Another day, another first.

The past few days have been a day of firsts.

Last week while driving on Highland Drive Ad & I saw a woman carrying nothing less than a gallon of milk on her head! Talk about serious balance! I consider myself lucky if I can get my beverages from the cart to the trunk safely, let alone balancing a gallon of leche atop my locks! WOW! Kudos for this mama.

The second 'first' was a Scouting Recognition Dinner I attended last evening... alone... which can be summed up in two words: awkward & painful. In an attempt to escape the horribly awkward table conversation, or lack there of, I went to the ladies room and atop my 'throne' was a Glade air freshener with FEATHERS attached to it! How, uh, charming?

At this moment I became grateful that 11 year old boys aren't interior designers. Oh... and let us not forget the tender message inscribed on the duct tape. I bet you all are dying for one of these bebes! Eh?

Naming Your Child 101.

Occasionally I think we all come across names that make one wonder "What were that poor child's parents thinking?!!!"

Well, here at the Scout Office, we come across more than our fair share of 'special' names. Some of our previous findings include: David Pettagrew Huffaker Fitz. ALL ONE NAME, and his brother, Skyler Pettagrew Huffaker Fitz. That my friends is a huge name for one person. Not to mention that it sounds like a character from a Dr. Seuss book. Some others are: Orangello, Dow Jones Jr. and the list could go on and on!

Well I think this name takes the cake for parental stupidity: La-a. Say it with me now La-a. Feel like your singing? Well, we had to call the parent of La-a, asking for a correct SS# and when we said that it was for "La-a", this parent FREAKED out! Saying "I don know whys ya'll can't pernouce 'er name. It spelt jus like it sound: Ladasha." SERIOUSLY! I kid you fellow blogger's not. This is as true as it gets! This woman actually believed that people would sound out the hyphen in her child's name! WOW! Wonders shall never cease to amaze!

Scout-O-Lame-A

What do 2 horribly off tune singing & dancing groups, along with a Abraham Lincoln impressionist AND a bagpipist all have in common? Well I'll tell ya! These were the 'highlights' of my weekend peeps! You see, I had to work on Friday and Saturday at the Scout-O-Rama and let me tell ya... I don't think my ears and eyes will soon recover from the pain and horror endured on Saturday between the hours of 6:30 am and 1:00 pm. Holy shmolly!

My day began bright and early checking in all the VIP's for the breakfast being held(not a bad way to start the day I might add, speaking with Kyle Whittingham, a few mayors, a District Attorney, and the LDS Primary and Young Men's presidencies). My count was for 64 people. ANd let me tell you, "people came that totally did NOT rsvp (<-- Clueless reference anyone?) and above all those people brought their spouses! I was freaking out! Anywho, we were able to work it out in the end, but come-on peeps! You've got to RSVP to these things! Once I checked in the peeps, it was off to organize the honored guest area, which sadly, was right next to the main stage. The person in charge of entertainment was some 50 yr. old idiot on rollerblades that wore strange hats (one was a top hat with the head of a flamingo coming out the top, legs coming down to the sides, and wings...). The only thing worse than a comedian that isn't funny, is one that thinks he is and isn't!

So this rollerblading finatic was in charge of booking main stage entertainment. I never thought that I'd actually wish for the "dazzle dogs" show from last year, but I suppose wonders never cease to exist. I'm not sure if these teenage performers were from a high school, or just a community song and dance group, but OH MY GOSH! I do NOT exaggerate when I say that not a SINGLE note was in tune! The term 'pitchy' so lovingly coined by AI is being kind I assure you! I had to 'man' the special guest area, but at times had to walk away as my laugh could not be silenced any longer. Sigh. I still can't decide if their singing was worse than their dancing however... I suppose I'll never know. Sigh.

I felt such relief when their final number was finished and they left the stage. I'm not sure why because on walked an Abraham Lincoln impersonater who recited portions of the Emmancipation Proclamation while inserting horribly rehearsed lines.

