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Jugs are just the start

Earlier today, Melissa posted a picture of Channing trying to drink straight from the jug (milk jug). I had come home for lunch and finished off the last couple sips. As soon as I put the cap back on, Channing had to have the jug. He immediately put it up to his mouth, lifted it up, and tilted his head back. Melissa says that I have to be careful in order to not teach him bad habits. But I see this as just laying the foundation. If I don't train him while young, how will I ever get him to do more awesome things - like a motorcycle rope swing ? I guess Melissa now knows the real reason I want to live in an area that has a lot of trees! But we'll have to work up to that. We were outside today. I recently bought a used lawn mower. I thought I'd prime it & start it up, just to make sure it works. I look back towards Channing and see 2 things: Channing standing by the side of the house screaming Melissa giving me a disapproving head shake/scolding from the kitchen wi...

Winter Driving

Well the snow was a bit of a surprise to wake up to this morning. So that means that I was able to shovel snow for the first time this fall/winter. Now that we live in an apartment complex (4plex) it's quite different. The only thing to really shovel are the stairs. Shoveling a driveway is a lot more fun than stairs. There are some sidewalks that I could shovel though. I'll probably end up doing that. With the snow comes a different type of driving. I enjoy driving in the snow usually. Was able to test out our Jeep to see how well the AWD works. One thing that I tend to do is drive with my tires hitting as much of the slush between lanes as I can. I figure I can handle it more than others - especially the small sedans that are low to the ground. So I drive through it so they don't have to. And of course it splashes everywhere - which turns me into a laughing fool. I'm always curious what others think when I do that (or when I'm laughing because of it.) I loo...

Joy of a dishwasher

We've been adjusting well to our new apartment. We like the increased living space (although at the expense of a decreased bathroom & bedroom). The kitchen especially has ample space. We have a pantry, over the stove microwave, and a dishwasher. And our new neighbors hung up wind chimes! But I've found the dishwasher has caused me to be a bit more resourceful. Previously we would wash dishes by hand after nearly every meal. Having silverware that serves 4 was plenty. But now that we have a dishwasher we usually wait for the dishwasher to get full before running (gotta make good use of that energy - we're not heathens.) So a couple times this week I've found myself needing a butter knife, but none are clean. A normal individual would probably just grab a dirty knife and wash it. Or maybe even settle for a steak knife. But my first thought was - why not use a spoon? In this case, I'm attempting to make a delicious PB&J. Keep in mind, I'm not a dimwit s...

That's Bologna

Melissa and I are adjusting to our new area. It's different living in an apartment complex. And our new ward (or church congregation) takes a bit of getting used to. We've met nice people though. Turns out that one of the families is from the mission I served in (Las Vegas West), and was taught by an Elder that I served around. So it was nice doing a little reminiscing. But there are also things that are hard to know how to respond to. An activity this week is a perfect example: A Hotdog, Indexing Party. Nothing like doing some family history work while munching on bulk, rolled beef. There certainly isn't anything wrong with eating a hodge-podge of meat while attempting to read illegible names. Just an odd event. Not really sure why, but hotdogs often remind me of bologna. As a kid (a child - not a baby goat) , if I was craving a hotdog but we didn't have any - I'd simply tightly wrap up a slice of bologna. If I was feeling creative I'd maybe even roll up a s...

One Roommate Gone

For the last 4 months I've been living in a family's basement in Riverton, Utah because of my internship. There are 4 other guys that also live in the apartment. It's a nice place. This is my last week! Woohoo . One of the other roommates decided to move out as well. Turns out he was the one that owned most of the dishes in the kitchen. (And almost all of the food in the freezer) So what are we supposed to do for cereal now? I'm not above using tupperware as a bowl. I don't care. Here's an idea I hadn't thought of though: A paper plate! And then there is always the ever classic of stuffing a handful of cereal in your mouth and taking a swig of milk from the jug. But thankfully I have foresight and I brought 2 bowls with me. Not sure why I brought 2... Only need one. Not like I'm going to have any breakfast guests over. But like I said, this is my last week. Then some guy in his late 60's by the name of Rolf will move in and take my place....