Sunday, August 18, 2019

When a pregnant woman wants a slurpee on Sunday...

As Spencer and I were on our way home from my sister's house, we drove by not one, but TWO 7-Elevens.

Pretend this is a slurpee machine. GIMME SLURPEE NOW.
It was torture.


As we went by the first 7-Eleven, I told Spencer, "I wish it wasn't Sunday..." Then he finished my response, "since we'd go to 7-Eleven."


As some of you may recall, slurpees are one of the things I crave most (probably once a week). But I refuse to go there since we have a plethora of otter pops in our fridge. (This has nothing to do with the fact that the 7-Eleven closest to us has less than satisfactory flavors recently.)

No blue raspberry and cherry for me to mix together?! Unacceptable.
By the time we get around to the second 7-Eleven, we're toying around with the idea of taking Gatorade and ice, and putting it in the blender. (Mind you, we've thought about doing this previously.)


BUT... Spencer realized that the ice would water down the Gatorade flavor, so it would be best with Gatorade powder. Which we don't currently have...


But not all hope was lost. We got the idea of making an otter pop slushie in the blender! At first we thought about doing just one flavor (each otter pop is 1 oz, so eight would be an 8 oz slushie). But we mix flavors anyway, so we could just mix a bunch of otter pop flavors together!

Did two blue, orange, red, and pink!


I got me my slurpee on Sunday! It was quite good.


 Look out 7-Eleven, we're comin' for you!

Monday, August 12, 2019

*whistles*

Earlier I was in this mood where I had this song stuck in my head and I was singing and acting like the rooster in this song. 

For those of you unaware on where this song originates, it's from the Disney movie Robin Hood.


I was sauntering up and down our hallway like the rooster, while Spencer was giving me these questioning looks.


I told him it was from Robin Hood and he told me he's never heard of this song, or seen the movie. (I, in fact have shown him this video earlier in our marriage.) I gasped and proclaimed that we needed to watch this movie at once! A classic!

I told Spencer this was my favorite part as a kid.

I quickly pulled up YouTube and triumphantly showed him that the video has a red bar across the bottom of the video before I click on it, meaning we've watched the video before.

I click on the video and I continue merrily with my singing and sauntering.


Then when it got to the real good parts, I began to jump up and down to the beat, flailing my arms when the notes went up and down.


Then after the song was over, we went to bed and I read my new weekly update on Baby Hoffman and how he/she is developing.

"Listen up: Tiny bones in your fetus' ears are in place, making it likely that the baby can hear your voice when you're singing in the shower. In fact, studies have found that babies who hear a song while they're in the womb recognize the same tune when it's sung to them after they're born (so choose your lullabies with that in mind.)


I joke to Spencer, "Baby Hoffman can hear me singing this song! I wonder if the baby will want this song as a lullaby!"


He did not find the joke funny.


Instead, Spencer sung us a Tongan lullaby as we fell asleep, which I think is a much better lullaby than The Rooster Song.