Nice teeth.

I haven't got even the tiniest stroke of inspiration to blog today but it's been weighing on me so here I am. So, the biggest news in my world is that I decided to become licensed as a dental assistant. It's a nine month course available through a trade school that is about a mile from my house. I was just trying to put out feelers about it a month ago when one of the schools called me. I guess it's their thing to have you come to the campus instead of mailing you info about the program. Well, their tricky trick worked and next thing you know I was taking an assessment test and discussing financial aid. It all happened so fast! I'm kind of glad though because if I hadn't just decided to do it I would have waffled forever and not done anything at all. Well, today was the first day of school. It's only 3 1/2 hours everyday so I was out by 10:45 and had the whole rest of  the day left. The first class is a month long and is all about professional development. Kinda boring and I would  really like to just get on to the teeth part but what can you do. I've had a job or two before and kinda learned all this stuff already by trial and error but I guess I should just take it as an easy A and a nice reminder of how to be professional in the work place. So that's my big news. In nine months I will be able to get a job in a nice low key dentist office doing pleasant stress-free work and hopefully make the dentist experience more pleasant for those who are afraid to spend an hour in the "rip-out room". (as someone I know likes to call it :) 

PS This post is secretly doubling as a homework assignment. Tricky aren't I?

First Tag ever

Don't I feel special? I've been tagged for the first time in my blog history! Tara tagged me a few weeks ago. Only thing is that I've been avoiding posting about it because I can't think of seven random things about myself to share. So we'll see as I go along how many I can think up but it may not be all seven!...     ...     ...     ... Nope, nothing. Not even one! But I will persevere. You see my house is a mess and I'm avoiding cleaning it by blogging so I can't give up yet. Well, first I was going to avoid cleaning by watching Biggest Loser but every channel has been taken over by the election. (Seriously, everybody already knew what the outcome was going to be before we even voted so did we really need to cancel every single show to cover it?! Pardon my bitterness... I'm done now I promise:) Anywhoo, back to the point. 

Seven-ish random/interesting things about me: (Though I'm pretty sure these won't be news to anyone.)

Thing 1-

My favorite dessert is my mom's cherry pie and I usually have it for my birthday instead of cake. I almost don't like cake at all which is why we had tons of home made pies at our wedding instead of a giant wedding cake. Unfortunately, the caterer pulled a fast one and switched out the chosen fresh strawberry pie we were supposed to cut and feed each other with a gluten-free rhubarb pie! Ick. But I guess it made for a memory as we both ate our bites and thought to ourselves that it sure tasted funny. Oh well, se la vie. 

Thing 2-

I am a huge animal lover. To the point where lately I'm even having trouble eating meat. You know how sometimes you get stuck on a thought and you can't shake it? Every time I go to eat meat these days I find myself dwelling on how it came to be on my plate and can hardly eat it. Hopefully this will pass.

Thing 3-

Red is my signature color and I love love love it. I pretty much buy red accessories exclusively. My house is also predominately red in decor. It just makes me feel cheerful. I haven't bought a purse or scarf or gloves in any other color in probably ten years. 

Thing 4-

My favorite Starbucks drink is --get ready -- a decaf tall extra hot with whip toffee nut latte. Embarrassing isn't it? Takes like a half an hour to order and if anybody is making a Starbucks run I have to write it down because it's like an entire paragraph. And usually they make it non fat instead of extra hot. Not sure why but something about the sound of those two phrases gets them every time. Seriously this happens at every Starbucks I go to! But what can you do? I don't want to be that customer. So I usually drink it wrong and they never know that it tastes gross. And believe me it is gross. Tepid and watery instead of piping hot and creamy? Gross.

Thing 5-

I love being in weddings. Over the years I've played almost every female role in a wedding. Flower girl, candle lighter (whatever happened to them anyway? nobody has candle lighters anymore. probably all for the best as that job-  at least for me- came with a slightly tacky pseudo bridesmaid dress and that infamous gold flame on a 3' stick lighter thing that never works and always goes out just when you are about to reach the first candle. Yeah, it's best that the candles are all magically lit before hand these days!) I've also been a bridesmaid and that my friends is the best job yet. You get to do all the fun behind the scenes stuff and go to the rehearsal. Definitely my favorite. I haven't been a maid of honor yet but secretly I don't mind because I'm terrified of having to make a speech at the reception. 

