Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Valentine's Day

Whew, it's been a while since I have updated this thing again. Here are some photos from my recent trip to Dinseyland with Michael!


Thursday, December 20, 2007

Our Version of the Gingerbread Man

Do you believe in Voodoo? Well I don't. But sometimes people really need to vent. Like Bonnie* for example. The other day Bonnie became very frustrated with Jimmy*. Since we all know that frustration can kill you if not dealt with quickly, I suggested that she punch the little doll that I made. After adding a few touches like hair and a scar, the little doll became a spitting image of Jimmy. Really! It looks just like him!

*Names changed to protect the innocent.

Monday, December 3, 2007

Thanksgiving Photos

My family. The girls look like they're mine.....hmmmm. They aren't.
I used to nanny them though.

My sister Jen and her husband Jason

Me and Jen


Monday, November 26, 2007

The Jensen Family Thanksgiving Day Parade

Taking the red eye flight from SLC to New York was not my brightest idea. That meant I arrived at my sister's place in the city at 7:30 am with NO sleep, and the parade started in an hour. Nap time? Never! My family decided to get to the parade ASAP!
So now I was standing with no place to sit with no sleep and no chance to sleep in the near future.

But seeing that giant silver bunny balloon made it all worth it.

What in the world is that?! It came down the line right after Shrek. I looked it up on the internet and apparently it's some kind of art thingy. Just art. Oh kay...

So. That's all I've got for now. I'll edit this post as more pictures come in, seeing as pictures refresh my memory of events.

Here, another picture of the parade:

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Liar Liar Pants On Fire

Are all men liars, or is it just because Bear is 4 that he has begun to lie? This has started in the past few weeks and I don't know if it's a phase that he will pass through soon. It's lies about stupid stuff like "Bear, did you drop that?" "Me?! Why would I drop that [ha ha]? No it wasn't me." "Really, cuz...there's no one else here." And he then proceeds to make up stories.

Most recently he told me that his grandmother died. HE'S 4 1/2!! Why would you lie about that? It's so weird.

So I punish him every time I catch him lying. I have a zero tolerance policy. However, what I'd really like to do is point at him and start screaming "LIAR LIAR PANTS ON FIRE, HANGING FROM A TELEPHONE WIRE!!!" And then if possible actually take his pants off and burn them on a telephone wire.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

I should be:

Doing my homework.
Getting ready to go to work.
Studying for that huge test I have this afternoon.

Maybe taking a shower?

But instead, I've decided to blog. Why? I have no idea.