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PROLOGUE: From all the dwellings that our papuliferous readership inhabit–from the patrial Pacific to the the abyssopelagic Atlantic; from all corners of the gerontogenous globe, nay, from the hypnagogic confines of ‘other’ blogs to the vast beyond and all galaxies, supernovae, nebulae, conundrums, cabbages and kings in between, comes the whispered hermeneutic chatter pertaining to none other than the posts of this blog. To our demotic readership I say, “good fortune to you, yet another empyreal post is being authored. It will be the 113th in this olamic saga!” I can sense, already, the statements formulating in your minds: “may it not be hircine like that of your fellows.” I reply, “silence!–come… what may.” And what came was this mantic masterpiece:
POST: We got back from Jamaica and pulled into Provo without a place to live. Because BYU has tightened up their housing standards, married people have no place to live, so one of our married friends we just found out was living out of their car for four days before they found a place, another couple was living in a tent for a week and then a yucky motel room and those are just the people we asked. It is crazy! Anyway, we were in a hotel room for 3 days as we searched every single day all day long for a place to live. Finally we found a basement apartment 3 miles south of campus. It is really really big and cute with TONS of light (so it doesn’t even seem like a basement apartment) but it is 10 minutes away from campus and I don’t have a kitchen! It has a little kitchenette (i.e. a countertop, cabinets, and sink and that is it) so that is a HUGE bummer. Other than that we really like it and the ward is really great. It was so funny because on Sunday we sat by this couple who had a little boy who is just 4 weeks younger than Jace and it was HILARIOUS to see them interact. They would crawl all over eachother, head butt, steal eachothers toys, grab eachother’s faces, share food with one another—just so cute and boyish. That was the first time Jace has interacted with a person his age/size so it was just incredible to him!
We live on the hill so there is this huge mountain behind our house that Trevor was determined to climb so last Friday we got up bright and early, filled up my CamelPak, grabbed our trecking poles, shoved Jace in his baby backpack, and headed up the mountain. It was really awesome because Trevor didn’t know I was such a skilled climber so he was taking me through all these scary and difficult things and I felt really accomplished. After we were about 2/3 of the way up the mountain (after three hours of climbing) we sat down for a break and discovered we were out of water (we had only brought the water in my CamelPack which holds about 2 liters) so Trevor decided we better head down because it was SO hot and the peak was still over an hour away and then we had the whole downclimb, but I really really wanted to go to the summit since we kicked our butts to get that far. Trevor finally gave in and we continued our climb. Oh my goodness, I should have listened to the experienced mountaineer because we were about to DIE when we finally reached the summit. It was a VERY difficult climb at the top (Trevor had to set up ropes and everything) and the hot sun and exhaustion of the climb coupled together just killed us. We were both SO dehydrated and weak when we reached the top that we just looked out over the valley for 5 minutes and then started the downclimb. Trevor said that it should have taken us just over half an hour to downclimb from that height but because the terrain was so treacherous, it took us over an hour and a half; when we finally stumbled into our house and reached the faucet we were about to die. Water has never tasted as good as it did at that moment. Aside from the dehydration it was a really awesome experience and I love that Trevor now sees me as a true semi-mountaineer.
I think we already talked about this, but Jace had roseola really really bad. His ENTIRE front and back were COVERED in a rash. It was so bad that you couldn’t even see his regular skin. He has fully recovered and is back to his cheerful, energetic, get into everything, self. I bought him his first pair of shoes yesterday and he LOVES them! I put them on his feet and he started grabbing at them and laughing his head off. So cute!
When we were snorkeling in Jamaica, Trevor found me a sea urchin skeleton because I love those. The skeleton is extremely fragile so I packed it up so well in Jamaica and then took great lengths to keep it intact the entire way to Provo. When I unpacked it a couple days ago it was as beautiful as the day Trevor found it for me in the oceans of Jamaica. Well, yesterday Trevor and I were sitting around and all of a sudden we heard Jace choking so we rushed into the room to see what he was choking on and we saw Jace puking up my beautiful sea urchin. He had chewed it into a hundred little pieces and devoured the whole thing and then chocked when a part of the skeleton tickled his throat. His throw up was even white where his stomach acids had begun to decompose the skeleton.