Thing 6-

I am an America's Next Top Model fan. I'm slightly ashamed to announce it because it's such a stupid show but there you have it. I don't know why I like it so much?! Neither does my husband actually. He usually has to leave the room because he simply cannot keep himself from making snide comments the entire time and ruining it for me. I figure if he can watch hours of sports each week I can at least have my one hour show... even if it is stupid and Tyra is ridiculous. This season has reached an all time low though and I might not be back for the next one.

I've actually made it to Thing 7! 

I have never played any sort of organized sport. I think the closest I ever came was kickball in PE in elementary school. I took ice skating lessons for a few years in middle school but I'm not sure that counts! 

Alright- I hereby tag Brittany, Marta, Jen and Deirdre. I can't think of seven bloggers who might actually respond so four is all I've got. 

  

not in the mood to blog

I don't know why but I am not not not in the mood to blog lately. I have like five posts I should've done but I just don't want to. So instead I'll just tell about Stogie's near death experience the other day and catch up on the other posts another time. 

Poor Stogie saw his tiny life pass before his very eyes the other day when he nearly drown. He told me so. (He also mentioned that it was a pretty good little life and thanked me. Just joking he didn't say that last bit...) So here's what happened...

Mom and I are sitting up on the deck having lunch and the dogs (Stogie and the Wood's dog Lucy who was over for a visit) are playing in the yard below when I heard a splash like somebody had decided to go for a swim in the pool. That's not so unusual since one of the dogs is a lab and we can't hardly keep her out of the pool. Only thing is the lab is standing next to us! That only leaves Stogie and he hates going swimming! I looked down into the pool and there is Stogie bobbing around in the deep end trying to get out of the freezing water but he can't! I ran down as fast as I could and Mom went to get a towel to dry him off with. Poor little guy had this desperate look in his eyes and was terrified. I scooped him out of the water and his little body was like an ice cube. We dried him off and he kept heaving like he had swallowed water and shaking. We realized later that he was after a frog that's been living in the pool lately. Stogie had fallen in head first after the frog and was completely submerged in the water. If we had not been out there and heard him fall in he would have exhausted himself trying to get out and drowned! Probably pretty quickly too considering how cold he was when I pulled him out. Too sad! Well, ever since I saved his life he follows me everywhere and is super clingy and cuddly. It's pretty cute actually. I guess I'm kinda like Stogie's guardian angel or something ;) 

Maggie

I saw this dog on Oprah yesterday. Unbelievable! She is adorable. I love the way the owner speaks to her and she listens like she really understands. People on YouTube were speculating that the owner was doing something with her hands or face because the dog always looks to her hand when she is done. After watching another video of it I realized Maggie is just looking for a treat in her hands not a signal. Also, she couldn't be doing something with her face or else the dog would only be able to count for her not other people too. Really cool. I suppose there is some explanation but I would prefer to think God made Maggie that way. He can do that if He wants to. Maybe He was just having a little fun!

Carrot juice and Core Secrets

So I'm sitting here in my workout clothes drinking carrot/apple juice and feeling really positive about my fitness future. I have worked out three times in the last week which is pretty much a lifetime record for me. Over the years I have bought ten zillion workout videos. We're talking all of them: TaeBo, two different Pilates series, New York City Ballet workout, Core Secrets and the Firm. And still I am possibly the least physically active person you've ever met. I considered putting on my bathing suit, slouching my shoulders, pooching out my tummy with no hairdo or makeup and taking one of those infamous "before" pictures to post. But since I've already worked out three whole times and look completely transformed already ; ) there just isn't much point. Or maybe I'm just too chicken to let you all see me in a swimsuit... Anyway, my thighs are screaming every time I move and it feels great! Part of my motivation came from watching Biggest Loser. In the first week they each lost the amount of weight I wanted to lose total! So I kinda staged my own intervention last night with The Davis. It was time, something had to be done! My name is Sarah Davis and I am a food addict. I love food. And why not? It tastes great. That's the trouble though is for the last week or so I have let it get out of control! (We're talking in addition to the 15-20 lbs I put on after getting married of course.) I was eating nonstop. Which equals even more extra pounds. So I confessed my trouble to Christopher and laid out the plan. Basically, I told him how much I actually need to be ingesting at each meal in the hopes that just knowing that he knows and is watching will keep me from doing it. Other than that I'm going to work out and keep juicing. (Yes, I juice. Only for a few months now but I really love it. Mostly just carrots and apples together is my favorite but I've tried other things too.) Keeps Stogie healthy also because he gets to eat the pulp. It's his favorite. If I am successful at my fitness endeavor I might be brave enough to post an "after" pic. ( With full hair and makeup and all my muscles flexed of course!) Time to go shower now. I smell gross. Or perhaps I should say I smell like the sweet smell of a person who is one step closer to fitness glory! 

Totally boring filler blog post

Another new haircut. Every time I have gone for the last six months I've had it cut shorter and shorter. Funny thing is the shorter it gets the more people seem to like it. This is my favorite cut so far. The trouble is I don't have much hair left in the back so I think my cutting spree is coming to an end! That will probably make my hair dresser happy. She told me last time that my long hair was so easy to cut but now she has to be on her A game because I keep making it more difficult. 

Looks pretty much the same from the front.

The back is way shorter though and I love it!

Montana

Christopher and I just got back from a spur of the moment trip to Montana. His sister Brittany and her husband Korry and two kids live in Great Falls. We had a great time and it was just the R&R Christopher needed! We just hung out mostly played a lot of Wii, Xbox, Brittany and I kicked the guys butts at Pictionary three times, went bowling for my first time ever, went to the Buffalo Jump, saw a movie and played with the kids. It was a really great vacation. I really enjoyed getting to hangout with Christopher's family. Brittany is the only one that lives anywhere near us so it was fun to just hop in the car and drive over. Hopefully it won't be the only time we make it over before the Air Force takes them away! (Note: sadly I didn't get a single picture of our totally awesome brother in law Korry :( He had to work while we went on our outings so I somehow managed to not get a single pic of him.) Anyway, thanks for hosting us guys we had a lot of fun! On the way home we stopped at a ghost town and ate at the Cracker Barrel. I had heard a lot about the Cracker Barrel from friends from the south but had never been because we don't have them up here. I was really excited and we went all out so I could have the full experience. 

We had so much fun just driving, being silly together and laughing. Thanks to Christopher's job schedule we don't see much of each other and are very stressed most of the time so it was awesome to just hang out be relaxed and have fun. 

Here are some pics from our trip.

Brittany and Kiley (4)  having pizza at the "bowling allen" as Brendan (2) called it.

Brendan and Kiley both beat me at bowling. Though I think the bumpers may have had something to do with it! I wanted bumpers but I guess they're only for little kids :) I bowled a 44 which basically means I had consistent gutter balls and occasionally hit some pins :) It was really fun even though I was terrible!

Christopher giving me bowling 101. 

(Note the red bowling ball. I'm pretty sure this ball was way too heavy but red is my signature color so I had to have it.)

My first pair of bowling shoes. Beautiful aren't they?

Oops. Oh well, I'm not fixing it now.

At the Buffalo jump.  This jump was used between 900 BC and 500 BC! Long before there were horses for the "First People" to ride this was the method of killing buffalo that was used. It's hard to see but the edge of the cliff where the buffalo herd would fall off is just behind those grassy bits where the photo gets blurry. The jump ranged from 25 to 75 feet down. Once the buffalo were dead at the bottom they would be butchered and every bit would be used except most of the bones. It's an interesting story how they lured the buffalo toward the jump and then got them to stampede off the cliff but it's too long to explain here. I was hoping there would be blood stains and bones still there but no such luck. Probably all for the best I guess that would have been a bit graphic for two little kids anyway.

A taxidermied buffalo. He was huge and the guide said he was actually a small one.

Inside a teepee at the interpretive center. Christopher looks right at home eh?

That hill is the Buffalo Jump. This is the best picture I got but if you look closely you can see a faint dark line along the tope edge of the hill. That is the rocky cliff (about a mile long and 25 to 75 ft high) that makes up the buffalo jump. 

Brittany and Christopher boxing on the Wii. This is a hilarious sight to watch in person.

Holly their sweet and adorable Sheltie. I fell completely in love with her. 

Brendan wearing Korry's Air Force blues uniform hat. What a cutie!

Enjoying some golden evening sun in a rocker at the Cracker Barrel.

I wanted to have the full Cracker Barrel experience so we played some checkers even though we were starving and couldn't wait to eat something.

