This is one that I have told a lot of people. BUT I have to write it down so I can look back in 3 years and remember the hilarity. This story is pretty much par for our life....weird and hilarious. It's kind of long because it has a back story with it.
Just in case you didn't know already, I'm a Mormon, yes I am. There are all sorts of people that belong to the LDS church.....Nice, fat, skinny, pretty, weird, awesome, fugly, and completely crazy.
Completely crazy is who I'll be telling you about today...mixed in with nice.
There's this lady in our ward that is seriously one of the nicest people on earth. She loves me and I don't even know her name. When I taught Gospel Doctrine she would come up to me or call me after church to tell me (and I quote) "What an amazingly spiritual person you are. You have so much wisdom for your age." Dan and I would die laughing every time. It is pretty funny if you really think about it. Using spiritual and wisdom in the same sentence as Julie Fisher=kinda funny. Obnoxious and negative would be better words to use, but whatever. We'll stick with the first description.
Sister Nice is the ward choir director, and she takes this calling very seriously. She even takes it upon herself to re-compose the songs they sing. She does this by holding notes out in weird places, or pausing in the middle of sentences. A person listening to this music will do one of two things...#1-feel so awkward that they want to crawl out of their own skin. #2-Bend over in the pew and pee their pants laughing. We tried #1 the first few times we heard the angels singing, but it just wasn't my cup of tea. So I rudely chose option numero dos. I'm sorry, I cannot help it. It is THAT funny. Let me give you an example: "There is suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuunSHINE in my soul today, more glorious...............pause.....................and bright!"
Try to convince me that's not funny!
One week Dan and I regrettably sat about 4 rows from the front on a week that the choir was to be singing. Before the meeting started Sister Nice came down and asked me to sing with the choir. Ok, I've NEVER been to any practice....not one. I've never even shown interest in joining the choir...soooo wtf? I told her I didn't even know the song and she said it was just a song from the hymn book. Dan thinks he's being all funny and says "You should do it hun." then he looks and Sister Nice and says, "She has a really really good singing voice." That's when I piped in and said "So does he, do you need more men to sing?" Of course Sister Nice got all excited and we were officially members of the choir! Yay!
I didn't get nervous until I was up on stage because that is when I suddenly remembered her weird stops and starts and note holding obsession. To make a long story short, she did re-compose it and I wasn't holding out the right notes or pausing at the right moments....and neither were half the people around me that had been to choir practice. So it sounded terrible and my eyes were watering from holding my laugh for so long. Pretty much it was an embarrassing disaster.
Fast forward 4 weeks. Some choir members were on the stage when we walked into Sacrament meeting, so to avoid being asked to join the choir once again, Dan and I leave and walk around the halls until right before the meeting started. We came in and sat on the very back row. We thought we were safe, but we underestimated Sister Nice. After the first talk, the choir got up to sing. Sister nice turns around toward the audience and is staring right at us. So I look at Dan and say "DO NOT make eye contact." By this time all the choir members are on the stage trying to get into their seats. I look up and Sister Nice catches my eye and starts waving us forward. At first it was just a little wave with her fingers, like "come on up here buddy." Then it got worse. She started using both of her arms, raised above her head, smiling, nodding, waving like a maniac. Dan is looking down at a hymn book trying not to laugh, and I am looking past her pretending like I don't see the waving....as if it could go unnoticed. Everyone in the audience is looking around while I sit on the back row with a straight face. In my head I am thinking "OH MY HELL IS THIS SERIOUSLY HAPPENING. STOP LADY, JUST STOP WAVING YOUR ARMS AND SING!" Finally she gives up because everyone is in their seats ready to sing. So she turns around and says something to the choir, and just when we thought the awkwardness was over she turns around AGAIN. She waves her arms at us with the biggest smile on her face. I wish I could have taken a picture of my face right there in that moment. I was stunned. Who does this?! Dan is now bent over laughing....I have tears coming out of my eyes from holding in the laughter. She proceeds to wave like a wild animal over and over and over while I proceed to look past her and smile. Finally, after what seemed like 31 minutes, she gave up.....and I gave up on holding back the laughter. The funniest part of the whole thing is that the couple in front of us thought she was waving at them. So they're sitting there shaking their heads, motioning no with their hands, mouthing NO, and feeling really uncomfortable. We were laughing so hard we were crying. Totally irreverent. Then, as if that wasn't funny enough the choir starts singing the re-composed words of Sister Nice......and the somewhat quiet laughter turned into completely inappropriate and we had to get up and leave before we were struck with lightening.
My last words as we stood on the sidewalk and laughed: "That did NOT just happen!"
p.s. You ought to see Dan' impression of Sister Nice. Diapers must be worn when you watch it.
p.s.s. She called me after church and left a 3 min. 10 second voice mail about how she was waving at us to come up there to sing and how spiritual I am.
Yep...this is my life.
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Monday, March 21, 2011
Remember when?
Dan went to Hastings to rent a movie or a game....I can't remember which, irrelevant really. He went to check out and the amazingly clueless teenager ringing him up told him that his membership expired. Here's the conversation....
Clueless: This membership expired.
Dan: Ok, can I renew it? Or do I need to sign up for a new one?
Clueless: Um. No.
Dan: No?
Clueless: Your membership is expired so you can't rent this.
Dan: I realize it's expired, how do I get one that isn't expired?
Clueless: You can't. It's expired.
Dan (can you just picture the look on his face at this point?): Uhhhhh
Clueless: *stands there and stares*
Dan: So I can't ever rent from here because it expired.
Clueless: That's right
Dan: So what you're telling me right now is that since this card that you give to customers for free expired, there is no way that I can get a new one, which means I can never ever rent from Hastings again?
Clueless: Yes, that's correct.
Dan's mind was officially blown. He started laughing and left.
He came home and told me the story and I laid on the bed and laughed my face off.
Here's what I get from this story....
#1-People are extremely stupid. wow.
#2-How on earth did that kid get a job?????? It took me three months to find a job here and I have common sense!
#3-Who trained him and why does that trainer still have a job?
#4-Dan is too nice. I would have laughed in the kids face and told him to get a supervisor.
#5-Who are his parents?
#6-Our life is hilarious.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
I've got nothin'
Update anyone? Oh I'd love to give you one....but I've got nothing to say. Usually when something awesomely awesome happens in my life I come to my blog and jot a few notes down about it to remind myself to write about it, but I have not been doing this lately so I don't remember anything. Also, I feel like I have missed writing about so many events that I hate to just move on like nothing ever happened....but I must!
I'll start keeping better notes starting today.
You know what else I started today? Jillians Michaels 30 day shred.....and I used Zayden's spaghetti o's as weights. I hated every second of it. I wish I was one of those people that hated food and loved working out. Life would be awesome. Speaking of food, I cannot wait to end this blog so I can go whip up some lemon poppy seed muffins. Who'd like to join me?
A few weeks ago we went to Twin to see Adyson. Love her to bits!
Her latest funnies:
Ady: "Grandma is your house trashed?"
My mom and I start laughing
Grandma: "What???"
Ady: "Is your house trashed?"
Grandma: "No, why do you ask that?"
Ady: "Oh I don't know, I just thought maybe Zayden had been there."
My mom and I died. What 4 year old uses the word "trashed"? Seriously hilarious.
Her big thing that she loves loves loves to play is school. She's always the teacher. My mom has bought her a whole school set up....pointer and all. She thinks it's so awesome to boss us around and we think it's not awesome but we play along anyway.
Ady: "Draw the number five. Don't make me call the cops on you!"
Apparently she had just learned about the police and 911 in school. So all weekend we heard her threats of calling the cops and the ambulance if we didn't obey her. At one point I got kind of worried that she didn't truly understand that you can't just call the cops for stupid stuff, so I double checked with her about when we should actually call them. I do not want her to end up on "the stupidest 911 calls" on youtube one day. She seemed to understand pretty well.
She's still in love with dogs and cats and she cannot understand why I hate cats. Don't worry, I refrain from telling her how stinky and selfish they are. She tries to keep her cat away from me and apologizes for it when it comes near me. One time the dogs started barking outside and she looked at me and said, "Ugh! Be quiet dumb dogs! I am sorry they are acting like this, Ju." lol she cracks me up.
Dan just recently changed stations at work and he l.o.v.e.s it. Sometimes he forgets to call home during the day because he l.o.v.e.s it so much. Turd. He likes the guys he works with and they all seem to get along pretty well. Dan gets along with almost anybody, but he met his match at the last station he worked at. It was a rough year, but we've moved on & we're oh so glad.
I always find it funny how excited people get when they find out Dan is a firefighter. We actually had one guy ask Dan if he could come to the station and try on his turn outs just to see what it feels like. Not even kidding. I always warn Dan about getting a big head over peoples comments. Lets face it, there are some firefighters out there that are just a little too excited to be labeled "heroes". Call me a bad wife, but I refuse to have my husband be one of those. Men are usually the ones that start oogling over the fact that he can call himself DanDan the fireman (okay, maybe only I call him that). The other day he went to the chiropractor and the dude instantly fell in love with him once he found out his profession....and upon leaving the office the Chiro said "Cool, now I can say that I actually KNOW a firefighter." Really? Does it automatically make you cool amongst your peers to KNOW a firefighter? If so, I am one lucky SOB because I married one. Yessssss. People can hate me all they want, but once I drop the "my eternal companion is a fireman" bomb, I'm automatically in like flynn. How lucky is my life?!
