So ever since Andrew saw my last post (he didn't actually read it though, he just saw the title, and probably the word "dog" somewhere in that post) he's been taking the time to inform me that we are never getting a dog. He's told me point blank like three times that we are not getting a dog. And when I told him I still want a fish he even said no to that. "First it's a hamster, then it's a fish, then it's a dog," apparently. Maybe when Harley dies I'll get my fish, cause he's already told me we're not getting another hamster. And now he even acts like he doesn't like Harley as much. What kind of man did I marry??? No I'm just kidding, I know exactly the kind of man I married and I'm perfectly okay with that man. I decided if we never get a dog I'll be okay with it, cause I'll still have him. Unless he dies (since he's going into the Army after all), in which case I will get my dog, and I will probably never be happy again. That's kind of a depressing thought and you probably didn't come here to get depressed so we'll just move on from that.
Also, Harley is not quite so vicious anymore. I think she really just wasn't happy with being forcibly taken from her old home. You'd probably lash out too if someone took you from your friends and put you in a box and shook you all around while they were driving and then stuck you in a new cage in a completely foreign place. In fact, you'd definitely lash out, and you'd probably call the police, if you still had your cell phone. That actually sounds like the basic plot to a lot of movies. But hamsters don't have cell phones, nor do they speak English, so all Harley could do was bite us. Like I said though, she's calming down a lot. She lets us pet her now without whipping around as fast as she possibly can and trying to bite our fingers off, and she even let me hold her last night without trying to bite me. She's still as feisty as ever, and she doesn't like being held, but maybe in a few days (or weeks...or never) she won't bite at all.
*Wrap*
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
I Am Slowly Wearing Andrew Down
Don't worry, it isn't as bad as the title makes it sound.
So I've really wanted a fish for awhile now (I've been asking if we could get one since before Thanksgiving), but Andrew wouldn't let me get one because what were we gonna do with it over Thanksgiving and Christmas breaks? So I patiently waited for winter semester so I could get my fish. Well it's now winter semester, and after asking a couple of times and begging if we could go last Saturday, Andrew (rather reluctantly) gave in and said we would go Monday (as in yesterday). Well on Saturday night Andrew, Alex, and I went up to my grandparent's house and Alex told us he wanted to bring his dwarf hamster with him but he was afraid of being caught on his way out of the building. Obviously this implies that they're not allowed to have pets in his dorm, so please please don't turn him in or show this blog post to his RA (or any other RA for that matter, unless you know they aren't gonna do anything) cause I would feel really bad if I got him in trouble and you would be a jerk. I mean, neither my brother nor his hamster are doing anything to you, so what would you possibly gain from turning him in? Nothing, that's what, besides maybe a new reputation as a jerk. So anyway, Alex told us we should come look at his dwarf hamster when we got back to Provo, so when we got back to Provo on Sunday night after a relaxing day with our grandparents, we did indeed go look at his dwarf hamster. It was freakin' cute. Either Alex would make a good salesman, or I'm just a sucker, cause after that I wanted a dwarf hamster.
Monday came around and Andrew and I had lots of errands to do, like grocery shopping, going to Plato's Closet to get some new jeans, and picking up our new pet. Oh and here's a random story that made me super happy but has nothing to do with our new pet. A couple of weeks ago Andrew and I went to Big Lots to look for stuff to hang one of our new Christmas presents (it's obviously a picture), and there's a Dollar Tree next to the Big Lots, both of which happen to be next to the Macey's at which we shop. We stopped by the Dollar Tree too, and I found some two-packs of nail polishes that were the one of the brands I like and were only one dollar (because they were at the Dollar Tree). These nail polishes are like $2.79 or something at Target and $3.79 at the Macey's next door, so I was amazed at what a steal that was. I didn't get any then though, but since we're over there like every week when we go grocery shopping, I figured I'd get them eventually. So yesterday when we went to Macey's to do our grocery shopping I ran over to the Dollar Tree to get some of those nail polishes. I ended up getting a 4-pack of emery boards, two of those two packs of nail polishes (one of them had one nail polish and this Vitamin E nail and cuticle oil), and base/top coat. I go up to the register thinking this is gonna cost me $4 (which is actually really good for all of that), and the lady rings me up and tells me my total is $2.17. Thinking something is wrong she checks the price, and sure enough, the two packs of nail polishes are ringing up at one cent. She calls her manager, who calls another manager, who says that that is indeed what the price is. She actually yells this across the store, as she didn't actually come over to the register. So if any of you need new nail polish, you should definitely check out the Dollar Tree next to the Macey's on State Street and Bulldog, right across from the hospital. Even if they fixed it so they don't ring up at one cent, you're still getting a $7 value for $1, and who doesn't want to save $6?
