Thursday, May 31, 2012

Pasta Salad

I've come up with a pretty good pasta salad.  I just added stuff until it tasted good to me and I love it.  Here it is:

16 ounces corkscrew pasta
1/2 cucumber diced
1/2 sweet red pepper diced
1/4 cup(pish) red onion diced
3/4 to 1 cup of mayonaise
a splash of rice vinegar (maybe 3-4 Tablespoons)
3-4 shakes of Tabasco

Cook and drain the pasta and run it under cold water to stop the cooking process.  Add  all the ingredients and stir it up.  I like to make it not too long before we eat so I don't have to refrigerate it because it is creamier.  But the next day after it has sat in the fridge and the flavors have melded it is really good.


Saturday, May 12, 2012

Marriage Retreat Day 2-3

I didn't blog about yesterday's day as it was long.  I kid you not it was 14 hours long.  We did get an hour break in the middle of the day for whatever--we took naps, and we ate at Magelby's twice which was good.  By about 10am I couldn't keep my eyes open so when the women were dismissed to go to their rooms to write (there was an awful lot of writing) I wrote for a minute then lay down to rest.  When Jon came up he decided to let me sleep until he came up again.  He apparently told the entire group I was having stomach issues.  Great.  So I got two naps yesterday.  I felt a lot better though and was able to gt a run in on a treadmill by the end of the day.

Today we were dismissed to do 90 minutes of writing and then 90 minutes of communing with each other.  They gave us a list of topics to write on but I only wrote on the first.  Here was mine:

First of all I’m so glad that I got to come to the room instead of staying down there.  There’s only so much I can write about in the same area with others around to watch my discomfort while time drags on and on and on.  However, you got to stay downstairs with the snacks that I just now remembered you aren’t really allowed to have.

Second of all I’m glad I get to use my computer for this as I really do think I was developing a good case of carpal tunnel syndrome from being forced to write so much. 

What are my reasons for wanting to go on living?

Really?  This is a serious question?  Is this for people who have contemplated suicide?  I don’t get it. 

1.     I want to go on living to be with you, Pootie Poo.  You and I have such a good time together that I can’t imagine not having you around.  So don’t die soon.  At least until you’ve made millions of dollars so I have a decent retirement.
2.     I want to go on living so I can see what the kids have made with their lives.  I don’t care if they are stay-at-home parents, doctors, therapists, garbage collectors or anything else.  I just want to see that they are happy and feel successful in whatever path they choose for themselves.  Plus, we’ve spent so much money on them over the year that I want to make sure it all goes to a good cause.  The orthodonture in and of itself is exorbitant. 
3.     I want to go on living so I can pet the dog more.  She’s so fluffy and needs a serious bath.
4.     I want to go on living so I can do more family history.  I really enjoy it.  I wish I had more time to spend on it.  Well, let’s be honest here.  I probably have enough time but my stories take up so much time in the evenings. 
5.     So I guess I want to go on living so I can learn how to use my time more wisely.  There are enough hours in the day but…well, you know.  Stories.
6.     I want to go on living so I can travel.  When the kids are grown I want to go places.  I want to go on the Laura Ingalls Wilder tour.  That’s not really a tour but Kristen and I have it all mapped out.  I want to go on a church history tour.  A long one so I can really see the sites and experience each place.  I want to go to Scotland, England, and other places where my ancestors came from.  I want to go to the pyramids of Mexico and Central America to see where the Lamanites and Nephites lived.  And lie on the beaches and get warm and tanned.  I love to be warm and tanned.
7.     I want to go on living so we can serve a mission together.  This can only be accomplished after you make millions or at least dozens of dollars that will add up to some amount so we can go.  I think it would be fun to go out into the world and throw pamphlets at people.  And yell “Happy Sabbath” to those who are not observing the Sabbath in the way God intended.
8.     I want to go on living so I can be a temple worker.  I don’t want to do it right now as I have too much going on as a mother and wife and WAHM.  But I eventually do want to be a temple worker.
9.     I want to go on living so I can see my kids grow up and get married and start families of their own.  I want to see them struggle to provide for their families, discipline their kids, etc so I can say “Ha!  I told you so!” 
10. I want to go on living because there are so many books to read out there.  I love books you know.  And reading brings me such great pleasure.  I don’t get to just sit around reading a book like I want to but they are always there waiting for me.
11. I want to go on living because I may possibly go back to school to get my Master’s Degree.  I have thought about it for years.  I don’t know what the degree would be in but I know it would have something to do with marriage and the family.  It’s my greatest interest.  I would want to get some kind of certificate that states that I am able to teach this stuff. 
12. I want to go on living because there is so much food to eat out there.  There are so many restaurants I haven’t tried and so many different types of food I haven’t experienced.  Food.  I love food.
13. I want to go on living because my Patriarchal blessing tells me so many things that I can have and accomplish if I live correct principles.  I haven’t seen all of them yet and want to be around to see them.  I love my Patriarchal Blessing.
14. I want to go on living so I can keep pushing myself to run races with my sister and friends.  Not that I like the running as much but I sure enjoy the camaraderie that goes along with it.
15. I want to go on living so I can do more Zumba.  I like Zumba.
16. I want to go on living so I can continue to teach people about the stigma of depression and that even the normal looking people have problems with it.  And that it is normal and a part of everyday life that everyone can deal with.  I love my medication and love telling people about it.  When I first started taking medication and would tell people not very many people would admit to their own medication use.  They would hide it like it was a crutch that was forced upon them in their otherwise perfect life.
17. I want to go on living because I want to see the house have new flooring.  Carpet in the carpeted areas and hardwood in the others.  I want to repaint the living room a lighter color and repaint the family room to make it look better.
18. I want to go on living so I can get the mold problem in the basement fixed.  That’s kind of freaking me out.
19. I want to go on living so I can finish the landscaping in the backyard.  I think it will be a lovely place to hang out and enjoy when it’s all done.  And I think it will be a lovely place to have a wedding reception or two or four when the time comes.
20. I want to go on living so I can continue to make food for you because you get so delighted with what I make.  Everything is the best I’ve ever made and I get so much enjoyment out of pleasing you.
21. I want to go on living so I can continue to hold hands with you when we go places.  I like holding your hand.  It makes me feel safe.
22. I want to go on living so we can keep coming to stupid things like this.  Even though I think a lot of it is sappy and schmaltzy we got to stay in a nice hotel with a good bed and hang out with each other.  That is fun.

