Tuesday, April 29, 2008
BOYCOTT other blogs
Please don't read Elizabeth.Chon's or Megan Sollis' blogs. They need to keep all thoughts and updates here thanks.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
A Tribute to Potential House Boyfriends.
The Yellow House would never have survived without the help of our dear "guy" friends who probably have been dubbed house boyfriends many times without knowing that we use that name for just about anyone who has helped us. The house boyfriend title is still special but has been shared by a few.
Treevsmore.
Treevor, Treev, Trevor,etc etc. has been an asset. Fixing bikes, giving rides, sending text messages, playing ping-pong, bringing treats, stealing parking spots, and most important to kegs, taking pics. Trevor is one of those people who after he leaves he is still here-in our hearts, and in our noses. For instance, last night is never to be forgotten.
"It smells like Trevor."
"I smell him too."
"TREvor where are you!"
"here i aM!"
(as we speak this being quoted in the living room.) One of our favorite experiences.
NEXT.
Wait, I really can't think of a next. Treevor really might be our house boyfriend
A Close second will go to Mr. Nate Barnes who has provided cookies, given rides, given moral support and a man's point of view for relationships, also taken parking spaces-but was usually better than trevor, helped clean, and used our TV for sports.
A distant third, well we'll give to Desmonde'. Because he always provides some entertainment for our lives. I would have posted his fb picture but I think it is copyrighted for GQ. Definitely the cutest of the house boyfriends (love Beth.)
Fourth, Adam who helped Megan fix her flat tire.
Fifth, DP because we enjoy the moments we get to see him.
Honorable Mention goes to our neighbor's (david eff's house) for letting us use their oven, tools, man power, etc. OH and Rudd's house-well Rudd, for raking our leaves.
That's about it for now. House boyfriends are always welcome at the yellow house. Call Dantzel, Brynne, and Jos anytime. I'm sure someone will fall off the roof, break the christmas lights, get locked in the garage, need help cleaning and repairing the hot tub, want to go on a bike ride, need food..the list goes on.
But really, thanks.
Treevsmore.
Treevor, Treev, Trevor,etc etc. has been an asset. Fixing bikes, giving rides, sending text messages, playing ping-pong, bringing treats, stealing parking spots, and most important to kegs, taking pics. Trevor is one of those people who after he leaves he is still here-in our hearts, and in our noses. For instance, last night is never to be forgotten."It smells like Trevor."
"I smell him too."
"TREvor where are you!"
"here i aM!"
(as we speak this being quoted in the living room.) One of our favorite experiences.
NEXT.
Wait, I really can't think of a next. Treevor really might be our house boyfriend
A Close second will go to Mr. Nate Barnes who has provided cookies, given rides, given moral support and a man's point of view for relationships, also taken parking spaces-but was usually better than trevor, helped clean, and used our TV for sports.
A distant third, well we'll give to Desmonde'. Because he always provides some entertainment for our lives. I would have posted his fb picture but I think it is copyrighted for GQ. Definitely the cutest of the house boyfriends (love Beth.)
Fourth, Adam who helped Megan fix her flat tire.
Fifth, DP because we enjoy the moments we get to see him.
Honorable Mention goes to our neighbor's (david eff's house) for letting us use their oven, tools, man power, etc. OH and Rudd's house-well Rudd, for raking our leaves.
That's about it for now. House boyfriends are always welcome at the yellow house. Call Dantzel, Brynne, and Jos anytime. I'm sure someone will fall off the roof, break the christmas lights, get locked in the garage, need help cleaning and repairing the hot tub, want to go on a bike ride, need food..the list goes on.
But really, thanks.
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Blogging Confessionals.
This is really Dantzel and Joslin posting, don't be fooled. We decided that we'd really like to contribute to the house blog, especially since Grace gets mad that she's the only one that ever posts anything. So that got us thinking, and what better way to start off our blogging experience than by apologizing to Grace for all the things we do that she doesn't like? We thought of a few things we are sorry for and took pictures to give everyone a feel for what is going down at the yellow house. Grace, this one's for you.
