How is it that a one and a half year old can completely exhaust a 26 year old? Shouldn't I have 26 times more energy?? Every time I turned around today my nephew had a pen, or scissors, or the dogs bone in his mouth. He's lucky he's cute is all I can say.
Isn't internet shopping fantastic? I've sufficiently drained the bank account while shopping in my underwear the last few weeks and it's been wonderful. No shoes, no shirt=no service at Target. But target.com is whole different story. No shoes, no shirt, no pants=come on in! Nothin better.
If you want to read something hilarious, you should go here. I don't even know this lady and I almost peed my pants laughing at her. Why? Because this is so something that would happen in my life.
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Dan got new bedding last week. He's obsessed with it. It was supposed to be for work, but he kept it home instead. That night I was telling him something (really important, I'm sure!) and this was his reply, "What? I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over the awesomeness of my pillow." I didn't know whether I should laugh or smack him. So I did both simultaneously.
On the 9th Dan and I volunteered at the Christmas Box house. We got to help sort through all of the stocking stuffer stuff. Plus we got to see all of the toys that were donated by the community. It was neat to see. When we were getting ready to leave a lady and her little boy brought in a whole suburban full of toys. It filled the whole living room area! Dan said next time he would like to volunteer with the children. I'm not sure I'm up for something like that. It's too sad for me. We'll see.
Dan's little brother got engaged recently. Yay for them! They're getting married on Dan's 30th birthday. If you remember back in one of my other posts I told you I had some great plans up my sleeve for his big 3-0. Well, a wedding wasn't exactly what I was referring to, but it is now! This is the first year in 10 years that he will be in Arizona with his family for his birthday. I think that's a great birthday gift =)
Remember the new bedding I told you about? We bought it about 2 weeks before Christmas. In fact, we went out shopping for other people and came home with $90 worth of stuff for ourselves. oh the selfishness. Dan was feeling really guilty about it once we piled it in the trunk, I was only feeling a tinge of guilt because all I bought was a pair of $5 gloves I needed. The whole way home he was feeling kind of bad. Being the good wife that I am I tried to justify every penny to help him feel better. As we were hauling our Santa sack full of goods up the stairs, our neighbor came out and told us he has been trying to get a hold of us for awhile because his vacuum broke and he wondered if he could borrow ours. My mind instantly went back 3 months earlier when I ignored his door bell ringing...I knew I should have just opened the door. We're awesome neighbors if you couldn't tell. The man had obviously been vacuum less for at least 3 months. Dan graciously offered to let him borrow ours on Sunday (because that's when he does his cleaning). As our door closed behind us Dan and I just stared at each other and all of our crap and I said, "we're buying him a vacuum, right?" Dan nodded and off to Walmart we went! We put the vacuum together and put in on his door step with a bow a few days later so he could wake up to surprise. He caught Dan as he was leaving for work that morning and told him thank you. The bad part is now he wants to be our BFF. I told Dan I didn't want him to feel that way. I wanted to give a vacuum with no strings attached. Dan's reply? "too late, he's coming over for dinner on Wednesday." Dan is too nice, he cant say no, and he doesn't know how to get out of ANYTHING. He is the official YES man, unless I'm the person wanting a yes out of him. He has no trouble saying no to "Hey, how 'bout putting child locks on the cabinet under the sink so little man doesn't eat Ajax for lunch one of these days?" or "That smell you're are gagging on is the garbage. Dumpster anyone?" Anyway, lunch with *G-fry tomorrow at 7pm. Who's joining the awkwardness? We've already conned Zayden into joining us...poor kid doesn't even know what's coming. *his name really isn't G-fry...obviously. It's Godfrey. He's from Nigeria. We called him God for awhile, but for some reason it just didn't feel right, so now his official name (when he's not around) is G-fry.
A few weeks ago I was nice and warm, sleeping so soundly when all of the sudden I feel the bed shaking. I was kind of scared for a second until I realized it was Dan laughing. I'm not talking a little chuckle either. It was uncontrollable laughter. I lay there with my eyes open trying to see if he was watching something on the computer, or reading something, or if his eyes were even open. None of the above were happening so I finally said "HONEY!" more bed shaking. "HONEY!?" The bed stopped shaking and he's trying to act all innocent, "Huh?" Right then I knew he had been asleep the whole time, but I said "Are awake? What are you laughing at you're shaking the bed!" he paused for a second, humiliated "Eh, nothin. I'll tell you later." And back to sleep land he went. Don't worry, I told him all about it the next morning.
For Christmas Dan and I got to buy all the presents for a family he helped host. It was fun, but more work than I thought it would be. We had 4 boys to buy for between the ages of 7 & 14. I've always wanted to this, but I never really knew how to go about doing it. This year Dan made it happen and I'm so glad. Even though I don't know the family, I thought about those boys off and on all Christmas day. I hope they enjoyed it despite their circumstances.
Josh and his family got to come visit us the weekend before Christmas. It was such a fun time. Ady is getting so big. She talks like she's 16 and it cracks us all up. She likes to be in charge and boss people around. I'm scared for when she's really 16. Her mean streak comes out once in awhile, which scares us because it reminds us of her mother. Yikes! She's definitely smart, and loves loves loves animals. I could squeeze her to death. We had lots of fun times, decorating gingerbread houses, snow ball fights, food, dance offs, lights, barbies, presents, and lots of laughing. It was great! We love Josh's new wife Michelle and her son Dylan. She is so laid back and a go with the flow type person. Such a breath of fresh air for all of us.
