Showing posts from September, 2007

Funny Afternoon Conversation

In spite of yesterday's snow, today's weather was beautiful. I walked down to the mailbox bank and found most of the neighborhood children enjoying themselves outside. There was a brother and sister keeping themselves entertained by the mailboxes.

Little Boy (sitting on top of the mailbox bank): Are you the lady from that house down there?
Me: Yes.
Little Boy: Can I come play with your kids?
Me: I don't have any kids at my house.
Little boy: That's too bad. Kids are fun.
Me: Is that a caterpillar on your shirt?
Little Boy: Yeah. He's mine. My mom is having a baby.
Me: Oh. Right now?
Little Girl: Yeah. Want to go see?
Me: Um, no.
Little Girl: That's why we are outside.
Me: Oh.
Little Boy: Let's go inside and you can meet my mom.
Me: Your mom is inside? Having a baby?
Little Girl: Yeah.
(A small prop plane goes loudly overhead.)
Little Boy: That's my mom's car. (Points at plane) She has a driver's license for it and everything.
Me (nervously wa…

San Francisco- the rest of the trip

On Wednesday morning I got up at 4:15 am to make a flight from Vegas to San Francisco. I was attending a large trade show at the Moscone Center. I knew I was in trouble before I even got to the Vegas airport. I was sick and my feet were killing me. But the show must go on, right?
It was a new experience for me, and just another one of those days I'll have to chalk up to the moving experience. I'm used to having a large booth, a big team, and pretty much being the show guru and expert. But not at this show. I was hardly needed, barely knew what to do with myself, and oh yeah, sick as a dog. It was a rough experience for me. And most definitely a learning experience. It wasn't good or bad. It is what it is. Right?
Unfortunately, I wasn't really able to see any of San Francisco. Timing didn't work out for any sight-seeing. I only saw the city from the window of the cab and the BART system. But what I saw and experienced made me fall in love easily with th…

Batch #4- Super Diaper Baby and Captain Underpants

I love to give my nephews books. They don't appreciate them as much as a good Star Wars toy or video game, but we have fun reading them together. I've started giving Tell "chapter books" that will hold his attention. (And I have to say, there are a lot more books for girls than for boys). But then I found Captain Underpants. What could be better? Captain Underpants has a sidekick, Super Diaper Baby. Porter loves to run around, jump off things in classic superhero style and cheer "Super Diaper Baby!"

Natalie and crew have adopted a "puppy" into their family. She's a purebred boxer named Ruby. She's the sweetest and happiest dog around. I'm not a big fan of large dogs. And Ruby is well on her way to becoming a big dog. But she is cute and very very good with the boys. In fact, I'm not so sure that she doesn't know that she's not one of the boys.

Batch #3- The Mirage Experience

My parents were also in Vegas, but somehow never seemed to be captured on camera. My parents and I stayed at the Mirage on the Strip. This was probably my 5th or 6th trip to Vegas, and my 3rd or 4th time to stay on the Strip. So I've seen the sights and casinos. But it was my parents' first time to visit Sin City.
The Mirage is a great place for first timers to stay because it has several non-gambling and non-bar activities. Of course, they all cost big bucks, but it's fun at a Vegas price. We took the nephews to see the famed Siegfried and Roy Secret Garden, White Tigers and Lions. The Garden also has a dolphin habitat. The dolphin habitat is a "research facility" and not a performance park, so the dolphins don't do a Secret show of any sort. But they do have a baby dolphin!! So cute!! We had a good time looking at the animals and watching the dolphins.
Porter is only 2.5 years old and somewhere between a baby and a little boy. He still likes to b…

Vacation Pictures Batch #2- Cute Nephewness at In n Out Burger

One of the most important parts of going to Vegas is paying homage to In n Out Burger. In n Out isn't just any other burger joint. It's In n Out. It's incomparable. And we aren't the only ones who think so. Case in point- the white haired lady in the fancy green business suit enjoying a single stack.

I love this picture of Dallin and me. (Dallin is really into self-portraits these days.) His little snow cap was so cute. The boys have adjusted well to the Vegas climate and think 75 degrees is cold. 75 degrees apparently requires a snow cap.
You'll also possibly notice the massive puffiness under my eyes. That's just a little piece of evidence as to how sick I have been.

Tell is so cute! Even when he's not looking at the camera (he was looking at a squirrel that kept eating french fries), he's adorably photogenic!

