Salmon in A Bag

Today started like any other day. I heard William trying to coax me out of bed, glanced at the alarm clock, realized I slept in an extra ten minutes, sat up and had my clothes on before William could finish searching for something clean to put on. I shoveled some Captain Crunch Berries in and rushed to put on shoes. (We've discovered that if I drive William to school three hours early he can do homework, I still get to work in time, and we don't have to drive the Jeep to Orem.

Today we left in one car and I panicked. If I was late to work they would not be pleased. Will stopped by his parents house to pick up some art supplies and drop me off at my car. I would be very early to work but anything was better than being late for the second time. (I had never been late to work until I transfered to Provo.) After running in William returned to tell me there were fresh cinnamon rolls inside and cold juice. We left earlier than I would have and we were able to sit and relax for ten minutes. Naturally, being me, I pushed the time I needed to get to work an hit traffic on the freeway. Not to worry though. I clocked in at 8:00 on the dot! Work was super slow, it always is at the Provo store, but there was pleanty of things to due thanks to the rush to close quickly and get to the work party the night before. It was nice to feel busy
again at work. Orem is an easier store to work at, if only because time passes quickly.


Things never seem to slow down right now outside of work. After work I went to UVU for school. I came home after school and realized Will had not cooked anything for dinner. It is probably better this way; sometimes I'm afraid Will's cooking might be toxic. I decided salmon was a good thing to have after a long day. I checked the instructions. Thaw for 1 hour in warm water. I looked at my salmon. I had nothing big enough to hold this delicious, yet large, fillet of salmon so I thought. I have a large sink though. I looked white trash but I opened the protective wrapping and put my salmon at the bottom of a 20 gallon trash bag and submerged it in the steaming water, leaving the opening hanging over the sink. T'was a great dinner to eat around 11:00pm.

(I may insert said picture of salmon in a trash bag but at the time I was not quite thinking of blogging about this eventful night.)

I was so glad we ate Salmon that night because the night after I made some brownies in the morning and went to make tea in the afternoon. It smelled of glass and tin foil and chocolate for about 30 seconds until I ran into the kitchen to find the wrong burner on and directly under the glass pan of new brownies. I learned not to pick up high-heated glass pans because their structural integrity has been comprimised by the heat...our pan shattered and I experienced a glass explosion. A peice got lodged in my foot and bothered me for a day or so but no harm done and an awesome, eventful few days of zest to add to our life.

It is never boring here at the Bailey home.

A New Day

It's been two and a half months already since we said our "I do's" and life is great. It's odd how many perks you don't know about until you live together! I remember the first time I walked in from work and found a man in my house, let along one decked out in tight boxers! The dishes never end and the living room couch is usually adorned by our college friends or clean clothes I can't find it in my heart to fold. Video games, all 27 of our movies, five belonging to my parents and three to his, and Avatar: The Last Airbender cartoons lay strewn about the general TV area. Our bed is usually made but the shock to the moms about a made bed will be disarmed by the amount of dirty and discarded clothing on the floor. ;)

Our dining room has Will's guitars spread through out, a marble chess set sitting on a TV tray dinner table, and the dining table has our two computer chairs on either side, they are the only chairs we have. Ha! I won't touch on the copious amount of boxes we already have in storage along with the rest of our various lives mixing in the house. My Barbies and their assorted outfits lay in a popcorn tin with Will's "Doll" a G.I. Joe action figure he calls Cobra. We have my princess coloring books and childhood stuffed animals lying on his forgotten works of literature, the stuff not good enough to sit on one of our three bookshelves, and boxes piled full with who knows what that goes who knows where in this little house.

I won't even touch on the Guinea Pig and Glider cages. It's gotten to the point where I won't pick my lovely orange pig up. Today they get cleaned.

The office should, in all reality, be called "Lair de William." I'm fairly sure he would never leave it if it were not for the kitchen and our cozy bed. I, for some reason, can not be creative in the confines of a structured place like the office. I tried to make it more creative-writer-friendly but upon returning to the house after working Will walked into my mess and I put it back into order for him. I gave him my desk, the dust screamed when I cleaned it off, and made him a large work area for his 'studies.' I'm more of a couch novelist anyway.

We have two bathrooms in this one bedroom place and the one attached to the office holds my favorite feature, the jacuzzi tub, but more importantly it hold Will's favorite feature, the urinal. He wakes up and passes the bathroom attached to our bedroom, walks through the living room, dining room, kitchen, and office to use his urinal in the morning before coming back and begging for an sunny-side egg sandwich; a recently discovered favorite.

I still have not invited my family over since moving in due to the chaos that took over the above text. Once I clean it, hopefully I can get most of it done after this blog, I will be able to invite them over sometime during the week. It would be nice to show off our little home with its best face forward. So it is with the hope of finally having them relax in my little place that I sign off and continue to the almost cognitive stuff around the house I have neglected in favor of fun and games with the in-laws the past few days. Signing off!