Anyway, back to the pet story. After we did everything else, we stopped by Petsmart (even though Alex told us he got his hamster at Petco) and we found out that while Petsmart may be the superior store for pet supplies, it is most definitely not the superior store for actual pets. They did have way cooler fish than Petco did though, so if I ever convince Andrew to let me get a fish too (I still want one), then we will definitely be getting it from Petsmart. So anyway, by this point Andrew was in one of those pissy moods he gets in when he doesn't want to be doing something or is mad about something, but we went to Petco and found our dwarf hamster. We ended up getting this cute little female one, who, while she may look cute, is actually quite feisty and somewhat vicious. Sounds like a lot of women doesn't it? She spent the whole ride home trying to claw and bite her way out of box she was in and if you put your finger anywhere near her, she'll try to bite it. We figured it was just because of her eventful day and because she probably wasn't happy about being taken away from her two pals that she shared the cage with at Petco. We decided to name her Harley, because we couldn't think of any other names and that was one of the suggestions when I Googled, "What should I name my hamster?" We also Googled stuff about how to get your hamster to stop biting, and there were lots of good suggestions, and if you have a biting hamster you should also check it out. I actually don't know if we're allowed to have pets in our apartment complex, but another couple who lives here got a dog, and they got permission from the managers, so if they can have a dog, I'm sure it will be okay for us to have a hamster. Oh and if you're wondering how they can have a dog in a tiny apartment, it's just a little pug puppy, so it's probably okay. It's not like they're trying to cram a Great Dane into their apartment.
So anyway, here's why I'm wearing Andrew down. I really really REALLY want to get a dog eventually, but Andrew absolutely refuses. He says it's the one thing he won't give in on. He basically thinks they're a waste of space and money and if he's gonna spend money on something, it's gonna be our kids. My dad pretty much felt the same way when I was growing up (though his big things were that a dog sheds all over the furniture and that he'd end up being the one taking care of it), but eventually he gave in when my Grandma Kalauli actually gave us a dog. I'm holding out hope that Andrew will eventually give in, even if it takes 16 years, which is how long it took my dad to give in. I've always wanted a Great Pyrenees, or at least since my Auntie Nani got married and we went over to my Uncle Walter's friend Geo's house and he had one. If you don't know what they look like, they're white, and they're massive. They're one of the biggest breeds of dog. Anyway, Andrew didn't seem too happy about getting this hamster at first. He said it was "my thing," and he claimed he didn't care either way. As soon as we brought Harley home though, she started growing on him. He doesn't like "bitey things" (his words), but that doesn't stop him from going over to the cage to look at her, or talk to her, and when I suggested we look up ways to stop your hamster from biting, he was all for it. He even used one of the suggestions and went and got some gloves that he got from my parents for Christmas to mess with her inside the cage. I guess it's just too hard to resist the allure of your first pet (his first pet of course, not mine). So that's how I'm wearing his resolve down. I know there's a big difference between a hamster and dog, but I'm warming him to the idea of pets, and you have to start small right? I'm performing inception on his mind, and eventually he will give in, because he always gives in if it's important enough to me. I'm not saying I always win arguments, nor am I saying that I don't ever give in, but what I am saying is that he might one day give in on the dog issue, and when that day comes I will be very happy indeed. Oh and as soon as he saw this post he said, "No. No. We are not getting a dog, so you can just forget about it." We'll see about that.
*Wrap*
So I've really wanted a fish for awhile now (I've been asking if we could get one since before Thanksgiving), but Andrew wouldn't let me get one because what were we gonna do with it over Thanksgiving and Christmas breaks? So I patiently waited for winter semester so I could get my fish. Well it's now winter semester, and after asking a couple of times and begging if we could go last Saturday, Andrew (rather reluctantly) gave in and said we would go Monday (as in yesterday). Well on Saturday night Andrew, Alex, and I went up to my grandparent's house and Alex told us he wanted to bring his dwarf hamster with him but he was afraid of being caught on his way out of the building. Obviously this implies that they're not allowed to have pets in his dorm, so please please don't turn him in or show this blog post to his RA (or any other RA for that matter, unless you know they aren't gonna do anything) cause I would feel really bad if I got him in trouble and you would be a jerk. I mean, neither my brother nor his hamster are doing anything to you, so what would you possibly gain from turning him in? Nothing, that's what, besides maybe a new reputation as a jerk. So anyway, Alex told us we should come look at his dwarf hamster when we got back to Provo, so when we got back to Provo on Sunday night after a relaxing day with our grandparents, we did indeed go look at his dwarf hamster. It was freakin' cute. Either Alex would make a good salesman, or I'm just a sucker, cause after that I wanted a dwarf hamster.