My silly little Dallin

Vacation Pictures Batch #1- Nephews and NASCAR

My vacation started last Saturday when I drove down to Vegas and took my nephews to a NASCAR race. I got the tickets to the NASCAR Craftsman truck series race for free from Vegas Brad. (THANK YOU BRAD!) Always looking for chances to win more points in the "Coolest Aunt Ever" category, I couldn't wait to take the boys to a race.

The boys didn't exactly quite grasp the concept of the race. To quote Tell, "All they do is go in circles??" So I had them pick a favorite car by picking a color. We picked the green car because it matched my John Deere green hat. For better or worse, the green car crashed and had a great blowout, and lost the race. But the boys would have been very disappointed if there hadn't been a big crash, so yeah for the green car!

Porter watched the entire race enraptured. As long as he was sitting in a lap and had his ears firmly covered, he was happy. Every time the cars would come by he would say, "Woah!" Dallin was …

it's snowing

Whatever happened to indian summers?

Home again, home again, jiggity jig

I'm home. I had to cut my trip short by a few days because I just didn't have the energy anymore. I knew I was pushing my luck trying to do so much this week with this awful head cold. But I'm home and in bed and ready to sleep off the weekend and get myself better.
I'll post the fun pictures and tell a few stories later. It was a very fun week and definitely a learning experience.
In the meantime...
I was offered a "real" writing gig today. It is for a new website and it pays. I'm pretty excited about it. But they have some requirements that are going to make me work harder than expected. The website (to be revealed later this week) is LDS church oriented and will cover an array of topics relating to LDS/Mormons. Not surprisingly, I have been asked to write on singles. While this website will obviously bring in a large LDS audience, it is actually to be written as a missionary tool. Something to help the rest of the world understand LDS/Mormons. …

Porter and NASCAR

As long as his ears were covered, he loved it. I think he will be a fan for life. (Porter recently joined the ranks of all other 2 year olds out there with his very own self-administered haircut. This shaved head is the result.)More pics when back from vacation.

erinannie is out of the office

The quick catch up-
I'm still homesick. I'm trying. I really am.
I'm the only single in my ward. And possibly the only one under 50 in my whole stake. That doesn't do much for helping me find and make friends.
I'm still looking for the ideal second job, just for something to do and another chance to meet people.
I'm getting a new cat when I get back from vacation next week.
I'm going on vacation. I leave tomorrow. A few days in Vegas with my family, a quick trip (1 night) to San Francisco for business, back to Vegas and then camping in St George. I need a vacation. I haven't been to San Francisco in about 18 years, so I'm excited. It's a short trip, but just long enough to see the fog and Chinatown.
It's not easy packing for 3 different climates and several very different scenarios- NASCAR race, family time, business trip, driving time and camping. I have packed 6 different pairs of shoes. And I'm still not sure if that is enough…


CNN linked my post on Blackwater on their site today. Cool. Go to the bottom of the page and click on "From the Blogs." Last I checked, I was listed second. As a result, I had about 70 extra hits today, mostly from outside the US. Kinda fun. Surprisingly, that didn't spark lots of comments! I'm a bit disappointed on that one.

Women Over 30, by Andy Rooney

(I love this man! Make sure you read the very last line!!)

This was a monologue by Andy Rooney from the CBS show, 60 Minutes

Andy Rooney said:
As I grow in age, I value women who are over 30 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:

A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think. If a woman over 30 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do. And, it's usually something more interesting.

A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in whom she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom. Few women past the age of 30 give a hoot what you might think about her or what she's doing.

Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you
at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant.

Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you, if they think they can get aw…

Why does the common man care?

Yesterday I found myself in a conversation that pretty much blew my mind. I had to stop and ask myself how two people could see one subject so incredibly differently. I had just learned about Blackwater being banned in Iraq. To me this information was incredibly shocking and huge news. But the person I was talking to replied with a mere, "Why does the common man care?" I was stunned. Why does the common man care? I asked him if he even knew who Blackwater is and what they are doing in Iraq. His response was essentially, "I'm a sales guy from Utah, why do I care about a company in Iraq? What does it have to do with me?"

Now, I must answer these questions. I just have to. It's just who I am.