Garnet Ghost Town

We took a very long detour to see Garnet my first ever ghost town. Garnet was a mining town of about 1000 people founded in 1895. By 1917 it was completely abandoned. It saw a brief revival from 1932 to about the mid 1940's when it was abandoned again and remained that way to this day.  

This bellows was left in the abandoned blacksmith's shop. It was huge! Taller than me and wider than my arms can reach. Can you imagine how hot that fire would've been?! The entire ceiling in the shop was blackened from the smoke and heat. 

Can you guess what this is? It was all that you had to go in if you were waiting up the road for the stage coach to pick you up at the station. (The station being a tiny log cabin.) Nice huh? I think I would've just as soon held it...

Christopher prospecting for gold. 

The Davis pretending to be the "Gray ghost of Garnet". This is the third floor of the hotel in town. By far the fanciest building it had fancy upholstered furniture, stained glass windows, wallpaper and ornate wood carved railings. The third floor was very plain and all the walls had been torn down but that was where the poor minors got to stay until they had built their houses. Well that's about it. We stayed so long in Garnet that by the time we finally got home to Portland it was 3 AM!

Stogiemeister

I was looking back through some photos from a recent camping trip and found this bit of unbelievable cuteness. It had to be posted and adored by all. While I whittle one end of the smore stick Stogie helps by chewing the other end. Too bad that was the end I was going to put the marshmallow on... 

Stogie LOVES him some raw hide. The last one was gone in a matter of days instead of weeks. Well, those suckers aren't cheap so today Tab and I picked out this one. Pretty sure it will last a while. I'm also pretty sure it will be the raw-hide. of. his. life. 

(If you can't tell it's almost the same length as Stogie.)

To pierce or not to pierce

I have wanted to get my nose pierced for a very long time. Up til now I have been too chicken to endure the pain in order to have one. Several months ago I decided I was ready but then began questioning if I could pull off a nose piercing (you know, looks wise). These days it seems like you can do whatever you want style wise and people will get used to it so I'm thinking that will be the reaction to my new nose accessory. This morning I took a tiny silver sticker and stuck it on my nose to help me imagine what it would look like :) and was surprised at how much I liked it. I tried to take a picture to post so you could get the idea but the sticker just wouldn't show in the pic. At this point I am 95% sure that I'm going to do it. Several months ago when I first started talking about it one of my friends from work who had in her past had everything pierced said adamantly that I should not do it. Turns out everyone she has ever known who had a diamond stud nose piercing was snobby back stabbing and fake (you know the kind). Though she changed her mind since I was obviously none of those things. She just didn't want me to be perceived that way which I understood. (Four of my favorite people have nose piercings and all of them are nice, really genuine and sincere. Which is why I didn't realize people might assume some sort of snobbery about me if I had a piercing.) I then proceeded to ask everyone in my family if they would ever be able to look at me again if I got a piercing. They said: Tab- go for it she always wanted to do something like that. Melissa- would get used to it but she is totally grossed out by piercings and has been her whole life.(She's never even pierced her ears!) Mom- if Christopher likes it then that's all that matters. Christopher- he thought it would be pretty on me. (What a good husband! Couldn't have answered better if I had fed him a line myself!) Dad- was at work but Mom guessed that he wouldn't mind it. Everyone else I asked said I should do it and then after carefully inspecting my nose (awkward!) voted on which side I should put it. I have chosen the right side by the way. So now I am asking all of you in blogland what do you think? Am I too old? Can I pull it off style wise? Do you think my face can handle an accessory? Will I seem like a sorority girl wannabe? Let the voting begin!

Christmas in July

WARNING: This is a seriously long post! 

WARNING #2: My favorite blogs are the ones with lots of pictures so I plan to use an excess of pictures too! Just so you know...I know.

A bit of back story:

In the Sherk household traditions are BIG. We incorporate traditions into everything- camping, holidays you name it. It's kind of a running joke that if we try something new one year and everybody likes it then it's a tradition from then on. (Sometimes we carry them on even when no one really wants to anymore. But nobody wants to be the one to say it!) 

Well, several years ago I was on what I called my chocolate chip cookie diet (I hated them for years and upon rediscovering them I pretty much ate only chocolate chip cookies for a few weeks. If you can believe it I actually lost weight though that wasn't my purpose.) That was in the middle of July and during that time I watched what was then my favorite Xmas movie "Christmas in Connecticut." Tabitha watched it with me and had cookies too. That was how it all began- our Christmas in July tradition. We've carried it on every year since then. 

