Archive for January, 2011

my day is off

Today feels like Friday to me. I don’t really know why, it just feels like it is. Or maybe it is just my mind wishing that I could sleep in tomorrow. But alas, today is Thursday.

sneezing

You know how people have very distinctive sneezes. Some are very loud. Some sound more like a squeak. Well, I’ve recently come to realize that I don’t have a “normal” way of sneezing. Not to say that I’m abnormal, but my sneezes are different almost every time I sneeze. Sometimes I sneeze with my mouth closed and through my nose only. Other times I sneeze with my mouth open and say, “achoo.” And on some occasions I kind of hold in my sneezes altogether. What significance does this have in the world? Absolutely nothing, but it is something I was thinking about and this is my blog so I get to choose what I write about. The end.

tourists

I don’t usually have a problem with tourists. In fact, I wish more of them would come stimulate the Las Vegas economy. However, I do have to mention one thing that tourists tend to do that is not only stupid, but downright dangerous. You see, my office is really close to the pawn shop where they film Pawn Stars.

And because of this little TV show (which I’ve never actually seen), there are tourists at the pawn shop pretty much day and night. No big deal, right? Wrong.

For some reason, these tourists all seem to want to get a picture of the pawn shop building. Except for there is a slight problem. The building is right on the road. Which means that the tourists insist on going out into the middle of the road to get their picture. And for some reason, none of them seem to remember that they are on a busy street, much less that they are on a busy street in the dark where cars have a hard time seeing them.

Now, if they were to go to the other side of the road to get their picture, I would have no problem. But taking a picture in the middle of the road when I’m driving home from work at night? Big mistake. Fortunately, I have never come close to hitting one of these silly tourists. But mark my word, it is only a matter of time before somebody accidentally hits one.

toothpaste

I know there are a lot of people out there who get annoyed over toothpaste. I’m one of them. Fortunately, I didn’t marry someone who squeezes the middle of the tube, otherwise my annoyance would turn to irritability very quickly.

You see I used to buy Crest toothpaste. But I quickly encountered a problem. Most tubes of crest have a twist on/twist off cap. And when you have a cap that comes on and off of the toothpaste, it requires the user to manually put the cap back on after use. This simply wasn’t happening in my home. After a while, I told Luis I would only allow Colgate in our home, because I knew that most tubes of Colgate have a snap cap that does not come off of the tube.

I thought this would fix the problem, but it didn’t. You see, even with the snap cap, it requires the user to actually snap the cap back to its closed position. If the user does not do this, the cap is useless. The result is a nasty buildup of dry toothpaste at the opening of the tube. Gross.

So last week I told Luis (in a very nice manner) that from now on, he would need to buy 2 different kinds of toothpastes. One for him and one for me. You see, this way, he could do whatever he wanted to his tube and I would have my tube the way I wanted it. Luis, being the wonderful husband that he is, complied. So he came home with 2 tubes similar to this:

(Except it was adult, not children’s, toothpaste)

And now, after all of that effort, guess who has decided to start closing the cap to his toothpaste? Yep, you guessed it. Mr. Luis himself.

iHeart: Chili’s

Let me start off with a conversation that Natalia and I had earlier today:

Luis: I love you.

Natalia: How much do you love me?

Luis: I love you more than I love Chili’s.

Natalia: (sincerely) That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me.

My wife knows me very well… Chili’s is one my favorite places on this planet. Walking in there, is like putting on a comfortable pair of old jeans. I kid you not.

Seriously, I have probably been to Chili’s well OVER 300 times in the last 10 years… that averages to at LEAST 2.5 visits/month… which sounds about right.

Now that Natalia is pregnant and can’t stand the smell of ANY food, I haven’t been to Chili’s in about 2 months… that’s saying a LOT. I miss Chili’s and can’t wait until the day when Natalia comes home from work and says:

Natalia: Lulu, I’m starving! Let’s go to Chili’s!!

trucks

So I was minding my own business driving to work this morning, going with the flow of traffic, and suddenly I looked over a couple of lanes and saw one of these:

Facing in my direction. A crazy semi-truck driver was driving  70 mph backwards on the freeway! J/K. It was actually being towed down the freeway by another truck, but for a second it made me question whether I was driving in the wrong direction.

Institutionalized

Well into the semester at UNLV last Fall, I would often walk by the LDS Institute Building on campus and kick myself for not having thought to take a class or two from the beginning of the semester. I know I could have hopped in even on the last week of class and they’d be happy to have me, but it would just feel weird– after all, it’s been years since I last attended an Institute class.

It just always felt like Institute was a Young Single Adult (YSA) thing, put in place to help unmarrieds find each other. And while I recognize that that’s partly it– there’s more to Institute than just a glorified dating service. I’ve had nothing but positive experiences with Institute classes in the past.

Anyway, I decided that since I was done taking undergrad classes, this semester I should pick and attend some Religion classes at the Las Vegas Institute. Today was my first day, and I was in awe of how strong/knowledgeable/spiritual these instructors were. I’m taking a Book of Mormon class and a New Testament class, and am looking forward to what I will learn and what insights I will gain as the term unfolds.

Oh, and here’s a super cheesy video on Institute produced by the Church: