Sorry I haven't been providing quality content here lately. Work has picked up, and I've been working long hours. Not to worry, I still plan to recall stories of Jeezy yore and report current Jeezy tales. I think now would be a good time to tell you all the story about me making all those sammiches. This is more of a collective childhood story than a specific RJ story.
My parents moved into their current home while I was away at college. The summer I came home, Pop was working on his first of many home improvement projects: the back yard deck. Since Pop still had his day job, RJ and Jon were his day helpers. Technically, so was I, but I learned that I wasn't very good at hammering nails in straight (I'm much better now) and Jon and RJ became frustrated with me because I was wasting good nails.
I also found that the one task I liked was the one thing I consistently produced: I liked pulling out the busted nails. We had an assembly line of sorts where RJ would line up the boards, Jon would nail them in, and I would go through and pull out nails that weren't in properly. And as time went, there were less and less nails to pull out, so it got to the point where I was just standing outside watching RJ and Jon work. Cue the sandwich maker.
Since I wasn't doing anything, Jon and RJ continued working while I went inside and made sandwiches for everyone. I believe I also made lemonade, but that's a detail that no one else seems to recall. Anyway, the work load for the deck got to the point where I really had nothing else to do but make sandwiches.
When the deck was done, it was time to start planting flowers and shrubs for a garden area. I thought this was an area that I would excel in, and I was doing all right...Up until the moment where the longest worm ever (I swear it was at least a foot long) came out of the ground into the area where I was planting flowers. I hate worms so I freaked out, dropping the flowers and running into the house. Eventually, I returned to my planting duties, but I was paranoid the whole time and I became totally inefficient. I was then dismissed with the statement "That's okay, Jessamine. Maybe you can make some sandwiches?"
The irony is now I never make sandwiches at home.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Friday, January 9, 2009
Jeezy Vignettes
About Being Jeezy
RJ: jeezymine
hahaha
me: man, no kidding
RJ: elveezy
me: hehe, i shoulda busted out with that!
RJ: it ain't easy being jeezy
hahahaha
About Shovelin' Shovelin'
me: btw, the shovelin party is all you when you get here
RJ: yeah I figured that
me: i already took the first shovelin shift
but it's all covered up again
RJ: ideally the first shift should've been at 6 but I didn't wake up in time
cuz now theres a layer of compacted snow under the fluff
me: and i tried to move the stuff the plow left at the end of the driveway
i tried to do that, but i didn't do that towards the end
i didn't want you to think i was slacking off making sandwiches all day
[The story behind sandwich making will be told sometime.]
About Not Being a Morning Person
RJ: ha, check out this text from mom
"r u ok? u seemed 2 b grouchy this morning."
me: lulz!
RJ: I told her that I'm grouchy everyday of the week and nothing unusual is going on
me: pretty much
About Keeping It Real
4:21 PM me: i haven't been with anyone over 40, so i don't know what that demographic wears
RJ: ask michelle
me: ROFL!!!!
DAMN
seriously, dude
wow
RJ: and you know I said that with a straight face
me: i know you did
cold-blooded like that
RJ: jeezymine
hahaha
me: man, no kidding
RJ: elveezy
me: hehe, i shoulda busted out with that!
RJ: it ain't easy being jeezy
hahahaha
About Shovelin' Shovelin'
me: btw, the shovelin party is all you when you get here
RJ: yeah I figured that
me: i already took the first shovelin shift
but it's all covered up again
RJ: ideally the first shift should've been at 6 but I didn't wake up in time
cuz now theres a layer of compacted snow under the fluff
me: and i tried to move the stuff the plow left at the end of the driveway
i tried to do that, but i didn't do that towards the end
i didn't want you to think i was slacking off making sandwiches all day
[The story behind sandwich making will be told sometime.]
About Not Being a Morning Person
RJ: ha, check out this text from mom
"r u ok? u seemed 2 b grouchy this morning."
me: lulz!
RJ: I told her that I'm grouchy everyday of the week and nothing unusual is going on
me: pretty much
About Keeping It Real
4:21 PM me: i haven't been with anyone over 40, so i don't know what that demographic wears
RJ: ask michelle
me: ROFL!!!!
DAMN
seriously, dude
wow
RJ: and you know I said that with a straight face
me: i know you did
cold-blooded like that
Friday, January 2, 2009
"Does God have feet?"
I've been a lazy blogger during the holidays, I admit it.
It snowed and snowed and snowed on December 23 and 24, so RJ and I shoveled together. I can't remember the last time I had to shovel. I asked RJ if he wanted my help and he kept saying "If you want to." Man, what's up with that? Do you want my help or don't you? I did help out, of course, just to prove that I can do manual labor and not just make sandwiches*.