A few years ago Tabitha and Melissa started their own tradition of getting Starbucks and going to a Xmas tree farm called Sleighbells that has an enormous ornament shop that is open year round. They have everything you could need for your tree. It's crazy busy around the holidays so this year we combined traditions. First we were off to Starbucks with our xmas mugs, then to Sleighbells to buy ornaments and then to the girls' apartment for Christmas in Connecticut and chocolate chip cookies.  

Note the Christmas mug.

This is our favorite room. It's full of German blown glass ornaments.

You can't really tell but that's a shark ornament biting my nose. I thought it was funny because Tabitha is actually making shark faces and noises.

This year I bought a totem pole ornament (in honor of "his people" as Christopher calls them) and an elephant. I'll explain the totem poll in another post. 

While we were watching our movie Stogie escaped under the deck fence with no collar on and was missing so we all ran out to find him leaving Liberty (Miss' lab)  and Molly (Tab's pug) in the apartment. After several minutes of looking a neighbor returned Stogie and we went back to our movie. A bit later Tab reached for a cookie from the plate on the coffee table only to find Liberty had eaten every one while we were looking for Stogie! That was like eight huge cookies! We decided later that they had planned it together. Stogie got to run free, Lib's got to eat cookies and Molly got to... sit on the couch like always? So Molly kinda missed out but the other two hit the jackpot. Sneaky sneaky!

Happy Birthday to Me!

At 8:55 AM today I turned 27! I feel so old and am not ready to be in my late 20's yet. Oh well. Spilt milk right? Christopher had to work today so Stogie and I drove over to my parents house. Mom and I spent the day together and Dad took us out to dinner this evening. Thanks guys! I wasn't ready to face 27 by myself today. 

My beautiful birthday present!!!

Not my best pic but I had to post it so you could see the humor.

I had on long pants, a sweatshirt and was rolled up in a sleeping bag

Miss and Tab however...

decided to pretend it was warm out and wear swim suits.

Who do you think people were looking at like they were 

crazy as they passed by?

Hint: It wasn't me. 

PS Tab is not naked in this pic it just looks like it ;) 

PPS I hope they don't kill me for posting pics of them in their swimsuits! Hehe.

Preface-

Here in the Davis household we don't just celebrate your birthday we celebrate your birthday week. Christopher started it the first year we were married. His birthday rolled around and he started (jokingly) saying he should get to do whatever he wanted because it was "Birthday Week". Well I thought it was so outrageously cute (and unusual for him to try to get his way- he is very much a peace making non boat rocking middle child) that he got to do whatever he wanted all week. Next year he tried to make it birthday month! But again I'm a sucker for anything cute he does and so we had Birthday Month. When my birthday came I went back to Birthday Week. (You see his b-day is at the end of Jan so celebrating all month leading up to it made sense. My birthday is at the beginning of August and it just seems weird to celebrate for a month after my b-day is long past.) 

So that's the backstory. 

This year we had to split it up. Part of last week and part of this week we've been celebrating me! So far there has been: Batman, Happy Panda chinese food, Krispy Kreme donuts, window shopping at the mall, Mama Mia, Spaghetti Factory, a day at Cannon Beach with Melissa and Tabitha, next week The Davis and I will go to the beach, and last and best of all... JEWELRY!!!! I love jewelry and Christopher who in general does not understand my fascination with it bought me a necklace for my birthday! This is headline news people. I had seen a necklace at a beautiful jewelry store called Na Hoku and fallen in love with it. I showed it to him once when we were window shopping and he remembered it. It is very sentimental and reminds me of my wedding and honeymoon in Hawaii because of the shape and materials. I cried. What a guy that Davis! 

Disclaimer: I do realize that extravagant Birthday Weeks will only last until we have kids but until then it's fun to be celebrated for a whole week. 

Disclaimer #2: This is the most extravagant of all the Birthday Weeks so far since this year Christopher is employed and not a student. Years past usually included more outings that were free, rental movies, window shopping and fast food :) They were equally good times!

Jehovah Jaira!

