Legoland

When I was 16 I go a job as a photographer at Legoland. While there I heard a rumor that for the last hour that the park is open they let anyone in for free. I had a pass to get in, so I never tested it out.

Fast forward 7 years and I want to take David to Legoland since we live 15 minutes away. I recall this whole "1 Free Hour" deal, so we check it out.

Nope. That's not a thing.

We didn't get in, but we still took a photo out front!

Hot Car

A week ago David and I made the drive from Salt Lake City to San Diego. We moved all our stuff in David's parent's astro van. It was great because we didn't have to pay for a moving van. It sucked because only the rear air conditioning worked. The rear air conditioning is right at the very back of the van. Look at the picture below. See how stuffed the van was? The a/c couldn't reach us up at the front. We drove through the hottest of hot without being able to have cool air.

Baker let us know it was 113 degrees Farenheit. 

Eating an orange so we can be sticky and hot. 

We turned on the a/c for a few hours hoping some of the air would be able to make it's way through our stuff up to us, but all it did was waste gas.

On the bright side, San Diego weather in August is fantastic though!

Corn on the Cob

The other day I was having some corn on the cob with dinner. I peeled the husk off, and near the top of my corn cob was another little green piece. It looked the same color as the husk, so I thought nothing of it. I picked it up, and it was squishy. Upon further investigation in was a dead caterpillar. One of these guys:

GROSS. I cut off about half of my cob and threw it in the trash just to MAKE SURE no caterpillar bits remained. 

Milk Jug

Don't put your milk jug up against the light bulb in your fridge. It will melt a hold in the top and weld the lid to the jug so you can't remove it. But don't worry, you can fix it with a plastic sandwich bag and a rubber band.

Embroidery

Freehand embroidery does not always turn out as beautiful as you thought it would.

I made a rice heat-pack a while back and decided today to embroider some instructions on it so I don't have look them up every time I use it.

It is supposed to say "Microwave for 1 min 30 sec".In the middle of embroidering I forgot which direction 3 is written, apparently.

Dreadlock

A two months ago I put in a cute little hair wrap.

It was so cute and I loved it, but after two months my hair had grown out about and inch and the string was starting to separate, so it was time to take it out.

I took out the hair wrap today, and the inch of hair closest to my scalp was legitimately a dread lock.

As someone who only showers twice a week and doesn't brush her hair, I've had my fair share of "dreadlocks", but nothing compare to the rats nest that this is. The picture doesn't do it justice, but it is a solid knot of hair. I don't know how this happened, but after trying for 15 minutes to un-knot it, I gave up. 

Now I'll have a short, ugly little dread lock in until I can douse it with enough conditioner to loosen the knots.

Chihuahua

Today was a beautiful sunny summer day, so David and I went on a walk around the neighborhood. We were casually talking, having a grand old time laughing at how I can't jump more than 3 inches off the ground, when David pointed to the side and said, "Look at that little dog."

Fun fact: I'm easily frightened by seeing things I don't expect to see, like people in stairwells (I scared my neighbor when I screamed at seeing her) or cats when I turn the corner.

So when David tells me to look at the little dog, I jump, wave my arms, and shriek loudly, as I generally do when I get spooked. My freaking out scared the seconds-ago-calm dog, and it started running at us and barking.

Keep in mind, the dog is a chihuahua.

We went back afterwards for pictures.

The dog is charging us, and David and I are both surprised and scared for a second. It pauses in its charge, just long enough for me to calm down and stay quiet. David on the other hand, who started off calm, is now shrieking and running away. This riles up the chihuahua and it starts nipping at his ankles. David takes off like a bullet running a block away.

I stayed where I was, just acting calm, and the chihuahua went back into the yard and left me alone. 

I don't think the dog is violent, but my initial surprise riled it up enough for it to shock us and it was just a downward spiral that resulted in a good laugh for the next 10 minutes at how wimpy we are.