About manual labor, I will say this. Tuesday night, RJ and I ran some last minute errands. I was carrying a 4-lb. bag of sugar at Meijer and I didn't have a basket. After a while, my arm got really tired, so I had to have RJ carry it for me. For the record, I'm not normally that much of a wuss, but I'm also not used to shoveling massive amounts of snow.
Christmas wasn't as tragic as we thought it might be. I got RJ the God of War II PS2 game, and RJ was awesome and got me a food processor (byaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!) and the book Geek Love. I do have something else in store for RJ, but that's a surprise. He knows he has something else coming, that's not the surprise. (We had other people as our secret Santa, we didn't have each other.)
Since RJ had to work the day after Christmas, Jon, Lyn, and I met up with him for lunch. Todd and Mary Jo also joined us for lunch. MJ also had to work, but Todd had the day off.
Saturday, December 27 was a day trip for all the siblings to go to the Harley-Davidson Museum in Milwaukee. When Mary Jo asked me if I wanted to go during lunch on Friday, it didn't sound all that appealing. But then Joe talked about it, and since there was student discount pricing, plus you get a pint glass and a free drink, that sold me on going. Plus, it was a family road trip! I can't remember the last time we did that. And no, the Philippines 2007 trip doesn't count.
RJ spent some time there taking pictures, which was a switch. I wanted to bring my camera but since it didn't fit in my purse, I didn't bring it. RJ kept trying to get a picture of me, but I was having a bad hair day (it rained like crazy the whole day, and thus gave me the frizzies) so I wasn't having it. He did manage to get a couple though, all ninja-like, since I didn't know he was successful at capturing my soul.
Later that night, we lost power. I was in the middle of baking cookies for Elvis, and Joe and RJ were rocking out on Rock Band. We busted out my new board game, Worst Case Scenario: Game of Surviving Life, but we ended up not playing it.
The power resumed, baking was completed, Elvis came over and we stayed up playing Rock Band past 6:00 AM. We decided to put a mild wager on the game and started keeping track of who did the worst after each song. Each person took a turn to sing a four-song set, singer's choice. We also did jaegar bombs to kick off the wager, and then after each set. Elvis lost. :D
Since last weekend, things have been pretty uneventful. We saw JCVD on NYE.
* Unrelated story, which I'll have to go into at another time.
It snowed and snowed and snowed on December 23 and 24, so RJ and I shoveled together. I can't remember the last time I had to shovel. I asked RJ if he wanted my help and he kept saying "If you want to." Man, what's up with that? Do you want my help or don't you? I did help out, of course, just to prove that I can do manual labor and not just make sandwiches*.
About manual labor, I will say this. Tuesday night, RJ and I ran some last minute errands. I was carrying a 4-lb. bag of sugar at Meijer and I didn't have a basket. After a while, my arm got really tired, so I had to have RJ carry it for me. For the record, I'm not normally that much of a wuss, but I'm also not used to shoveling massive amounts of snow.
Christmas wasn't as tragic as we thought it might be. I got RJ the God of War II PS2 game, and RJ was awesome and got me a food processor (byaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!) and the book Geek Love. I do have something else in store for RJ, but that's a surprise. He knows he has something else coming, that's not the surprise. (We had other people as our secret Santa, we didn't have each other.)
Since RJ had to work the day after Christmas, Jon, Lyn, and I met up with him for lunch. Todd and Mary Jo also joined us for lunch. MJ also had to work, but Todd had the day off.
Saturday, December 27 was a day trip for all the siblings to go to the Harley-Davidson Museum in Milwaukee. When Mary Jo asked me if I wanted to go during lunch on Friday, it didn't sound all that appealing. But then Joe talked about it, and since there was student discount pricing, plus you get a pint glass and a free drink, that sold me on going. Plus, it was a family road trip! I can't remember the last time we did that. And no, the Philippines 2007 trip doesn't count.
RJ spent some time there taking pictures, which was a switch. I wanted to bring my camera but since it didn't fit in my purse, I didn't bring it. RJ kept trying to get a picture of me, but I was having a bad hair day (it rained like crazy the whole day, and thus gave me the frizzies) so I wasn't having it. He did manage to get a couple though, all ninja-like, since I didn't know he was successful at capturing my soul.
Later that night, we lost power. I was in the middle of baking cookies for Elvis, and Joe and RJ were rocking out on Rock Band. We busted out my new board game, Worst Case Scenario: Game of Surviving Life, but we ended up not playing it.
The power resumed, baking was completed, Elvis came over and we stayed up playing Rock Band past 6:00 AM. We decided to put a mild wager on the game and started keeping track of who did the worst after each song. Each person took a turn to sing a four-song set, singer's choice. We also did jaegar bombs to kick off the wager, and then after each set. Elvis lost. :D
Since last weekend, things have been pretty uneventful. We saw JCVD on NYE.
* Unrelated story, which I'll have to go into at another time.
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