Finally, something to say..

"Teen-up, Teen-up, teen-up, self... Teen-up, Teen-up, Teen-up by self"
(repeat over and over again)

She dumps her crayon box and puts the crayons back in as she sings.

This is Scarlett's rendition of the "Clean-up" song.

More recent interests include: Coloring with a crayon in BOTH hands. She is so talented when it comes to drawing and coloring. I can see all kinds of cool things in her drawings. She adds a new color and says, "Thats Better!"

So, Monday we made the drive over. We finally made it onto the road by about 1pm, it is pretty much directly west about 6 hours on the I-10 to here.

The first 2 days of house hunting were both futile and frustrating. We wanted to just give up, and I just wanted to go back home. But luckily yesterday we found a place in Woodbury Place which is a complex in one of the Irvine sub communities. It is beautiful, and Joe's work is willing to loan him the money for the GIGANTIC deposit due to our lack of positive credit, and first months rent. I am very grateful to them for that, and even more glad to think that next week we will be in a very nice townhome, that is only 2 years old in a safe and BEAUTIFUL community.

It has lots of amenities including a 24hour fitness center, and within walking distance to a shopping center. Woodbury even has its own Elementary School. I feel like we can truly be happy and grow here. I love you all, and miss you more than words can express. That is my update. Joe will probably be flying back tomorrow or the next day to gather our belongings, helping his brother pack up the truck, and then driving the Jaguar he bought from our friend Paul back here. Even if I have to sleep on the nice lush, thick carpeted floor of my new bedroom with no furniture, I will be happy.

She made it, You'll LOVE it

Okay, so I will be honest. If you go on this site, enter, and win this giveaway because of seeing this post, I will be jealous, but I want another entry in the giveaway so here I am posting it anyway. here's the link. Check it out. Scarlett would look ADORABLE in this stuff... i wants it...bad..

http://makeitandloveit.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-for-free.html

One Week

That's Right, Ladies and Gents. In One Week I will be moving... and I have to admit I am nervous, and uneasy. I wish I could just take everyone with me, but that is not really possible. :(

I love you all. Try and meet up with me this week sometime! If I dont answer the call (due to me not having your number) text messaging is always a great idea!

There is not much more I can think of to say, except I love you ALL!

Celebration!

What are we celebrating? Well, aside from the fact that its the weekend, we have big news!

Monday, Joe and I flew out for the day to Orange County, CA for a job interview. Joe was offered the job, and we are moving within the next month. Of course I am anxious and excited about this new adventurous chapter in our lives, but this was definitely an offer we could not refuse. We are going to be 20 mins from Disneyland and Magic Mountain, so if you ever need someplace to stay, be sure to hit us up, we are also RIGHT NEXT to the John Wayne Airport. We are still condo/townhome/house rental hunting, but the office is in Irvine. I will try to keep you all updated as soon as I have more info, or of course you could call and get together with me before we leave... I am going to miss everyone so much, I can hardly stand thinking about it. However, of course the INTERNET is everywhere, so you will still have the joy of reading my blog no matter what, which I know gives me a sigh of relief. We send our love and excitement. :)

Nicknames

RatalieNose has done it again, and I have copied her once again. This time, its Nicknames.


Over the course of my life, I have had many nicknames.

Caboose

My parents used to call me Caboose as a kid, or "Our Little Caboose" because I was the end of the Shumway Train. As I got a little bit older and in to school, I could see that this was more of an embarrassing thing, this nickname, as the words caboose and patootie seem to be directly correlated. Perhaps I just don't like the sound of the word "caboose" to begin with; That may be it...but I would have to say it was probably my

first nickname

This Little Red Caboose image (from here), does seem to somehow make the nickname seem far more fitting... odd...

Smalls

Being from the generation I am, The Sandlot, was so influential to us growing up. It wasnt that we were obsessed with baseball by any means. perhaps it was just our love of Dogs, or the enchanting excitement surrounding a true bond of friendship, but we loved it, and must have watched it over and over.

(image from here)

But the one line, that always stuck was,
"You're Killing Me Smalls!"

(image from here)

I can't tell you how many times, my brother, Ben, has called me Smalls, even to this day.

YLLOM

As a very young kid, my siblings used to tease me, and say they knew a little girl who looked just like me, named YLLOM. I was FASCINATED! I wanted to know all about her, and where she lived. I was a very typical innocent, naive little girl. Eventually I learned, that it was only MOLLY backwards and that they were always talking about me.

(image from here)

Pocket and Ritz

In junior High, I had a friend named Brent Petrie, who was extremely good at making up nicknames, and at the time I only had the Caboose that I hated, and the occasional "Smalls" reference, so I decided it was time for him to make up a nickname for me. So he did, and here was his line of thought:

"Molly.... Rhymes with Polly... Polly want a cracker... Ritz Crackers... I'll call you Ritz"

I liked that one and used it for a while, and once I tired of it, I had him do it one last time for me.

"Molly.... rhymes with Polly... Polly Pocket, so I'll call you Pocket."

(adorable picture and article from here)

Mollis

This is my Sister Sarah and her best friend, Jamie. They have been best friends since before I was born. They are two of the most wonderful people you could ever meet, and together, they are SOOOO MUCH FUN. Before Sarah got married, they were roommates for a while, and during that time, I spent a lot of time with them, which is such a precious memory for me. I was wishing I could find a picture of us together from that time, but I don't feel like digging that much, plus, they both look awesome in the image above. During that time, we developed nicknames for each other, and mine were MF (for moldy fart) dont ask... and Mollis, which has stuck.

Sholly Mumway and now Rolly Mawlins

If you have ever been to the Rennaisance Festival, you will recall the Zilch the Tory Steller (Terry Foy), who speaks in Spoonerisms. We went to the RF for Drama in High School, and my first and last name spoonerised created Sholly Mumway, which really rolls off of the tongue, so it stuck. My married version is Rolly Mawlins, which luckily sounds just as great :)

(Image from here)

Less exciting, yet endearing nicknames that are still in use include, Molls, Mall, Darth Maul, (insert name of mall here ex: fiesta, or supersition springs)-Mall.

Red Rawlins

This one was self given. I have often wondered, finding myself conflicted as to whether it is some sort of sin to create one's own Nickname. But I guess, now the damage is done, either way. Red is my Favorite Color (passionately and eternally) and Rawlins is my B-E-A-utiful last name. So there you have it. Hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did writing it.

I realized I left out Joe's nickname for me, so I decided to come back in and add it. He likes to call me Molly Dolly. I have to admit, this always makes me think of the "Big Comfy Couch". It can't be helped...