Church Baby

So, during the 3rd hour of Church yesterday, I took Caleb with me so that Kathy could do her announcements and other womanly activities in Relief Society. Caleb by this point was very tired and exploratory, meaning that he was enjoying teetering on the edge of the stage during Priesthood opening exercises and running savagely toward the stairs scaring half the old guys out of their seats. I had just sat down in class and popped a bottle in his mouth when a member of the Stake Presidency called me in for an impromptu interview. We talked for a while, the whole time with Caleb sitting on my lap happily sucking away at the bottle. The counselor finally asked me to be in the Elders' Quorum presidency as 2nd counselor. I said yes, we talked some more and at the end he asked if I had any questions. I said, "yeah, is he asleep yet?" And he was. That's my boy.

Seriously, Kenley?!?!

Okay, for those of you who do not watch Project Runway, this post will mean nothing to you and you can go ahead and skip it. Unless, of course, you'd like to read my inane ramblings about reality TV... they're your braincells, I guess.

SO, Kenley should have been GONE! Suede's design might not have been exciting, but at least it was on the right track and well-made. I'm sorry, Kenley's pants were HIDEOUS! It wasn't only the style that was bad (don't get me started on the nightmares pants like those would give to us full-figured girls with actual hips), but the execution was atrocious! She took teeny tiny little LeAnn and made her look like like a whale (with bad accessories). And then to blame LeAnn for "not selling the look" and "being a total poser"..good grief, girl...just own your own shortcomings already. We all know that you you are a fantastic designer and make amazing clothes in your own design asthetic, but let's face it, she failed miserably this time. I think Jerrell put it best when he said she makes one heck of a 50's dress and that about it. I really kind of liked her at the beginning, but the last several weeks, she is getting to be a real brat. She fights with Tim - Tim, for pete's sake, who is only there to help them succeed and is like the nicest man on television - laughs in the faces of other designers, refuses to take anyone's criticism, and continues to make the same things over and over. Okay, so they all make the same things over and over (love you anyway, Korto!), but I'm talking about Kenley right now. My favorite part of the whole catastrophic evening was when she actually assumed that LL Cool J, a man who most certainly understands Hip Hop fashion (both male and female elements) better than herself, wanted her to make baggy clothes for LeAnn. She didn't even let him finish his thought before she blurted out that she didn't wat to make it all baggy. Sweetheart, this LL talking. If you knew the first thing about his career, or had even ever watched one of his videos, you would surely understand that he was NOT suggesting you make super baggy clothes for a Hip Hop woman. And for pete sake, Kenley, let someone finish a sentence already (i.e. Tim, LL Cool J, Dian Von Furstenberg, or apparently as evidenced by next week's clip, Heidi). I know, I know...someone has to play the villain for the sake of television. It seems to me that the show's producers thought it was going to be Suede at the beginning of the season, with his third-person commentary on everyone else, but then he got all soft and sensitive with the whole Hedda Lettuce debacle. That's okay, Kathy liked the softer side of Suede.

And speaking of Suede. Poor Suede. All I can say is: Suede, Kathy thinks you were totally robbed. And while the judges thought your design lacked oopmph, Kathy thought that both the design and construction of it were far superior to Kenley's. And Kathy, for one, will mourn the loss of the third-person references on Project Runway. Peace out, Suede.

Phew! It feels so good to get that off my chest! Thanks for tuning all, y'all!

Blog-Stalking

Okay, I confess. I'm coming out of the cyber-closet...I am a blog-stalker. I enjoy looking up people's blogs and reading about what's going on in their lives. Not random strangers or anything, but the people that I know, or am getting to know, but don't know very well yet...I find it gives me insights into some people that I might not have otherwise. Weird, I know. But I enjoy it. Sometimes, people are far more open on their blog than in person (which I find utterly fascinating, but true). Of course, that is when I have a few moments on the computer to actually read without one child standing on the chair behind me shoving me forward in an effort to propel my face IN to the computer saying " I help you look on pooter, mom." And the other child standing at my side whining (because he can't get up the chair) and trying to poke out his eyes on the corner of the keyboard tray. But I digress...

Is blog-stalking wrong, you ask? I don't know exactly. In some ways, it feels like it's a bit of an invasion of privacy, but at the same time, I suppose if people didn't want just anyone to read it, they'd make it a private blog by invitation only, right?

So, there it is...it's out in the open. I blog-stalk. Anyone else enjoy that? Or am I all alone in my cyber-creepiness? Probably, but hey, I guess I can live with that. And if all the sudden, everyone I know makes their blogs private and I don't receive an invitation, then I'll know they all read this post. :)

And by the way, this is Kathy...I accidentally posted in under Andrew's log-in. Sorry, hon! Didn't mean to make you sound more creepy than usual. :)

Happy Birthday, Caleb!

Caleb turned one yesterday. Hard to believe it's been a year already. We celebrated with chocolate cupcakes, as is our one-year birthday tradition (if you do it more than once, it's a tradition, right?). We had to light the candle and sing "Happy Birthday" twice because after it was Caleb's turn, Liam wanted a turn. I'll let the photos speak for themselves, and yes, I did put them in order of occurrence... enjoy!

Ah, kids...

Don't ever pray for patience...you'll get a two-year-old. :) Yes, Liam is well into the notorious terrible twos, and we love him to death...even when he makes us crazy.

Nothing really new to tell, just thought I'd take a few moments and shamelessly post some adorable pictures of the boys. One of our new neighbors recently gave us a tug-boat sandbox, and we have not yet filled it with sand because the boys love to play with it just as it is...and well, that's less messy. :) Enjoy the pics!