Mix Master

So, I didn't post yesterday. It may or may not have anything to do with the fact that Caleb and I babysat his sister's three kids last night. Good kids. Crazy kids.

Wild and Krazy Kids. Did anyone else watch that show? I totally loved it. Did they spell crazy with a "K" like that? I'm thinking they did, but it's been so long. And I'm way too tired to Google it. You're with me though, right?

Anyway. Today we had a little get-together with the ward (read: church members) that we belong to. So I had a great reason to bust out my new fabulous Christmas present:

Ta Da! My first ever Kitchenaid Mixer. In...Citron? Lemon Lime? Some puky retro green color that I absolutely am in love with. I love it. Hands-free mixing! Who'da thunk?! And if you look closely, you can see my pajama'd self. And our lovely canisters. And...I think that's a bag of brown sugar? And our trusty duct-taped camera. (Update on said camera: duct-tape has lost nearly all of it's stickiness, and we are forced to hold the duct-taped battery compartment down to take a single picture. And I simply can't be bothered to go find the stupid tape in our mess-of-a-closet on the deck. Seriously, we've lived here for what? Two months, and it's already in shambles?! I can't think about it, or else I won't be able to sleep tonight....)

Anyway, last night after we'd put the little rugrats to bed we sat down to watch a movie his sister had left for us. A boot-legged edited version of "Little Miss Sunshine" that his sister's neighbor had lended them. We don't watch R rated movies, you see. Anyway, despite the uh, less-than-perfect editing job, I really enjoyed the movie. Great characters. I like real movies. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love a good unbelievable car chase ending with some ridiculous but romantic rescue of the dude's beloved, but every once in a while it's nice to watch a movie that might just happen to me. The little girl was adorable, and all the characters really endearing. Except for the dad, Greg Kinear. He did a great job of course, but what's up with him always playing the roles that I have to hate? Honestly. The restaurant / ice-cream scene? Never in my life have I ever wanted to simultaneously slink under the table AND hit someone. That part was a little TOO real for me.

And lastly, (just so you're all as freaked out as I am) how am I expected to be able to sleep knowing that THIS is out there?!?!?! (Don't think it's scary enough? Watch the video...) NIGHT.MARES.