Friday, February 26, 2010

speed skating

I am watching the speed skating right now as we speak. I get really frustrated at this sport, and I was told maybe that I voice my opinion to much. First, are Asians the only people that can skate? Is that one of the requirements for speed skating... Apparently there is really good ice in Korea. Anywho, my biggest complaint, is that they spend so much effort in pointing their skates when they are crossing the finish line. Wouldn't it be better if they didn't slow down and point their skate? I don't know, I think its weird...
Just another night at the Petersen home. Watching the Olympics, watching dixie drop her toy from the bed and grab it on the floor, then go back on the bed(for the millionth time), and just trying not to go crazy.

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

OCD and Tv Shows....

Eric was watching a TV show tonight. I was making dinner, and thought I would come over and watch with him. It happened to be commercials when I sat down, and Eric usually watches the food network station. As I was sitting down, the commercials ended, and the TV show continued. As it started, there was this scary music when the title of the show came on, it was called, "Monsters within us"... Yup, its about parasites. I started watching, it was such a scary show, but yet I could not look away. I do have to admit that it was on bed bugs and some rare killing parasite. I can handle any type of scary movie, I thrive on scary movies, but parasite tv shows, scare the H E double hockey sticks out of me! So as I have been contemplating, I have thought of a top ten list that OCD people probably shouldn't watch...


10. Monk
9. Real life Hoarder's
8. Clean Sweep
7. Obsessed ( A&E )
6. Monster's Inside Me
5. Dirty Jobs
4. Survivor
3. Man VS Wild
2. Dr. Oz investigates flesh eating bacteria episode on Oprah
1. Howie Mandel on Deal or no Deal

Well, that is a start. I thought it would be funny to share with our anxiety family! Have a good one

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

CRAZY

I am such a strong magnet to crazy people... Eric and I have had the weirdest experiences of weird people as of late. For instance, Eric was walking dixie when a middle aged man was walking his CAT on a leash. Eric has run into many crazy people in our apartment complex, including a girl that was walking her dog with just a bath robe on. He said it was really awkward.

BUT today was the worst! Eric and I was eating at our cafe at work, at ARUP. We were just eating and talking, when Eric nudged me, and said "Linds look at that guy!" I look over he is watching Lord of the Rings on a DVD player, with head phones, and IS eating his fries with CHOPSTICKS! Haha, what a weirdo! And he was dipping them in fry sauce with the chopsticks. Welcome to crazy town- thats what brooks always says.

If you have any crazy stories, Please share...My biggest fear is maybe I am the Weird One, and everyone else is normal... but I doubt it!

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Observations...

I would like to share with you a story, that happened to me yesterday. I was in Dillards, going down the escalators. As I am coming down, another family is going up on the escalators across from me. I over hear the mom, telling the 5 year old, " You need to tie up your laces on your shoes, or you will get stuck." As I over heard this, I could help but think of the trauma that will cause the young child later in life.
I have a similar story to the young child. I remember going up the escalators in ZCMI and my mom would always tell me of the story about the girl that got her hair stuck in the escalator and died. Now my mom might not remember that story, but I sure do. I have noticed that on the "Morris" side we tend to be over-reactors. It seems to me, alot of stories get blown out of proportion. That story about the girl, probably was not even true... but being OCD makes me have a great imagination. So I wonder, if my mom was saying something to that effect, and I happen to imagine it all in my head. Even if the whole thing did not happen, I have always been really careful with my hair on the escalators.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Jeans...

The other day, I was looking for a pair of jeans. I hate trying on jeans, its a pain. And if they are a little tight you have to wiggle them off. The worst feeling is trying on pants, you pull them up and they only go to your knee... by this time, you are ready to cry. The worst is when you are trying on a certain size, and there is clothes left from the person that was before you, in your dressing room... You look at their outfits, and everything is cute, and a size 4. What person would be that size? Thats sick... I digress.
I have not had the best luck with Jeans. I believe the bad luck probably started when I was 13 years old, and wore Old Navy Husky Jeans. But that is another story for another day. I can probably count on one hand of my favorite jeans. I have the shortest legs. When I go to the Gap, the only jeans that fit me are the "Long and Lean, Ankle length"(No Joke).. I always grab my ankle length, long and lean jean, and they fit like a glove.
Now just looking at Jeans, you can't just find Jeans, they are so many categories of Jeans, for example:

Skinny, Long, Curvy, Bootcut, Slim, Stretch, Long, Tall, Short, Petite, Ankle, washed, distressed, straight, Mid rise, "Boyfriend", flared.. etc

That is just a start on how many different jeans out there. Good luck with the jean shopping!

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

There is One in Every Ward

I have been in 3 different wards, since I have been married. I have come to a conclusion... There is one in EVERY ward. Every ward that I have been in there is a person who:
-The Dave Hopper (But its hard to top him)
-The family who has 10 kids
-The person that is always late
-The cute old lady
-The guy that always wears a "U" tie, and matching socks after the Y loses
-The frazzled mom
-The mom trying to dress like a teenager
-The lady who always brings a pillow to sacrament for "medical reasons"
-The sleeping dad
-The deacon who you worry about, how he is going to handle high school
-The old german couple
-The deacon that wears skater shoes
-The girl that is 10 years old, that is a little bit chubby, that wears a velvet dress (even in the summer)
-The long prayer givers
-The person when they bear their testimony's you're nervous for them, they always say the craziest thing
-The commenter in Sunday School

Well that is some of the examples I had. It's a small list, but just know that you aren't the only one with weird church go'ers

Friday, January 22, 2010

What time is it?

I have always had a hard time with time. Let me explain... For some reason, I really never learned how to tell time. I think I missed that day in school (for Boyer that is not hard to believe). When I look at the clock I can read it, just fine. It is when people start saying, "a quarter after" or a "quarter to". I hate that! my brother had to sit down with me one day ( a few years ago) and teach me how to tell time (with a picture diagram). The problem is not the quarter after, or 15 after. The problem IS after you say a "quarter to", it does still not reveal what time IT actually is. I need to know the HOUR as well. My mom, once told me it was implied... Well if I knew the hour then I wouldn't be asking for the time!

Sorry to take out my frustrations in my blog. I think I am the only person on the planet that still can't tell time. For many of you, this is probably not the first time to hear about my issues with time...

I would like to share with you another day of school I probably missed. For some reason, I can't understand when people say "several", "few", or "couple". I remember, in 9th grade, english class, my teacher asked the class what several meant. I raised my hand, and said, "Doesn't it mean 7?" I was not trying to be 'cute', I honestly didn't learn that earlier. As many of you are thinking, the school system has failed us. No, I honestly think I either was sick that day, or playing with my pogs.

Well guys thanks for listening to my thoughts. Its a quarter after and I just wanted to share several thoughts with you!


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