You know what the worst part of writing a blog is? Coming up with cheeseball content to post for peoples "entertainment." So yeah. Not that I'm calling anyone's blog cheesy or anything, because they aren't. I must just be a noob at all of this.

So last night me and Nat were having a conversation about weird impossible hookups. I was thinking of an idea for another one of my cheesy romcom chicklit stories and the thought of two people who are impossibly crushing on each other but couldn't hook up for whatever reason seemed very intriguing to me. So here's what we came up with:

K, first things first, my brother Jeff would be so proud of my computer drawing skills. For real. Okay so looking at this deftly drawn diagram we notice that there are five people. The top two people are Bob and Jane. They are married as indicated clearly by the little arrows pointed at each other. I know, it was a dead giveaway. Ok, Bertha and Eunice are Bobs sisters and Jon is Janes brother. Their family had like 12 kids, all with J names. It was good times. Anyways, here's how it breaks down, Jon hooks up with Eunice after serving in the same mission with Bertha. Eunice dies and then he hooks up with Bertha. Easy right?

So you're asking yourself what could possibly be wrong with this hookup? Where do I begin?

1. First of all it's really weird for Jonny boy to even think about dating the younger sibling of his sisters husband. Yeah I'm blaming him cuz it's a guys job to chase after the women. So yeah, really weird. I don't actually know anyone who has had this happen in their family, but Nat apparently does know someone like this. Ask her, I'm sure she'll fill you in on the details.

2. Oh yeah, important detail I forgot about the Jon/Eunice or Jonice hook up. They were engaged when she kicked the bucket. That's where the next detail of weirdness comes in: dating the sister of your deceased fiancee. Yeah that's weird.

3. Finally, with the Jon/Bertha hook up or Berthon (maybe Jertha) the mere fact that they would hook up after server in the same mission is weird. To even contemplate such an incestuous thing is repulsive. Although there are three couples I can think of off the top of my head who hooked up after the mission. Chad and Val, this is a shout out to you! I guess it happens, but that doesn't make it less weird.

So yeah, thanks to this glorious homemade super descriptive diagram, you can see how this would be the perfect set up for a really cheesy chicklit romcom short story right? Yeah I know that's exactly what you guys were thinking when I was going through the weirdness huh? Yeah it's late. I'm sleep deprived.

Today was Brock was saying the word Fank again. That's how he says spank. I asked him if he wanted me to "fank" Jakob. He of course was all for the idea. So I had Jakob come over and shook his hand and said "Thanks." Brock looked at me confused. Yeah, fank means thanks too. And forked spork is the same word twice over- foke foke. Infinitely entertaining.

I realized the other day that I put a Youtube link on like every blog I've written so far. Well I think I have, so here's one for this time around:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DelJrP3P7tA

Thought this was a bit nuts the first time I saw it, but the song is really pretty. He's beating it like a dead horse now though. And because Simon was on it, I thought of another video. Don't get too far into it though, your ears will bleed.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PWPTqdT79Rs

Baby wings and other cheesy topics

So today is Brock's 3rd Birthday which is weird cuz I swear I was just finishing school and looking for a job and Nat was having #2. Now #2 is 3. Weird. So we had my in-laws over and Nat's sister and her husband and kids over. In the process of the festivities, Karlenn (my sister-in-law) told me how her husband Ben told their son Dylan that babies are born with angel wings. My mother-in-law corroborated the story with one of her own about how Dylan told her that babies are born with angel wings and then their parents cut them off. Got to admit I laughed good and hard about that. Ben said that Dylan will believe anything he tells him which I think would be awesome. I think after all the years my kids have spent with me (and by long I mean almost 5, cuz that's how old Jakob is) they have come to expect such trickery from their father and it just doesn't work anymore :(. Oh well, it was still the funniest thing I've heard in a long time.

The other day in my carpool I was making fun of one of my co-workers because country artists steal songs all the time and inject them with their lame "honkytonk", whatever that is. Prime example- Vertical Horizons' Gray Sky Morning. I love that song, but turning it country is a violation. So yeah, I heard this really creepy song by Taylor Swift the other day. It's called Tear Drops on My Guitar. Yeah, it has the creepiest line I've ever heard in a song- "I'll put your picture down and try to get some sleep tonight" or something like that. Kind of stalkery. So yeah, I guess it was a country song first. So I looked it up on good old Youtube and sure enough its a country song. And here's the worst part: I almost liked the country version more! Yeah, that's a serious moral dilemma for me. I hate country music A LOT. So yeah, go check out the two versions of that song and let me know what you think.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R7DRtl6CTqc Country Version

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6EM8OpH79z8 Human friendly version

As a related side note, it's almost shameful that I'd even blog about this, but whatever. My brothers were giving me crap over the weekend for blogging. I guess only women blog. Well, I play WoW too and that is almost generally despised so I think I can handle a little blogging. Oh yeah, did anyone else notice that Tyler Hilton was in the video? If you are a OTH fan, you'll remember this lovable tyke.

This is Brock practicing the technique we used to remove his angel wings. Yeah it really worked out. Nat says he's squealing in delight. I think he's going for the monkey's ear. You be the judge.

Dance Dance Revolution

K, so Nat already blogged about this, so go and check out her post with Jakob "tearing it up". Dance Dance is pretty awesome, lets be honest. At first I was thinking 'Wow, can this really be all that great? I mean I've played Guitar Hero and didn't really see why people thought it was so awesome, and DDR is sort of similar." Well, I was wrong. DDR is some seriously sweet action.

Check out this video of a guy dancing to Jakob's favorite DDR song "Until Forever". http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aTzFM0DEH1M

So yeah, we are accepting all challengers, just come on over and feel the wrath of my pregnant wife's rhythmic skills!

Ode to WoW and getting hit on by guys online

Okay so first things first, upon review of my last and only post, I didnt say I hated blogs Ms. Smith, I said that I thought they were lame. Subtle difference you see.

So I was thinking about all of the stuff that people blog about the other day, and because Nat pretty much has the kids covered I had to come up with something else...... thus enters WoW. So I was playing the other day and I was standing outside of the bank and a guy asked me if he could ask me a question. I said sure and he asked if I was a dirty girl. The following illustration may help:

So yeah, I know I'm a woman online. I get a lot of crap from the guys I work with, but it's all good. No one has to know right? Except all the people reading this.....

Needless to say, I told the kind gentleman on WoW that I'm not a dirty girl, in fact I'm a dude. He got a little weirded out. It makes me wonder why he ever made the assumption that my character in any way represents what I would look like in real life. My favorite part about old Zasht there is the eyebrows. Definitely the eyebrows. Oh yeah, and that isnt a lantern she's holding, its her super duper hammer that she uses to hit stuff. It's good times. Oh yeah, this isnt an isolated incident. I get hit on all the time while playing World of Warcraft. 15 year olds? I would have to say yes, yes there are a few who play.

It makes me wonder about peoples online personna's though. I think this gets back to blogging too. Could this blog ever be a representative sample of me? Doubt it. Do I think other peoples blogs really cut it for them? Nope. Does it matter? Probably not. I think I'm thinking about this too much.

Anyway, hi mom, hope somebody's told you that I started a blog. So here's the obligatory picture of my kids! Oh wait, this'll be funnier- me fat, and me after fifty pounds. Can you tell the difference? Baby Troy is with me in the top one, an unknown masked midget and Brock are with me on the bottom. Good Times.