Speaking of the fireman, he turns 30 next month! Who's exciteeeed?! Not him! He thinks it's lame that he's 30 with no child. I think it's pretty lame as well. If I could buy him a baby for his birthday, I would. In fact, I'd buy him 30 babies just so we could get our own TV show on TLC. What isn't lame is that he's 30 and he's still pretty awesome. Although, in 30 years he's acquired some pretty troublesome habits...let me name 30 of them for you. Hahaha I kid I kid...but seriously, for your next 30 years lets work on the sniffing and twitching in bed while I'm trying to snooze, can we? kthanksbye.
I will close with these tidbit gems:
-Don't you love when you're in sacrament meeting and the speaker that has gone on and on for the past 35 minutes says "I will close with....". Oh man my heart skips a beat because I know they're about to shut their pie hole. Haha...don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about.
-My arm has been twitching all night. I literally started punching myself to try and stop it. Still twitching....
-I just looked through pictures of when Adyson & Zayden were babes....hellz bellz they are stinkin adorable. The pictures of them in their car seats and bassinets make me want to have a baby like you wouldn't believe. I cannot wait to take pictures of my babies all snuggled up in a bassinet with their bums up in the air. (Yes, I know babies aren't supposed to sleep on their bellies...I've read 6 parenting books. Crazy much?)
-I didn't shower today.
-We're going to San Diego next month!
-I miss my husband today.
-I'm in the 'clean it out and throw it away' mood.
-My mom reminded me today of when we saw Chris Cagle in concert and he started fake crying. I'm laughing as I type this. Seriously awkward.
-Speaking of awkward how 'bout the After the Final Rose show? Uhhhhhh....2 months, tops.
-This is what is on my night stand right now.....a 3oz jar of Mentholatum (I'm addicted, so what?). Deodorant. Water. IB Profen. A giraffe that holds my wedding ring. A box from Honduras. Earrings. A lamp. And the best thing off all, Flarp. Google it. Should I try to squeeze any other non essential item on my night stand?
-I just got the funniest text from my bff. Tears.
-I told you I had absolutely nothing to talk about.
-No pictures because I'm Laz-zay.
I'll start keeping better notes starting today.
You know what else I started today? Jillians Michaels 30 day shred.....and I used Zayden's spaghetti o's as weights. I hated every second of it. I wish I was one of those people that hated food and loved working out. Life would be awesome. Speaking of food, I cannot wait to end this blog so I can go whip up some lemon poppy seed muffins. Who'd like to join me?
A few weeks ago we went to Twin to see Adyson. Love her to bits!
Her latest funnies:
Ady: "Grandma is your house trashed?"
My mom and I start laughing
Grandma: "What???"
Ady: "Is your house trashed?"
Grandma: "No, why do you ask that?"
Ady: "Oh I don't know, I just thought maybe Zayden had been there."
My mom and I died. What 4 year old uses the word "trashed"? Seriously hilarious.
Her big thing that she loves loves loves to play is school. She's always the teacher. My mom has bought her a whole school set up....pointer and all. She thinks it's so awesome to boss us around and we think it's not awesome but we play along anyway.
Ady: "Draw the number five. Don't make me call the cops on you!"
Apparently she had just learned about the police and 911 in school. So all weekend we heard her threats of calling the cops and the ambulance if we didn't obey her. At one point I got kind of worried that she didn't truly understand that you can't just call the cops for stupid stuff, so I double checked with her about when we should actually call them. I do not want her to end up on "the stupidest 911 calls" on youtube one day. She seemed to understand pretty well.
She's still in love with dogs and cats and she cannot understand why I hate cats. Don't worry, I refrain from telling her how stinky and selfish they are. She tries to keep her cat away from me and apologizes for it when it comes near me. One time the dogs started barking outside and she looked at me and said, "Ugh! Be quiet dumb dogs! I am sorry they are acting like this, Ju." lol she cracks me up.
Dan just recently changed stations at work and he l.o.v.e.s it. Sometimes he forgets to call home during the day because he l.o.v.e.s it so much. Turd. He likes the guys he works with and they all seem to get along pretty well. Dan gets along with almost anybody, but he met his match at the last station he worked at. It was a rough year, but we've moved on & we're oh so glad.
I always find it funny how excited people get when they find out Dan is a firefighter. We actually had one guy ask Dan if he could come to the station and try on his turn outs just to see what it feels like. Not even kidding. I always warn Dan about getting a big head over peoples comments. Lets face it, there are some firefighters out there that are just a little too excited to be labeled "heroes". Call me a bad wife, but I refuse to have my husband be one of those. Men are usually the ones that start oogling over the fact that he can call himself DanDan the fireman (okay, maybe only I call him that). The other day he went to the chiropractor and the dude instantly fell in love with him once he found out his profession....and upon leaving the office the Chiro said "Cool, now I can say that I actually KNOW a firefighter." Really? Does it automatically make you cool amongst your peers to KNOW a firefighter? If so, I am one lucky SOB because I married one. Yessssss. People can hate me all they want, but once I drop the "my eternal companion is a fireman" bomb, I'm automatically in like flynn. How lucky is my life?!
Speaking of the fireman, he turns 30 next month! Who's exciteeeed?! Not him! He thinks it's lame that he's 30 with no child. I think it's pretty lame as well. If I could buy him a baby for his birthday, I would. In fact, I'd buy him 30 babies just so we could get our own TV show on TLC. What isn't lame is that he's 30 and he's still pretty awesome. Although, in 30 years he's acquired some pretty troublesome habits...let me name 30 of them for you. Hahaha I kid I kid...but seriously, for your next 30 years lets work on the sniffing and twitching in bed while I'm trying to snooze, can we? kthanksbye.
I will close with these tidbit gems:
-Don't you love when you're in sacrament meeting and the speaker that has gone on and on for the past 35 minutes says "I will close with....". Oh man my heart skips a beat because I know they're about to shut their pie hole. Haha...don't act like you don't know what I'm talking about.
-My arm has been twitching all night. I literally started punching myself to try and stop it. Still twitching....
-I just looked through pictures of when Adyson & Zayden were babes....hellz bellz they are stinkin adorable. The pictures of them in their car seats and bassinets make me want to have a baby like you wouldn't believe. I cannot wait to take pictures of my babies all snuggled up in a bassinet with their bums up in the air. (Yes, I know babies aren't supposed to sleep on their bellies...I've read 6 parenting books. Crazy much?)
-I didn't shower today.
-We're going to San Diego next month!
-I miss my husband today.
-I'm in the 'clean it out and throw it away' mood.
-My mom reminded me today of when we saw Chris Cagle in concert and he started fake crying. I'm laughing as I type this. Seriously awkward.
-Speaking of awkward how 'bout the After the Final Rose show? Uhhhhhh....2 months, tops.
-This is what is on my night stand right now.....a 3oz jar of Mentholatum (I'm addicted, so what?). Deodorant. Water. IB Profen. A giraffe that holds my wedding ring. A box from Honduras. Earrings. A lamp. And the best thing off all, Flarp. Google it. Should I try to squeeze any other non essential item on my night stand?
-I just got the funniest text from my bff. Tears.
-I told you I had absolutely nothing to talk about.
-No pictures because I'm Laz-zay.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Mish mashed and out of order.
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. http://meanmommyuniversity.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-i-told-my-kids-mama-was-one-child.html">
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.
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. http://meanmommyuniversity.blogspot.com/2010/12/how-i-told-my-kids-mama-was-one-child.html">
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.
Friday, December 10, 2010
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Re-do
How about that last post, yeah? It's so amazing I'm going to leave it. Love me some blogger...
Is it really Christmas time again? I swear I just took the star off the tree and packed it up in the shed last week! I love Christmas, I do, but it seems like it was just here.
I love the spirit of Christmas, or the spirit of Christ rather, and how it fills the air this time of year. I feel happier and a little more charitable in December, don't you?Ah, I hope so.
The last couple of years have been bores-ville Christmases, so I am determined to make this year a good one! Here's how.....
-See a Christmas play. Check! My friend and I went to Five Carols for Christmas/Jingle Jacks. 5 carols was cute...jingle jacks could use some work. haha.
-Decorate the tree and be satisfied with it. I didn't like our tree last year. It was such a bummer because I had such great plans for it, but it just didn't turn out the way I wanted it. Trimming the tree this year started out pretty rough. I wanted to do my blue and silver tree this year. We found the blue and silver bulbs and put them on the tree. When we went to get the other decorations we could not find them....still can't find them to this day. How do you lose a Christmas box of decorations? I know how....you pack up half your house in hopes of selling it, and a year later it is still up for sale. Son of a....
Anyways, we improvised, and a WEEK later our tree is finished. I'm determined to convince myself I love it...but secretly I hate the blasted thing. I even uttered these words to Dan "just put tinsel on it and forget it." TINSEL! I said TINSEL! Of course my husband knows me well enough to know that the sight of tinsel on my tree makes me vomit profusely, so we went to my moms house and found a few things to spruce up this disaster we call our Christmas tree. It actually turned out way better than planned! Waalaa....it is now complete. Check!
