Shine on!

These are the before and after pics of our drinking glasses. The first picture is how our dishes have been looking for a couple of months. I had tried a bunch of different things to get them to come out clear again and nothing was working. So we called a dishwasher repair guy to see what the deal was. We ended up giving him 60 bucks to tells us that dishwashers aren't built like they used to be and are basically just sanitizers, not really cleaners...so we should just try using things like jet dry (which I had been using all along...) Thanks buddy.

So whenever we had people over for dinner, I would hand wash everything before setting the table so they wouldn't think our dishes were dirty! That got old real fast and didn't even work that well, so I was on the look for improvement, without buying a new dishwasher.

Turns out, all we needed was a little LEMI SHINE!!!!

Holy cow! I put a little Lemi Shine in a load and they came out sparkling, just as the bottle says! It's silly to be so excited about clean dishes, but this stuff works great! I feel like our glasses and other dishes look brand new and all shiny and smooth. No more filmy residue in this house!!!

So, if you too are having the dishwasher blues, try lemi shine!!!

In other news:

George and I spoke in church a couple of Sundays ago and it actually went well. We were the only speakers and we had what we thought to be a difficult topic - two miracles that Christ performed and how they have made an impact in your life. Eeek. I don't mind giving talks and doing sharing time, but I was still pretty nervous, especially because this was our first time speaking since getting married! Since my voice is already high and I look pretty young, I wanted to make sure that my talk was solid and that I looked good. When I'm nervous, I talk faster and my voice goes higher - so I'm sure that no one over the age of 70 actually heard my talk that Sunday, but hopefully I looked cute up there to them! Anyway, I picked a more 'grown-up' looking outfit and did my hair and make-up extra nice. Just as we walked in the front doors of the church a very sweet old lady walked up to me and goes, "You look just like a little girl!". How do you respond to that one!? I just sarcastically laughed and said, "why thank you". I'm hoping that she was just admiring my youth and didn't actually mean that I looked like a ten year old. Whatever, people are funny and make good stories to tell and laugh at later.

Here's to youth!!!

AHHLLERGIES

This blog is going to start out with a really attractive picture of me....

This is how I feel about allergies...

...especially because I've never had them in my whole 22 years! Saturday night we were just chillen after we got home from a lil party and it was like BOOM! I got hit with allergies! It is so totally different than actually being sick. Out of nowhere, I was stuffy, my eyes were dry and puffy and I was not happy about it. I took a benydryl and felt better really fast and also fell asleep really fast.... I know you can get allergies whenever in your life but man it hit me fast and I don't totally get it! Sunday night we were in Sedona and didn't have the meds on us and the allergies were really giving me their best shot! I mean my gums were even itchy! I felt like I had been crying for hours or something because my eyes were puffy and dry/watery at the same time! Also, the constant burny feeling in my nose like I'm about to sneeze, but not actually sneezing - not fun either.

I feel bad for all you allergy sufferers, I never knew how annoying it was!

Even though I randomly got allergies, we got a quick weekend away to Sedona and the picture below explains how I felt about that!!

Please don't pee your pants!

Man oh man! What a week it has been. The weather is absolutely incredible in Mesa right now and we have been taking advantage of it with hikes and playing at the park. Sometimes we hit up the local parks twice a day! (the girls are lucky)

Unfortunately, we will not be frequenting the park for a while because of three-ish incidents that happened that did not make for a happy nanny!

Before I tell you what went down, know that every single time we leave the house a big deal is made about the potty and everyone HAS to go before we leave. The potty is a common topic of conversation for two 5 years old girls.

Tuesday - at an awesome park, the blondie pees her cute little dark skinny jeans. She didn't tell me and I didn't notice...until I gave her a piggy back ride and got pee all over my sweater...

So, we had another big conversation about the potty and why we HAVE to use it before we go anywhere, and how the nanny doesn't know what their bodies are telling them...and that they HAVE to tell me if they gotta go!

Wednesday - at an even cooler park that is near some property with horses and goats! I see a mysterious brown spot on the darkie's tights (who is 8 months older) when she did the monkey bars but decided it could have been anything and I didn't want her to get mad at me for her accusing her - oh and we had just had the big potty conversation yesterday, and everyone peed before we left the house. The car ride home is definitely stinky and I confront her at home. I asked her if she needed to go change, "no", I repeated the question, "no!" do you need to go to the bathroom? "NO! Why?!" (I didn't want to embarrass her but apparently she would have been totally fine going the rest of the day with poo in her pants...)

Then I told her why "because I think that you pooped your pants!" She gave me the meanest look, probably because it was in front of her cousins. I made her go clean up, change and throw the yucky stuff away. Then came another HUGE talk about how gross it is to go potty in your pants and how they HAVE to tell me, other wise I can't help them...

Fast forward to bath time that night - I ask her twice before she gets in if she has to go to the bathroom and she claims she is good, and I believe her. After a while, she tells me she is done and I see some little brown pieces floating around in the tub. In my mind I couldn't believe it was poo, it had to be something else - no way she'd do it twice in one day. I asked her what it was, she didn't know. I still believed her. I told her to pick it up so I could see...I

asked her what it felt like and she said it was really hard...I'm still believing her and just thinking it was a stick or bark or something that was in her hair from playing outside. I put my hand out...and yep she smears the brown stuff across my palm! It was not a stick...it was poo...in my hand!

She suffered the consequences and I bet she wishes to never ever poop or pee in her pants ever again.

I still don't really know what I did wrong but I guess the moral of the story is...please don't pee your pants! For some reason I have had this effect on people lately, even if they are old enough to know way better.