where our wasted time becomes your wasted time

I win.

by Lauren on January 4th, 2009 at 11:45 pm

Whew!  I’ve been getting a lot of work done lately, unfortunately it’s all at school, and there are many things at home I should also be doing.  Regardless, I’m pretty sure I know who will be getting that future work done - Lauren the Accomplisher!

How Lauren spent her Sunday:

Busy like a bee.

How Lloyd spent his Sunday:

Seriously, how many times can he watch it?

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Comment by Brad on January 5, 2009 at 4:13 am

I slept once I got home, then I watched three quarters of Star Wars II, and half of Star Wars III. That’s one and one-quarter movies. I beat Lloyd, too!

Comment by Lauren on January 5, 2009 at 6:20 am

And you’re wicked smahrt at fractions!

 
 
Comment by Lloyd on January 5, 2009 at 6:05 am

In my defense, it wasn’t just a single day wasted, I pretty much didn’t accomplish anything for the entire Christmas break.

Comment by Peggy on January 5, 2009 at 11:36 am

Yay! Me too…I mean I didn’t accomplish anything either…but that’s all gonna change in 2009!

 
 
Comment by Lauren's mom on January 5, 2009 at 9:37 am

Keep him. He cleans out yukky gutters and climbs on the roof!

 
Comment by Deborah on January 5, 2009 at 10:33 am

I got my scrapbooks caught up, and started organizing tax stuff. And did laundry.

 
Comment by Peggy on January 5, 2009 at 11:37 am

My kids can watch Rudy every single time its on. And I believe that’s the one movie men are officially allowed to tear at.

Comment by Curt on January 5, 2009 at 3:17 pm

That and Old Yeller.

 
 
Comment by kiwe on January 5, 2009 at 11:56 am

I painted my bedroom, cleaned the house, fixed a toilet, organized the pantry…oh yeah, and did a lot of sitting around on my rump this vacation. Today though, back to school.

 
Comment by Deanne on January 5, 2009 at 2:22 pm

I went to bed at 8:15. sigh.

 
Comment by Curt on January 5, 2009 at 3:14 pm

Wait a minute. Who is the winner? Lloyd not doing any work and watching Rudy sounds like the winner to me.

Comment by Lauren on January 5, 2009 at 3:58 pm

Comment by Lloyd on January 5, 2009 at 4:24 pm

Did you mean that as the answer to Curt’s question?

Curt: “Who is the winner?”
Lauren: “Men.”

Comment by Curt on January 5, 2009 at 5:21 pm

That’s what it looks like to me. Simple question, simple answer.

 
 
 
 
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Whoops.

by Lauren on January 4th, 2009 at 8:02 am

I fell asleep Satuday without making a post.  Since there’s no time to dedicate to writing a good one, how ’bout we share our favorite food/s?

Mine: Lasagna.  We would have it on our birthday when we were kids, and once I was out on my own I realized I could have it anytime I wanted!  I became drunk with power, I tell you.

Yours?

Bagged and tagged

by Lauren on January 2nd, 2009 at 11:45 pm

 So’s the pieces don’t get lost.

The puzzle has left the table.  *sigh*  I put all the pieces in a baggie and will eventually take it to a thrift store one of these days.  (Who’s kidding who? Most likely it will still be here when Brad comes again in the summer.)  I’m quite proud of our accomplishment, though! 1,000 pieces is a lot of pieces! Perhaps one day in the far future someone might solve this same puzzle and then read our story!

Ha!!!

A nice little chuckle there.

by Lauren on January 1st, 2009 at 11:51 pm

This is terribly, terribly brave of me, but I’m going to sing for you.  It’s been how long since I lost my voice?  It’s getting kind of annoying.  Christmas was ruined because I couldn’t sing any hymns, and today I tried singing in the car and just cracked myself up.  I’m going to make a doctor’s appointment today.  I’m thinking it’s acid reflux - fingers crossed!

By the way, this video will be taken down after today.  It’s just too dang embarassing.  Those giant, giant teeth. *sigh*

We’re fond of fondue.

by Lauren on December 31st, 2008 at 11:45 pm

Our thanks to the Pesters, who served up some delicious New Year’s fondue (as is tradition)!   A good time was had by all, and the best part?  We wrap it up early.  I’ll be in bed by 10:30!  Woo-hoo!

All deliciously dippable.

In other news, Brad made it safely onto the plane and should be arriving safely in Baltimore.  Much to Lloyd’s sorrow, that means that I’ll be turning the heat back down.  That’s right - when company comes, the house is good and warm.  Maybe Lloyd should invite more people over…

Happy New Year, everybody!

The last day.

by Lauren on December 30th, 2008 at 11:22 pm

The first step will be digging out the piano.

Well, here we are.  Another year gone, and another one coming up.   I’d say that overall it was a fine year, but then again - they’ve all been pretty good.

I’ve never been one for resolutions, but I’ve often looked back and thought, “Y’know, if I’d just spent a few minutes exercising/practicing piano/playing ukulele/ every day, I’d be pretty healthy/talented/good by now.” This year, though, I’m going to try to put it to the test.  Each Wednesday* I’m going to try to add a new ‘Five minutes a day’ thing to my life and see how it goes.   I’ll let you in on a secret, though - I’m a big quitter.  I also resolve to watch more t.v.

*That’s right, a ‘Old Year’ resolution, not a ‘New Year’.

Hulk mad Brad leave.

by Lauren on December 29th, 2008 at 11:55 pm

Hulk wanted more pizza!

Beth, Brad and I went to Lincoln this afternoon to do a little shopping, then met up with the whole Pester/Royuk clan for a pre-farewell dinner for  Brad.  (He’s leaving on Wednesday, but Beth and Harold will be gone Tuesday night, so we said our good-byes early - kind of like a Living Wake.)  We ate at a pizza place that had a game room, and the kids cleaned up with the loot from the claw game!  Candy, necklaces, and angry green figurines.   (Thank you to the Parental Royuks for dinner!)

Afterward, there was still time for me to visit the haircut place at Wal-Mart.  They’re open until 9 p.m., so feel free to have Tammi cut your hair there.  She did a pretty decent job.  Brad took this photo while the security guard wondered about his motives toward the good people at Cost Cutters.

Bye-bye, too-long hair.