The first thing that went through my mind was asking myself if this is just one of those "DC" things, where vantage point changes everything. I sold guns to Blackwater types. I've been to the Blackwater training facility. My father has hired Black…

Sorry to disappoint you, Sir

A few weeks ago I came home from somewhere a sweaty mess. (I can't for the life of me recall where.) I had left my keys in my car (in the garage) and chose to punch in the code on the security system panel, rather than just hit the button on my key chain. Without wasting anytime, I ran upstairs to take a shower. Just as I got in the shower I thought I heard my cell phone ringing. Normally I wouldn't get out of the shower for this, but for some reason, chose to get out this one time. All wet and without a towel, I answered the phone. It was the security company. I had punched in the code wrong and the silent alarm had gone off. (It someone breaks in it is not silent. Just when punched in wrong is it silent.) I had to give them the verbal password. And I gave it to them wrong. So I ran downstairs to find where it is written in a safe place. I gave them the proper password and all was well. The operator said she'd cancel the call to the police. I said thank yo…

happy birthday little sisty ugler

Good job on the offspring

sunset in kansas city

City of fountains. Beautiful.

A Little Bit More Me

I noticed that more than once of the suggestions below for combatting homesickness was to stay busy. That's been my hardest problem here. I have nothing to do. Ever. I go to work and then come home and try and find ways to entertain myself until I'm bored enough to go to bed. I'm really not the girl I was back in DC. Church involvement? Ha. Yeah right. I'm totally invisible there. Friends? Um, I know 4 people outside of work. All 4 are pretty busy in lives that don't involve me. I'm attempting to get a part-time job just for something to do. I don't need the money. I'm really just doing it to kill time. I have a really clean house. I've even started running twice a day just for something to do. Do you know how bored you have to be to decide to just run?
But there is a small ray of sunshine in an otherwise dull life. For the next three weeks I get to feel a little bit more like me. Tomorrow morning I take off for Kansas City for a f…


I probably just have a case of garden variety homesickness. I have all the clear cut and obvious symptoms- depression, loneliness, sadness and an overwhelming urge to cry and buy a plane ticket home every few minutes. And the list I swear I'm not building in my head about ways home is superior to the new life just keeps getting longer and longer.

I'm just going to cave in for a few minutes and list a few of the little things I miss about home.

1. Hearing the Netherlands Carillon Bell every hour when I lived in Arlington. I loved sleeping with my window open at night and hearing the bells toll and "Taps" play at 10 pm at Ft Myer. Something about it made me feel intrinsically a part of Washington, DC in a way I can't explain.
2. Walking to the Iwo Jima Memorial and sitting on the grass, just listening to a bell tower performance or the Marine Band play while looking over DC.
3. Anything and everything I could walk to in Arlington. I especially miss being able to…

7 Ways Utah is Different from Virginia

As much as I try not to, I always seem to be making a mental list in the back of my head of all the ways Utah is different from Virginia. There's the obvious geographical and geological differences. But I'm talking about fry sauce, cost of living and others. Here's a few of the things from my list.

1. Fry Sauce- the stuff is wonderful. For you non-Utahns, fry sauce is a combination of ketchup, mayo and sometimes pickle juice or BBQ sauce. Every restaurant, fast food chain, etc has their own recipe for it. I will never understand why this stuff isn't sold in more places outside of Utah. It's amazing. Especially with Artic Circle Yukon Gold fries. Heaven.

2. Dry-cleaning- in the DC area you can pretty much find a dry-cleaners in most major strip malls. There's always a grocery store, Starbucks, random store and a dry-cleaners. Not so much in Utah. They are not in every strip mall. They are considerably farther and fewer between. I think this is prob…

To Those 4 Faithful People

There are 4 faithful people who read my Virginians for Romney blog. To those 4 faithful people, you will notice I deleted that blog today. Someone else wanted the name, and I've allowed the blog to go into full blog rot. So I deleted the blog and released the name.

Arches, Arches and More Arches

I finally got some sun, hiking and camping in this summer. And all of it at Arches National Park in Moab, Utah.

First, an Arch. Don't ask me which one. There's a few hundred arches in Arches, and after you have seen about 10 of them, they all look the same.

The view from our campground. Not too shabby! And not a bad way to wake up in the morning!

After passing "Balanced Rock" twenty different times this weekend, I am feeling an overwhelming urge to watch Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade.

Heather having fun on a rock

Alicia, Ryan and I doing something- on a rock

Look! I found "Erin Rock!" Or did I invent it? I forget.

The best pose in front of an Arch ever. Also the best t-shirt ever. It has a picture of a chicken on it, with an arrow pointing at the butt. And the words "Guess What" over it. If you don't get it, you don't get it.

Everyone stole my pose. Alicia stole it.

Julie stole it.

Ryan stole it.

Even Brent stole it.

Check it out. I st…