do you remember?

ham and juje.  tonight i feel perplexed.  

i've decided having a good people memory isn't always a good thing.  in fact, sometimes people think you're a downright CREEP.  case in point.  tonight.  jenele and i are at the football game.  about halfway through the first quarter this guy comes to stand by us. we both recognized him as a kid from our ward.  a very attractive kid, i might add.  he was there to chill with the group of girls next to us.  we both mumbled to each other, "isn't that so and so from our fhe group?"  and decided we should say hello to him, but never found a good opportunity.  finally at HALFTIME (after a good half hour of standing there in awkward silence... haa...) I leaned over and the following conversation ensued: 

me: aren't you in our ward?  

him: *weird look of confusion*.. uh... maybe? i dunno... *shifty eyes*

me: yeah, i think we're in the same fhe group...

him: uh... oh really?  *looking uncomfortable* 

me: *wondering why i was even bothering... and holy cow this is so awkward...* do you live on darwin?  

him: uh... yeah... 

me: yeah, we played tug-o-war last week!  

him: oh!  yeah.  sorry i don't recognize you.  

me: *thinking really??  we have like 7 people in our fhe family.. wow... dense..* have you been standing here long? 

him: (misheard me) nah, i've been living there since august.  i transferred from the u and decided to move here after my mission.  

me: *chuckling inside and trying to find a way out* oh cool... why did you transfer?  

him: *stifled explanation* have you been living here long? 

me: no... *turn around and laugh to myself...* 

i should've never bothered. 

a similar thing happened last week at the ice skating rink when i ran into a kid that i knew 2 years ago through my friend meagan.  we hung out a few times even, AND we are facebook friends (not that that means a lot, but still...)  we were sitting there taking his skates off, and i made conversation with him and asked if his name was jake.  i was like, "i think i know you..." and i even knew exactly how i knew him... he didn't remember me or the girl meagan that we were friends with.  i told him we were even facebook friends and he didn't believe me.  so right then i pulled up his page and showed him.  he was so surprised and embarrassed he didn't remember me.  

sheesh, why do i EVEN bother?!  

oh well, i guess even the sun sets in paradise.  

confusingly yours, sarby.  

we never woke up for the sunrise

ham and juje,

today in church we listened to the royalty speak again.  same talks.  remember how they had to wear matching outfits?  is that a requirement for fighting for world peace?  bah.  i was never into the pageant scene.  sister ehlert told me they have had 52 speaking engagements this summer! BAH!  can you believe it?  giving the same talk 52 times!!  geez.

in other news, today is grandparents day.  happy grandparents day.  you'll be grandparents one day.  oh!  we'll be aunts soon!  woo!  that's kinda like grandparent... or not...

it's been the best sunday.  i won't bore you with details why, but i just love sundays and today was no exception.  we had panqueques for dinner, which was just the icing on the cake.

taylor olson has a new cover out - good time.  you can look it up on the good old bookface.  or youtube: taysings.

'member how no one writes on this blog anymore?  lame.  repent.  change that.  i need to hear from you.  even though i saw you yesterday and will see you again in... 3 days... ha ha "just can't get enough".

the big question is: who's gonna give up their U of U - BYU ticket to moi?  pray about it.

back to class tomorrow, after all, even the sun sets in paradise.

saraby.

Dear Hanby and Sarby,
     Really soon schools going to start! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHSOUNDTHEALARM!!
Crazy right?
Sarby you are going to be leaving us for a whole semester starting next week and we'll never see you again (except for the next week, and the week after that, and the next week after that, and the week of Laci's baby shower, and Thanksgiving, and Christmas, and my half-birthday [which you should be present for Sarby]) HAHA! :) just joking we'll see you all the time. iCHAT!
   And Hanby you are going to be starting your second year of High School! CRA-ZAY!
   I 'm going to Jr high if you are wondering! 
                                          I am telling you this because I think you will forget tomorrow. Why do I think that you will forget this tomorrow? Because you forgot yesterday.
                                            <3 JUJY
P.S. i dont see why we need to go to scool aniwais whho nedes to now how to use gramer and spel and use puntuarion




P.S That said (i dont see why we need to go to school anyways who needs to know how to use grammar and spell and use punctuation?

P.S.S. If you couldn't read that good for you

why would you leave the stage in the middle of the song?

dear ham,

juje has left us for the week.  you will be leaving me for the rest of the week.  i just got back from leaving you from the previous part of this week.  today when i was babysitting, mae kept calling mcdonalds "hotdonalds" and the trampoline the "jumpoline".  when gwennie lost the race and ava called her litle miss snooty, she said, "i'm not a smoothie!"  i. love. kids.  let the olympics begin.  boom. loves.

even the sun sets in paradise,

saraby.  that's shambay to you.

ps. new boyfriend?