Speaking of waalaa, have you ever tried the WaaLaa comb? AMAZIIIIING. Google it.
-Go to the light parade. Check! Who knew that the city I have called home for the past 6 years has a light parade every year?? Not me! I now know, and I'm glad we went. So fun! Check!
-Build a gingerbread house. One year I built one with my mom and it turned out adorable. This year I built one with Dan and, well, not as adorable but fun none the less! We got sick of it half way through and wanted to stop....but I saw it through, because gosh dangit we were going to check this off our Christmas to-do list! Check!
-Actually buy people Dan works with gifts....I won't even go into last year, but lets just say Awkwaaard. This year we're not going to be the ids (short for idiots). Gifts for the firefighters bought and ready to go! Check!
-Volunteer somewhere. Check! On the 10th Danroid and I are going to the Christmas Box house and sorting through all of the gifts the community has donated to abused/neglected children. I'm hoping for a good, memorable experience.
-Listen to Christmas songs as much as possible. Check! We only get to hear them once a year, so I might as well listen to them until I want to punch the radio.
-Put some thought into the gifts I give this year. Sometimes I feel like we (myself included) go to the store and grab something off the shelf just so we can cross that person off our list. It usually ends up being something lame like bath gel. The sad part about that is the person receiving the gift can usually tell we just grabbed it off the shelf with no thought involved. This year I'm going to use my brain while shopping!
-Read Christmas With the Prophets. Check! We've been reading it since the middle of November. Each chapter talks about a different prophet and what their Christmas traditions were. Pretty neat.
-Go to the Nativity display. Check! We did that tonight and it was actually pretty neat! They had nativities that people brought in from all around the world. I can't believe how many varieties there are.
-Go see some Christmas lights. There are a few cities around here that decorate their parks with lights. We went to the one in Layton one year and it was FREEZING, but fun. It's on our list of things to do when Ady comes to see us!
-Soak it alllll in. Two years ago I remember being in such a hurry all season I was completely flustered every day for 25 days straight. On January 1st I looked back and wondered what the crap just happened. My holiday was gone and I forgot to enjoy it. I wanted a re-do. Where's the rewind button when you need it?
Here's hoping your Christmas season is as great as mine!
Is it really Christmas time again? I swear I just took the star off the tree and packed it up in the shed last week! I love Christmas, I do, but it seems like it was just here.
I love the spirit of Christmas, or the spirit of Christ rather, and how it fills the air this time of year. I feel happier and a little more charitable in December, don't you?Ah, I hope so.
The last couple of years have been bores-ville Christmases, so I am determined to make this year a good one! Here's how.....
-See a Christmas play. Check! My friend and I went to Five Carols for Christmas/Jingle Jacks. 5 carols was cute...jingle jacks could use some work. haha.
-Decorate the tree and be satisfied with it. I didn't like our tree last year. It was such a bummer because I had such great plans for it, but it just didn't turn out the way I wanted it. Trimming the tree this year started out pretty rough. I wanted to do my blue and silver tree this year. We found the blue and silver bulbs and put them on the tree. When we went to get the other decorations we could not find them....still can't find them to this day. How do you lose a Christmas box of decorations? I know how....you pack up half your house in hopes of selling it, and a year later it is still up for sale. Son of a....
Anyways, we improvised, and a WEEK later our tree is finished. I'm determined to convince myself I love it...but secretly I hate the blasted thing. I even uttered these words to Dan "just put tinsel on it and forget it." TINSEL! I said TINSEL! Of course my husband knows me well enough to know that the sight of tinsel on my tree makes me vomit profusely, so we went to my moms house and found a few things to spruce up this disaster we call our Christmas tree. It actually turned out way better than planned! Waalaa....it is now complete. Check!
Speaking of waalaa, have you ever tried the WaaLaa comb? AMAZIIIIING. Google it.
-Go to the light parade. Check! Who knew that the city I have called home for the past 6 years has a light parade every year?? Not me! I now know, and I'm glad we went. So fun! Check!
-Build a gingerbread house. One year I built one with my mom and it turned out adorable. This year I built one with Dan and, well, not as adorable but fun none the less! We got sick of it half way through and wanted to stop....but I saw it through, because gosh dangit we were going to check this off our Christmas to-do list! Check!
-Actually buy people Dan works with gifts....I won't even go into last year, but lets just say Awkwaaard. This year we're not going to be the ids (short for idiots). Gifts for the firefighters bought and ready to go! Check!
-Volunteer somewhere. Check! On the 10th Danroid and I are going to the Christmas Box house and sorting through all of the gifts the community has donated to abused/neglected children. I'm hoping for a good, memorable experience.
-Listen to Christmas songs as much as possible. Check! We only get to hear them once a year, so I might as well listen to them until I want to punch the radio.
-Put some thought into the gifts I give this year. Sometimes I feel like we (myself included) go to the store and grab something off the shelf just so we can cross that person off our list. It usually ends up being something lame like bath gel. The sad part about that is the person receiving the gift can usually tell we just grabbed it off the shelf with no thought involved. This year I'm going to use my brain while shopping!
-Read Christmas With the Prophets. Check! We've been reading it since the middle of November. Each chapter talks about a different prophet and what their Christmas traditions were. Pretty neat.
-Go to the Nativity display. Check! We did that tonight and it was actually pretty neat! They had nativities that people brought in from all around the world. I can't believe how many varieties there are.
-Go see some Christmas lights. There are a few cities around here that decorate their parks with lights. We went to the one in Layton one year and it was FREEZING, but fun. It's on our list of things to do when Ady comes to see us!
-Soak it alllll in. Two years ago I remember being in such a hurry all season I was completely flustered every day for 25 days straight. On January 1st I looked back and wondered what the crap just happened. My holiday was gone and I forgot to enjoy it. I wanted a re-do. Where's the rewind button when you need it?
Here's hoping your Christmas season is as great as mine!
Friday, December 3, 2010
It's the most wonderful time of the year
Is it really Christmas time again? I swear I just took the star off the tree and packed it up in the shed last week! I love Christmas, I do, but it seems like it was just here.
I love the spirit of Christmas, or the spirit of Christ rather, and how it fills the air this time of year. I feel happier and a little more charitable in December, don't you?Ah, I hope so.
The last couple of years have been bores-ville Christmases, so I am determined to make this year a good one! Here's how.....
-See a Christmas play. Check! My friend and I went to Five Carols for Christmas/Jingle Jacks. 5 carols was cute...jingle jacks could use some work. haha.
-Decorate the tree and be satisfied with it. I didn't like our tree last year. It was such a bummer because I had such great plans for it, but it just didn't turn out the way I wanted it. Trimming the tree this year started out pretty rough. I wanted to do my blue and silver tree this year. We found the blue and silver bulbs and put them on the tree. When we went to get the other decorations we could not find them....still can't find them to this day. How do you lose a Christmas box of decorations? I know how....you pack up half your house in hopes of selling it, and a year later it is still up for sale. Son of a....
Anyways, we improvised, and a WEEK later our tree is finished. I'm determined to convince myself I love it...but secretly I hate the blasted thing. I even uttered these words to Dan "just put tinsel on it and forget it." TINSEL! I said TINSEL! Of course my husband knows me well enough to know that the sight of tinsel on my tree makes me vomit profusely, so we went to my moms house and found a few things to spruce up this disaster we call our Christmas tree. It actually turned out way better than planned! Waalaa....it is now complete. Check!
Speaking of waalaa, have you ever tried the WaaLaa comb? AMAZIIIIING. Google it.
-Go to the light parade. Check! Who knew that the city I have called home for the past 6 years has a light parade every year?? Not me! I now know, and I'm glad we went. So fun! Check!
-Build a gingerbread house. One year I built one with my mom and it turned out adorable. This year I built one with Dan and, well, not as adorable but fun none the less! We got sick of it half way through and wanted to stop....but I saw it through, because gosh dangit we were going to check this off our Christmas to-do list! Check!
-Actually buy people Dan works with gifts....I won't even go into last year, but lets just say Awkwaaard. This year we're not going to be the ids (short for idiots). Gifts for the firefighters bought and ready to go! Check!
-Volunteer somewhere. Check! On the 10th Danroid and I are going to the Christmas Box house and sorting through all of the gifts the community has donated to abused/neglected children. I'm hoping for a good, memorable experience.
-Listen to Christmas songs as much as possible. Check! We only get to hear them once a year, so I might as well listen to them until I want to punch the radio.
-Put some thought into the gifts I give this year. Sometimes I feel like we (myself included) go to the store and grab something off the shelf just so we can cross that person off our list. It usually ends up being something lame like bath gel. The sad part about that is the person receiving the gift can usually tell we just grabbed it off the shelf with no thought involved. This year I'm going to use my brain while shopping!
-Read Christmas With the Prophets. Check! We've been reading it since the middle of November. Each chapter talks about a different prophet and what their Christmas traditions were. Pretty neat.
-Go to the Nativity display. Check! We did that tonight and it was actually pretty neat! They had nativities that people brought in from all around the world. I can't believe how many varieties there are.
-Go see some Christmas lights. There are a few cities around here that decorate their parks with lights. We went to the one in Layton one year and it was FREEZING, but fun. It's on our list of things to do when Ady comes to see us!