Jace is really funny because whenever he eats something he likes he will start dancing. Like, when Trevor and I are eating sandwiches he will crawl up and make a chomping motion with his mouth to indicate he wants a bite so we will give him the sandwich, he will take a bite, and then start bouncing up and down and wiggling his little bum and head in joyous satisfaction. He dances when he gets fruit loops, wheat thins, sandwiches, bread, licorice, and Mambas. It is really cute. He also dances whenever the phone rings or a computer is turned on. OH! And it is SO cute when the phone rings while he is holding it, because he will suddenly look as if he is caught red handed and he will throw it as far as he possibly can, turn to us with wide eyes, and give an expression to say, “It wasn’t me! I didn’t do anything!!” Very funny. Also, he has learned to “gasp” so he will just crawl around gasping. If we walk in front of him, he will gasp, if he finds something to eat, he will gasp, if he gets a toy, he will gasp. Funny! When my phone rings he will stop whatever he is doing and look alarmed and start looking around for where it is because he knows when a phone rings everyone jumps up and rushes around to find it. He loves to participate in our little rituals.
OH! I can’t believe the most important event of the week—nay, the year! Halo 3 came out!!! We have had it reserved for forever so we called EB Games and asked them when we could come get it and they said we better come at 9 to get in line and then they would open the doors at midnight to start handing out the reserved copies. Well, we went at 7 to see how things were looking and there was already a line of about 50 people so Trevor found a bench in the mall, brought it to the line and sat down. I then went home to get his essentials (his philosophy book and laptop) and a pizza then met back up with him an hour later and proceeded to wait in line until the doors opened at midnight. The first people in line had been waiting there since 9 in the MORNING! So they were waiting a total of 15 hours!! It was a lot of fun and to be there for the grand reveal of the most talked about game of the century was awesome. When we finally had the game in hand we ran out the doors to the car because Trevor was SOOO excited to play so we hopped in, strapped Jace in, and took off. As we exited the mall parking lot we heard sirens and realized the cop was after us. Trevor about DIED!!!! The cop came up to the window and asked Trevor if he knew why he pulled him over and we had no idea and the cop said it was because Trevor ran one of those little stop signs in the mall parking lot and Trevor was like, “Oh, I am really sorry, I was just so excited to play my new game.” And the officer was like, “Yeah, we thought there would be a bunch of people too excited to obey the traffic laws so we are all stationed here.” Can you believe that?! Preying on the excitement of young boys!? SO mean!!!! Trevor was LIVID and was devising what he was going to say to the cop when he got back from writing our ticket. Finally he came back and handed Trevor the ticket. Trevor was about to lay into him when he saw that the cop gave him a warning. Lucky for that cop he gave Trevor a warning! Trevor would have taken it to national television! Anyway, we got home and Trevor played until noon the next day. Thank goodness he didn’t have any classes. He has become extremely responsible because he wanted to play more but he decided to go to sleep so he could wake up and do his homework. Isn’t he the picture of responsibility? Well, when he woke up a couple hours later he was really really sick and we found out he had gotten motion sickness from Halo. Weird, huh? He was super sick and had to go back to bed. He woke up a couple hours later, declared himself well enough to play, and played for a couple more hours until he was too sick and then did his homework.
That’s all for now! We are excited for you all to come up for conference! Fun fun fun! OH! I can’t believe I forgot this! President Hinckley spoke here last Tuesday for the homecoming commencement. We went an hour early so we could get good seats but it was already packed when we got there so we got mediocre seats but then Jace kept crying so we had to rock him in the portal but the usher kicked us out saying we were a fire hazard. We were so irritated. But it was awesome to see President Hinckley!
For more information on what we were smoking when we wrote the prologue and where to get it, click here.
CLOSING COMMENTS: For those of you not learned in the oratory of the elite, a short dictionary of terms is listed (you are lucky, I was going to password protect these definitions with the password “I am not as smart as the Chapmans.” But mercy overcame when I saw a certain one of you stuck in a moment of timelessness and panic; needing, wanting to know the definitions, yet not being able to yield to the above type):
- papuliferous: pimply; bearing or pertaining to pimples
- patrial: of, like or pertaining to one’s native land
- abyssopelagic: of, like or pertaining to the depths of the ocean; Greek meaning “no bottom”
- gerontogenous: of, like or pertaining to the Old World
- hypnagogic: sleep-inducing; pertaining to drowsiness or sleep
- hermeneutic: of, like or pertaining to the interpretation of passages
- demotic: of, like or pertaining to the common people
- empyreal: of, like or pertaining to heaven; sublime; skyward
- olamic: of or belonging to a vast period or eon
- hircine: having a goatish smell; of, like or pertaining to smelly goats
- mantic: of, like or pertaining to divination; prophetic; divinely inspired
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