"If barbie is so popular.. why do you have to buy her friends?"

Dear sarby and jujy:

ok. so i know that i just posted yesterday.. but i had to share this.. So i saw this on facebook. it says "1 in 5 kids in the U.S. face hunger.. #Childhunger.."

When i first saw this.. i thought: 1. I'm hungry. 2. I'm pretty sure that every kid (all five of them in every five) face hunger every day.. i know i do :)  3. it says: Child hunger ends here.com.. yes well i don't think that you can END all children's unquenchable stomachs that are always wanting more and more.. food. :) 4. did you notice that he has written it on a paper plate? and that his nails are dirty.. face unshaven.. does it scream... HOMELESS to you? not that all homeless people look like that.. cuz they don't.. but they paper plate thing.. maybe he is hungry. maybe he needs to end hunger for himself :)
no offense to the.. "fundraiser" thing though. i mean, i'm sure it's a great association. because there are a lot of hungry underprivileged kids out there. But there are also a lot of hungry regular kids out there :) and unfortunately you can't just END "childhunger".. or can you?

swish.what.a.shame
love
Hamhambitybamflam

text me maybe...

Dearest Sarby and Jujy. 

As you know.. i have been driving a lot lately.. 

trying to get moi hours in. and it's always interesting to watch what other people do in the car. Shave, eat, text, fold laundry, etc etc. But you know what's even more interesting? I think it's hilarious when people sing in the car. yes it is so very fun. but, you look like a foooool. :) and then the other day i came across this post on facebook. 

A couple weeks ago while i was still in school, my friend and i--in my english class-- were talking about how great life would be if it was like a musical/movie. When a song came on in a restaurant or at the mall and everyone would get up and dance..in sync. imagine it! and then i was thinking about how fun it would be to be in a flash mob... it would be a BLAST! im sad i've never been in one...

swish.what.a.shame.

love,

Hamhambitybamflam

Zoo Madness! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

Dear Sarby and Hambie, <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

      Have you ever been to the Utah Zoo when there are a lot of people there? And you are circling the parking lot for ten minutes trying to find a spot before the people in the car in front of you? Well you have never experienced the Zoo Madness that Mom, You(Hambie), and I did! THERE WERE SO MANY CARS!<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

There were cars parked on the road below the Zoo(with a police officer ticketing quite a few of them), cars filling the parking lot, cars all the way up the street past the Zoo's parking lot, the upper parking lot filled to capacity with cars, the street leading up to and around the upper parking lot crowded with cars, (go past that) cars up and down the civilian streets, and look up from the upper parking lot and you can see cars and busses filling THIS IS THE PLACE NATIONAL PARK! All of this commotion just over a few Polar Bears! WOW!!!!!!!!!<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

                                                  I'm telling you this because you might forget tomorrow. Why do you think that I think that you will forget tomorrow? <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

                                                                            Because you forgot yesterday,<><><><><><><><><><

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<><><><><><><>SIDEWAYS DIAMONDS ARE THE BEST THING EVER<><><><><><><>

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those three words

oh hey friends.  

i just came across this piece of advice and wanted to share it.  

i'm sure that will come in handy this weekend.  you never know.  

even the sun sets in paradise, saraby

there's 1,000 shoes on the wall

dear ham and juje.

being a personal assistant has many perks.  but many draw backs.  if i had to post my job description on a resume, i think the word "slave" would suffice.  maybe that's besides the point.  what i'm trying to say is, i don't mind it that much.

the other day, my boss took me to the new millcreek library/rec/community center.  we were scheduled to take a tour of the building with the main architect so millie could blog about it and suzie could write an article for the upcoming valley journals.  i was SO excited because i hadn't been to the center yet, and was going to get the sneak preview, the vip treatment, the backstage pass.  but lo and behold, when we showed up i got put in charge of suzie and aimee's 7 darling, but rowdy children.