-Soak it alllll in. Two years ago I remember being in such a hurry all season I was completely flustered every day for 25 days straight. On January 1st I looked back and wondered what the crap just happened. My holiday was gone and I forgot to enjoy it. I wanted a re-do. Where's the rewind button when you need it?
Here's hoping your Christmas season is as great as mine!
I love the spirit of Christmas, or the spirit of Christ rather, and how it fills the air this time of year. I feel happier and a little more charitable in December, don't you?Ah, I hope so.
The last couple of years have been bores-ville Christmases, so I am determined to make this year a good one! Here's how.....
-See a Christmas play. Check! My friend and I went to Five Carols for Christmas/Jingle Jacks. 5 carols was cute...jingle jacks could use some work. haha.
-Decorate the tree and be satisfied with it. I didn't like our tree last year. It was such a bummer because I had such great plans for it, but it just didn't turn out the way I wanted it. Trimming the tree this year started out pretty rough. I wanted to do my blue and silver tree this year. We found the blue and silver bulbs and put them on the tree. When we went to get the other decorations we could not find them....still can't find them to this day. How do you lose a Christmas box of decorations? I know how....you pack up half your house in hopes of selling it, and a year later it is still up for sale. Son of a....
Anyways, we improvised, and a WEEK later our tree is finished. I'm determined to convince myself I love it...but secretly I hate the blasted thing. I even uttered these words to Dan "just put tinsel on it and forget it." TINSEL! I said TINSEL! Of course my husband knows me well enough to know that the sight of tinsel on my tree makes me vomit profusely, so we went to my moms house and found a few things to spruce up this disaster we call our Christmas tree. It actually turned out way better than planned! Waalaa....it is now complete. Check!
Speaking of waalaa, have you ever tried the WaaLaa comb? AMAZIIIIING. Google it.
-Go to the light parade. Check! Who knew that the city I have called home for the past 6 years has a light parade every year?? Not me! I now know, and I'm glad we went. So fun! Check!
-Build a gingerbread house. One year I built one with my mom and it turned out adorable. This year I built one with Dan and, well, not as adorable but fun none the less! We got sick of it half way through and wanted to stop....but I saw it through, because gosh dangit we were going to check this off our Christmas to-do list! Check!
-Actually buy people Dan works with gifts....I won't even go into last year, but lets just say Awkwaaard. This year we're not going to be the ids (short for idiots). Gifts for the firefighters bought and ready to go! Check!
-Volunteer somewhere. Check! On the 10th Danroid and I are going to the Christmas Box house and sorting through all of the gifts the community has donated to abused/neglected children. I'm hoping for a good, memorable experience.
-Listen to Christmas songs as much as possible. Check! We only get to hear them once a year, so I might as well listen to them until I want to punch the radio.
-Put some thought into the gifts I give this year. Sometimes I feel like we (myself included) go to the store and grab something off the shelf just so we can cross that person off our list. It usually ends up being something lame like bath gel. The sad part about that is the person receiving the gift can usually tell we just grabbed it off the shelf with no thought involved. This year I'm going to use my brain while shopping!
-Read Christmas With the Prophets. Check! We've been reading it since the middle of November. Each chapter talks about a different prophet and what their Christmas traditions were. Pretty neat.
-Go to the Nativity display. Check! We did that tonight and it was actually pretty neat! They had nativities that people brought in from all around the world. I can't believe how many varieties there are.
-Go see some Christmas lights. There are a few cities around here that decorate their parks with lights. We went to the one in Layton one year and it was FREEZING, but fun. It's on our list of things to do when Ady comes to see us!
-Soak it alllll in. Two years ago I remember being in such a hurry all season I was completely flustered every day for 25 days straight. On January 1st I looked back and wondered what the crap just happened. My holiday was gone and I forgot to enjoy it. I wanted a re-do. Where's the rewind button when you need it?
Here's hoping your Christmas season is as great as mine!
Monday, November 29, 2010
Remember when....
I'm going to start a new fad right now. This is groundbreaking I tell you....groundbreaking.
Ok, not really. BUT I am starting a new thing on my blog called REMEMBER WHEN?
I always think of funny things that happened in the past, but I never write them down because they're just random. Usually they'll just be short little stories that are pretty much only funny to me and those who were there....but I'd like to remember them. So I'm going to write them down, and you'll just have to suffer through them. Hey, it's my blog and I write what I want!
Yesterday while I was helping my mutha decorate her tree, I remembered a really awesome tree decorating incident from back when I was 6 years old.
We had softball size bulbs for our tree and I thought it was AmAzInG that I could see my reflection in them. I was making all sorts of dashing-ly funny faces in this bulb, laughing all the way HA HA HA (did you catch that? Yess). At one point I started opening my mouth really wide just to see what that little hangy down thing in the back of my mouth looked like in a bulb. I'm pretty sure that at this point something possessed my 6 year old body, because I got the sudden urge to bite the glass bulb...and I did it. Who in their right mind does that?? Honestly! You can guess what happened next. The bulb shattered into millions of pieces all over in my mouth and I thought I was going to die....literally. How did I get it out, you ask? This next part is ingenious! My mom got out the VACUUM, put an attachment on the hose, and sucked my mouth out! How disgusting/germ ridden is that?? Yet completely clever! Props to my mom for saving my life that day via the vacuum.
Ok, not really. BUT I am starting a new thing on my blog called REMEMBER WHEN?
I always think of funny things that happened in the past, but I never write them down because they're just random. Usually they'll just be short little stories that are pretty much only funny to me and those who were there....but I'd like to remember them. So I'm going to write them down, and you'll just have to suffer through them. Hey, it's my blog and I write what I want!
Yesterday while I was helping my mutha decorate her tree, I remembered a really awesome tree decorating incident from back when I was 6 years old.
We had softball size bulbs for our tree and I thought it was AmAzInG that I could see my reflection in them. I was making all sorts of dashing-ly funny faces in this bulb, laughing all the way HA HA HA (did you catch that? Yess). At one point I started opening my mouth really wide just to see what that little hangy down thing in the back of my mouth looked like in a bulb. I'm pretty sure that at this point something possessed my 6 year old body, because I got the sudden urge to bite the glass bulb...and I did it. Who in their right mind does that?? Honestly! You can guess what happened next. The bulb shattered into millions of pieces all over in my mouth and I thought I was going to die....literally. How did I get it out, you ask? This next part is ingenious! My mom got out the VACUUM, put an attachment on the hose, and sucked my mouth out! How disgusting/germ ridden is that?? Yet completely clever! Props to my mom for saving my life that day via the vacuum.
Monday, November 22, 2010
Adding a little somethin somethin to the pictures
We played laser tag with these fools, then KellzBellz had the audacity to say I ruined her pictures. Honestly...how rude.
Ok, so I looked like total turd that night...but I see nothing wrong with popping up out of nowhere & making the ugliest face you can muster in the background of someones picture.
Ok, so I looked like total turd that night...but I see nothing wrong with popping up out of nowhere & making the ugliest face you can muster in the background of someones picture.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Lucky day and surgery
Can I just start by saying that I cannot stand the Fresh Start Dental commercial?! Has anyone seen this? You know, the old lady finally gets her teeth fixed and she *fake* cries as she bites into an apple? Hellz bellz. Could this be any cheesier. I mean, I'm sure the lady is excited to be able to bite into an apple after 30 years of not being able to do so....but to add the *fake* crying is just more than I can handle at this point in my life. One of these days I want to take a picture of my face while I'm watching that commercial. It will have baffled written all over it.
*sigh* on to more important things. Can you tell I've been watching a lot of TV the last few days?
Today has been a better day than I planned for. I woke up not feeling so good. Sore, weak, tired...ya know, the usual post surgery complaints. I was bound and determined to get out of the house though. I felt cooped up, and I've watched the apple scenario mentioned above one too many times the last three days. I ventured out and actually took a shower today. Who's proud of me? My goal for today was to get my car Emission and inspection done. I have a broken windshield...one big ol long crack. I knew it wouldn't pass, but I went to get it checked out anyway. The front desk girl was super awkward/weird. After I had been there for 10 min she looked at me and said "do you want a tootsie roll?" uhhh. Of course the fella checking out my car came in and said my windshield needed to be replaced, so he would have to fail me for now. I went to the awkward front desk girl to pay and she gave me a $7 discount for being an Intermountain employee. Then when I got my paperwork back it said I had passed! He "forgot" to mark it as FAIL. Woohoo! Guess who gets to drive around with a broken windshield for the next 2 years??? I am fully aware that cracked windshields are white trash. I get that. But if being white trash saves me $250, I am all for it. I might have to give up my pride, but who needs that anyway? THEN I was feeling so good about all of my savings that I headed to Rite Aid to buy Mascara. When I got there it was on sale for 40% off plus I found a $2 off coupon in my purse. When was the last time you spent $2.49 on your mascara, huh? I bet you wish you were me right now.
Lets get to the surgery everyone keeps asking me about. Dr Beer (ok, it's really Bierer but it's pronounced Beer-er...I even clarified the pronunciation with his nurse the first time I saw him) did find endometriosis. He lasered it out, he flushed my tubes with saline, and the next thing I knew I was in the recovery room next to a crazy lady wanting morphine every 2.5 seconds. As far as I'm concerned I was the most normal patient in the recovery room at that time. The lady to the left of me was being dramatic and her nurse kept telling her...very sternly.... to relax and go back to sleep. The lady on the right was the morphine-queen and her nurse had to keep telling her she couldn't have more meds. The girl in the middle just cried and calmly asked for her husband and a drink of water. This may or may not have been me. Ok, it was me. Dangit!
