Happiness...

On a beautiful day at Meredith, sitting in a gazebo near the pond, little droplets begin to sprinkle in the pond, and Allison remarks: "How is it raining? There's, like, no sky out!"

Me (being philosopher-ish): "In order to be happy, you have to think happy; not think about how you wish you were happy."

Marck: "Happy...happy...happy...happy...HAPPY....HAPPY!!! YES!!"

At the Sound of Music, before the show in the lobby there were goat marionettes like the ones in the show for sale.

Kara (freaking out ecstatically): "Oh, look! They have little odel-ay things!!"

In the girl's locker room after water polo, somehow the conversation had a strange shift towards the supernatural.

Rachel F.: "It would be so cool to be a ghost! Then you could be right beside someone and they wouldn't know."

Rachel J: "Yeah, you could haunt people and stuff! Follow them everywhere!"

Kara: "Oh, no...if I were a ghost, I wouldn't want to haunt anybody...that would be mean!!"

Joel: "It took me, like, a year to read Lord of the Rings."

Me: "Whoa, you're a slow reader too?"

Joel: "No...I read the first two books and halfway through the third in one week....then I lost the third book for a year, and finished reading it once I found it."

Me: "Oh."

Hmmm....

Jessica plays a big, deep version of "Mary Had a Little Lamb" on the piano. Marck (singing loudly and terribly out of tune): "Mary had a gigantic lamb whose fleece was white as a....a....YETI or something...."

One day after swim team:

Matt: "You ahve a Reatta sweatshirt??"

Marck: "Yeah, I made it myself."

Me: "So you have heard about Marck's Reatta possession/obsession, Matt?"

Matt: "Yes, I have."

Rachel J: "What is Reatta?  Is that a brand of clothes?"

Randomly at a Radical Wednesday:

"For some weird reason I like fighting with people...I just....like it."  ~Matt

Recommended by my mother:

"At least I know there are people in this world who are more stupid than me."  ~Jessica (moi).

A lot from Marck and a little from Matt...

While I was getting my various morning vitamins out of their containers...

Marck:  "Can you get me an oregano oil capsule while you are getting one?"

Me:  "No, get one yourself."

Marck:  "But - but - but - but -but -but -but - but - rear end - but - but - but....."

As we were all trying to get down from the H's tree house:

Matt:  "Don't insult me when I'm on a swinging ladder!"

Marck was doing his Bible study while I was sorting laundry...

Marck (reading from the study text):  "What is your first impression of Saul?" (to himself):  "Hm.....Saul....Paul...."

Me:  "What book are you reading?"

Marck:  "First Samuel."

Me:  "That isn't the same Saul that becomes Paul, you know."

Marck:  "It isn't?  You mean there are two Sauls in the Bible and I don't know anybody named Saul???"

Me:  "Well, yeah."

Marck:  "I am going to name one of my kids Saul.  And another one Paul.  And when I have a girl I will name her Mall because that is her favorite place to go.  I have a fat kid and name him Ball because he will be round like one.  Then there will be Tall because he is tall.  I'll have two clumsy kids and name one Fall and the other Wall because he'll be like you and always be running into things.  And the baby's name will be Small."

A few quotes that have been waiting...

While watching “The Greatest Game Ever Played” (a golf movie):
Daddy: Well, he HAS to make it, because otherwise they wouldn’t have made a movie about it.
Sarah: Nevertheless, here we are, wondering whether he’ll make it or not.

Alec: Joel, are you mad at me 'cause I killed you?
Joel: No, not really.

Marck: Jessica!!
Jessica: Yes?
Marck: ... I forgot.
A few minutes later...
Marck: Jessica!
Jessica: Yes....?
Marck: I remembered! Do you want to play flashlight tag?

~Lizzie

Nerf Incidents

Last year for Christmas, either Marck or Robert got a set of Nerf weapons...a bazooka, and a hand gun.  They are lots of fun, but there are two of those and three of us.  This particular time, I had the hand gun, Robert had the bazooka, and Marck had grabbed a yard stick out of haste in an effort to defend himself.  

Once this had gone on for a while, Robert stopped and said:  "Okay, guess who I am."  He pointed the bazooka at Marck.  " 'Wanna dance, Twinkle-Toes?' "

Marck and I stared blankly and blinked, not recalling that line being used in any movie we had seen.  "Who?"

Robert sighed and said exasperatedly, "Joel, of course!"  

A little bit later, the "battle" came to an end when I accidently shot Marck in the eye....

Jessica:  "I'm sorry, Marck."

(Marck is silent, holding an ice pack to his eye).

Dad:  "Marck, say you forgive her."

Marck:  "I do not forgive you."

Dad:  "Marck...."

Marck:  "See, I said 'I forgive you', but I just added in a few more little words!"

For the record it was an accident.  :D   

It's Hip to be Random...