"just hang out in the library until we get back" the mothers said.  "mae and oscar are the only ones that you really need to watch, they're the only ones that will give you trouble," was the passing statement.  and off they went to take their tour, me silently steaming from the ears.  so we sat, for about the time a 3 year old has an attention span then the older kids decided it would be a great idea to play hide and seek tag.  OH NO.  i was ruled out 7 to 1... and off they ran 1, 2, THREEEEE they screamed.

mae and i escaped to a far corner to read some books, she didn't want to play.  every now and again i would hear the screech of a child, outbursts of laughter, and the occasional sob from being caught.  i could also see out of the corner of my eye the librarian in the blue pants eying them down, obvsiouly looking for who was in charge of these sweet faces.  mehh... i knew i needed to do something about these kids... they meant well, they were having a blast, but the library just isn't the place to play hide and seek tag, if you know what i mean.  they'd already gotten busted once for using the wheelie chairs as a transportation device, therefore, blue pants librarian wasn't happy.  at all.

suddenly ava comes running up to me and says, "sara, they're looking for our adult... i think we're in trouble."  OH NO.  what do i do now.  i thought about it then sat back down and continued to read to mae mae.  they weren't really my kids, after all.  soon though, i could feel the heat of the librarian's stare from across the room.  so i took it upon myself to gather the children and take them outside.  after 10 minutes we finally had them rounded up, just in time for blue pants librarian to come over and vehemently say, "ma'am, could you PLEASE take your children outside!!"  i could've protested, but had a few visions about my library card being revoked and decided it was in my best interest to obey"

the trouble was, we didn't have anywhere to go.  where would you take 7 rowdy children who were tired and hungry, half of whom had just barely met me 10 minutes before and had no desire to listen to me?!  we wandered around the community center, but turns out you need a pass to go just about anywhere.  "oh," i thought, "i'll take them to evergreen park!"  brilliant.  false.  we get outside and the whole thing is fenced up for grass work.  boo!  we ended up in the gym, which we later found out was also prohibited...  luckily after a quick text, "are you almost done, we just got kicked out of the library..." suzie came to our rescue and we went on our merry way.

i've been kicked out of a few places before, but never a public library.  but i think the biggest question in my mind today is, do i honestly look old enough to have 7 children, the oldest being 11?

i am concerned.

even the sun sets in paradies, saraby.

cows go moo. yaks go... yak yak???

dear sarby and jujy.. 

so today after fill the ark i went to help dad take down all the old signs. and look what i saw:

So.. softballs aren't hard? and did you notice that it says that other hard balls are "expressly prohibited". wha.. the definition of "expressly" is: definitely stated; not merely implied. yes. other hard balls are definitely prohibited.. it is not implied that they are prohibited. which by the way means forbid. so it is not implied that it is forbidden.. but definitely. interesting. is it not??

swish.what a shame.
hamba

BRIAN'S BIG BREAK...sponsored by We're at a Payphone

Dear Sarby and Hambie,

   While I was practicing the piano, I thought about how funny musical instruments are. Like this one time when mom and dad went to go see Brian Regan live and he did a joke about marching bands.

These are nine pictures of Brian Regan if you don't know what he looks like!

He said, "I mean who came up with a marching band. Some band was probably just practicing their songs and one of the flutes stood up, 'Hey lets do this' and start bouncing around the room. Then the Bassoon and other big instruments have harnesses. You know like  trying to strap them on to their chest and back, 'Hey guys. Wait up! We're not ready yet!'

New subject

I am listening to an awesome song right now. Party Rock Anthem. Nothing compared to We're at a Pay phone when it is bursting the bass in Phyllis. O.K Hannah, do you remember how we were waiting for Dad on Memorial Day and drawing things all over the carrrr!

I do, "Hello! My name is Phyllis!" or, ":) SMILE" HA HA HA

I bet the cars behind us were like, "WHAT DA????"

Or they were wearing this Brian Regan expression (except take out the subtitles and use the ones at the bottom of the picture)

The person in the car behind us is now confused!

Ha Ha

I'm telling you this because you might forget tomorrow. Why do you think that I think that you will forget tomorrow?

Because you forgot yesterday

Jujy.

P.S. did you realize how many "t"s were used in the second to last sentence

"Why do you think that I think that you will forget tomorrow?"

WOW I NEVER REALIZED THAT!

zombie.computer.games.

Dearest Sarby and jujy:

Last night. babysitting. that's always an adventure. ha. so just a few funny things that happened:

-The microwave was broken. as in there was no handle. So the little 3-year-old says to me "my mommy uses a knife to get it open." Me: spent the next five minutes trying to get the microwave open with a knife.  with the little 3-year-old giving me tips. got it open boo-ya!! then after i was done heating up some pizza that went cold... i realized that i had to open it again. fail.

-i was playing mario super bros with the oldest boy.. he's 5. and i died 7 times on every level. that is all.