Ten minutes after I woke up they wheeled me into my room, and my nurse told the other nurse to go get my husband stat....ok, he didn't say stat. That was just for dramatic affect. Dan came into the room and I was all better. We got to go home a half hour later. Isn't it weird how the side effects and pains from surgery usually have nothing to do with the area that was operated on? The worst pain I have had has been in my shoulder and my right side from the gas that was pumped into me. For some reason it plants itself in those two places and it feels like someone is constantly stabbing me. Oh, and lets not forget about trying to pee. "Feel the burn" took on a whole new meaning! Yikes. Speaking of urine, the CNA got mad at me for not being able to give her a sample when I first got there for a pregnancy test. I finally told her I hadn't drank anything for 12 hours (as directed by your nursing staff) so she'd have to draw blood. She rolled her eyes at me and sighed. Seriously??!! After that I never had to see her again. A nice nurse came in and started my IV and drew my blood. Then she hooked me up to Bair Paws which is a warming device that blows warm air into plastic chambers inside your gown, and it makes you look like a gigantic fatlard. Fun huh? Don't worry, we took pictures. I have 2 incisions, one in my belly button and one 3 inches down from my belly button. They're pretty cool to look at in the mirror. Just sayin.
Dan took care of me Tuesday and Wednesday (in between playing Black Ops along with 3 MILLION other people), and today I am going at it alone because Dan had to work. I wish he could have stayed home. It's much more fun to have someone else make you french toast. My great friend Krista brought over a shake, a kit kat, pumpkin soup, a card, and a Dr Pepper yesterday. Isn't she fab? Just what the doctor ordered! =)
Bair Paws
I have no urine to give
Monday, November 8, 2010
Lameness
As I sit here my home looks like a tornado hit it. In a way, it did. It's name was Zayden. My makeup spread from here to next week, pen mark on my couch, videos drug out, puffs scattered all over the floor, toys laying lifeless, and pee filled diapers sitting by the garbage can. I usually try to have this cleaned up before I go to bed, but today I am breaking my own rules and leaving it. I'll feel guilty about it all night just so you know. When Dan walks in tomorrow morning and sees it I'll pretend I'm asleep, but really I'll be beating myself up wondering why I didn't just clean it up before I went to bed. Ah well.
We visited Arizona land last week. The flight is only 1 hour and 30 minutes. When we boarded the plane I realized how spoiled/crazy we are these days. For one 90 minute flight we brought: 2 IPODS, 1 PSP, 6 PSP games, 1 laptop, 1 flash drive with 3 movies on it, and two headphones. Honestly! Is it just me or is that ridiculous?! Whatever happened to reading a book,doing a word search, or getting to know your neighbor that you're awkwardly touching thighs with? The Arizona sun came out just for us. Low to upper 90's all week. Thanks for that. It reminded me of how much I LOVE having actual seasons....(hot and hotter are not seasons hun). The changing of the leaves are incredible every year. The smell of the dusty old heater turning on warms my innards (in nards...hahaha. What kind of word is that?!). Yesterday we took my nephew to the park and he crunched through the leaves, and kicked them up in the air for the first time in his 18 month life. It was awesome. I was excited for him...I can't wait to build snowmen with him! I remember one of the first times Dan saw snow falling from the sky. His eyes lit up like a kid at a candy store. I felt sad that Arizona had deprived him of something so amazing for 21 years! I will say that Arizona is a nice place to visit in late December when I'm starting to get sick of the snow though. It's a nice break from heavy ski coats and ice filled roads.
Back to the subject....this was the first year Dan and I visited his family over Halloween. We usually visit over Christmas or Thanksgiving. Dan of course dressed up.....and me,the Halloween equivalent of the grinch, did not. Boo for fun sponges! He was Where's Waldo. Total nerd. We made most of the costume too. I was quite proud of us! On Saturday night we went miniature golfing with Dan's little brother and his new found love, Kamri. We also found out that Dan's parents call it goofy golfing. Uhhhhhh. I find nothing goofy about miniature golfing...it's serious stuff. Dan beat me by ONE point. That's the closest I have ever been to beating him....it felt almost as good as winning.
On Monday we went to the cheesecake factory with Dan's parents for his mom's birthday. We didn't have cheese cake though...does that make us weird?
We got to see Dan's friends, ate at Jack in the Box way too many times, got sick (probably from the aforementioned), had family dinner, & Dan went trick or treating with some of the kids. I stayed home and dominated at Bubble Talk.....orrrr totally sucked...I can't remember.
Looks like there are some weddings in the works with the Fisher boys, so hopefully we will be get to be there for those next year!
We started our Bunco group the other night. SUPER FUN! I won a fall centerpiece. It's a fantastic addition to our home. Can't wait for next month!
Tomorrow is the big day for my surgery! I'm sorry, but I have seen one too many intubations to NOT be worried about this. What if my trachea is all weird and small or something and they have to keep trying. What if they let a Henager try to intubate me? What if I start throwing up profusely through the tube and the suction isn't hooked up so everyone starts scrambling and trying to hook it up...meanwhile someone is bagging me, pushing all the $%#@ into my lungs. Ok, that last one was just something I watched happen and I pray to never see it again...and you thought everything went perfect in hospitals, didn't you? Back to the surgery-it's only supposed to last 45 minutes. The scope will go through my belly button, and if any lesions are found they will be lasered away. I'm paranoid that they aren't going to find any lesions and I'm going to wake up in the same situation I am in now....but I'll have a sore throat and a weird looking belly button to go along with it.Oh, and a bill bigger than my budget. That's the risk I take though. Everything will be fine. I feel like my doctor is competent and he seems to be very confident in his work. I cooked 3 casseroles tonight so Dan could have something to eat for the next few days while I lay in bed dreaming about having a baby. We got the Xbox Kinect (google it) today, so I'm sure he will be out in the living room jumping around like a maniac keeping himself highly entertained. Could someone text him every few hours and remind him to check on his wife? K, thanks. ;)
I've been writing this post off and on for two weeks. It's choppy and terrible....and it has no pictures. Boo for lameness, but I must get some sleep and some house cleaning done before tomorrow.
P.S.--just so you know, whenever Dan creates an avatar of himself he always has it wear a monocle. He thinks it's hilarious...I'm secretly worried he will start wearing one when he's old.
Thursday, October 7, 2010
A real once a weeker
This is going to be a real Once A Weeker. The last one was more like a Once a Summer-er....or something like that.
I decorated my house for Halloween this year. Who's proud of me? You should be. Halloween is my least fave, but it's Dan's fave. In an effort to keep my husband happy I give into the Halloween spirit....every other year. I thought my nephew would be scared of all of our decorations, but it looks like I stand alone in the scared department again this year. I do not like the feeling of fear. If there was one feeling I could take away it would be fear. Like the good husband that he is, Dan preys upon my fear of fear. Just the other day while at our friends house he jumped out of a closet and almost made me pee my pants. One of these days he is going to get punched right in the face. It's a natural reflex of mine to start punching when scared....don't say I didn't warn you.
If you haven't already guessed, haunted houses are out of the question in my life. Dan begs every year, and every year I have to tell him the same horrific story from my past......It was 1996 (ok, I don't really know the exact year), my mom has this grand idea, "Lets go to a haunted house!" This wasn't a baby haunted house that the old creepy neighbor next door set up in his garage. This was an old abandoned house on a scary street that you don't even walk down in daylight. The line was long. I remember exactly what I was wearing...an awesome tie dye-ish dress/skirt thing, with white shoes embellished with a bow on the top (it was 1996, give me a friggin break). When it was our turn I was trying to act all calm and cool, but really I was crying and screaming inside wishing I were dead. We had my brother and sister and some of their friends with us, so I had to be the cool little sister, right? This fasad only worked for .42 seconds. Someone started chasing after me with a chain saw and as I ran I lost one of my awesome shoes. Somehow I ended up losing my family and trying to go back for my shoe but there were so many people I couldn't make my way back, plus this freak was about to chainsaw my face off. Somehow I ended up "behind the scenes" of this freak show, standing next to a guy in a scary mask behind black sheets. He was trying to help me, but he was scaring the pee right out of me. I was crying...scratch that....WHALING for my mom & my shoe. Finally my mom realizes that her last born child might be dead and she comes back to find me. She's laughing hysterically at my hysterical-ness and tries telling me to come with her. The music and the chain saws in our faces are so loud that she can't hear me telling her that my shoe is lost. So she's pulling me toward her and I am pulling back (does this sound like a nightmare to anyone else?!). Finally Freddy Krueger brings me my shoe, and we escaped with our lives flashing before our eyes. I cried the whole way home, I'm sure of it.
If that story doesn't get Dan off my back, then I just lay it out for him..... "I'm sorry honey, haunted houses were not listed in our vows." He hasn't caught on to the fact that we never said vows...shhhhh.
