Wednesday, May 27, 2009

The bright side:

at least now I don't have to give up all of my TV shows.

Monday, May 25, 2009

My heart is broken today

RIP law school. I am 10% relieved, 90% devastated. I don't expect you to understand. Just be sad for me because I am sad today. Tomorrow will be better, but today I am sad.

Monday, May 18, 2009

weekend and wedding thankimony

I love weddings for all of the many obvious reasons-the true love talk, the "something fancy", sentimentality and spirituality,the fixing up and getting cute, the pictures-but also because they are generally not very kid friendly. No, actually they are better then NOT kid friendly; weddings demand the appearance of being kid friendly without actually being so. So, you can dress your children all up in adorable, expensive clothes, gawk at them for a few minutes, take pictures, and then send them away. And then, you get to mix and mingle and adore the bride and groom and make them feel awkward and remember your own wedding and how much you really love your spouse. Thank you Cameron and Ashley for getting married; you guys rock, and even though it means I have to share my name, I am so happy that Ashley Jane has joined the rapidly expanding extended Burr family. I would like to thank my adorable, precious little handsome son for so profoundly misbehaving so that we could send him to camp out at Nana's house while we enjoyed ourselves at the wedding festivities; and actually, he did a fine job with his momentary responsibility to look cute for pictures. And I also want to thank my wonderful parents for wanting to have him all weekend. And my sister for taking us to the airport. And my in laws for doing their part in such an excellent and beautiful wedding, and still squeezing in time to spend with us and Eli. And Ben and Wia for letting us stay at their house. And Heather and Shea for being awesome. And Matt for taking an excellent picture of us and Marc for having a cool beard. Weddings just make you love everyone... Good times.

Oh, and Wes for picking us up from the airport and Tamara for watching Duane-I can't believe how many people it took for me to have such a fun weekend! But thank you.

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Our coolest tradition

This was Adam's third straight year of attendance, my and Eli's second. Someone should really plan to come and visit us for this event next year. It was so much fun. We sat on the beach with Brett and Melissa and company and watched the Red Bull air show while our kids entertained themselves with sand, water and goldfish crackers. It is an unbelievable show.

And Chels, I know exactly how jealous you are of this picture.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Pants story part 1: The tale of two pants

Ok. So I hope everyone enjoyed no pants day to its fullest. Now, as promised, part 1 of the pants saga.

It was January 2007, approximately 2.5 months before Eli's birth. Adam, Chelsea and I traveled to Ecuador to complete Adam's Latin American studies internship, volunteer our "teeth cleaning skills???", have one last adventure, and watch the wife of a small town mayor shamelessly flirt with Adam. (This is the outfit she seriously made me try on in front of like 30 people, probably to humiliate me and show my husband how much comparatively hotter she was. Good times.) Anyway, I think we paid 250.00 round trip for the airfare-which is the entire reason we went; a charity organization had offered the tickets to anyone who would use them before the end of the month. However, we didn't realize until we were at the airport that these tickets were standby tickets for employees of the airline. So, as we were trying to check-in wearing our comfortable sweats for the 14 hour flight, the attendant explained to us that we were supposed to be dressed in business attire. He was telling us that we could not fly, that we were supposed to be accompanied by an employee and "bla bla bla I am a small time employee on a big time ego boosting power trip." It got down to like 20 minutes before our flight was supposed to leave. Chels and I were just kind of sitting there in a nervous panic while my husband politely and diplomatically (something we both know I am not capable of) weaseled our way into a compromise; that compromise turned out to be the greatest source of entertainment for that trip, and really ever since: Adam started to open his suitcase in a quiet flurry. FYI That is how you can tell when Adam is really mad; he gets very quiet and does things really quickly. He pulled out a skirt for me, and told Chelsea to do the same. So we slipped on skirts over our sweats and discreetly pulled off the sweats, no big deal.

Adam, however, and I am seriously still laughing hysterically as I type this, proceeded to shove himself IN HIS SWEATS, MIND YOU, into a second pair of khaki pants. It took a few minutes for him to shove the sweats down into place and button up the overlaying khakis; we all-meaning Chelsea and I and everyone else waiting to check their baggage-just stared in disbelief...and none of these people even knew how much Adam hates pants! He looked up at the attendant with a resigned but indignant look, and demanded our tickets. I don't know if it even would have been possible for him to do anything else besides hand them over after watching Adam put on a second pair of pants right in front of him. So my husband wore two pair of pants. For 14 hours. While sitting on an airplane. It is still the most hilarious thing in the world to hear him complain about it. But, I think he would agree that the trip was well worth the suffering he endured.

And aren't I a good sport for posting this picture? Kind of ironic because it looks like I am the one wearing two (or three, or four...) pairs of pants huh? Lay off, I am like seven months pregnant here. And besides, you can kind of see how cool, and incredibly huge, Quito, Ecuador is.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Before we make a final decision

about law school, we just had to make sure that I do not want to go to dental school.

And I don't. I'm glad that there are people who do; I'm glad that my husband is one of those people. But I am not.

Friday, May 1, 2009

Eli's birthday books

Eli wanted to personally thank his Nana and Grandma for the birthday books he received. He thinks that they rock and so far, he has only destroyed one and damaged two; so three out of six are completely intact. Reader, you would be shocked at how many hours a week I spend duct taping, gluing and just generally repairing Eli's books. I should start a rambunctious children's book repair shop. Anyway, I really think books are the best baby shower, birthday and anytime gift that anyone can give to a child. Kids don't grow out of them nearly as fast as they do clothes--and most kids don't destroy them as quickly as mine does. Thank you Nana and Grandma for the wonderful books.

PS This is what happened when I tried to get Eli to look at the camera and smile