While watching the fireworks on the last day of the fair: “Don’t you think it would be neat if, when you die, you were cremated and made into a firework? Then you could be shot off at your funeral!” --Scott

After Marck accused me of lying to him and I told him I had just told him half of the truth, Nathan J says, “She’s been telling half the truth twice as long as she says she has.”

Mr. B. (Elizabeth and Michelle’s dad) was reading some news off the internet, including a bit about Starbucks’ profits falling 93%, and NASA had lost contact with Mars. Suddenly Sam exclaimed, “Starbucks is losing money because NASA lost communication with Mars, and Mars is where Starbucks gets all their recipies!”

Robert had taken a black marker and begun to draw a moustache on the woman on the cover of the JCPenny calalogue.
Jessica: “Well, she was pretty before.”
Marck: “And not now?”
Jessica: “Marck…are you attracted to women with facial hair?”
Marck: “Well…Aunt Ruth is my girlfriend.”

Robert’s budding comedian-isms:
Robert: “Ask me how I file my nails.”
Jessica: “Okay, how do you file your nails?”
Robert: “Under ‘N’.”

Just one of those interesting conversations:
Matt: “Yeah, fettuccine does sound good right about now.”
Jessica: “I just made some.”
Matt: “E-mail me some, if you don't mind.”
Jessica: “Well, you’ll have to wait a bit. I’ll have to upload it and convert the format....you know how some noodles don't run well on Vista...”
Matt: “Wait, do you have the same problem with macaroni that I do?”
Jessica: “Yes, macaroni gives me a terribly hard time!”
Joel: “I have a bug…when I email pineapple upside-down cake, they receive it upside-right.”
Matt: “Does it still taste okay?”
Joel: “It tastes like it’s been in the microwave for, like, three hours.”
Jessica: “Hmm…maybe there’s a problem with your server. The worst has to be sushi, though…”
Matt: “I thought sushi was strictly Macintosh. Is there some sort of hack I should have known?”
Jessica: “No, I’ve never been able to upload sushi! That must be my problem. Where did you read that?”
Matt: “My uncle is a chef. He told me.”
Jessica: “Aha…has he ever tried mashed potatoes? I’m afraid to.”
Matt: “Hundreds of times. He says the trick is to not move the bar until the progress bar is 100% completed…”

We're getting a little weird at the beach...

Marck and me were in the ocean somewhere slightly downwind from our condo, catching waves in and tumbling about. The waves start getting bigger...Jessica stands up and attempts to walk against the current back towards where the family is sitting. Marck doesn't notice this, and catches a wave, running unceremoniously right into his sister:

"You got in the way of that awesome wave!! It was huge...as big as a small wooly mammoth!"


After a successful game of "Take Two" (sometimes known as "Bananagrams"), Daddy tries to act humble:

"Well...I got to spell 'oinker'. What more does anybody want in life than to spell 'oinker'?"

Of Breakfasts and Qualifications

It is eight o’clock am in a certain household. Marck sits at the table hunched over his cereal, his hair sticking out in five million directions. Jessica, having had a little too much morning coffee, bounds in and stops in the archway, beaming like the bright morning sun. Her hair is not sticking out in a million directions, but it is in a messy bun to prevent such an occurrence.

Jessica: “Hey Marck…okay, what do you get when you have a pet sea lion that eats off your floor?”

Marck (unimpressed): “What?”

Jessica: “A vacuum seal!!!” (laughs heartily)

Marck (still unimpressed): “Oh yeah? Well, what do you call a lemur that eats off the floor?”

Jessica (thinks very hard): “Uuuuhhhhh…..I don’t know.”

Marck: “A vacuum lemur!”

Jessica blinks, staring blankly……..Marck bursts out laughing……Jessica rolls her eyes.


And to top off this post, here is what Maryn has to say on quotes:

“George Gordon is still alive….he can’t be quoted!” :D I suppose we’ve been going about this all wrong, in that case.

Swedish

Here we go!
My first quote(s)!!!

(Talking about Apple Safari)

Marck: "What's up with Safari? It's just a Hunks-a-junks.

Jessica: "Hunken, junken."

Marck: "Hunken, junken."

Jessica: " That is Swedish for 'hunk of junk'"

Marck: "if you speak Hungarian you have to end everything with 'ski'"

*Pause*

Jessica: "Hunski-Junkski"

So we’re at the pool, and Alex and I had been swimming laps so Alex says…
"When I swim my slow stroke, I have to swim it fast,
or else, I'm so skinny I'll sink."
~~Alex

Last One....

Russian Coke cans.

M: "This one's my favorite."

J: "What, Koka-Kora?"

M: I don't know.

J: "Kokra-kanka?"

M: “Kroha-kronka?”

J: “Koxa-Kona

*pause*

M: "Hakuna-matata!"

well, that's all!

Bassman560