Speaking of 1996, remember penny loafers? All the cool kids had them. I actually saw an older man wearing penny loafers with the pennies in them. I almost burst out laughing. Who does that? I had to look at his shirt to make sure it wasn't a Hypercolor T-shirts.
Remember hypercolor T-shirts? Can we say awesome? I haven't seen anyone wearing one of those as of late, but if you stick around long enough you might find me wearing one. Those were/are the coolest shirts ever made.
My Bff from work is starting a bunco group and I will be gracing her with my presence. I'll keep you posted on all the cool stuff I win. It should be fun!
On Monday Dan called me from work and said, "I cannot leave work." Usually he says this when they are in the middle of ping pong or basketball game. Apparently they were having an open house for the community to come check out the fire department. They had mock rooms set up in the parking lot, and charged hose laying out so Dan couldn't back out. Poor dude had to stay at work 3 extra hours. I don't think it bothered him too much, they ate pizza and lit things on fire the whole time. Freakin pyromaniacs I tell you.
We found out yesterday that Adyson is going to be a mermaid for Halloween. My mom asked her if she had her costume and she said "yes I DO" all matter of fact-like. My mom asked her if she was going to wear a wig and Ady said her mom told her she was going to have pink hair. My mom asked how she was going to get it pink and she said, "well, I guess we'll just have to paint it." Her voice is so cute, I wish I could record everything she says.
I came home the other day to a SPOTless house and roses from the Mister. He even vacuumed! Could I have a better husband?! Nah. Speaking of good husbands, I just found out the other day that he is 29, not 28! HOW did I miss a year? ugh. Worst wife award goes to J-Fish. I have plans up my sleeve for the big 3-0....you just wait. Bad wife award will be off my record soon enough!
Today was a weird day. Bittersweet if you will. I went to my doctor begging him to give me a baby....ok maybe I wasn't that blunt. Could infertility be any more expensive? I kid you not I was in his office 15 minutes and I had to give him 100 of my (husbands) hard earned dollars. And that's the cheapest part of it! All he said was "endometriosis my friend, endotmetriosis." Those weren't his exact words, I just kind of summed up those 15 minutes for you. Laparoscopy will be in my near future. Boooo for infertility. The sweet part of my day was the fact that I have somewhat of an answer to my "why no baby?" question. I just hoped it involved Clomid instead of surgery. Beggars can't be choosers I suppose.
I know some of you have told me you feel out of the loop and/or are scared to ask about my bum ovaries. I'll keep you posted on here as much as I can so you don't have to ask if you don't want to. If you don't like the word 'ovaries' you might want to find another blog...cuz it's mah blog, and I write what I want. (secretly, I don't like the word either).
To end on a happy note, I hope my kid likes fruits and veggies as much as my nephew. To date, he has thrown 3 fits in stores with me because he wants to eat fruit before we buy it.
1st time-fruit stand. He saw blackberries and almost fell out of the cart crying for them.
2nd time-fruit stand. Picked up tomatoes that weren't ours, nor were they paid for, and started eating them like apples. He ate 3 of them. No lie.
3rd time-Walmart. In the check out line. Bananas coming down the conveyor belt and he spots them. Of course the bananas have to be weighed, so I can't just give him one. The bad news was there was still a lady in front of me waiting to check out. He threw some serious fit action right there. Stood up in the cart and freaked out, pointing at the bananas. Children are humiliating, aren't they?
Don't you hate wedgies?
I decorated my house for Halloween this year. Who's proud of me? You should be. Halloween is my least fave, but it's Dan's fave. In an effort to keep my husband happy I give into the Halloween spirit....every other year. I thought my nephew would be scared of all of our decorations, but it looks like I stand alone in the scared department again this year. I do not like the feeling of fear. If there was one feeling I could take away it would be fear. Like the good husband that he is, Dan preys upon my fear of fear. Just the other day while at our friends house he jumped out of a closet and almost made me pee my pants. One of these days he is going to get punched right in the face. It's a natural reflex of mine to start punching when scared....don't say I didn't warn you.
If you haven't already guessed, haunted houses are out of the question in my life. Dan begs every year, and every year I have to tell him the same horrific story from my past......It was 1996 (ok, I don't really know the exact year), my mom has this grand idea, "Lets go to a haunted house!" This wasn't a baby haunted house that the old creepy neighbor next door set up in his garage. This was an old abandoned house on a scary street that you don't even walk down in daylight. The line was long. I remember exactly what I was wearing...an awesome tie dye-ish dress/skirt thing, with white shoes embellished with a bow on the top (it was 1996, give me a friggin break). When it was our turn I was trying to act all calm and cool, but really I was crying and screaming inside wishing I were dead. We had my brother and sister and some of their friends with us, so I had to be the cool little sister, right? This fasad only worked for .42 seconds. Someone started chasing after me with a chain saw and as I ran I lost one of my awesome shoes. Somehow I ended up losing my family and trying to go back for my shoe but there were so many people I couldn't make my way back, plus this freak was about to chainsaw my face off. Somehow I ended up "behind the scenes" of this freak show, standing next to a guy in a scary mask behind black sheets. He was trying to help me, but he was scaring the pee right out of me. I was crying...scratch that....WHALING for my mom & my shoe. Finally my mom realizes that her last born child might be dead and she comes back to find me. She's laughing hysterically at my hysterical-ness and tries telling me to come with her. The music and the chain saws in our faces are so loud that she can't hear me telling her that my shoe is lost. So she's pulling me toward her and I am pulling back (does this sound like a nightmare to anyone else?!). Finally Freddy Krueger brings me my shoe, and we escaped with our lives flashing before our eyes. I cried the whole way home, I'm sure of it.
If that story doesn't get Dan off my back, then I just lay it out for him..... "I'm sorry honey, haunted houses were not listed in our vows." He hasn't caught on to the fact that we never said vows...shhhhh.
Speaking of 1996, remember penny loafers? All the cool kids had them. I actually saw an older man wearing penny loafers with the pennies in them. I almost burst out laughing. Who does that? I had to look at his shirt to make sure it wasn't a Hypercolor T-shirts.
Remember hypercolor T-shirts? Can we say awesome? I haven't seen anyone wearing one of those as of late, but if you stick around long enough you might find me wearing one. Those were/are the coolest shirts ever made.
My Bff from work is starting a bunco group and I will be gracing her with my presence. I'll keep you posted on all the cool stuff I win. It should be fun!
On Monday Dan called me from work and said, "I cannot leave work." Usually he says this when they are in the middle of ping pong or basketball game. Apparently they were having an open house for the community to come check out the fire department. They had mock rooms set up in the parking lot, and charged hose laying out so Dan couldn't back out. Poor dude had to stay at work 3 extra hours. I don't think it bothered him too much, they ate pizza and lit things on fire the whole time. Freakin pyromaniacs I tell you.
We found out yesterday that Adyson is going to be a mermaid for Halloween. My mom asked her if she had her costume and she said "yes I DO" all matter of fact-like. My mom asked her if she was going to wear a wig and Ady said her mom told her she was going to have pink hair. My mom asked how she was going to get it pink and she said, "well, I guess we'll just have to paint it." Her voice is so cute, I wish I could record everything she says.
I came home the other day to a SPOTless house and roses from the Mister. He even vacuumed! Could I have a better husband?! Nah. Speaking of good husbands, I just found out the other day that he is 29, not 28! HOW did I miss a year? ugh. Worst wife award goes to J-Fish. I have plans up my sleeve for the big 3-0....you just wait. Bad wife award will be off my record soon enough!
Today was a weird day. Bittersweet if you will. I went to my doctor begging him to give me a baby....ok maybe I wasn't that blunt. Could infertility be any more expensive? I kid you not I was in his office 15 minutes and I had to give him 100 of my (husbands) hard earned dollars. And that's the cheapest part of it! All he said was "endometriosis my friend, endotmetriosis." Those weren't his exact words, I just kind of summed up those 15 minutes for you. Laparoscopy will be in my near future. Boooo for infertility. The sweet part of my day was the fact that I have somewhat of an answer to my "why no baby?" question. I just hoped it involved Clomid instead of surgery. Beggars can't be choosers I suppose.
I know some of you have told me you feel out of the loop and/or are scared to ask about my bum ovaries. I'll keep you posted on here as much as I can so you don't have to ask if you don't want to. If you don't like the word 'ovaries' you might want to find another blog...cuz it's mah blog, and I write what I want. (secretly, I don't like the word either).
To end on a happy note, I hope my kid likes fruits and veggies as much as my nephew. To date, he has thrown 3 fits in stores with me because he wants to eat fruit before we buy it.
1st time-fruit stand. He saw blackberries and almost fell out of the cart crying for them.
2nd time-fruit stand. Picked up tomatoes that weren't ours, nor were they paid for, and started eating them like apples. He ate 3 of them. No lie.
3rd time-Walmart. In the check out line. Bananas coming down the conveyor belt and he spots them. Of course the bananas have to be weighed, so I can't just give him one. The bad news was there was still a lady in front of me waiting to check out. He threw some serious fit action right there. Stood up in the cart and freaked out, pointing at the bananas. Children are humiliating, aren't they?
Don't you hate wedgies?
