Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Worried Sick

Sometimes I do things that just worry the boys sick. It all started a few weeks ago when I was spending some time downtown. I had told the boys I would be gone for awhile but didn't tell them how long. I ended up having too much fun illegally going into the Indianapolis Dream Home in the middle of the night (they should really get a security system in that thing) and didn't get home until very late. I was slightly insulted around 10pm that night when I hadn't received a text from either one of them wondering where I was at or when I was coming home. The next day I was talking to them about the night before and they started the conversation with, "Where WERE you we were worried sick about you!" It turns out that they contemplated texting me to find out what I was up to, but decided against it because they thought if I wanted them to know where I was at, I would tell them. I bet there are quite a few teenagers out there right now wishing their parents thought the same way!

Second example: Last week after a hot tub date that I desperately needed (my back had been killing me for days) I got home by 11 which was exactly when I said I would be home. I walked in the door to hear Tim say, "Where WERE you we were worried sick about you!"

Example Today: You see, a couple of weeks ago I got home from work and this thought crossed my mind about how absolutely wonderful it would be if I walked through the door some night to find dinner cooking. This is no joke...the next day I walked in and Tim was making a crock-pot full of Chicago style roast beef. And the next night, he brought home two pizzas. It was unbelievably amazing. How does that tie into tonight?? Tonight I got home to find Nathan making penne with ground turkey, green peppers, onions, and habanero (for added kick). I wanted to go running while it was still light out so Nathan told me I had 20 minutes before dinner was ready. I told him I'd be back in 20 and took off. About 40 minutes later I was walking up to our apt from the neighborhood beside us and I could see Nathan down the street with his arms in the air indicating "where have you been?!!?" When I returned to the apartment I said, "What, were you worried sick about me?" And he said, "No. We're WAITING on you to eat." My bad. I guess they don't worry as much as I thought :)

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Hello Country Bumpkin, How's the Frost out on that Pumpkin?

Tonight was pumpkin carving night. My sister decided to spend one more night in Indy and we had to put our time to good use. I've also been begging my roommates to carve pumpkins with me so this was obviously the best way to spend our evening. Kristen and I took a quick trip to get the pumpkins and got for me, one for her, and one for the boys to share (we figured that's all they could handle). After spending wayyy too much time deciding which gourds would be the best choice (add in plenty of "my gourd is bigger than your gourd" jokes), we finally got home and got started. We had no idea what was ahead of us for the night. A majority of this blog post will be a photo pictures can tell a thousand words.

Getting started...

Nathan helped Kristen finish cutting the bottom out while Sonia watched the process...

Everyone was workin up a sweat, and Joe was no exception with pumpkin on his face!

Sonia's new blackberry was in danger with all the knives and pumpkin goop.

Tim was trying to get some homework done while all of this was going on, it wasn't easy...

Especially when Kristen was throwing the pumpkin goop at him...

Kristen was also telling a lot of stories, such as how when I was little I didn't want to put my hands inside the pumpkin and she always had to coax me to clean it out.

Tim finally came out of hiding just to eat some pumpkin seeds...uncooked. It's been said before and I'll say it again. Tim will eat ANYTHING.

Nothing shows sisterly love like gettin your hands dirty.

Nathan was acting as DJ. The choice of music? Loretta Lynn's and Conway Twitty's "Country Bumpkin". Full lyrics can be viewed at:
Nathan's version can be listened to on the video below:

About now is the time when things get REALLY interesting. Tim became a pumpkin head! Notice his wicked dance moves. He went to visit the neighbor. Our poor neighbors are always getting strange visits from my roommates. (See post "Stomach turnin/Butt burnin" for more neighbor fun!)

Finally we were done with our pumpkins!! After asking the neighbors if they would be offended by the pumpkin that Tim and Nathan created (they thankfully said no) we set them all outside to be adored by all. We're guessing our apartment complex will be destroying our pumpkins soon. We'll blame it on the neighbors, it's fine.

The title of the final product is, "IU HOMECOMING 2009. FML"

And finally we ended the night by making Joe be our photographer for family photos

Monday, October 5, 2009


Hart came to visit last night. This friend of Tim and Nathan's is one of my worst nightmares...but I also find him extremely entertaining. Literally, the last time he was here, I went to bed early while the guys went out and I was scared for my life that I was going to have to fight him to not get into my bed when they got home. Thankfully I think that night he passed out before he remembered I live here. And, before this summer, he was probably the person most excited about me moving in here. He swore he'd get to sleep in my bed every time he visited. I told him "in your wildest dreams."

So it's Sunday night and I get home from work completely EXHAUSTED. I had to take a short nap before grocery shopping and doing all of the necessary other things to do on a Sunday night. While I was asleep I remember hearing Hart's voice out in the living room and thinking, "Oh God, Nick is here." I went back to sleep just to wake up shortly after that because I sensed someone standing right over me. I opened my eyes and it scared the crap out of me to see Hart hovering over me with a bottle of Seagrams. Tim was at one end of the bed with a video camera going and Nathan was creepily standing at the other end of the bed. Hart said, "Julie, wake up and drink!" And I responded with a stern, "NO, GO AWAY"

They didn't listen.

After persuading me to sit up and take a sip of the Seagrams, Hart then asked if he could get in bed with me. I yelled at him again and all three boys finally went away. Then I realized I really did need to get out of bed and go grocery shopping or I wouldn't be eating lunch all week!

When I got home Nathan had gone back to his studying, Tim was with his girlfriend, and Hart was hanging out watching football on TV. It was exactly 9pm on Sunday night which meant it was time for Desperate Housewives, a show I've watched religiously since it began years ago. So, I used the sweetest voice possible and said, "Hey Niiiiccckkk, do you want to watch Desperate Housewives with me??" Of course he immediately said yes and Nathan came running to the living room to offer to bring us a blanket. My sweet voice was just a convincing way to get him to turn the television from football to ABC...and it worked. But a blanket wasn't necessary, we sat on opposite ends of opposite couches. Thankfully, Hart watched two hours of Desperate and Brothers and Sisters with me, the two shows I live for. However, being the mean person that I am sometimes, I had to shush him a few times when he tried to talk to me while the shows were on and also had raincheck multiple offers being the lucky person to give him a foot massage. I told him when he tries to cash in those rainchecks, he'll probably just get another raincheck. Sometimes I get a little harsh with him, but with good reason because of our history which is too long of a story for right now.

For a fellow blogger out there who is just DYING to know...I did end up buying the dress for the wedding. And even though my two roommates told me I looked like I was wearing a curtain, I wore it anyway and loved it! The guy I went as a date with didn't complain, so I guess all is fine :)