When receiving compliments about an item, I hope to someday resist the urge to inform them of the “amazing deal” I got when purchasing said item. (But seriously, doesn’t scoring a deal make the item so much better?!) So if you see me rocking some new shoes anytime this week, just know that I got a pretty killer deal...I’ll try not to tell you about it, but know that I am really happy about it. Also, they were purchased with a gift card received from the Boss, so technically I didn’t pay anything for them. Even better.
Given that my husband generally prefers to live in a “happy bubble” and therefore refuses to watch the news or follow current events of any sort, it’s been surprising to see how attentively Kenny has been following the earthquake in Haiti. He checks for updates constantly. (This is the guy that was irritated that September 11th made him miss a flight...I should clarify that once I made him actually view the footage and explained the severity of the event, his attitude did change. He is a compassionate guy...when informed.)
You know the advice “Don’t grocery shop when hungry”? It should probably be modified to say “Definately don’t grocery shop when pregnant and hungry.”
Had I followed this council I probably could have saved myself the $30+ I spent solely on various citrus fruit last Saturday (i.e. grapefruit, honey tangerines, Satsuma tangerines, cara cara oranges, blood oranges, etc.). I will say, however, that combined with some carrots and an apple, it made for maybe the best juice ever.
I’ve been relishing lazy Saturday mornings. I fully realize that in three short months “sleeping in” will no longer be a possibility and I have thus excused myself from any guilt regarding my lack of productivity during this time. So if you try calling before noon on a Saturday, don’t expect an answer. I will be cuddled up to my husband soaking in these last days of “Jill-and-Kenny-only time.” Speaking of loving time with Kenny...
A few more reasons to love Kenny:
He will totally indulge you in a debate over which donut shop has a more enticing name: “Oh Those Donuts” vs. “Dippity Donuts” (located just blocks from each other on Newport Blvd.). This is pretty much as close as we get to arguing lately. It’s awesome.
When you whisper to him during sacrament meeting that you might want a dual sided projector someday (so you can watch movies inside or out) he enthusiastically whispers back “ya – and a wave pool.” And he’s totally serious. (For real. It’s even recorded on the “Dream List” he keeps in his journal.)
He keeps an ongoing Dream List in his journal.
He tells you to bundle up and then takes you for a walk in the rain Sunday afternoon. A dance-off may or may not occur on a certain bridge at the train station. (I may have totally won the dance-off, by the way. )
And then maybe he makes you watch demo videos of various wave pools.
All this, followed by a day off (thank you Martin Luther King, Jr.!) made for a pretty great weekend.