at Friday, July 31, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 5 comments

2 days ago in the car I had the following conversation with Will, Brett's 3 year old son:

Me to Brett: "Ugh, why did I wear this outfit. I look like a big beached whale, or a rhino."

Will to me: "Wisa, you don't look as big as a whale."

Me to Will: "Thanks, Will. How about a rhino?"

Will to me: "Just a baby Rhino I think."

Me to Will: "Wait...so I look like a baby Rhino?"

Will to me: "No Wisa, you look like a girl, but you are as big as a baby rhino."

Me to Will: "How big is a baby rhino?"

Will to me: "They are pretty big"

Then I cried.

Then I decided I was never eating again.

Then I forgot, and ate a burger.


at Sunday, July 26, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 2 comments

It is too hot. I have no desire to type. No desire to come up with any witty, sarcastic remarks. No desire to even be awake, to be honest. So here are the pictures I took the past few days. I give you my permission to make up your own story, if you so desire.


at Tuesday, July 21, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 4 comments

Please ignore the scary, no make-up aspect of this picture and focus on my freaky pupils. I walked past the bathroom mirror the other day and did a complete frantic double-take as I noticed that one pupil was huge, and the other teeny! It looked so weird! And it freaked me out! I swear I'm not on drugs...At least to my knowledge.

Oh dear. It was weird.

The pupils returned to their normal state about an hour later. 'Tis a mystery.


at Monday, July 20, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 0 comments

Julian Casablancas, (my love) of THE STROKES, (my all-time favorite band) will be debuting his solo album "Phrazes for the Young" this year. You can preview it here. I'm so excited!

at Monday, July 20, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 3 comments

So... On Friday, I was getting ready for work (at 5am, mind you) and I picked up the nearest dry towel to rub my wet hair on. I gave it a good rub down, then flipped it off to reveal a huge toothpaste mess in my hair. Sadly, this is NOT the first time this has happened. I apparently had stepped on the toothpaste tube that had fallen on the floor, squirting toothpaste into my towel, which was also thrown carelessly on the floor. Grrrr...It's tough being me, I tell you. And even tougher since my stresses are self-inflicted. But this THIS is where the story truly lets LISA shine... After the incident, I put the towel in my hamper to wash, and then re-showered. Sometime between then and last night, I did some laundry (I know Mom, I can't believe it either) and decided not to wash the towel with my clothes. BUT I didn't put it back in the hamper, I left it on the floor apparently because last night, guess which, seemingly clean towel I used to dry off my hair?

Woe is me.


at Friday, July 17, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 3 comments

Today I am happy.
Today the sun is shining and life is good.
Today I talked to my little sister, who I adore.
Today I woke up to a text that said "Good Morning Beautiful".
Today I ate healthy. And today I'm sore from yesterday's workout.
Today I feel content and grateful.
Today my hair looks really good.
Today I get to relax with two cute gentlemen.
Today I love my life. And tomorrow will be no different.


at Thursday, July 16, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 3 comments

I wanna be this guy. I'm ready to crawl into my Snuggie and flip on Seinfeld.... Oh these pesky priorities, they kill me.


at Wednesday, July 15, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 0 comments

So far this morning I have hit my not-so-funny bone twice & bit my tongue! What's the deal?! I must have a long day ahead of me...


at Tuesday, July 14, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 6 comments

I have a reputation, you see. A reputation for being somewhat, whats the word, spacey? This weekend in particular was a weekend jam-packed with me doing what I do best.... Losing everything. I lost my phone and/or keys about 6 times, each time resulting in a ten minute search through endless piles of clean laundry on my floor... (At least it's clean laundry) I think 5 out of the 6 times, my lost item was in my purse, or back pocket. It's really becoming a problem. There is something wrong with me. B suggested I get something to keep my keys close, something like this, Poor guy. Am I really that bad? Yes. B must really be getting tired of the multiple daily hunts for my personal belongings... I found myself thinking this weekend, why is it always me? Why can't he ever lose anything?

Well, though not intentionally, I can't help but feel that my above stated thoughts may have been somehow responsible for what happened Saturday... A story which I shall tell you now:

On Saturday, we borrowed Brent's truck to haul some stuff to Wal-Mart. The truck was at Britanny & Jake's so we left the Jeep at their house, and took the truck. When we got got back to the Dempsey's we hung around for a bit and watched Alice ride her bike. As we were strolling to the Jeep to go home, B reached into his pocket to pull out his keys and in one motion dropped them directly into a hole in the cover of the storm drain....

I gasped, then froze. (as I always do when I don't know how to react.)

We just stood there for a few moments, staring at eachother, then back at the storm drain.

"Did that really just happen?"

By this time Britanny, Alice and Roxie were beside us. Alice in a worried, panic-like state began apologizing to passerby for the disturbace, then said "Oh no, I am going to call my dad!"

In the meantime, we took the lid off. Seeing that there was a ladder, and realizing that not having his keys was NOT an option, B decided he was "goin' in".

Ick. What if he tripped and fell into the gunk?
How would he recover? How would I recover?

But he did it. There he goes into the darkness....

Hello? Anybody down there? Oh no, the "gunk" got him, I knew it.

And then suddenly, from the darkness, some keys came flying out, followed by a gunk-covered man.
After he hosed down in the backyard. We went back to his house, where he showered for the next 4-5 hours. :)


at Friday, July 10, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 7 comments

I have been trying to diet lately. And I'd like to give you one reason why I am failing:
Yes, this is an entire cupboard-full of "Lisa don't eat that" products. B showed it to me on our first date, and I've been in love with him ever since. (that's not the only reason, however :)) 

That wonderful gentleman that I am dating, is wonderful, yes. But I am growing envious of him as I watch him eating whatever he pleases, and never worrying about squeezing his bum into his new designer jeans. But, I? I deal with this worry on a daily basis. Curses to bulk size bags of goodies.

Today, it stops. Today I remind myself that I am the boss of me. (please self)


at Monday, July 06, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 9 comments

Before I get to the 4th, I will focus on the 3rd. The 3rd, was B & I's 9 month dating anniversary. I will admit... I remembered it a few days prior, but on the actual day, I forgot. But he showed up at my door with these lovely flowers and a smooch. What a lucky girl I am. I love you B :) 

Ok... Now for the 4th. We went to the Cadd's, who are family friends of the Hodson's. They have a great home on Lake Sammamish and throw a 4th of July party each year with food, boating, and an awesome fireworks show. I felt excited to be a part of it this year. 

Anyhoo... B & I made chocolate covered strawberries for the party. And I only cried once in the process... THAT is a successful baking experience. Plus, NOW I know the proper way to melt chocolate. (Thanks Brenda)
Aren't they lovely? We know.
I love him.
I love us.
Dear pre-tubing Brett,
 ... Don't do it... your back is going to hurt all day Sunday.
Love, Lisa
The musicians.
Uncle Sam.
Roxie :)
Ok... I realize this doesn't really "fit" into the 4th of July theme I have going here, but I saw this at the Hodson's last night and I immediately was taken back to childhood. We had this exact same Fisher Price set when I was growing up. With the green car and those same people. I remember I always used to use that bald dad because it looked like my own dad (Sorry Dad, when I was young I associated all bald men, even toys apparently, with you.) I sat down and played for a moment, it's true.
It was a wonderful weekend :) Bring on the week... :/


at Thursday, July 02, 2009 Posted by Lisa Best 0 comments

This sequel post is to acknowledge that Page, was in fact, also on the trip! Page, it was simply delightful to meet you!