and I get goosebumps as I seep that liquid crisp deep inside of me.

"Carlos, carlos come out with your hands up!"

There's a diamond in my smoothie

A big clear one that's as big as a dime spun all the way around

and I suck on it everytime it lands in my tiny spoon

plop it back in till it sinks down and fools me into thinking it's a bubble.

You're fighting dragons as we sit on our couch

we wonder if we should tell those girlgirls to scram it on back to the

apartments their parents paid for

put on some longer shorts and for the love 

stop screaming about gun shots into your earsquishing cell phone

every time someone in town lights off a firecracker. 

"Carlos, we know you're in there, come out man."

i swallow my diamond.

Dashes of Pepper (July 6th)

Pepper really is like our baby. 

We litter-trained her, give her baths, she keeps us up all night wanting to play, when she naps, I nap. 

Her play time with Tommy is rough and tumble and for a long time!

She loves it.

I think she is brave and learning so quickly because he challenges her and helps her rise to the occasion.

 Her play time with me is cuddling, sneak-attacking me, 

chasing my hair, sitting on my shoulder or the counter so she can watch me cook, wash dishes or get ready in the morning.

She also has a fascination with technology. She loves to chew on cords, watch t.v., and really loves exploring our computers, especially while we are using them. Today I opened my computer and found the screen completely darkened... "Pepper Sprinkle" #1.

I turned up the screen lights all the way, and found this in my google search:

"t6 ycll. 12uyyywef"

and this in my wiki search:

"1111111111111"

Someday we'll teach her to type. 

Or not to go online without adult supervision.

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We have discovered that Pepper LOVES things that should be in the garbage. We will probably never need to buy her toys. She just goes up to the nearest garbage like a toy chest and takes her pick.

Pepper loves:

Toilet paper

otter pop wrappers

broken ear buds

Paper bag

toes

fingers

hair

a plastic bag tied shut with a t-shirt inside of it

electrical cords of all kinds

bag of pillow stuffing

shoe laces

styrofoam

plastic wrappers from the garbage

blue tootsie pop wrapper

pens

hair ties

hair clips

socks

sock ball

my belts/scarfs/dresses/bras/necklaces....anything that hangs in the closet

hiding under bed

under couch

under camping chair

being sneaky through the hole in the sewing machine

exploring the bathtub before, after, and during our showers

swatting at everything that hangs

dresses, scarfs, bras in the closet, necklaces, drapes, 

4th of July

Independence Day JUST happened right? 

Well, a girl can pretend. 

Guess what? We had our first grown up 4th party! 

I'd been thinking that it would be really fun to get together with friends:
- outside
- have a potluck b.b.q.
- bring some babies and animals 

and party like "mini-families/twenty-somethings/young adult's with social lives" are supposed to!

And guess what? It turns out I wasn't the only one thinking the same thing! It was great!

We all got together and threw a bash on our own apartment prickle-lawn. Success indeed!

Potluck/BBQ! check.

Baby! check.

Friends! check.

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This handsome little man is Sawyer, 

Peppers first friend ever!

She started out hissing at the poor guy, 

but after awhile they started playing and wrestling and continued on for 2 hours. 

They were in animal-friend heaven. 

And afterward, they each slept for about 3 hours.

Becca came!

Thanks for sitting on my blankets bec! Nobody else did cause, man it was hot.

1st Family picture

We are missing all these friends now that the semester is over!

I hope they all move into our new complex next winter.

Master plan.

After that party,

we just stuck around for phase 2.

Another BBQ with baked ribs, and tri-tip, and catch phrase AND

fireworks.

And a really pretty sky.

And I didn't take pictures of the fireworks. 

Imagine can o' worms, flowers, sparklers and some colorful big ones.

I am so grateful to have great friends, jobs, safety, a place to live, food, a country I love and the ability to worship our God however I choose without persecution.   

Ketchup

Alright Nakies,

I've got over 2 months of posts to catch up on. Get ready for lots of catch-up.


Enjoy these pictures of the dynamic duo while you wait:

I think they're the cutest.