Monday came around and Andrew and I had lots of errands to do, like grocery shopping, going to Plato's Closet to get some new jeans, and picking up our new pet. Oh and here's a random story that made me super happy but has nothing to do with our new pet. A couple of weeks ago Andrew and I went to Big Lots to look for stuff to hang one of our new Christmas presents (it's obviously a picture), and there's a Dollar Tree next to the Big Lots, both of which happen to be next to the Macey's at which we shop. We stopped by the Dollar Tree too, and I found some two-packs of nail polishes that were the one of the brands I like and were only one dollar (because they were at the Dollar Tree). These nail polishes are like $2.79 or something at Target and $3.79 at the Macey's next door, so I was amazed at what a steal that was. I didn't get any then though, but since we're over there like every week when we go grocery shopping, I figured I'd get them eventually. So yesterday when we went to Macey's to do our grocery shopping I ran over to the Dollar Tree to get some of those nail polishes. I ended up getting a 4-pack of emery boards, two of those two packs of nail polishes (one of them had one nail polish and this Vitamin E nail and cuticle oil), and base/top coat. I go up to the register thinking this is gonna cost me $4 (which is actually really good for all of that), and the lady rings me up and tells me my total is $2.17. Thinking something is wrong she checks the price, and sure enough, the two packs of nail polishes are ringing up at one cent. She calls her manager, who calls another manager, who says that that is indeed what the price is. She actually yells this across the store, as she didn't actually come over to the register. So if any of you need new nail polish, you should definitely check out the Dollar Tree next to the Macey's on State Street and Bulldog, right across from the hospital. Even if they fixed it so they don't ring up at one cent, you're still getting a $7 value for $1, and who doesn't want to save $6?
Anyway, back to the pet story. After we did everything else, we stopped by Petsmart (even though Alex told us he got his hamster at Petco) and we found out that while Petsmart may be the superior store for pet supplies, it is most definitely not the superior store for actual pets. They did have way cooler fish than Petco did though, so if I ever convince Andrew to let me get a fish too (I still want one), then we will definitely be getting it from Petsmart. So anyway, by this point Andrew was in one of those pissy moods he gets in when he doesn't want to be doing something or is mad about something, but we went to Petco and found our dwarf hamster. We ended up getting this cute little female one, who, while she may look cute, is actually quite feisty and somewhat vicious. Sounds like a lot of women doesn't it? She spent the whole ride home trying to claw and bite her way out of box she was in and if you put your finger anywhere near her, she'll try to bite it. We figured it was just because of her eventful day and because she probably wasn't happy about being taken away from her two pals that she shared the cage with at Petco. We decided to name her Harley, because we couldn't think of any other names and that was one of the suggestions when I Googled, "What should I name my hamster?" We also Googled stuff about how to get your hamster to stop biting, and there were lots of good suggestions, and if you have a biting hamster you should also check it out. I actually don't know if we're allowed to have pets in our apartment complex, but another couple who lives here got a dog, and they got permission from the managers, so if they can have a dog, I'm sure it will be okay for us to have a hamster. Oh and if you're wondering how they can have a dog in a tiny apartment, it's just a little pug puppy, so it's probably okay. It's not like they're trying to cram a Great Dane into their apartment.
