my hero

an incident from last night:

boo runs squealing from the bathroom

b: jesse! jesse! there is an earwig in the bathroom sink! kill it! kill it!
j: are you sure it's an earwig? it's probably just another beetle.
b: alright, well can you please go kill whatever just watched me use the bathroom?

jesse sets his book down, walks into the bathroom, and turns on the sink.

j (yells from bathroom): alright, i covered it with a glob of toothpaste so it couldn't get away. i'll take care of it.
b: toothpaste?
j: yeah, to hold it down so it couldn't fly away if it felt a little water, or heard the water, or sensed i was going to be turning the water on. i'm trying to just wash it down the drain.
b: really?
j: yeah. don't worry, it worked.

sink turns off. boo joins jesse in the bathroom to see him dumping mouthwash down the sink.

b: mouthwash? what are you doing?
j: what? it would really burn if it got all this mouthwash in its eyes. can you imagine how badly that would burn to get mouthwash in your eyes?
b: i think i see it crawling back out of the drain.
j: yep, i'll smash it. can you imagine how much faster it would have been if i hadn't blinded it with the mouth wash first?

thank you, honey, for always thinking up such elaborate schemes to keep me feeling safe.

simple pleasures

sometimes i think life will be perfect when i have written something that is recognized as significant by the world.

sometimes i think life will be perfect when i have obtained perfect faith and act with perfect charity.

sometimes i think life will be perfect when i finally have what i consider to be a perfect haircut.

sometimes i think life will be perfect when i am a mother to a dozen wee ones.

sometimes i think life will be perfect when i have traveled the world over.

then jesse comes around and convinces me that there is little one needs to really feel that life has attained a state like unto perfection. this weekend all it took was some "cotton eyed joe" blaring, roller skates firmly strapped to my feet, quarters flowing into the arcade games of DeLeta Family Fun Center, a wealth of tickets to spend on finger puppets and plastic jewelry, and some time laughing hysterically with my best friend.

best.date.ever.

speech! speech! speech!

does this blog feel more official?
does it sound like it is coming from a productive member of society?
because it is.

i got a job. and i am thrilled. and it is BY FAR the best job i applied for.

in two weeks, i will begin working as a writer/tours administrator for the idaho national lab (inl). this job is fabulous for a few reasons:

they actually LIKE that i have a master's in english (who knew?)
the interview itself was so relaxed, fun, and interesting
it is in idaho falls, so i will be able to go to target on a regular basis after work
the health insurance is AWESOME
i get every other friday off
it pays significantly more than any other job i applied for.

so, thank you to everyone who said a little prayer for me or kept me in their thoughts. i have no doubt that those efforts helped so very, very much. today i have learned--yet again--that i am pretty willing to take whatever comes my way first, but that if i am patient and let the Lord help me make these decisions that he always comes up with a much better plan.

and that's today's thought. holla.

so poorly cast as a malcontent

well, as it always seems to happen, the moment i published my self-pitying declaration, things started to look up. it seems the Lord always knows just when to come through for me and show me that life really is much more of a blessing than a difficulty... no big news to report on the job front as of yet, but it looks like we are on the brink of something amazing, so keep the prayers/good thoughts coming. and to everyone who provided some words of encouragement THANK YOU. you made me laugh and, most importantly, you made me feel much better.

i have decided to use this post to highlight some of the positives about my life lately. i don't have any pictures of the house yet (i know, i really should get going on that), but I have enjoyed working on a few projects for all the new space. for instance, i am now the third generation of the davis family to refinish this dresser. my grandma refinished it some years ago, then passed it on to my parents--who also refinished it--and now i have had my turn. i quite like how it turned out.

i also had a gay old time making myself a table runner, as the dining table is actually used for eating now and not as my desk. awesome.

and yes, in case you were wondering, it's totally reversible. i'm not really great at the whole sewing thing (if you don't believe me, you can ask my dad. he always likes to tell people about the time i tried to make pajama pants and i sewed the whole thing shut. come to think of it, that would have made one lovely, pants-shaped table runner...), so this is pretty exciting.

another momentous occasion has been getting jesse a new bike to handle his transportation needs, particularly the need to get from one end of campus straight uphill to the other side of campus in ten minutes. i feel like we have now adopted a lovely, red, french child who lives in the back of the house next to our washer and dryer. welcome to the family, LeMond.

finally, and most excitingly, we are so close to both of our families. the drive to visit our parents seems so short in comparison to the drive from boise. it has been so great to be able to quickly make a visit... and to show annie and marion (aka mommy dearest) the thrill that is photobooth.

so, overall, life is good. life is great. life is blessed.

i can't see why you'd want to live here

alright, i hate to use my blog as a forum for pure complaining (though my last post was also a rant of sorts...), but i am having a rough week. to be brief: i hate pocatello--aka blowsville. it seems that every day in pocatello is the beginning of another disappointment. here is the abridged list of my complaints:

there is no target.
the winco (my hopeful replacement of target) here is tiny and totally sucks.
i have no friends.
my sweet nephews are almost three hundred miles away, and they are getting bigger and learning new things all the time without me. the phone just isn't cutting it.
jesse is busy with school all the time.
i still don't have a job.
there are spiders EVERYWHERE (one crawled out from behind my oven yesterday while i was making dinner!).

i know that technically eastern idaho is my home, so this shouldn't be such an adjustment, but i am totally homesick.

i'm trying to remain positive--really, i am--but i am reaching my breaking point. before i go crazy and chop off all of my hair in an effort to cope (i have already tried to schedule an appointment, luckily my stylist isn't returning my phone call--AH! add that to my list of complaints), does anyone have any words of encouragement?