Meow!

We got a kitten! She's so adorable! Happy birthday me! She's a Siamese mix, lynx tip or something or other. We got her today from the Humane Society. Here are pics:



Here's a pic of her back:



Playing:



Playing with her puff ball on a string. She was really jumping at it but I couldn't get a good pic of that.



EDIT: We've named her Saf.

The Zoo

Yay! We got to go to the zoo! It was very crowded, being Memorial Day. We had a lot of fun wandering around and trying not to step on people's kids. We didn't see everything there, but we saw most of it, and I think it must have been nap time. For the whole 3 hours we were there. Well, the last half hour or so it was lunch time, and we got to see some of the animals eating instead of sleeping. We went with some friends and their adorable, energetic little 2-year-old girl.

Here are the elephants eating their lunch:



Here is the ball the 3-year-old saw instead of the elephants. She was upset that she wasn't allowed to play with it. She cried a bit.



One of the rhinos. See the red ball in the back? That's what the 3-year-old liked the best about this exhibit.



A peccary. They're like pigs, only their peccarys. This one kept pushing the food dish up with its nose, the dish would fall back down, and the piggy would repeat it.



We saw some turkeys wandering around, and then we saw this sign. You can click on it for a larger version.



This isn't one of the wanted turkeys. This one was in an enclosure, but I couldn't tell a difference. All turkeys look alike.



While we were in the primate house, one of the enclosures stated that the occupants were in the outdoor habitat. And it was true, she was standing behind me!



That's one of my friends. She was one of my old roommates, but I escaped first.

It was a fun day. My husband and I got a bit dehydrated and maybe had a bit of heat stroke, but we're ok. On our way home, we went to Five Guys Burgers and Fries. Their burgers are freaking huge. I thought they were pretty yummy, but I don't know that they were worth the price. I think I prefer Carl's Jr.

Random Quote:
"Everything I need to know I learned from blogs."
On the T-shirt of a guy crossing the street while we were on our way to get food.

My Husband's Hat

As any of you who know my husband know, he almost always wears a baseball hat. He used to have a white one with the BYU logo on it, but it got lost on a ride at Lagoon. Since then, he's worn his old work hat, tan, with BYU Vending written on it. This is a very old hat. It is falling apart. And it's kinda yucky (it's been a while since he's washed it).

We went to Wal*Mart tonight to get some stuff, and I finally remembered to get him a new hat. We got him a dark blue one with no logo, but he refuses to throw the old hat away. He wants to keep it because he's had it for a long time, which was my reasoning for why he should throw it away. He told me, however, that if I can throw it away without him noticing, that it would be fine. So, when he put it in the closet, I stood there waiting for him to leave so I could finally chuck the nasty thing. Unfortunately, he saw right through my indiscreet plan, so I just grabbed the hat. He won the ensuing struggle (he has long arms and tickled me, how can I defend against that?) and retook the prize. Now, he won't even wash it because he knows it will never make it to the soapy waters (I told him he could solve the problem by doing the laundry, but that didn't seem to be a viable alternative).

And so, I plot. Soon, very soon, I shall put a plan in motion that will finally see the end of that odious garment.

Here is a pic of Tyson wearing his old hat. He also hasn't shaved in months. We went to Wal*Mart to get a hair trimmer since his razors weren't meant for beards of this magnitude.



Here is a pic with his new hat and after his shave. I told him he should be hugging his old hat in the pic, but he didn't want to.

Haircut!

I got my hair cut last Tuesday. 13 inches! It turned out shorter than I expected it to be. Also, I was able to donate it to the Make a Wig Foundation... or Locks of Love... Anyway, here is a before pic:



Ok ok ok that's the family dog, Scout, wearing my husbands very old work hat. Scout put up with it because he was being offered some sort of food. Here's the real before pic:



Here is an after pic. Somewhere in that 13 inches of hair must have been part of my brain...



And here is a nice after picture for the in-laws:

Do Not Enter, Entrance Only

So my sister and I went to Super Target to return some items and price check some others. As we walked toward the building, one door stood out on the entrance side. It had the bright red circle that said, "Do Not Enter." It also had a bright red bar across it that said, "Entrance Only." There was also a little sign by the handle that said "Pull" (but they don't want anyone pulling it).

All of this was highly amusing. And to make matters even more funny, it said the SAME THING on the other side.

Has anyone else wondered what would happen if you entered such a door? Well my sister and I went to find out. I thought for sure it would create some kind of time warp, malfunctioning-Holodeck kind of paradox. It did not. The only thing it did was made some stranger say to us, "You guys are living on the edge."

And tonight we were.

Quote:
Me: "The light's red."
My sister: "STEP ON IT! But the brake, instead of the gas."