It’s only been 45 minutes.  I’ve looked at the rest of the questions and I think I’ve covered it.

And now I finish the crossword puzzle.

So as you can see, dear reader, I have softened a bit about this experience but once was enough for me.  I don't mind conferences and things but this retreat was a bit much on the sap and schmaltz.  I mean it.  A lot of sap and schmaltz.  Gets on my nerves.

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Marriage Retreat

The hubs had someone approach him a few weeks ago about coming to a well-known marriage retreat to possibly, maybe get into doing it with this company.  He said, "I was invited to come to this marriage retreat by ........... to check it out.  We're going.  It's in Provo and we're staying at the Marriott."  How could I resist that?  Especially because I THOUGHT we were staying in the downtown fancy shmancy Marriott but we're in a Spring Hill Marriott.  Which really isn't too bad.  The toilet has it's own little room separate from the shower.

As soon as I walked into the conference room where this is being held I knew what I was in for.  Schmaltz.  Pure unadulterated schmaltz.  As the husband so eloquently put it a little while ago, I am the man in this relationship.  I don't appreciate schmaltz.  In fact I can't stand it. 

So these couples get up and read from a script that they write themselves then pose questions to us that we then need to write down on a tablet of paper, then answer the questions away from each other for 10 minutes.  Sometimes I go up to our room to write and sometimes he does.  I can't even watch TV without doing two other things at once and I have to sit for 10 minutes and write about crap?  Geez Louise.

First Question: (In our room)

Why did I come to this weekend? And, What do I hope to gain? 

I answered:  I don't know and a tan.  (Then I added, just for fun mind you) I came to this weekend because my Pootie (That's what I call him.  Don't make fun) wanted me to and I love him so I obeyed.  And, I hope to gain some patience and understanding for the ensuing schmaltz.

(Of course he writes these long, eloquent, glorious, beautiful things about our relationship and how much he loves me.  Which I skim over.)

Second Question:

What do I enjoy about our marriage now? And, In what ways would I like to help our marriage grow?

I answered:  I enjoy that now we both work from home that we have even more time to spend together and this has increased our "special times" that the children don't want to talk about. And, I would like to help our marriage grow by coming to these things once a week.  Not really. :) I would like to have more sex with you but not in the car.

(That was supposed to take 10 minutes. I had to stay in the conference room for this so.....)

And now I'm just writing crap on the rest of this paper so I don't look like a stick in the mud.  I hope you like the naughty knickers I brought with me.  They are far cuter than the pioneer panties.  And I'm glad the people in Room 420 aren't on the other side of us so we can make as much noise as we want.

Do you miss the dog?  I do.  She is so fluffy and needs a serious bath.  I don't think she likes her food.

If you decide to do this thing I'm not making any quilted signs nor will there be any lacy tablecloths.  Sorry but it ain't happening.  (This is the schmaltz I mentioned.)

I like you.  You are special to me.  And I'm glad you are putting up with my silliness and ramblings.  You're probably writing very nice things to me or sitting on the pot.  Or both.  You never know.  Isn't this 10 minutes over yet?!  I'm gonna get carpal tunnel syndrome.

Third Question:

What qualities of yours attracted me to you? And, What do I love and appreciate about you now?

You were very nice.  You were very attentive.  You had a hairy chest.  I wanted to touch your wanker.

You're Jonathan Sherman, Friend to the World!  You laugh at my jokes.  You stuck it out.  You have a hairy chest.  I like to touch your wanker. :)

End Day 1.

BTW this whole thing starts again at 7:30 in the freaking butt crack of dawn A.M. !  Who actually pays for this crap?!