Apology #1: We're sorry for never posting. But since this is happening right now I don't think its really a problem anymore.
Apology #2: This is Dantzel talking, and I'm sorry for drinking your grape juice when I don't like the way it tastes.
Sometimes I just like to have the crisp refreshing feeling of juice after I eat, even if its not apple juice. Grace hates this though, and recently left me a note on the lid of her grape juice addressing the issue and I think its pretty representative of the emotions involved.
Apology #3: Hi it's me Joslin. Grace, I'm sorry for buying you a nice maroon towel at Costco and then thinking it's mine and using it all the time. It's like when you get a Christmas present from your sister and then yes she borrows it all the time and keeps it all the way up the stairs in her room so you can never use it, shower, or smell nice for your boyf. Sorry!
Apology #4: It's time for another confession from Dantzel. The other day Grace and I were in the kitchen when she told me she doesn't even get mad when people eat her food unless its her vegetables. Then I felt bad because sometimes I eat the tomatoes on her shelf. Technically we decided to share food at the beginning of the year so maybe this isn't even a problem, but if it is, I'm really really sorry. And I brought 3 tomatoes home this weekend to maybe make up for it a little bit.
Apology #5: I don't even know I did anything wrong until I hear a high pitched squeal coming from the next room over (hmm...really, is there a pig in the house or something? Weird. I'm not sure at this point until Grace comes charging into the otherwise silent kitchen with a frown. Ohh...it's COLD! Shut the door!). Grace, I'm sorry I cause you to squeal sometimes and apparently freeze to death in your room.
So there you have it, Billboard's top 5 apologies from Dantzel and Joslin to Grace. We love you girf, even though you are a grandma stuck in a 20 year old body who can't handle the cold, people eating her vegetables or grape juice, and using her towels. Oh and we'll be better at posting more often in the future. Don't be mad at the things we said. We really are sorry. And maybe you'll get a hump day treat to make up for our bad behavior.
Apology #1: We're sorry for never posting. But since this is happening right now I don't think its really a problem anymore.
Apology #2: This is Dantzel talking, and I'm sorry for drinking your grape juice when I don't like the way it tastes.
Sometimes I just like to have the crisp refreshing feeling of juice after I eat, even if its not apple juice. Grace hates this though, and recently left me a note on the lid of her grape juice addressing the issue and I think its pretty representative of the emotions involved.
Apology #3: Hi it's me Joslin. Grace, I'm sorry for buying you a nice maroon towel at Costco and then thinking it's mine and using it all the time. It's like when you get a Christmas present from your sister and then yes she borrows it all the time and keeps it all the way up the stairs in her room so you can never use it, shower, or smell nice for your boyf. Sorry!
Apology #4: It's time for another confession from Dantzel. The other day Grace and I were in the kitchen when she told me she doesn't even get mad when people eat her food unless its her vegetables. Then I felt bad because sometimes I eat the tomatoes on her shelf. Technically we decided to share food at the beginning of the year so maybe this isn't even a problem, but if it is, I'm really really sorry. And I brought 3 tomatoes home this weekend to maybe make up for it a little bit.
Apology #5: I don't even know I did anything wrong until I hear a high pitched squeal coming from the next room over (hmm...really, is there a pig in the house or something? Weird. I'm not sure at this point until Grace comes charging into the otherwise silent kitchen with a frown. Ohh...it's COLD! Shut the door!). Grace, I'm sorry I cause you to squeal sometimes and apparently freeze to death in your room.
So there you have it, Billboard's top 5 apologies from Dantzel and Joslin to Grace. We love you girf, even though you are a grandma stuck in a 20 year old body who can't handle the cold, people eating her vegetables or grape juice, and using her towels. Oh and we'll be better at posting more often in the future. Don't be mad at the things we said. We really are sorry. And maybe you'll get a hump day treat to make up for our bad behavior.
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