That is the mystery of the Nielsen household these days. Scarlet was really into listening to "Single Ladies" a month or two ago and, during one of her 'ask a million question' sessions, she said, "mom, I'm a suda-duda!"
Gibberish it was not. Suda-duda has a very defined definition and set of characteristics... I just can't figure out what they are.
Here is what I have deduced through some subtle detective work so far
1 - When Scarlet has her hair done especially pleasingly, she looks just like a suda-duda
2 - When Scarlet is in her princess finest, including heels and crown, she also resembles said suda-duda
3 - Suda-dudas do not act like babies, they do big girl things and don't whine
4 - When you are married, you are no longer a suda-duda, but occasionally if mom is having an especially good hair day, she gets to be an honorary suda-duda.
Suda-duda has been dropped into casual conversation regularly at our house. She just throws it around at anyone who walks into the door, "Ashley you look like a suda-duda today!" and then walks away leaving the recipient of the high honor confused as to whether to be flattered or very offended.
I... don't get it.
But I did get to celebrate my non-suda duda status on Friday for my 5th wedding anniversary.
Five years was a big number for Jon and I. When we first got married, we promised each other that we would not be Las Vegas lifers. We gave ourselves five years to figure out what the future held for us and move on from the desert.
We are still here. But, in our defense we are doing a lot of future figuring out. We have extended the deadline another two years (when Scarlet starts kindergarten) to get the heck out of dodge. Now we are accountable not only to each other but all 5 of my blog readers. Guys, I'm counting on you!
I have always said, and will continue to always believe that God has a very real sense of humor. Missing our 'leave the state' goal brought two very interesting new situations into our lives
1 - Our three year old air conditioner bit the dust. Big time. We were told there was no reason for it to shut down, being as young as it is, it is just a dud. Great timing huh? Right before Labor Day weekend... our house is just one step below sweltering. Fall, it is time to come and it is time to come now. Ya hear?
2 - Jon got a phone call from our brand new Stake President who asked for a meeting the day after our anniversary. After a brief meet and greet, Jon was called to be the new Stake Young Men's President. I don't think I have ever seen my husband shell shocked.
His first comment to me was, "I have NO idea what a Stake Young Men's President does."
But he is excited. He is really sad to have to leave the young men in our ward but hopefully he will still get to work with them a lot.
And lastly, we have finally moved our home de/construction to the front of the house. Hopefully the finished product will be documented soon. But last night, we permanently left our mark on our home.