It's Official

Wal-Mart is promoting Louise from Sales Associate to Accounting Associate!

Still a dumb name, but, hey, she gets to do what she loves. And there's a raise!

Plus, it'll look really good on her resume!

We're Baa-aak

The hiatus is over! Louise and Lance will once again be an option on your blog lists!

For those of you who only keep up with us on our blog, here's what you've missed:

~*~ Louise is once again smiling benignly at ticked off customers from behind the counter of the Wal-Mart Tire & Lube.

~*~ Lance was employee of the month at Pizza Hut. For a month and a half.

~*~ We've decided to move to change our church time to 10:30. Well, and to save a hundred bucks a month. And we'll get basic cable, officially making us the only newlyweds we know with actual TV. (Hulu.com doesn't count.) Maybe people will visit us now!

~*~ Louise may or may not get a promotion. The managers say she will. Her co-workers say to not count on it. We'll see!

~*~ We're nursery assistants- more on that later.

~*~ We still have not eaten all of our our Easter candy. Anyone want a cream egg? Seriously, people!

~*~ We started our summer classes.

~*~ We ended our summer classes.

~*~ Just kidding. Louise's secretary class lasts all summer. Yay...

~*~ Lance has become ridiculously deft at killing bugs. And Louise has learned to smash the dang things before she screams and runs away. More on that one later, too.

Pretty sure that's about it. If anyone has any tips on living in an RV, please send them our way!

We Pillaged and Plundered

So for our first Easter we were quite bummy. Louise considered hiding eggs, but decided she didn't feel like storing the eggs for an entire year. Yeah. So we watched Ben-Hur.

The next day, however, we hit the sales.

Our bounty. (We decided the veggies would off-set the chocolate.)


When we heard Alicia hardly had an Easter, too, we made her a present!
Lance tried to see to the bottom of his hollow bunny.
He gave up.

For missing his ears, this bunny is surprisingly happy.
So, as far as having a year supply, we're pretty sure we've got it covered in the snack category.

They're Thinking About It

In her abundance of spare time, Louise planted a mini garden.

Last weekend she "borrowed" two ranunculus, a daffodil, a violet, and six sweet peas from her mother-in-law's garden. They look really sweet next to that weird grass thing and the two dead bushes.

They almost died from the shock, but both the ranunculus are thinking about blooming. (Yes, it's blurry. It was cold!)

And here's our mint! If you shake it, it makes the room smell pretty!

If the daffodil decides to live, we'll post a picture.

No More Cupcakes, Please!

Sometimes Louise is a ditz. Sometimes she doesn't pay attention to what she's doing. Like the time she put the macaroni in the pan before the water. Or the time she spilled root beer on the original hard wood floors of that museum.

Today we had to bake a double batch of cupcakes because Louise poured in two cups of water when she knew full well that the recipe called for one.

Lance in his element. (We had to go to Bashas' to get more eggs and a box of cake mix to match the one Louise had destroyed.)

A dozen so far and still a lot to go.


Louise taking out the second load.

Anyone want a cupcake? We have a couple dozen left!

My New Addiction: Vinegar

I really don't know what started the whole thing. Whether it was my mom's initiative to learn how to make her own vinegar, or if my last encounter with Scrubbing Bubbles caused me to make the switch. All I know is I'm addicted to distilled white vinegar.

I use it on everything!

• Getting the grapejuice stains out of the carpet and our lovely new quilt. (Spray on, let sit, then rinse with cold water. As if it never happened!)
• Killing mildew in the shower. (Spray on, let sit, scrub out with baking soda and toothbrush.) Before: After:
• Getting dried milk out of the bottom of a cup. (Sometimes just warm water doesn't work.)
• Making towels more absorbent. (Throw in 1/2-1 cup in with your normal detergent.)

I love this stuff! I've replaced most of my household cleaners with it. (Except the "green" ones I got at my bridal shower. Thanks Hannah and Amanda!) It kills just as many germs as bleach and cleans just as well as Scrubbing Bubbles without the chemicals, nauseating smells, and the cracked, dry, bleeding hands. Of course, you have to get over associating pickles with that "fresh clean smell".

The Beginning

We're slowly but surely moving in. It can be at times a very painful process (we keep stubbing our toes on boxes!), but it's fun figuring out where things can go.

Lance pulling gifts out of the car. (Notice the snow-capped mountain in the background. Yay!)

Louise looking gangsta.

Some lovely (and loud) gold-breasted friends watching us labor.

Lance took a while with this picture, which is why Louise looks very awkward.At the Thatcher mall (Wal-Mart.)Louise never wants to see another zip-tie for the rest of her life!After we de-boxed the living room/bedroom, we killed ourselves some zombies via Lance's birthday present: Resident Evil 5.Louise attempted to surprise Lance with dinner while he was at class. He came home before she could finish.