Three weeks?!?

Really? Has it really been nearly three weeks since my last post? Yikes!

Well, lots has been going on and I've been in a total blog lull. Combine the two and three weeks passes you by. Crazy. Sorry, dudes.

Some fun things:

1. Tomorrow, Jason and I celebrate five years of wedding bliss. Really, I couldn't have married a more wonderful man. I'm one lucky lady! And get this? We are going on a for-real date. Babysitter, fine dining and entertainment. I think I'm gonna cry!

2. We are heading to San Jose on Christmas Eve to spend Christmas with the Wright clan - and extended Busath family. Very exciting! Still trying to figure out what to do with Lois' Christmas presents. Cart them all the way there and all the way back? Good thing we're flying Southwest. No charge for bags. Christmas miracle? I think so.

3. Working at any retail store during the holidays is totally NUTS. Wait, did i mention it's NUTS!?? I've worked quite a few shifts and I am in awe of some people's manners, impatience and overall rudeness. Makes me kind of want to shout out, "BAH HUM BUG!" But really, what's up with these people? Is it necessary to be rude? I think not.

4. Lois is the cutest child on the face of the planet. 18 months has flown by and we are just eating her up at this age.

5. LOIS STARTED NURSERY! Best day of my life. Really, it was.

6. I'm playing in a string quartet on Sunday for our Christmas program. The problem is that the only time all four of us can practice is at like 9:30pm at night. And our next practice is on Saturday night at 9:30. I think this kind of stinks. Am I right?

7. Lois is talking more and more. Here's a list of all the words she says often (in her own way, of course): Shoes (atta girl!), bye bye, hi, cheese, more, please, all done, mamma, dadda, bah-bah (bottle), wah-wah (water), Jesus, nose, mouth, eye and we can get her to also say Stella (her cousin) and a few other words like thank you every once in a while. She does the signs for bath and play often. She definitely knows what we're saying and talks up a storm (in Lois language, of course) all day long.

8. She also makes animal noises for the following; kitty, dog, cow, pig, bird and tiger. Everything else (horse, goat, sheep, etc) is a referred to by a drawn out cow sound or a growl.

9. She knows where her eyes, nose, ears, mouth, cheek, hair, fingers, hand, toes, feet and belly button are.

10. Yes, Lois is a GENIUS! She makes this mamma proud! :-)

Hope this gives you something to digest while I try to get myself out of my blogging lull. Hopefully it will be sooner than later!

Good night!

P.S. I just have to share this random, yet funny story with you about a woman we helped today. We were serving Pannetone French Toast (sooo delicious!) and this particular lady was very excited to take some pannetone bread home with her and make these french toast for her dinner party that night. Once she got home, she began to make them and ran into trouble and called in a frenzy wanting the number to our employee who was making and serving the french toast earlier that day. We politely told her that we could not give out an employee's phone number. She yelled at me saying, "But I have company coming over!!! I need her number and you're going to give it to me!" For reals, she yelled at me and told me what I was going to do. So, I offered to give Ms. Jane (our delicious cook) a call and said if she was willing, she could call her back. Jane, the nice woman she is, called this lady back. (I know, she's too nice.) And Jane called back to report.

Do you know what this lady was doing??? Dipping her bread in the egg mixture and then putting them (all wet and soggy) in her TOASTER. Her toaster!!! Holy cow. We about lost it with laughter. I'm sorry, but really? A toaster? She's lucky she didn't burn her house down.

Okay. I get an honest mistake. But when we were serving them, she was clearly cooking them on a griddle, not a toaster. (And Jane said she was standing there for about 15 minutes.) Where on earth did she get that idea? I have NO idea. Oh, wait. Yes I do! It's because they are called french TOAST. Ah! But we did get a good laugh out of it and I'm glad her dinner party worked out okay -- after we enlightened her about the whole toaster ordeal. Awesome.