So anyway, here's why I'm wearing Andrew down. I really really REALLY want to get a dog eventually, but Andrew absolutely refuses. He says it's the one thing he won't give in on. He basically thinks they're a waste of space and money and if he's gonna spend money on something, it's gonna be our kids. My dad pretty much felt the same way when I was growing up (though his big things were that a dog sheds all over the furniture and that he'd end up being the one taking care of it), but eventually he gave in when my Grandma Kalauli actually gave us a dog. I'm holding out hope that Andrew will eventually give in, even if it takes 16 years, which is how long it took my dad to give in. I've always wanted a Great Pyrenees, or at least since my Auntie Nani got married and we went over to my Uncle Walter's friend Geo's house and he had one. If you don't know what they look like, they're white, and they're massive. They're one of the biggest breeds of dog. Anyway, Andrew didn't seem too happy about getting this hamster at first. He said it was "my thing," and he claimed he didn't care either way. As soon as we brought Harley home though, she started growing on him. He doesn't like "bitey things" (his words), but that doesn't stop him from going over to the cage to look at her, or talk to her, and when I suggested we look up ways to stop your hamster from biting, he was all for it. He even used one of the suggestions and went and got some gloves that he got from my parents for Christmas to mess with her inside the cage. I guess it's just too hard to resist the allure of your first pet (his first pet of course, not mine). So that's how I'm wearing his resolve down. I know there's a big difference between a hamster and dog, but I'm warming him to the idea of pets, and you have to start small right? I'm performing inception on his mind, and eventually he will give in, because he always gives in if it's important enough to me. I'm not saying I always win arguments, nor am I saying that I don't ever give in, but what I am saying is that he might one day give in on the dog issue, and when that day comes I will be very happy indeed. Oh and as soon as he saw this post he said, "No. No. We are not getting a dog, so you can just forget about it." We'll see about that.
*Wrap*
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
Oh Hi
Did you miss me? Well Christmas break is officially over, and it's back to school for Andrew and I. We had an awesome Christmas- we spent it in Kansas with Andrew's family and then drove down to Texas to spend New Year's with my family. We both loved spending time with our families and had tons of fun. Personally, I don't think we spent enough time in Texas (we were only there about 3 and a half days), but oh well, it was Andrew's family's on year to spend Christmas together. I definitely missed spending Christmas with my family, but I had a good first Christmas with Andrew and his family. The most exciting thing I got for Christmas was a Kindle Fire, and I love it. It's awesome. I prefer it to the iPad, and not just cause it's like $300 cheaper. Of course, I'm saying this based playing with other people's iPads, cause I don't have one of my own. We didn't do anything too exciting over the break. We spent time with family, saw a few movies (Sherlock Holmes, which was amazing; War Horse, which was really good-kinda depressing but at the same time it had a fairly happy ending; and Mission Impossible 4, which was good), and blew up gingerbread houses on New Year's Eve. All in all, it was a good Christmas break.
And now, it's back to school. Andrew is taking 15 credit hours and I'm taking 16. I'm super excited for a few of my classes, namely genetics (which some people might not find interesting, but I find it fascinating), astronomy, Greek and Roman mythology, and the second half of the Doctrine & Covenants with Brother Bott, who is one of the best professors at BYU. I'm not really excited for the second half of organic chemistry or history 201 though. Normally I really love history, but I don't like discussion based classes, and that's what this one is going to be. I'd prefer to be lectured to. Plus this class is pretty much all papers. Another reason I'm excited for genetics is because the professor is really funny. Today in class when he was explaining to us why he doesn't accept late homework, he declared, "I'm not Solomon. I can't cut that baby!" He also joked that some of the students in the class were ugly.
So yeah, I've lost interest in this blog post and I've run out of things to say, so I guess I'll just wrap it up. But first, if you have similar musical interests to me you might enjoy this. It's a remix of Seven Nation Army by the White Stripes. It was actually on the trailer to the new GI Joe movie. Here it is: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-m7e7tCn7Bk. And if you really like it, there's a link to download it in the description box.
*Wrap*
And now, it's back to school. Andrew is taking 15 credit hours and I'm taking 16. I'm super excited for a few of my classes, namely genetics (which some people might not find interesting, but I find it fascinating), astronomy, Greek and Roman mythology, and the second half of the Doctrine & Covenants with Brother Bott, who is one of the best professors at BYU. I'm not really excited for the second half of organic chemistry or history 201 though. Normally I really love history, but I don't like discussion based classes, and that's what this one is going to be. I'd prefer to be lectured to. Plus this class is pretty much all papers. Another reason I'm excited for genetics is because the professor is really funny. Today in class when he was explaining to us why he doesn't accept late homework, he declared, "I'm not Solomon. I can't cut that baby!" He also joked that some of the students in the class were ugly.
So yeah, I've lost interest in this blog post and I've run out of things to say, so I guess I'll just wrap it up. But first, if you have similar musical interests to me you might enjoy this. It's a remix of Seven Nation Army by the White Stripes. It was actually on the trailer to the new GI Joe movie. Here it is: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-m7e7tCn7Bk. And if you really like it, there's a link to download it in the description box.
*Wrap*
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