Wednesday, October 6, 2010
Once a weeker rears its ugly head
My grand idea of the 'Once a Weeker' has really fallen off the face of the earth the last couple of months. Summer is busy, isn't it? There were so many times that I thought "I should blog about that" but I never did. Shame on me. I will try my hardest to remember what has happened. It's been a good summer, but I am ready for the fall. I love fall. I love the cool weather & the changing of the leaves. Dan drives through a canyon to get to work. During this time of year he comes home every few days and tells me how the colors have changed and how awesome it looks. We usually take a drive up Ogden Canyon and down the North Ogden divide, and it always reminds me of how much Heavenly Father loves us.
Labor day weekend we found ourselves in Heber City hanging out with the fam and helping my uncle lay cement for his boat to park on. Like the dumb dumbs that we are, we forgot our camera. It was a fun time. Josh, Michelle, and Adyson came and we loved having them! We took Ady & Zayden to the swiss days parade where they got too much candy. On our way to the parade a deer ran across the road right in front of us and Ady said "awww that was so adorable!" She cracks us up. When the parade was over Ady called her dad:
Ady: We got so much candy Dad, guess how many?
Josh: How many?
Ady: FIVE
Grandma: Million
Ady: (laughing) YEAH, five MILLIOOOON.
Adyson is always wanting to please her daddy and always makes sure he is ok and happy. After the cement was poured Josh was sore so Ady said "I am going to go stretch my daddy's legs for him." After we had all the fun we could have, we went to the Outlet mall in Park City so Josh and Michelle could find Ady some clothes for preschool. My brother picked out some pants for her to try on and at first she was not too thrilled about the idea of trying stuff on, but after she put the pants on and Josh told her how much he loved them she was hooked! She kept putting things on and asking me "Do you think my dad is going to love this too?" She loves the mirror. She put her hand on her hip, and twirled, and bent over, and posed with every outfit. She's such a doll, I miss her already.
The weekend before Labor Day we went to a family reunion for my grandpa's side of the family. It was actually a lot more fun than we thought. It was very humid and warm though. They had a lady come sing country music...she was good if you didn't look at her. She made THE WEIRDEST face when she sang...I couldn't tell if she was having a bowel movement or what. Other than that, she was great. They also had a magician come. Zayden loved him. He couldn't take his eyes off of his tricks. Afterwards he let all of the kids pet the bunny and bird. Zayden thought it was pretty cool, I thought it was gross and immediately needed to find hand sanitizer.
Dan is still working up in the valley. He has been at the other station up there for awhile now, and he is so ready for a change. He's tired of the valley, tired of some of the people. In December they are doing shift bids which means they will get to choose which station they want to be at for the next 2 years. Hopefully he gets what he wants.
Here's my negative rant for this post........Twice this summer we have ordered from Bountiful Baskets. Have you heard of this? It's a fad...Utahns are always looking for new fads, aren't they? I don't consider myself a Utahn, but I fell into the hype of it all. I admit, the thought of getting all of these awesome fruits and veggies was amazing in my mind. After all, we love summer and fall for all of the garden goodness! It turned out to be the biggest waste of $33.48 I have ever wasted! The tomatoes were the worst tomatoes known to man. They were as crunchy as an apple. GROSS! Both times they gave us 16 plums......16! Who eats 16 plums before they go bad? Dan loves plums...but he doesn't love 32 plums. The lettuce was fine. Lettuce is lettuce. I don't even want to get into the 8 mango's we threw away or the green oranges or the hard as rock nectarines. Who are these people and why are they recommending something like this to me???? Bottom line is, all of this stuff is in season and should be very tasty and ripe....everything we got was not ripe and had been refrigerated which is a no no with most fruits and some veggies. I highly un-recommend this.
A few weeks ago we went to a summer party for Dan's work. Ah, work parties....who thought of those? They had a BBQ and a raffle. We won two hair cuts......that expired in March. Awesome.
At the fist of the summer Joni and I took Zayden to get his pictures taken by a lady that she hired, Mel Howlett Photography. We had one hour to get good shots....that seems adequate, right? We were so disappointed in this lady. All she kept saying to Zayde was "boo". He was so over that after the third time. I decided that we were paying good money for this, so I danced around and made Zayden smile. Pretty much she should have paid me because I was doing her job. We got some really cute shots of him, but her editing is terrible. His face is whited out in all of them. He looks albino. I KINDLY emailed her and asked her if she could darken the images a smidgen. She replied very coarsely and said that she would edit ours after she edited 22 other peoples. Which by my calculations would have been 1.5 years before my sister got pictures back. lol. People kill me. I think she realized she was being an imbecile because she wrote back 2 hours later and said she would edit a few of our favorites if I emailed them to her. What has happened to customer service? If you were trying to run a business wouldn't you try to make sure your customers were happy before they left your door step with a CD full of pictures? Yikesoid.
In July we went to Bearlake with my BFF from work and her boyfriend Ryster (ok, his name is Ryan and he has no idea I call him Ryster...shhh.) It was a little windy...to say the least. Our tent almost blew away, and our pillows got soaked by the rain. Our tin foil dinners burnt because it was raining so hard we couldn't leave the tent to check on them. We even had to have family prayer inside our tent because we were getting scared....when I say "we" I mean Krista and me. The boys were acting all tough, but they were really peeing their pants, I know it. Needless to say Dan was very un impressed by his first experience at Bearlake. I am determined to make him love it like I do. So next year there will be a cabin and some wave runners in the mix.
We made our usual trek to Cleveland (rocks) for the 24th of July. Always a good time there.
We ate lamb, sat and talked on grandma's grass for hours, climbed up the telephone pole.....yeah...I'm not sure why either...ate, ate, ate, people watched, and watched babies get thrown from laundry baskets during the races. Ahhh, it's a great life, isn't it?
In August we went to the Powder mountain motocross with the Stevenson's. We sat by the finish line because it had the biggest jump by it. Pretty cool to see. I'd totally biff it if I were to try anything like that.
This year we are heading down to A.Z. land for Halloween. Halloween=one of my least favorite holidays..but it comes once a year so I better start loving it. I'm not the type that likes to dress up I guess....unless I get to be this
Many more things have happened but they're not comin to me. 2010 was a good summer. Bring on Fall!....and bring on tons of pictures!
Lovin her Tinker Bell pj's
Could she be any cooler?
We took her to DI one night. She cried the whole way there because she didn't want to go. She was so tired of being in the car. Once we got there she didn't want to leave. These glasses were her idea.
Adorable even when he hair is a mess.
So proud of those 2 in 1 glassses
Petting the bird at the family reunion
The magician gave him a sword
He can't take his eyes off all the mad tricks that magician was pullin out
How cute is his arm resting on Dan's shoulder? he loves his uncle Dan. He gets hyper when he is around. Surprised?
My grandpa is on the right, his brother is on the left, I have no idea who is in the middle =)
There was a bird singing in the tree
Grandma and Dano...pretty sure they were laughing at the singers face. Why didn't I get a picture of her?!
Typical faces. haha!
Zayden LOVED the root beer dry ice
Ahahahaha how cute is that?
The Hogs and Hydrants softball game (I blogged about it awhile ago, but never posted a picture) They won! Way fun game!
Labor day weekend we found ourselves in Heber City hanging out with the fam and helping my uncle lay cement for his boat to park on. Like the dumb dumbs that we are, we forgot our camera. It was a fun time. Josh, Michelle, and Adyson came and we loved having them! We took Ady & Zayden to the swiss days parade where they got too much candy. On our way to the parade a deer ran across the road right in front of us and Ady said "awww that was so adorable!" She cracks us up. When the parade was over Ady called her dad:
Ady: We got so much candy Dad, guess how many?
Josh: How many?
Ady: FIVE
Grandma: Million
Ady: (laughing) YEAH, five MILLIOOOON.
Adyson is always wanting to please her daddy and always makes sure he is ok and happy. After the cement was poured Josh was sore so Ady said "I am going to go stretch my daddy's legs for him." After we had all the fun we could have, we went to the Outlet mall in Park City so Josh and Michelle could find Ady some clothes for preschool. My brother picked out some pants for her to try on and at first she was not too thrilled about the idea of trying stuff on, but after she put the pants on and Josh told her how much he loved them she was hooked! She kept putting things on and asking me "Do you think my dad is going to love this too?" She loves the mirror. She put her hand on her hip, and twirled, and bent over, and posed with every outfit. She's such a doll, I miss her already.
The weekend before Labor Day we went to a family reunion for my grandpa's side of the family. It was actually a lot more fun than we thought. It was very humid and warm though. They had a lady come sing country music...she was good if you didn't look at her. She made THE WEIRDEST face when she sang...I couldn't tell if she was having a bowel movement or what. Other than that, she was great. They also had a magician come. Zayden loved him. He couldn't take his eyes off of his tricks. Afterwards he let all of the kids pet the bunny and bird. Zayden thought it was pretty cool, I thought it was gross and immediately needed to find hand sanitizer.
Dan is still working up in the valley. He has been at the other station up there for awhile now, and he is so ready for a change. He's tired of the valley, tired of some of the people. In December they are doing shift bids which means they will get to choose which station they want to be at for the next 2 years. Hopefully he gets what he wants.
