March Madness

Lexi was telling me a story about something naughty that someone did at daycare, which may or may not have been true, you never can tell, and then she told me, "Mom, these are all the bad words that you can't say. Stupid. Dumb. Holy crap. Messing around. I think that's it. And messing in Brittney's room and messing in Courtney's gum and messing in your purse and your gum. That's it, mom." Well then, I'm doing pretty good in the bad word dept by that standard.

We've spent a good amount of time this weekend watching basketball and following scores. One of the owners at Sean's work put up $100 for the winning March Madness bracket, so we filled one out for that contest. Then a few of my boys at school asked me if I wanted to join their group, so I filled out a different bracket for that. I've kinda been keeping track of that one while Sean keeps track of his work one. He's doing better than I am, because I picked Pitt for the championship, and they got eliminated last night. Major bummer.

My little kids are having a hard time remembering that they have manners and how to use them (they've been kinda bratty is what it amounts to), so we are doing the old standby, the marble jar. In other words, we're bribing them to be good. It's going great for now, of course, but we'll see if any of the behaviors generalize into habits once the bribing is phased out. That's always the trick with behavioral modification stuff, I guess.

I'm so excited for Bon Jovi on Tuesday. I wish I had something hot to wear. I wish I could look hot if I did have something hot to wear. I lost 3 pounds. Then Brittney made peanut butter rice crispy treats and I ate half the pan. Stellar. I started reading this new diet book at breakfast yesterday morning, and in the introduction it said Have you ever finished a meal and felt unsatisfied? and I said Yes! Just now! and flipped through the book to see what it would suggest for such a problem, and instead of easy answers it had all this crap that looked like lots of effort and work, so I put it down and haven't picked it up again since. Looks like I might have to buckle down and do it.

Sean and I were just talking about emergency preparedness stuff right before the earthquake in Japan. His dad was talking to him about it, and Sean told him that our theory is that we need to store a year supply of money, not food, so that's what we're working on (so far, I think we have one week saved up, go us) rather than stockpiling food. Because in most disasters, a 72 hour kit and a month's supply of food and water would be more than sufficient. I don't think his dad was very impressed with our plan or our logic. A year supply is just overwhelming. And Sean and I agreed that the most likely disaster that we would have here is earthquake or job loss. In the case of earthquake, if our house is destroyed and/or the Great Salt Lake floods our home, our food storage would quite possibly be lost, but money would be very useful. Obviously same goes for job loss. The only time a year's supply of food would really be beneficial is if food sources became highly contaminated, and what's the likelihood of that, says I? Doh. Two days after our conversation there are nuclear reactors leaking radiation in Japan. Oh well, I'm still just going to start with our 72 hour kits and move on from there. I had them done a few years ago, but it's all expired and needs to be updated. Spring Break might just be a good time for that.

I'm so ready for a trip somewhere warm. I've been trying to talk Courtney into going to Dixie next year, which she would love. I just want to have an excuse to go down there.