-so. when i was getting the 3-year-old ready for bed.. the bathroom sink in the basement was broken.. so we used the other basement sink to brush his teeth. and he was like: "ya we can use this sink, it's not broken." oh.. but what's that sound of water dripping. So i open the cupboard below and there is water "pouring" out of the pipes. great. so i had to clean it up. ha. FYI: that sink was broken.

-when all the boys were in bed... i went up stairs and started playing the piano... and their dog comes up and lays on the couch.. and was staring at me while i was playing. So i stopped playing and the dog got up to leave. but then i started playing and she came back.. haha. so i started singing to the dog. it was really.. something. glad no one saw me. :)

babysitting is always an adventure. is there like an age limit for how old you have to be to babysit. last night while i was babysitting, this cute 10 year old girl came around delivering fliers saying that she wanted to babysit. i'm like: TEN YEARS OLD!!! i have babysat kids that were 10 years old. i thought you had to be like 12 or something. maybe not. ha. maybe i will put out a flier that says: 16 and willin to sit on your babies!!!! we'll see who gets more calls. :) just kidding.
i think it's cute that a little girl like that would love kids so much to tend them.. or maybe it's just for the money!!

only two and 1/4 days left of school. :) for me. not for jujy though. and not for you sarby. you just have to workkkkk.. :)

swish.what.a.shame.
love, hamhambitybamflam

this saran wrap smells like rotting lettuce.

dear hamb and juje,

my boss persuaded me to join this "myfitnesspal" ap on the iphone - a place to track your calories and such.  she said it would help me get rid of the canadian chub chub.  so i started it last week.  i did it for like, 2 days, then forgot about it.  i logged on yesterday and this is the greeting i get:

and that was posted 1 week ago. reminded me of the wii fit.  remember when we got it for christmas and were so motivated about it, then after like a week stopped doing it for a while?  when i logged back on, my mii was chubbier and they chastised me for not logging on forever.  technology.

mom was telling me about this lady that weighs like 700 pounds and is still trying to gain.  she loves being fat.  said the bigger she is the happier she is.  WOW.  'member how in the olden days being fat and pale was a sign of wealth?  she was born in the wrong time, methinks.

on the bright side i fell asleep to a rainstorm last night.  didn't have any nightmares about creepy stalker boy, and i'm going to provo tonight.  just can't get away.  found this gem though:

all hail aggies.  thanks, tavin, for letting me borrow this picture.  also, did you check out the google homepage yesterday?  sweeeeeeet.  

i better go eat dinner.  my stomach is screaming.  

even the sun sets in paradise, sarby.  

p.s. jujy, i feel like this is something you might do sometime: 

sponges and sniffles...

Dear Sarby and Jugie..

jugie.. did you mean to imply that i have a large head? is that why you think i have a large brain. bah. i had no idea that you had such thoughts about me :)

today we cleaned our lockers out at school. next to my locker is one shared by some girls. while cleaning theirs out, they dropped a vase. yes. a glass vase. which shattered everywhere. i mean.. wha.. who keeps a glass vase in their locker?!? has me baffled. if you know why.. please share.

also today, i was in art and we were using these sponges on a project. when i squeezed the water out, it accidentally went flying across the room. great. Luckily, no one got hit. oh, and there's always great moment when you accidentally chuck your pencil across the room. the best part about that is you get to get up in front of your whole class and pick it up! GREAT! thats not awkward at all...

MAIN EVENT OF THE DAY: was that i had and still have: a cold. my mission at school? was: to navigate the location of the kleenex boxes in every class. i probably used more than 100 tissues today. those poor snot rags. yes. i hate have a cold. it really really stinks. (ironic.. i can't smell.) but still. in math, there were no tissues. it was though a terrible feeling of.. loss and emptiness that came over me. ah! it worked out though cuz i keep an extra 50 in my backpack, just in case somethin like this happens.

why do they call them colds. my nose definitely isn't cold. it's now burnin from all the nose blowin that happened today. what genius came up with that name? it's interesting. if you say.. i am cold then that means... well you are cold. as in you are experiencing arctic feelings. :) but then if you say i HAVE a cold. the definition of that is: runny nose/ stuffed nose, excessive use of tissues, and sore/red nose wounds.  i was thinking about the term "cold" today and got frustrated.. so i decided to call it a sniffle. ha. didn't really work well on the friends.. i blow my nose, then turned to them and said (in english accent.) "i have a sniffle." ha. they were like "whaaa??" A SNIFFLE. come on people. a SNIFFLE!  i guess we could just call it being sick. However, if you tell someone you are sick. they immediately jump away from you and scream "DON'T YOU BREATH ON ME!!" yes. if you are looking to be left alone, just tell people you are sick.

since it is american custom.. i guess i will just say: "i have a cold." bah.

do you ever wonder about these things?

 do. do you.. do you ever ponder these things?

is it just me??

swish.what.a.shame.

amour,

hamhambitybamflam

aWeSoMe WeBsItEs AnD bRaInS!

