Money coming out the .....

I always giggle when I ask Nic for money. I handle the finances and if you asked Nic he probably doesn't even know how much he makes on any given payday. I never carry cash. He does. He has a special relationship with his new money clip. He doesn't really care about things, but man he loves this money clip. But I digress...

Because I never carry cash, occasionally I have to roll Nic for some. It feels so cute, it makes me feel like a little girl to ask him for money...kind of taken care of or something...sort of sugardaddied. Anyway, he gave me a 20.00 bill this morning. I was positive I left it on the couch after family prayer. He went to work and I spent a good ten minutes looking for it to no avail.

Guess where I finally found it? Inside Evan's diaper. Nic hid it there. I'm not sure the message I'm supposed to take from that.

Blogger Ninja!

I am the blogger ninja. My indian name is "duped Angie into marrying me". As blogger ninja, I slink around her posts, adding tidbits and insights with ninja speed and ninja precision.

This attack has to do with the total awesomeness of my wife. She made this great invitation:

She is amazingly creative...and sincere. She asked me "are you going to feel wierd about me publishing a picture of me slinking around the naked, svelte body of some super-hunk?" and I said "No! anyone who knows us, knows I look exactly like that. No worries!" So she's sensitive too.

The Ninja also declares that Angie's new hair cut is totally awesome. Her eyes are the most beautiful things I've ever seen, and she is a naturally hot pregnant babe, even without trying. It's hard to keep my ninja mind on ninja thoughts when I'm around her.

Her ninja husband makes close to no ninja dollars and works like a ninja dog about 12 hours a day. This means that Angie runs a whole household, takes care of my 2-1/2 ninja children, all without help and without any money. We eat like kings, not because we buy expensive food, but because she can magically whip four basic, left-over ingredients into endless nights of fancifal feasts.

She is modest, so when she sees my ninja post, she will first be embarrased, then giggle, then try to remove it unless we kep commenting to have her keep it up.

"Duped Angie into marying me" ninja loves his ninja wife.....and what?...uh huh...well yes President Washington, I'm pretty fond of you too.

Sub-par summary

Man! I can't take it anymore! I'm up late making invitations for my twilight party and my lack of blogging lately has finally overidden good sense and at 1:15 am I am making a post. Phew... Now mind you, this is a rediculous pictoral summary that in no way sufficiently chronicles the adventures of the last month...but here are some little bits.

I got a new haircut that you can't really see in this picture, but I was feeling cute today so I took a picture of all of us to commemorate my great self esteem.

Here's Mr. Turkey, our paper plate friend.

This is my house and Evan after our Disneyland Vacay.

This is how Afton feels about the beach.

She also feels like this.

My honies.

Our last day at our heavenly hotel. Sigh. You can tell our smiles are fake. When we picked up our car I had to physically make Nic drive away from the Hotel and off Disney property. He was more depressed than me!

Me and Afton in front of Bear Rapids. My bump groweth.

Afton enjoying the fruits of Disneyland.

The train ride at D.L.

I find my husband's hairline sexy for some reason. This photo shows how cool his hair grows.

Aftonrella.

Evan making his pirate hook.

And finally, I was tagged to share five wierd things about me or my family:

1. Nic would kill me...but I happen to know he has imaginary conversations with famous people from history such as Brigham Young (taking him for a car ride through the desert and explaining modern science to him). The other day I heard him talking to George Washington in the shower. I called him on it. He was so busted.

2. I'm a taco rebel. I always put unexpected things on my taco like celery, pineapple, spinach etc. I'm bored of the lettuce tomato thing.

3. I get a narcotic high from putting up Christmas decorations.

4. I fill the pit hole of avacados with ketchup and eat the whole thing.

5. When Afton gets really excited about something, she grabs her butt cheeks and runs around in circles.

I tag my Cali friends Melissa, Kim and Evan.

Phew....I posted. Blood pressure returning to normal....ahh...gotta go to bed.