Snapshot: hilarious conversations

So here's three conversations that made me smile. (also, I've decided to stop apologizing whenever I haven't posted in a while....kinda makes me feel guilty and then I REALLY don't want to write a blog post. So I'm skipping it!)

I recently chopped off 12 inches of hair and donated it to Locks of Love. I work with kids and sometimes they say funny things. The day after I've cut pretty much all of my hair off, I'm playing with a child when out of the blue she said to me, "Who are you?" I guess she didn't recognize me....it was so random.

And then the other day, I was at a concert, standing in line to buy a t-shirt and there were these two guys behind me, being macho and tough. I wasn't really paying attention to their conversation until one guy exclaimed, "There's an app for YOUR FACE!" and the other guy (without missing a beat) said, "Isn't that the camera app?" Gotta love eavesdropping.

And the last conversation happened just a couple of minutes ago. I was talking to my sister and said, "Yeah, I'm definitely not a romantic person." to which my sister said, "Duh." with no hesitation whatsoever. Smmmooooottth.

I have the best Papi

So I was surfing the web when I noticed a slight stirring in my stomach: a sure sign I hadn't eaten in a long time. I hesitated because it was almost midnight and I didn't want to get out of my comfortable bed and go make a snack...

...when my father got home from work and announced, "Guess what leftovers I brought home?"

Perfect timing.

And since I know my father well, I knew by his proclamation that he had brought something home I highly prized AND he was willing to share his food with me.

So I hopped out of bed and high-tailed it to the kitchen.

Turns out Papi had brought home some home-made tortillas from a Mexican restaurant we sometimes frequent (because of the tortillas) and was already heating them up on the skillet.

These tortillas are amazing because not only are they home-made from scratch and preservative free, but they are so thick and FLUFFY.

Divine heavenly goodness.

Hot and fresh tortillas with melted butter? Yeah, probably one of my all time favorite foods.

What a nice Papi.

Whoops!

I've realized that I've been a pretty neglectful blogger as of late. This could be for various reasons...but I'm going to blame laziness and my summer job.

The other day I wandered past the kitchen to see most of our oven in pieces assembled across the floor. I didn't make much of it until a couple of hours later I walked by and it was being put back together. I walked by it a third time about 40 minutes later to hear my father mumbling, "Hm...it looks like I forgot to put some screws back in..."

Needless to say, the mother wasn't too pleased. Haha!

(He found where the screws went.)

And for some odd reason, our microwave convection oven is not working. I guess that was the reason my father took the two ovens apart in the first place. The oven light went off and so now it won't cook anything but just says "door" on the screen like we've left it open.

It's funny how you don't think you use something very often until it disappears. Or how you want to eat lunch but everything conceivable to eat seems to need the microwave to cook. Annoying.

Sarcasm much?

My father uses sarcasm on a regular basis. It's just built into his personality or something. I'm pretty sure that he's more sarcastic then I ever was as a teenager.

Me (seeing Papi grilling): "What'cha doing?"

Papi: "What does it look like I'm doing? Greeting aliens on another planet?"

See....I was just asking a simple question. Of course I knew what Papi was doing: this was a conversation opener, a chance for Papi to tell me about his life and not be a weirdo. But did he?
No.

Oh the conversations we have.

This is what our conversations tend to look like when we're all hanging out (my familia) and have eaten mass quantities of french onion dip and chocolate ice cream.

The context: playing Apples to Apples

The conversation:

Me: "I'm so hot....I'm sweating!"

The Sis, inquiring: "Are you wearing socks?"

Me: "I'm wearing a skirt!!"

The Aunt, exasperated : "I don't think those are mutually exclusive!"

Confusion

Why is it that my father and my sister will not watch Martian Child but they will happily watch Enchanted instead?

This puzzles me greatly.

I'm surrounded by weirdos...

I had just closed the blinds because the sunlight was hitting me directly in the face and blinding my vision.

I got up from my comfortable position on the nook couch to go blow my nose.

When I came back into the room I found my father gleefully pulling up the blinds and saying, "Let the sunshine in!"

I told him, "I just put those blinds up because the sun was in my face!"

His answer was silence and with the quiet essence of a smile, he walked proudly out of the room.

Sometimes, I just don't know what to do with my family.

The first round of games...

My family and I just played the Star Wars Trilogy Trivial Pursuit Edition. Needless to say, my team did not win. My sister (who got the game for Christmas) won. She knew crazy things about those movies, like what an x-wing was and who's side Mon Montha was on. Whatever.

We also made french onion dip and ate 22 oz of potato chips between the 7 of us. Whoa. I guess it's not surprising no one is hungry for lunch....

We're visiting the Folks. I've eaten homemade french fries and Mexican hot chocolate for breakfast every morning.

One cool thing about this town is that we always go to movies while we are here because the movie theater is so cheap. So yesterday, we saw two movies. My mom and I are kind of movie fiends sometimes. But we saw The Blindside and Avatar. Yeah, I know - two very Different movies.

I kind of feel bad though, because I had been looking forward to seeing The Blindside for a while now. I had tried to go see it last time we were in the Ville, but it had been sold out. So I was pretty excited to go see it. I had even brought a box of kleenex because I was for sure convinced that it would make me cry. And I knew that might be a bad combination, because I already had a cold and was trying to kick that to the curb. But I figured I was well-prepared.

Funny thing though...I didn't cry at all while watching that movie. And when I was watching it, I felt like it was just an enlongated version of all the previews I had seen. It was still a really good movie, but I don't know if I liked it as much as I would have if it had not been so hyped up. I enjoyed it, but I was really surprised that I didn't end up crying at the end. It was kind of surreal.

Now Avatar on the other hand, I cried more in that movie than the first one. I had only heard about Avatar a couple days earlier when I saw it in the theaters. But I really enjoyed it. The creatures were amazing, and the cinomatorgphy was amazing! I fell in love with the colors and sounds of the movie and I loved the alien's turquoise skin. I thought the lluminisct atmosphere was pretty cool as well. When I got out of the movie, all I could think about was that alien world Pandora. It really stuck in my head and I kept it in my mind for the rest of the night. It was an interesting movie and I'd recommend it. Though there were a couple aspects of the movie that I thought were kind of unbelievable and that kept it from being one of my favorites.

Well, I'm off, Merry Christmas Eve!

~song currently playing through my head:

Carol of the Bells by Family Force 5