The best part was watching his long and awkward pauses when he'd lose track of where he was in his recitation! It was painful. Oh so painful. All I could say at this point was wow. And then he ended with a horrible and inappropriate joke about someone pulling a gun to his head. HELLO! You're impersonating Abe Lincoln! To all those "Office" fans out there, I couldn't stop laughing as I remembered the Benjamin Franklin impersonater that Jim hires for Phyllis's bachelorette party. HI-Larious!

Anywho. The day was redeemed. I was able to leave around 1 instead of 4 like originally planned, and spruced the house up for the evenings festivities. Dinner with friends + cupcakes for Paul's bday (and Marci's as hers is on Tuesday) + some late night games = FUN TIMES!

I hope that you all had a fabulous weekend.

Now. Any ideas of what to get 2 mother-in-laws for Mother's Day?

Ewwwwwwe!

True Story.

I'm sitting at work today, and Beverly Oouts, a sadly unfortunate and awkward seasonal worker is speaking to her daughter on the phone (we are part of a 4 part cubicle thing so I'm not trying to listen in, it is just unavoidable in close working conditions). Turns out, Beverly's family has had a case of Lice! YIKES!!! I have never been in contact with lice before, but just the thought has given me the heebiejeebies! She was giving her daughter instructions to get this 'spray' and spray everything down with it. Um. Spray? Aren't you suppossed to like strip down everything and wash it like crazy? Then she says, "Yah, thats what we've used in the past. It doesn't get them all though, there are always a few that don't die so we'll just get them next time." Whoa whoa WHOA! Next time?!!!" Who are these people! Shouldn't lice be a one time thing? Something normal people avoid like the plague? Who prepares for a 'next time!' *shudder*

I can't stop itching just thinking about it! Anywho, when I returned from lunch the following picture was on my desktop, courtesy of Sam, one of my fellow employees who was present!



Happy Monday!*shudder*

Nifty Gifties..err not...

I worked on this event for the Scouts and the chairman of the event a Mr. McDougal, decided to honor me with a certificate titled "The Worlds Greatest Secretary" and a gift. What is this amazing nifty gift you might wonder? I mean, after all it has to be a gift befitting the "Worlds GREATEST Secretary" right?! We shall see!

You see there is nothing wrong with giving gifts, and there is nothing wrong with giving gifts with a slogan or phrase, ensignia of your place of employment, (i.e. when the Scouts give gifts its perfectly normal for it to be 'Scouty' in theme or have a fleur-di-lis etc. on it). Well, Mr. McDougal gave me an ice cream scoop. That's normal right? Sure! What's disturbing is that Mr. McDougal runs a mortuary!

On the back of my scoop it says "“Service measured not by gold, but by the Golden Rule. Best Wishes from McDougal Funeral Home." Are you serious! Like I want to think of corpses as I scoop into my Mint-Choco-Chip? Yikes!

I'm so glad...

I'm so glad when daddy comes home glad as I can be!!!

This past week Adam's dad and his little brother Daniel came to visit us! It was great to spend some time with them as the times we see them are few and far between.

I really love Adam's dad, Tracy. He is a very hard working man, and so full of ideas and plans. He reminds me so much of Adam, and I am so grateful to Daddy Hansen for raising a good man. Adam truly rocks my socks! He is so full of optimism and love of life. He has a lot to give and if he doesn't know something he will research the hell out of it (pardone my French)! Sometimes I give him a hard time about being an encyclopedia, and true, hanging out with him and his dad is like being wedged between two special edition car facts reports, I admire their enthusiam for things!

In other news I met with a personal trainer at the Gold's Gym, and he totally kicked my BUTT! I sersioulsy thought I was going to pass out and it felt so great! Too bad we can't affort the $270-$880 it would cost each month to have a trainer, but I am excited to be heading in the right direction.

Stay tuned for updates regarding Phantom @ Hale Center,Easter with the fam, and of coarse the Britney Spears concert! Lata chickas!