Monday confessional

Remember those Magic Eye Illusion pictures that were so popular back in the mid-90's? 

I've never been able to see one in my life.

“Hello, my name is Jodi and I cannot magic-eye.”

I also cannot roll my R's, which was a bit of a bummer during my FOUR YEARS OF HIGH SCHOOL SPANISH.

Or make myself drink eggnog, because ummm gross, raw eggs!

And today I found out that apparently I can't teach a two year old his colors. My conversation with Blake went like this...

Me: what color is this? (pointing at something blue)

Blake: bwue!

Me: good job bud! What color is this? (now pointing at green)

Blake: gween!

Me: Awesome dude! What about this? (pointing at yellow)

Blake: gween!

Me: no silly, that's yellow. What color is this? (pointing at brown)

Blake: five!

Me: Okaaaaay then, moving on!

And finally, I cannot resist this cute face :)

Reunited

Join on in folks! "Together again, together forever until basketball season..."

The mighty hunter has returned, my white bra is no longer MIA, and all is well with the world once again!

(Two completely unrelated events by the way.)

I have had so much to catch Russ up on since he came home last night...

• Kendall and Cooper's backseat squabble that resulted in Kendall emerging with a bleeding face. 
• the anger and frustration felt by a mother of backseat fighting children.
• Blake's promotion of Cooper from "Poop" to "Toop". Finally. 
• a detailed breakdown of the premiere of Survivor Nicaragua (against Russell's will).
• my Goodwill finds and a description of what I wore them with (also against his will).
• my sleepover at Jana's and how we stayed up till 2:30 am and had TOO. MUCH. FUN.
• my coming plans for the week and Russell's involvement in them (staying home to watch the kids) and my assurance that there would indeed be a revolt if he was not on-board after leaving me for a week.
• the news that his sister and brother-in-law had been out of town due to the death of his brother-in-law's grandfather.
• after reading his sisters blog this afternoon, the news that oops, it was NOT the grandfather, who is in fact alive and well.
• and other equally fascinating stories of life on the home front.

Russell listens patiently and attentively when he comes home from a trip, knowing that if he sits through all of my storytelling that he will then have a willing victim for all of his hunting stories (which he will continue to re-tell me frequently over the course of the next couple of weeks). 

We have a good system :)

Rocky Mountain elk

resting during the 9 mile pack out

And the hunting stories are exciting this year!

How to frustrate me - a tutorial

1. Put a cute little movie clipboard symbol in blogger (where I am blogging) that says "insert a video" when you scroll over it, making me want to find a video clip on my computer to upload so I can try it out.
2. Fail to upload the video clip of my cutest ever 4 month old nephew Elijah "talking" to me, over and over and over and over and over until I give up and blog about my missing bra, which is not exactly a stellar replacement (and is still missing by the way).
3. Show me "Vimeo" as a suitable video hosting choice in my google search for an alternate way to add my clip and make it super easy to register and get started.
4. But then take 45 minutes to upload my 1 minute video.
5. And then take 20 minutes to "convert" it.
6. And then tell me that the video upload "failed".
7. With zero explanation of why.

Look at that - only 7 easy steps and you're done! I am officially frustrated.

Well fine then, I won't try to broaden my blogging horizons and add a video clip.

At least not tonight. Because while I was waiting a tediously long amount of time for my video to upload, unsuccessfully, I started watching the movie "Deja Vu" and am now officially sucked in.

Gotta go!

Underwhere?

Official warning: this may be a very solid case of "oversharing" but I'm just gonna go for it because I'm tired, and, well that's actually my only excuse...

I've lost a bra. My white one. My only white one. And it's driving me bananas. It's not in any of my drawers. Or my closet. Or in the clean laundry. Or the dirty laundry. It is in fact, no where to be found. 

How does one lose a bra? It's not like I took it off somewhere outside of my house (or my bedroom for that matter) and left it behind! This leads me to ponder a little... where was the last time I stayed the night somewhere else and could have even possibly taken off my one and only white bra? 

Unfortunately I come up with an answer. Our church family camp on Labor day weekend. Specifically: the public showers!

Well that would be embarrassing!

How does one go about attempting to retrieve it now? By asking my fellow church attending campers, "Did anyone find and bring home a white bra?" The answer to that is a resounding "No". For one: I would rather lose the bra than admit it was mine if someone had found it. For two, who in their right mind would pick up someone else's abandoned undergarment?

No one, is who. 

And since that is therefore a dead end to finding my bra and I'm a much more optimistic person than that, I'm going to abandon such a train of thought altogether and tell myself that it is not possible, I could not have possibly done such a thing AND NOT REALIZED IT AT THE TIME OF EXITING THE SHOWER WITHOUT IT.

At this point I will need to tell you to ignore and dismiss from your memory every single one of my past Monday Confessionals that have to do with my airheaded forgetfulness and believe along with me... it HAS to be here somewhere. It just has to. 

So I'm off to look again. For the one gazillionith time. Wish me luck!

What I Wore Wednesday

It's been a busy week! Lots of fun things going on right now, and cooler weather means more layering pieces are coming out of the closet. I'm a summer girl but I love fall fashion!

 Thursday: grocery shopping & errands

cropped jacket: Burlingtons

turtleneck sweater top underneath: Ross

jeans: Old Navy

polka dot flats and bracelet (really a necklace): Claires

I want to switch out the buttons on this jacket to big brown ones - it's a bit bright and the even brighter buttons don't help. It's a little low on my "to procrastinate" list however. (There's like 9 buttons on that thing!) 

 Friday: date night!

top: Dress Barn

black cami: Diviine Modestee

jeans: Gap from the Goodwill

red flats and silver bracelets: Walmart

 

earrings: bday gift from my sister-in-law

diamond circle necklace: Christmas gift from my husband several years ago.  

(He got up at 4 am the day after Thanksgiving to go buy it for me God bless his heart!)

 Sunday: church

green top: Shade

skirt & belt: Maurice's

necklace: Forever 21

chocolate wedges: thrifted

 Monday: fun day out with my mother-in-law

ruffle top: the Goodwill

cardigan: Old Navy from a garage sale

capri's & necklace: Fred Meyer

sandals: Target

Tuesday: salon appointment

tunic, belt and shoes: the Goodwill

jeans: Old Navy

turquoise earrings and bracelet: gifts

Question: I am aware that the fashion now is to wear tunic tops/dresses over leggings or skinny jeans but I own zero leggings and don't fit into my skinny jeans right now so is this an outfit fail with my bootcut jeans? I was just sooo excited to wear my latest Goodwill find!

And here's an extra of my sister, because sometimes when I pick up my kids from school I like to go visit her in her office just to see what she's wearing. She's pretty much always super cute!

dress: Walmart

jacket: Costco

shoes: Payless

necklace: Claires

black hoop earrings: Target

Happy Wednesday everyone, check out other What I wore posts at The Pleated Poppy.