Alright, fasten your seat belts folks because I am about to attempt several rapid fire updates. First things first- everyone rejoice with me, iPhone Day finally came! Because I used to/might still work for a certain company I cannot fully explain the saga of the iPhone. In a nutshell I can say that a year ago when they first came out I was the proud owner of a beautiful new iPhone only to discover that Verizon had me trapped in a contract for another year and with much sadness I sold it on Craigslist. (Verizon was going to charge me $350 to cancel my two lines hence, the waiting.) I was smart however and saved the money to buy one when the contract was up.  Last Thursday was that joyous day. There was great rejoicing and some jumping up and down and skipping. Really, there really was! Without further ado, here are the pictures I posed for and asked Chrispy to take with you my blog audience in mind. I think they capture the spirit of the momentous event.

  

 

I know, it's like you were there isn't it?!

Tiny update-

So now that I'm sharing my blog with The Davis the title doesn't seem to fit anymore. I really liked it though and don't think I can come up with anything more clever so I'm leaving it. Secretly it's still mostly my blog anyway since Christopher probably won't post much. 

In other news, I have like three things I've been needing to post about so those will be coming. I can't risk losing my audience so soon after joining blogland from sheer lack of posting! I promise I will update. Cross my heart.

Enter The Davis

So I'm piggy backing on Sarah's blog since I have never done this before.  She gets frustrated at me as I don't follow her directions and just start randomly pushing buttons like I'm playing "whack a mole."  So since this is my first post I'm going to keep all my profound thoughts on life at bay for now and keep it simple.  Most of you probably know I finally graduated school (again) and have been working at a local children's hospital since February.  As for Stogie, he'd be a whole lot cuter if he learned to stay off the couch.  Miss you all and look forward to hearing from you.

Stogie

Due to popular demand I threw together some pics of our dog Stogie. We named him Stogie because he's the shape and color of a cigar. (That may seem obvious but you'd be surprised how many people look at me funny when I tell them that's his name!)

First time we brought him home. He was 7 weeks and only 31/2 lbs!

Second time we brought him home (long story) he was 11 weeks and 4 1/2 lbs. The other dog is Liberty my sister Melissa's Lab/Golden mix. She loves Stogie they wrestle all the time!

This was when he was about 4 months old.

Here he is last week when we were camping. He has reached his full size at 9 lbs and is 6 months old. What a cutie. He was so unhappy and wet from being splashed by Christopher!

Call me crazy

This could be dangerous. First day out and I've blogged three times! I spend a lot of time alone because of Christopher's job schedule. (Kidnappers and other creepsters do not take that as an invitation. I have a small dog with a lot of teeth. And now I guess I'll be getting some pepper spray.) In general, I talk a lot. I talk to Stogie (my dog) a lot but that's not quite the same as a person. Now that I have a new way of communicating with people while spending all that time alone I'm afraid I will be posting a lot! Did that make sense? Alone time + new blog = a lot of posts. (For those keeping track I used the phrase "a lot" five times and I did it on purpose.) Cross my heart this is my last post this evening. 

The Smell

It's still out there and coming through my window. Only now after further dissecting I've decided there is another element to it that adds to it's grossness. Something like wet dog and pine-sol like dog shampoo is also part of the essence. Yep I think that better describes it. Maybe now you can understand it's magnitude. Maybe I should just close the window.

Honey I'm home!

So I finally made it to the blogmunity. My cursor lingered for a moment or two over the "create blog" link but I decided this time I should go ahead and click. You see for about 8 or 9 months I've been having the same recurring thought, something like this, "Ooh, if I had a blog I would blog about this..." 

These were my very good reasons for not doing it- 

a) my life is kinda uneventful and the things I could post about are probably only interesting to me (and maybe my mother)

b) I'm a terrible correspondent therefore probably also a terrible blogger 

c) this is pretty much the quickest way to embarrass myself by writing something stupid and publishing it to the most people possible (the entire World Wide Web). 

Oh my. Typing out my reasons makes them seem even better and I'm wondering if I have made a terrible mistake?! I guess we shall see...

P.S. You know how sometimes you do something weird or silly unconsciously and then look around to see if anybody saw? Anybody who was watching me type would probably think I was furious. I just realized the entire time I've been typing this at my desk next to the open window my nose has been getting more and more wrinkled and scowly. The lovely breeze coming in my window slowly turned from fresh and lovely to something more like fabric softener (yummy) and wait for it... burned pizza (yuck) or is it Mexican food? Either way = P.U. (not sure how to spell that sound. Just say the letters and you'll know what I was trying to spell.) If I was braver I would post a staged pic of my expression. Actually it wouldn't be staged because try as I might I can't seem to stop making it. Hehe.