Next year Dan will be attending tithing settlement without me. He doesn't know this yet because he's still at work. I did it by myself this year whilst wrangling a fussy 18 month old who kept farting. Plus I got called the wrong name the entire time even though I kindly told him my name is Julie Fisher. You know, the Julie Fisher that comes to church every week, been in the ward 2.5 years, taught Sunday school for a year with your wife, hands you tithing EVERY WEEK because we get paid opposite weeks. Yeah, that Julie Fisher. Bless him for his efforts. Bless me not to judge. It gets harder every week. *sigh* Oh how I miss Idaho.
Christmas Eve turned crappy real fast, but only for like an hour. The weekend before while the family was here, Dan had misplaced his keys. If anyone knows Dan you know that this is so out of character for him. He never loses anything...and I lose everything. So he tried to blame me a few times, then he tried to blame the baby a few times. I was convinced it was in the toy box. That week was busy and Dan had just been using the truck key off my key chain, so we really didn't worry much about it. On Christmas eve Dan finally decided we were going to go make a new set of keys later that day when I got home. My mom and I decided to stop at DI to look for an Operation game (remember that game?) because the one she had has a broken nose and doesn't light up. When we got done shopping we put the stuff in the trunk and went to get in the car and it was locked. I had locked my keys in the trunk while looking through a bag that needed to be donated to DI. Nooooooooo! I called Dan to come get us because it was freezing and the store was closing. I was surprised at how many people came to help us. Finally an employee came out and said he had the tools to open car doors because employees lock keys in their car on a weekly basis there. Awesome, I've now been compared to a DI employee. In the meantime 2 people drove up and told us to just stick another key in the door and turn it and try to jiggle it open. Dan did it with his truck key (which is a crappy flimsy copy) and bent his key. Not awesome. 2 key stores later we got someone to make a copy, and luckily it worked! It's a Christmas miracle.
On Christmas day we got a call from my aunt saying that they were going to take my Gram to the hospital. A few days earlier she had slipped on some ice and hit her head pretty hard, so we thought maybe she had bleeding on her brain because she had been dizzy and nauseous. Come to find out it is her heart. She was in A-fib which is a pre cursor to a stroke. She's doing lots better now and we're happy she's ok. I'm so lucky to still have living grandparents, not everyone does! I love that Dan calls them grandma and grandpa, it give me a tickle every time he does. He loves them as much as I do.
On the 27th my sister called me and told me that Zayden had just tripped and cut his head open on a TV speaker. She said it was pretty bad and wondered if we could come help her hold him down at the Doctor's office because her boyfriend was at work in Logan. Luckily Dan was home that day. He did indeed need stitches and he was not happy one bit. Poor little guy. I left the room to go play with Mylie and CJ, while Joni and Dan watched him suffer. Joni cried of course and Dan admitted that was one of the more traumatic things he had seen in his life and had a hard time not crying (do not tell him I told you). He said the worst part was numbing it. The Doctor had to stick the needle in his incision 6 different times to make sure it was all numb. Blood was everywhere. He got 6 or 7 stitches total...I've never been able to count them because he never stops long enough for me to do so =)
On Christmas Eve (before the key incident), my mom went to Lee's grocery store to buy some meat for Christmas dinner. She went and looked at the prime rib, just to see how much it was. At $7 a lb she decided she would forgo the prime and find something else. As she was walking away she saw a huge bow on one of the prime ribs so she picked it up and looked at the price. It was only $2.50 a lb. It looked exactly like the other prime rib packaging, so she went and asked the butcher why it was so cheap. He smiled and said, "Merry Christmas! Every few hours we take the best part of the prime rib and mark it down and put a bow on it until someone finds it." My mom was so excited, she came home and called me right away. I love when the Christmas spirit comes out in people!
I realize I have not given an update on my office visit after my surgery. There's not much to tell, really. I have mild endometriosis, and my Doctor lasered what he could find. Still no baby though. Infertility is rough. Never in a million did I think I would have to say those words. Never. I guess it's the same mentality that a lot of us have about medical problems, "It will never happen to me." But it is happening to me and it's sad, and heartbreaking, and unfair. I was telling my mom some of the things I have to worry about everyday....ya know, peeing on this at this time, watching this, doing that, is it high, is it low, is it peaking, did I take that pill, did I do that today or was that yesterday...it never ends. My mom said "jeeeez, this is like a full time freaking job!" and it is. Except I haven't gotten paid for it yet, that's the crappy part. I realize this could all be so much worse. Life could be worse, and it is worse for a lot of people. So for now, I will count the blessings I do have, and have faith that maybe now is just not the time for us to have children. Easier said than done =)
Life is good.
I have a lot of pictures to post, so I am going to do another post with a slide show.
The tips of the witch hats were just too temping....he had to bite every.single.one of them off. And I let him, because that's what cool aunts do...they let their nephews do whatever they want, then they send them home with mommy.
The tips of the witch hats were just too temping....he had to bite every.single.one of them off. And I let him, because that's what cool aunts do...they let their nephews do whatever they want, then they send them home with mommy.
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