Here's my negative rant for this post........Twice this summer we have ordered from Bountiful Baskets. Have you heard of this? It's a fad...Utahns are always looking for new fads, aren't they? I don't consider myself a Utahn, but I fell into the hype of it all. I admit, the thought of getting all of these awesome fruits and veggies was amazing in my mind. After all, we love summer and fall for all of the garden goodness! It turned out to be the biggest waste of $33.48 I have ever wasted! The tomatoes were the worst tomatoes known to man. They were as crunchy as an apple. GROSS! Both times they gave us 16 plums......16! Who eats 16 plums before they go bad? Dan loves plums...but he doesn't love 32 plums. The lettuce was fine. Lettuce is lettuce. I don't even want to get into the 8 mango's we threw away or the green oranges or the hard as rock nectarines. Who are these people and why are they recommending something like this to me???? Bottom line is, all of this stuff is in season and should be very tasty and ripe....everything we got was not ripe and had been refrigerated which is a no no with most fruits and some veggies. I highly un-recommend this.
A few weeks ago we went to a summer party for Dan's work. Ah, work parties....who thought of those? They had a BBQ and a raffle. We won two hair cuts......that expired in March. Awesome.
At the fist of the summer Joni and I took Zayden to get his pictures taken by a lady that she hired, Mel Howlett Photography. We had one hour to get good shots....that seems adequate, right? We were so disappointed in this lady. All she kept saying to Zayde was "boo". He was so over that after the third time. I decided that we were paying good money for this, so I danced around and made Zayden smile. Pretty much she should have paid me because I was doing her job. We got some really cute shots of him, but her editing is terrible. His face is whited out in all of them. He looks albino. I KINDLY emailed her and asked her if she could darken the images a smidgen. She replied very coarsely and said that she would edit ours after she edited 22 other peoples. Which by my calculations would have been 1.5 years before my sister got pictures back. lol. People kill me. I think she realized she was being an imbecile because she wrote back 2 hours later and said she would edit a few of our favorites if I emailed them to her. What has happened to customer service? If you were trying to run a business wouldn't you try to make sure your customers were happy before they left your door step with a CD full of pictures? Yikesoid.
In July we went to Bearlake with my BFF from work and her boyfriend Ryster (ok, his name is Ryan and he has no idea I call him Ryster...shhh.) It was a little windy...to say the least. Our tent almost blew away, and our pillows got soaked by the rain. Our tin foil dinners burnt because it was raining so hard we couldn't leave the tent to check on them. We even had to have family prayer inside our tent because we were getting scared....when I say "we" I mean Krista and me. The boys were acting all tough, but they were really peeing their pants, I know it. Needless to say Dan was very un impressed by his first experience at Bearlake. I am determined to make him love it like I do. So next year there will be a cabin and some wave runners in the mix.
We made our usual trek to Cleveland (rocks) for the 24th of July. Always a good time there.
We ate lamb, sat and talked on grandma's grass for hours, climbed up the telephone pole.....yeah...I'm not sure why either...ate, ate, ate, people watched, and watched babies get thrown from laundry baskets during the races. Ahhh, it's a great life, isn't it?
In August we went to the Powder mountain motocross with the Stevenson's. We sat by the finish line because it had the biggest jump by it. Pretty cool to see. I'd totally biff it if I were to try anything like that.
This year we are heading down to A.Z. land for Halloween. Halloween=one of my least favorite holidays..but it comes once a year so I better start loving it. I'm not the type that likes to dress up I guess....unless I get to be this
Many more things have happened but they're not comin to me. 2010 was a good summer. Bring on Fall!....and bring on tons of pictures!
Can you tell that everyone is exhuasted?
Lovin her Tinker Bell pj's
Could she be any cooler?
We took her to DI one night. She cried the whole way there because she didn't want to go. She was so tired of being in the car. Once we got there she didn't want to leave. These glasses were her idea.
Adorable even when he hair is a mess.
So proud of those 2 in 1 glassses
Petting the bird at the family reunion
The magician gave him a sword
He can't take his eyes off all the mad tricks that magician was pullin out
How cute is his arm resting on Dan's shoulder? he loves his uncle Dan. He gets hyper when he is around. Surprised?
My grandpa is on the right, his brother is on the left, I have no idea who is in the middle =)
There was a bird singing in the tree
Grandma and Dano...pretty sure they were laughing at the singers face. Why didn't I get a picture of her?!
Typical faces. haha!
Zayden LOVED the root beer dry ice
Ahahahaha how cute is that?
The Hogs and Hydrants softball game (I blogged about it awhile ago, but never posted a picture) They won! Way fun game! Dan
Trendyn came to play! These two got SO dirty within minutes!
I'm so glad I finally got this posted! I've been working on it since 9/7!
Monday, September 6, 2010
What Happened in Vegas?
I left for Vegas with money in my pocket and came home with a negative balance in my pocket. Dang those penny slots. Luckily I came home with a fantastic new sister in law to make up for it. I'd take her over winning money any day. (Shhhh, don't tell the slot machine that.) There is one exception to that....if I won 266 million dollars I would have to betray her. But only for like 5 minutes until I could buy her back with my new found wealth.
We called Ceasers Palace, Little Ceasers no less than 64 times each. The coolest part is that we didn't even correct ourselves most of the time.
Highlight of the trip was when my brother fainted at breakfast. My mom and I were walking away from the cashier to be seated and we turned around to see why Josh wasn't following us. He was standing there swaying and sweating. Then he collapsed. My mom and I tried holding him up, but he fell to a squat. Then the Chinese lady that worked there said "I call security, I call security." We assured her that he was fine....mortified, but fine. We walked a few steps and he kept saying "I'm fine", but I knew he was not fine. I could tell by the sweat dripping off his face that he was not fine. I sat him down at a table and I'm pretty sure he passed out again. Pretty much everyone in the restaurant was staring at this point. We finally got to our seat and got him some water and he felt better. I diagnosed him with dehydration and food poisoning from a hot dog he ate the night before. (Who the freak eats a hot dog in Las Vegas?!). Josh was so embarrassed. He said "Everyone in here is thinking I'm wasted at 10am"...but I bet he's not embarrassed that I'm writing this for all three of you to read.The funny part is that the night before while we were at the Mirage, Michelle had the exact same thing happen to her...except she let go of her pride and sat down before she fainted. Both of them got really bad stomach aches, then started getting really hot, then felt like they were going to faint. Luckily they both survived, and no one fainted at the alter. Whew!
We got to meet Michelle's sister and her cousin. One is a cop, one is a chiropractor. I usually don't like to be in the presence of cops, but she's actually pretty cool. I got to ask her questions like, "how fast can I go without getting a ticket?" "If you pulled me over for my tags being expired by 6 days would you give me a ticket?" (BTW, the answers were 10, and no.....I will find the shemale cop that gave me the 6 day over ticket and smack her, then pull her braided pony tail). At one point all seven of us smashed into my mom's Altima and drove around LV trying to find this casino my brother recommended....(when I say 'we all smashed into the car' I mean 'they all smashed into the car.' I was sitting in the front seat quite comfy, while they were in the back sweating and swearing). Most people would call 7 people in a 5 person car "illegal", I call it "we have a firefighter AND a cop in this car...there is NO WAY we're getting a ticket no matter what we do!"
We watched karaoke at Buffalo Bills. Played roulette for the first time, lost at roulette for the first time. Consumed second hand smoke by the gallons full. Couldn't breath by the end of the trip...or for five days afterwards. Ate at the planet hollywood buffet (delish). Swam in the shark tank at the Golden Nugget. Got lost. Shopped at the outlets. Went to M&M world. Saw the lions at the MGM. Watched the fountains at the Bellagio. Got yelled at by an angry black woman...yeah I was scared. Walked and walked and walked.
Boo for losing!
Some guy offered to take our picture....weird how his blurry drunkenness showed through the camera.
Now we're laughing at him because he has no idea how to take a picture.
Dan took the picture.....with sober eyes.
Dan's face=awesome
Silvester Stallone was 12 inches away from us! He was walking really fast.
Picking Dan's nose with lobsterThe screening of The Expendables movie was being shown at Planet Hollywood. Dan waited around for an hour and half to get a peek of the stars! Sylvster Stallone, Jason Statham, Jet Li, Dolph Ludgren, Mickey Rourke & Arnold Schwarzenegger
Gaylord Restaraunt
Superman walking around all cool like..
Something about M&M world makes you do gay things.
M&M's anyone? Only $14.99 per pound!
I totally didn't plan the shirt....no, seriously, I didn't.
Mom's BF
The Flamingo buffet had cotton candy. Pretty awesome if you ask me.
Sharks at the Golden Nugget
Buggy with a side cart..not for me.
Gaylord Restaraunt
Superman walking around all cool like..
Something about M&M world makes you do gay things.
M&M's anyone? Only $14.99 per pound!I totally didn't plan the shirt....no, seriously, I didn't.Mom's BFThe Flamingo buffet had cotton candy. Pretty awesome if you ask me.Sharks at the Golden NuggetBuggy with a side cart..not for me.I bet you're wondering why there are no wedding pictures on here? 2 reasons
Numero 1-We were running late and forgot the camera in the hotel room, OK?
2- They don't allow camera's anywhere near the chapel. I'm pretty sure they will taze you if you try bringing one in.
I will scan one in when my mom's gets hers in the mail.
Had a great time..but I don't think I'll be visiting Vegas for many years. Twice in two years is plenty for this old soul
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