I'm Going Bananas

First, I want to say "Happy dating Anniversary" to Ryan. These past seven years have been all the better with you in them. I'm not quite sure how we made it through two years of long distance, but I'm really glad we did. I love you, cutie.

I'm usually all over celebrating little things, like today, but I definitely had no time to get him a card or little gift. Although, I did him a six pack for Halloween yesterday. A six pack of Reese's pumpkins that is. He declined to bring them up North where we are this weekend to celebrate his sister's birthday. I think it's because he wants to horde them all to himself. 

Now, since we're in the North Country, I see Ryan side-by-side with Craig, his dad. I am totally convinced Ryan is going to be exactly like him when we have kids. I often call him Craig 2.0 and there's a clear reason.

No, it's not because they're nearly identical. As I'm typing this, Craig said, "Even a blind squirrel finds a nut every once in a while." The same exact phrase Ryan uttered at a golfing tournament a few weeks ago when a guy in the group ahead of us hit a really nice shot. 

Earlier today, Craig was walking around the kitchen talking about bananas. Literally. I think it's his life goal to either make you laugh or drive you insane. If you ask Tammy, his wife, it's the latter. Ask Ryan? The first one. 

Then Craig started talking about how he says goodbye to his bananas in the morning. He looks at 'em, waves, and says, "I'm going, bananas." He must've said it five times with varying degrees of comma, no comma. I have so much to look forward to over the next fifty years or so.

In other news, Happy Daylight Savings tonight! I hope you enjoy your extra hour of sleep. Or partying whatever you choose to do. I'll be sleeping. Because that's one of my priorities. If you ask Craig what he'll be doing? He'll set the alarm for 2am, set the time back, and sleep for the extra forty-five minutes...

And if you believed that, you're as dumb as me. Happy November!

Safe and Sound with Laughter

Well, we got here. Up North. In the frozen tundra. Which makes even more sense as it's literally been freezing rain and sleeting since we passed through Saranac Lake yesterday. Sliding in to Norfolk around 4:30pm we made it just in the nick of time as a state of emergency was issued at 5:00pm banning all unnecessary travel. With an inch of ice/sleet/snow on the ground when we got here, I'd say it was for the best.

Good thing I didn't want to go anywhere.

Most everything was closed today, including the local churches. It's probably a good thing as the ice just kept coming today. Last night had the hubbs and I up a couple times listening to it pounding away at the roof. It was surprising to wake up and still have power. Thankfully it never went out. 

The icy roads and travel ban didn't stop Ryan's sister and her boyfriend for making the trip out to spend time together. We finally got to give her her birthday gift (from October) and then we all enjoyed it together.

This game is seriously funny. About half way through I started writing down some of the things that were said. Here's some highlights:

Name 3 Halloween costumes:

"Batman, Superman, Spongebob" - Tyler (Amber's boyfriend)

Name 3 Indian tribes:

"Fukowee" - Craig (my father-in-law) As in "where the fuck are we?"

Name 3 feathered animals:

"Bird, emu, ostrich..." - Me

"Chicken?" - Ryan

"er...bird...blue bird!" - Me

"You couldn't think of more common birds? Emu, really?" - Ryan

Name 3 Chicago songs:

After Amber and Tyler couldn't name one, we all broke into song singing "Saturday in the Park."

Name 3 reasons to call into work:

"Got your period." - Said by yours truly - not my finest moment

Name 3 medical procedures:

"Addadicktomy" - Craig (say it slow and break it down)

Name 3 prime numbers:

"1, 2, 3." - Me

"2, 3, 5. Did you just say one?!" - Ryan

As a side note, we're both math majors, and the number one is neither prime nor composite by definition.

Name 3 brands of toilet paper:

"What's that horrible one? Scott? It's like sandpaper on your vagina!" - Amber (Ryan's sister)

Highlights also included when I said "sex and masturbation" for stress relievers and "condoms" for things you would find in a high school locker. My mother would be proud. Just showed my city girl roots apparently. 

first picture: Tyler and Amber 

second picture: Craig

third picture: Tammy (my mother-in-law) and Ryan

Have you played this game? Was it as enjoyable for you and your friends as it was for us? Do you remember any particularly funny answers?

What's that got to do with the price of tea in China?

Tonight, the hubbs and I went to Hobby Lobby to pick up a book for his mom. We're meeting them this weekend for dinner and since we have one in the area she asked us to stop by.

Now, there's an elusive wooden "L" that's never stocked. Apparently it's a popular letter. So when we got into the store we had a conversation that went like this:

A: "Oooo, maybe they'll have the "L"."
R: "No, we're not getting an "L"."
A: "Why not?"
R: "Why do you want one?"
A: "Because our last name is LaBarge."
R: "What's that got to do with it?"
A: *mimicking* "What's that got to do with the price of tea in China?"

And then we started laughing and continued to look for the book. We couldn't find it right away so Ryan went one way and I went the other. On my journey I found my "L"! I also found the book. Ryan, of course, not being adept in the layout of Hobby Lobby turned up empty handed. As we were walking to front of the store we had another conversation:

R: "What else do you have there."
A: "The "L" I was talking about."
R: ""L"? I thought you wanted an elf."
A: "What elf?"
R: "The shelf elf thing. That you move around."
A: "The elf on the shelf? No, I mean I do want one. But I wanted to "L" for the door. Did you think I was saying I wanted an elf?"
R. "Yea."
A: *laughing* "I was saying I wanted the "L". Now our earlier conversation makes much more sense."

I mean our last name being LaBarge might have well been a good reason to get an elf on the shelf...but it would take some explaining.