Monday, January 4, 2010

December Update (or, sorry I haven't blogged in a while, not that anyone cares or anything....or do you care? who knows?)

I've been engaged in my usual philosophical battle: to blog or not to blog? Sometimes I think my style of blogging is out of touch, but then I think that I don't want to join the ranks of the blog braggers (you know, the people who seem to conduct their lives according to the dictates of what will make excellent photos for their blogs), which is such a fast-growing and huge movement that I feel very much left out in the cold. Maybe you think I already am a blog bragger? I sincerely hope not....

So, then I think, well, instead of being a blog bragger, I could just blog a record of my children and family, which is probably the selfless and proper thing to do. But since when have I ever been selfless and proper? Ummm--hello!--never. I figure that between the hours of 7:00 am and 7:00 pm the world necessarily revolves around my children. Why inflate their heads with a blog dedicated solely to them as well? All of these thoughts inevitably lead me back to where I started: why blog at all unless it is about what a fool I am? So, without further ado, The Stupid Things I Did In December:

1. Came home from church crying 2 out of 4 Sundays because my new calling as Relief Society secretary is inexplicably kicking my trash. (Sometimes ladies can be very cranky about their weekly R.S. bulletins).

2. In an act of total desperation (as a result of aforementioned calling), I asked a lady who I have never seen before to say the opening prayer in Relief Society. The kicker? She wasn't even in our ward, not that I knew the difference.

3. Attempted to dip homemade marshmallows in homemade fudge: the fudge wouldn't stick, I tell you!

4. Threw out the fudge (after eating most of it with my fingers), then gave our neighbors and friends plain homemade marshmallows with no hot chocolate mix, candy canes, or cinnamon sticks. "Merry Christmas. Here, enjoy this ziplock bag of plain amorphous marshmallows courtesy of the Pauls." Classy.

5. Sprayed fake snow on pine cones,and plastic wreaths, and windows, and the floor, and the counter.....

6. Painstakingly wrapped lights and a garland around our porch railing, only to forget to turn the lights on ever again.

7. Made chocolate peanut butter truffles and then ate all of them myself, making myself completely sick every day.

8. Bought Mike a sweater for Christmas. He hates sweaters for Christmas, but every year I succumb to the temptation to dress him like a professor.

9. Went snowmobiling with Mike and screamed and chuckled in a deep, mannish voice the whole time until I almost fell off the back.

10. Bought the makings for a huge Christmas dinner, and then didn't feel like cooking on Christmas day, so just served leftovers.

There. Comment all you like--comments about the amount of calories involved in my adventures are ESPECIALLY appreciated.


  1. I like it when you blog . . . if that matters.

  2. I am dying. You are so funny! I have come home from church crying so many times. Mormon women can be so mean.

  3. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! This is one of my favorite blogs. Don't feel pressure to blog--but know that your legion of fans gratefully await the next installment.

  4. About time you blog slacker. I've been a slacker too.

    Noooo not like a professor. We love the Carhartts.

    A picture is worth at least 1000 words. As you are such a good writer you can get away with no pictures.

    Good to hear you are alive.

  5. You write the kind of blogs I like to read. All the other blogs just make me hate people.

  6. YES! I've very much missed Carly's wit. Glad you returned to give us a good chuckle.

  7. So glad to see you back. I think your legions of fans have said it all. We love the way you blog and what you blog about...please don't change. And...the caloric intake I'm pretty sure was nullified due to the stress of your new calling. Good luck with that!

  8. You will look back in years to come and wonder why all the stress in being the RS secretary. (Not that I've ever been one.) As to the calories in all the Christmas goodies, they are just in passing and will wear off running after the kids. Good luck on the sweater/prof deal. I doubt you can get him to look the part. That's part of the magic of being married to Michael. Don't give up the blogging. We all love reading your blog.

  9. I love your blog. Only wish you wrote more often. Of course I don't believe half of what you say but love you anyway. Only kidding.
    Really enjoyed your news paper articles. Are you still writing them. If so, please put them on your blog. Roger

  10. Does Mike hate sweaters as much as golf shirts? I liked your #9 - specifically the deep chuckle. I did the same thing on the back of a 4-wheeler this past summer. I love 4-wheelers and snowmobiles because they require very little skill, but they rock. Wish I could have eaten one of your homemade marshmallows - with or without hot chocolate. Sounds like you had an awesome, fun-filled Christmas.

  11. Wait, THOSE were marshmallows? haha

  12. Carly, girlfriend! Seriously, so much blogging that i've missed out on and you could blog about just about anything and I would weep to read it. You write the blogs that make the young girls cry . . . And the marshmallows were glorious to eat and to gaze upon. Billowy like my hips. Thanks for being back in the blog (AC/DC would have written that if blogs were around in the 70s) So, talk to you this week, and, glad you are blogging about your fam. They really make your blog look so spectacular and selfless.

  13. Oh and the calories. I'm only jealous that you packed so many in and still continued to lose weight and buy skinny jeans that month. Worship.