I don't know what has gotten into me

Sorry for the scarcity of the posts. I don't know what has happened. I am positive that it isn't due to lack of things that bother me, I think that the Spring has just been filling my life with sunshine that melts my frozen heart. Who knows, I might even cook Nick his first real meal in a whole year. By me cooking I just mean I will microwave his food for him. I will have to work on the actual "meal" part. The end of the semester is coming up and I am proud of Nick for hanging in there and doing unnecessary homework assignments on anxiety and mood swings for hours. But I think he has more of an understanding about us women and how we can turn 180 degrees in a split second. For us it is natural, but if a man does it we call them crazy and talk about how nuts they are while eating massive amounts of chocolate and complaining that we don't have enough shoes. I would just like to thank Nick for hanging in there all those times that I went from being completely happy to him finding me in the fetal position in the empty tub because the Winter had sucked every ounce of joy out of my soul when it would decide to drop bombs in the form of snowflakes on our cars. Also, Nick deserves an award for diligently scraping my windows every morning. I only had to do it once this Winter and it brought me to tears my hands were so frozen. Plus, he knew if I ever had to do it I would never make it to work on time because I would go in, call my mom and cry to her for a half an hour about it before actually doing it. I would rather eat broccoli than scrape my windows. That is bad. But with the Spring coming I am sure I will have lots more things to blog about even though I wont have slow snow days and men with giant afros shifting into my lane. Until then, I am going to eat peanut M&M's and go shoe shopping.

Sorensen = Lazy

(Just so you know, I started this post three days ago. Now you know what I mean by lazy) While we were on vacation, we had two rooms. My parents, Shanna and Sarah stayed in one and then Nick, Mitch, and Alisha and I stayed in the other. One night the movie Flubber was on and in my family we all race to be the first asleep once the credits start rolling so that you don't have to turn it off. (*if you just thought, umm wow you are lazy, please re-read the title) Seeing that unless you are holding your eyes open at the very end because you are so tired, it is impossible. So you know what we do? Pretend to sleep, because we are all to lazy to be the one to find the remote or get up and turn off the TV. It reminded me of being at home and sleeping in the TV room on the weekends. We would all have our little spot in there and we would have a thirty minute debate session on which movie to watch. The debates began to get longer as Mitchell and Alisha refused to vote on anything other than Sister Act or Spirit: Stallion of the Cimmeron. Putting the choices in a hat and drawing one out wouldn't work either because knowing Mitchell he would write either Sister Act or Hocus Pocus on every single one in his attempts to fulfill his goal of watching each one of them ten times a week. So after an hour of arguing and my dad threatening to shut us up by sucking the plunger to our face we would finally settle on a movie. When the movie was nearing the end we would all peek out of the corners of our eyes to see who was still awake and then we would slowly drift off to "sleep." Eventually someone would cave and shut it off because it was back when we only had a VCR and at the end when it ran out of tape that scary loud noise would come on when the TV went to the white snowy channel. This noise made my heart leap out of my chest and haunted my dreams so I was usually the first one to shut it off. Eventually we caught a break when the DVD players came out because when they were finished playing, they would return to the menu and play the little snippet of music or talking. At first we were ok with that and would eventually really fall asleep only to be woken up by an annoyed mother or father trying to figure out how to turn the darn thing off because if they had to hear the same fifteen seconds of the Mean Girls DVD one more time they just might plug in every kitchen appliance and turn them on high to torture us with the annoying noise and once we start to complain they would yell "you try and figure out how to turn something off that you have never used." then they would high five and return back to bed while we tried to find the off switches. Don't worry, we would find our own methods. For example, winding Mitchell's night shirt up in the beaters shut it off really quick. Later it got to the point where the menu noise drove us to shove massive amounts of blanket in our ears, the most annoying DVD menu was the Emperor's New Groove. All of us begging for silence but we were all still to lazy to get up and turn it off. We began bribing each other, if you turn it off I will do your laundry for five weeks, if you turn it off I will do your homework until 2012, if you turn it off I will never tell dad about the time you voluntarily wore lipstick, if you turn it off I will take you to the horse stable and not bash on the horse with one eye. This just goes to show you how lazy we are. Oh and if you are wondering why we didn't use a remote it is simply because we had broken about ten over the span of one year by throwing them at each other when we were mad and so my dad stopped buying new ones. We learned our lesson and quit though because we could no longer take the insanity of Friday night movies. So if you are wondering if my remote that was the best wedding perk I could ask for is still intact, yes, and when I get home I am going to send the kids a picture text message of it that has the caption of "neiner neiner neinerrrr"

Now you can never say that I don't give you anything

This is Mitchell (Mitch the Witch) 24/7 when he was younger. It was shortly after his small Mitchell sized red broom "mysteriously" vanished. Dad I know it was you, I saw it in the back of your truck with all the DI stuff. You are so welcome.

Part 1 of 2000 posts of Cali

My family has now given Disneyland, SeaWorld and Universal Studios enough money to keep their park running for five more years. How did we do this? Simple, the fact that a hamburger costs $6, Cotton Candy $5, Frozen Lemonade $4.50, Chimmychunga $5.50, Ice cream $5.97, Panda $9.00, Pizza $7.00, Coke $3.50, Churro $3.50, Carnival Games $20.00, and last but not least, pictures... a grand total of somewhere around $200.00 (Just for the pictures). But memories are priceless. Oh and the food up there was per item so when you take into account that we probably ate the entire park out of cotton candy, popcorn and ice cream, we are thinking somewhere in the millions. I am just going to post all of our purchased pictures with zoom ins on some of my favorite faces. Enjoiiiii.

