Today Scotty’s parents decided to empty out the storage unit. In this cleansing they accumulated some boxes that were filled with Scotty’s stuff. In reviewing these items, as surprising as it may be, Scotty wanted to keep more things than I might have expected. We came across a box that said ‘Scotty’s stuff.’ Naturally, we had to take a look! One of the many great things we found was this super cool billabong wallet. I only say it is super cool because I am pretty sure I also had one! Maybe not the neon green and pink, but pretty sure I had one! We also found this super cute picture of Scotty. I have no doubt that I would have had a crush on Scotty as a pre-teen (Sorry dad, I did like boys back then!). Anyway, we had a great time going through many of the things that make up Scotty’s past. Out of this experience I got a computer chair, Scotty’s writing journal from 1988, and a neon green and pink wallet. I consider this a productive day!

-Tiff

While Scotty is out of town I usually enjoy at least the first day or two fixing up the house and enjoying the calmness of everything. Well be-still my heart, this time around the pugs are also away! Love having grandparents in town! We have the local grandparents that help with the daily task of walking the kids while Scotty and I are at work. We have the next-town-over grandparents that house the pugs more long-term. We went to see my parents last weekend for belated Mom’s Day and belated Scotty’s birthday. Rather than bringing the pugs back up before our trip, my mom so sweetly suggested we just leave them for the week. Little did she know…..ha! Here I sit, with my glass of white whine watching my reality TV with my feet up and candles lit. Scotty is on his way back tomorrow so I at least enjoyed two nights sleeping diagonal on the Cal King bed (though Scotty might say I sleep this way regardless of his presence in the bed). All I know is that I much rather prefer the mess of my husband to a quiet, clean house, but if he must go on a business trip I might as well look on the bright side!

Tiff

I have never doubted my husband’s talents. I have, however, wondered when his ‘skills’ would really pay off. Sure he has a well paying job. Sure we have the best toys on the block. Sure we have some debt keeping on top of the toys thing. Well as our friends and family know, I got a little crazy and threw Scotty’s first iPhone in the ocean. Ok, it was an accident. It was cooling down in the towel while on the boat and I forgot and fanned the towel out so I could neatly fold it and put it away. Either way, he managed to not even see where I threw it and immediately jumped into the ocean and somehow grabbed it as it sunk it’s way to the ocean floor. Well here we are nearly a year later and it finally paid off to keep that iPhone in the closet. I should briefly mention that when we got the new iPhone bedside radio Scotty thought it would be a good idea to plug in the dead iPhone to see if it could grab a charge. A large pop and scream later, we killed the radio and still had a dead iPhone. Apple is great for many reasons, but even more awesome because they took back the radio and exchanged it without question. Anyway, back to the iPhone discrepancy. Scotty, an official Apple entrepreneur, found out that Apple is exchanging water damaged iPhones at cost. Rather than pay for a new phone ($500) they are giving refurbished ones for $200. While at first glance it might appear that we would still be spending $200- spending more money. Nope, not when you sell it on Ebay for full cost!! So here we are, just purchased our official 4th iPhone. Currently my brainy husband is stripping the new phone and preparing to sell it on Ebay for hopefully a profit! Economic crisis, says who?!

-Mrs. Computer Genius

Tiff’s Quote of the day: The weekend is to a diet what the winter is to a tan.

Think about it. This incredibly insightful quote can be understood in different ways. When I thought of it, my intention was this: You work so hard all summer to get the perfect golden tan and then two weeks of not basking in the sun and you are all of a sudden rid of any tan lines. What the heck?! So what I am saying is that you work hard Monday through Thursday (I am not even going to try and claim Friday as a ‘being good’ day) and come Saturday your belly is a little more swollen and you wheeze going up the stairs. I can proudly say that Scotty and I have been in a work-out frenzy the past two weeks. For me this means 5 to 6 days of 45 minutes of cardio. I am just trying to allow myself to eat my burritos and consume my margaritas without feeling completely guilty. Anyway, come Saturday morning I always feel a little lethargic and wanted to see if anyone else was feeling my strife.

Either way, the moral of my story is that we must not cut out the things that make us happy. We will never be captured on the front of US Weekly or asked to interview for People’s Most 100 Most Beautiful People edition. All we can hope for is our happiness and health. Cheers to being young and in a shape (notice I did not say in shape, I only claim to be in a shape!) Love what you have!!

P.S. This is an extremely old pic and NO I never fit in these jeans- they are Scotty’s! This is post- 4:40 AM workout! :o)

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So one might assume Scotty is a brewing professional with how many times he has participated in the task. Well, I am here to say that this most recent batch is killing me slowly. The process of brewing beer is long and, well, boring so I won’t explain it. Not that I could really do a very good job anyway, but that is neither hear nor there! Anyway, let me just say that at one of the steps the boys put ice in the concoction in an effort to cool the liquid quicker so they could move forward in the steps. Kris, Scotty’s partner in crime, happened to mention the next day that maybe that wasn’t such a good idea because it added liquid. The beer brewing process, I should say, is very precise. The extra liquid in my mind means that we could potentially have an over flow. In order to avoid this, I decide to drag the concoction out on the balcony that way if it does over flow it won’t flood my house! Keep in mind, I did this without permission. Come to find this morning my husband is quite upset because we have now tampered with the temperature the liquid needs to be at. We calm down and figure he could bring it in the house and pretend it never happened. Fast forward-: we are doing dishes after dinner tonight and both nearly hit the floor as we hear a loud pop. Wood floors makes everything dramatically louder!! We recover to find the entire downstairs has a layer of hopps and barley. Walls, check. Ceiling, check. Mirrors, check. Computers, check. Bathroom walls, check. Floors, double check! After several inappropriate words slung, we get to cleaning. The hopps and barely apparently turn to cement minutes after becoming air born! So about an hour later we now have a clean ceiling, walls, bathroom, floors, and mirrors. Scotty has decided to go ahead and try and salvage what is left and has put the plug back on and decided to have another go at it. We now have a trusty trash bag placed over the top, you know, in case we didn’t learn from our experience. This beer better be good!!!!!!!!

-Tiff
Disclaimer: The video does NOT do justice to what we had to face. Due to the fact that each piece of barley and hopps was the size of a piece of rice, the camera just couldn’t capture it all :-/