Dear Sarby and Hambie,
have you ever thought about how AWESOME some websites are? Think about it, really.  I mean who would think about making Facebook(?) -which by the way was invented in Tennessee! Or Google? Did someone's head just pop off his pillow and say, "I know what I'm going to do today! I'm going to invent a website that millions of people will get on every day and look for people and stuff and images and so on!" I mean what kind of human brains think of these things are there strong ones and weak ones?

ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-EIGHT..... ONE HUNDRED THIRTY-NINE..... ONE HUNDRED FORTY!

 Big and small ones? AHHHHHH! What if I have a huge head because my brain is huge? I must go research this on Google! Ha! Ha! Just Kidding. Hey Hambie, I wonder if your brain is bigger than the rest of our family's brains? WOW!  I  just realized how off-subject I just got. Amazing how one thing leads to another, right guys. Like that Brian Reagan joke, "As a boy Adolf Hitler was rejected into Art School. One thing lead to another, and the United States dropped the Atomic Bomb on Japan." WEIRD :0 


                        Share this with your friends or tell anyone. Because you might forget tomorrow. Why do you think I think you'll forget?;
                                                                       because you forgot yesterday,
                                                                                                                            (: JUJY :)

word of the day: BUNGLESOME

Dear Sarbs and Jugie..

what is the point of going to school this week?? all we do is watch movies and watch teachers eat ants. yes, you read that right.

another thing. don't you just hate it when a bug flies right in your face? this happened to me 7 times walking home from school today. Yes. i counted. Don't you? If only you were there. You would have laughed your head off. Why? Because i went to extremes to keep that bug from going up my nose or even touching me.. i was jumping and screaming and waving my arms. yes. no exaggeration there. I really needed the S.W.A.T team there.. literally. to swat those bugs. It probably looked something like this.. yes. so whenever you picture me now, you will think of this picture.. isn't that nice.

that reminds me of the time when my chemistry teacher ate an ant. Yes. he. ATE.AN.ANT. it was crawling on his desk and he picked it up.. and ate it. oh man. that was quite a day.

Do you ever get your words mixed up? for example, the other day i was complaining to my friends that i couldn't do a handcart. you know.. like a handcart. and they were like "What on earth.. is a 'handcart'".. when i realized my stupidity.. :) i said.. "you know, like a combination of a handstand and a cart wheel. HANDCART people!!" haha. no. not cool. or sometimes when i try to say to dad "you are a word twister!!" (as you know he is.) it comes out "you tword wister." yes. i have said that before.

If you remember nothing else today.. just remember this: life.is.bunglesome.yes. read the definition there. :)

swish.what.a.shame.
love,
Hamhambitybamflam

wyoming.

dear ham and jujy,

i like living at home because mom makes me lunch.
today i said to her, "how many 23 year olds do you
know whose mom still makes them lunch?"  reply:
"you know, people make fun of people like you."

thanks mom.

did you hear about the lady who believes in life
after life?  read about her here.

even the sun sets in paradise, saraby.

this is the first post of our newly created fantastic, wonderful, marvelous blog of wonder that will fill you with joy and excitement every time you type 3-at-payphone.blogspot.com into your address bar and read whatever random thing we just posted that day.

we created this blog to keep track of each other.  we live in the same house.  but hey, technology, it's the new big thing.  someone texted us about it the other day: the .com, iEverything, you know what's up.

scrap that paragraph.  really we're 3 sisters that are bffe (best friends for eternity) and feel the payphone will strengthen the bonds of our everlasting love.  tender, right?

there's something you should know about us.  we love awkward.  with a love like the kind of love you have for that user on your facebook whose status update pops up every 2 minutes on your feed and likes everything you post.  i guess it's more like hate.  but hate is a strong word that our mom doesn't like, so let's just call it certain annoyance.  but be what it will, it's there.

so, what we're trying to say is, we text each other when we're in the same room.  we have purple curtains in our living room, and our fat van's name is phyllis.

"it's even harder to picture that you're not here next to me, you say it's too late to make it but is it too late to try?  and in our time that you wasted, all of our bridges burned down."

i've wasted my nights.  love, hambambitybamflam, sarby, and jujymonfrugybaloogycadoogy