This picture is in front of the House of Horrors at Universal Studios. It was completely terrifying for me but luckily I had Sarah and Mitch in front of me to take all of the horrors. When we were finished, I was searching for the nearest defibrillator so that I could restart my heart... and I may have peed a little, but I'll never tell...

This one is from the ride in SeaWorld known as Journey to Atlantis. This ride was "Da Bomb" and now if you look closely to the right side of this picture you will become obsessed with it.
See I told you so and don't worry, I am totally ok with the fact that you just made it your desktop background because I did too.

This one is from Jurassic Park, and don't let my face fool you... I was just as scared as when I went through the house of horrors, I have dinosaur phobia, they are the base of my nightmares. And yes, that yellow poncho was whipping us all in the face. However, the back seat seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Oh, you want to see a little bit closer? This is by far my favorite picture of Sarah in the existence of pictures of Sarah.
Yes I just changed my desktop again.

This picture and the Journey to Atlantis picture are the only two that aren't staged, so in this you get to see what we all look like completely surprised. Nick is definitely my favorite. He is famous in our family for saying "wooooooooooooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah" and it is demonstrated here.
Space mountain... and here is the close up, it says it all...
These last ones are my personal favorites because they all have stories behind them. As you will notice, we started getting creative with the plotting of our poses.In this one, we thought it would be really funny to all go down straight faced and to not make a peep at all because there is a gigantic crowd sitting at the bottom, watching and waiting to hear all the girly screams from grown men. It worked out beautifully. We left everyone completely confused.
Here is the close up. That is me in the hood, I wanted to be extra dazzling. Plus I knew that there was no way that I could hold in a scream unless I suffocated myself. You notice tiny little smiles on some people, but that was only because it was so quiet it was hilarious.

You notice how are family is the only family in this one? (Besides Shanna who decided to sleep in.) That is because our family was selected to be the "first family" We got to open up the park and be the first to ride the ride and be the only ones in the elevator. Then we were given two fast passes for our entire family to return to it any time during the day. Sheer royalty now so bow to me. Here is my favorite in this picture...

I am going to frame this poster size and place it above our garage outside of the house. That should keep the neighbor kid that insists on feeding the dogs chocolate away.

I have saved the best for last. We decided to get ultra creative and pose for a cheesy family photo. This is actually quiet difficult when you are free-falling in an elevator.
We will photo shop Kyles face onto that little girls face in the back. The one wearing the green shirt, it should fit nicely. Come Christmas time don't be surprised if this photo or any of the other hundred are on it.

Hello Everyone!

Ok so I am back and I was totally going to post a way awesome long post about Cali and how much fun it was all and the warmth that I felt besides the guilt of spending Easter Sunday in Disneyland, BUT I don't have my camera with the pictures and after work today it is the concert of Nicks life so I wont be home. I will have to do it tomorrow and you really don't want to miss it. To give you a taste of how we survived the very LONG drive to California, I will give you this conversation. First you need to know that Madame Mim is the name that Mitchell has given to the suburban that we all piled in for this vacation.

Mitchell: Don't you just love Madame Mim?

Amanda: Yes, and did you know that she is a lesbian?

Mitchell: My car is NOT a lesbian.

Alisha: (In between laughs) Yes, she is.

Amanda: Why are you not accepting of your cars sexual orientation?

Mitchell: Because she is NOT a lesbian.

Amanda: Nick, what do you think?

Nick: She is a little butch.


Doesn't my family have the most productive conversations?

I am not dead

Ok so I forgot to blog and say that I would be gone away to sunny California for a week so sorry. I will post tomorrow when I get all the pics ready!! And happy late Easter!

Wow its already Friday.

Well I sure blew that one. You know, the one where I said that I would blog more with out Freaky Friday's... I do have an excuse though. I have spent all week drained of all energy and intelligence. All this week right when I got home from work I have slipped into my two piece dalmatian pajamas, crashed on the couch and watched hours of UFC fighting while eating four bags of popcorn. Taking random naps periodically only to be woken up by a worried husband because his wife hasn't made a peep in an hour or so. As much as this sounds like Heaven for Nick because he doesn't have to hear about me talk about the consistency of play dough or that my friends hate broccoli too so there is no reason why I have to like it, it makes him nervous. Why would this make him nervous? Because if I am not around, there is no one to ensure that his life is full of challenges and if his life was an easy bliss, he would be taken from this Earth and put into a beautiful heaven where he never had to kill a black widow, watch my little ponies, or wrestle a grown adult woman out of the pet store because Shelbie REALLY.NEEDS.THAT.DRESS. And he just isn't ready for that because Heaven doesn't pick up the jazz games or have me jumping on his freshly clean couch singing some Beyonce song at the top of my lungs (which he secretly loves). If you are all wondering why I am so tired and expecting a baby announcement on here sometime soon I am going to tell you right now that you will be waiting patiently until about 2012, I believe that I have come down with that dreaded medical black hole of darkness known as mono. So I am sorry that you haven't heard from me all this week but I am spending most of my spare time sleeping and dreaming of all the things I can annoy Nick with when I wake up. Blowing bubblegum bubbles in his ear is now on the top of my list. On another note, I bedazzled for the first time last night. See below.