Tuesday, March 31, 2009

BYU, Southern Virginia, BYU-Idaho, BYU-Hawaii, and all the other not-really-Mormon-but-basically-are schools are the schools I am talking about.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but not being allowed to wear flip flops or pajama pants to class seems pretty lame to me. Being told how late you can stay up, no boys past midnight (cause that's when the Spirit goes to sleep), etc.... these things are all ridiculous. I'm probably going to get yelled at for saying such things but once again, I don't care.

I guess that's why we have freedom of choice. That doesn't mean I can't talk schmack about it. I mostly hate that it's so controlled. I'm not a controlled kind of person. Maybe that's why I went to Northern Arizona University (which is NOT a hippie school by the way).

BYU-Hawaii is the exception to the lack of cultural diversity. There, over 50% of the population is international. At the other schools you are most likely to find students to be cut out from the same mold. White, Mormon, etc... That's fine, if you're into that.

When I lived in PA, I tried to convince all of my college age friends NOT go to the BYU's. It didn't work. Then I realized that for them, attending a school with more than 1 person who believes the same as they do, would be pretty awesome. So I do get it. I really do. It's just not for me.

So now my heart is totally softened. My friend takes pictures for people who have lost their baby. I'm sad now. So I'm gonna end this post. Till later that is...

Monday, March 30, 2009

So first and foremost, I have a baby in my lap. I am typing around her. It's a good time. IS this what people do? I guess so.

I finally got my camera charger back. My photo skills will be appearing soon.

I love the government. They are giving us some money back. It's a miracle. I can get all the toilet paper I need. We actually are down to our last roll again. We need to go incidental shopping tonight. I'm also out of laundry detergent and fabric softener and dishwashing soap. So pretty much I can't do any chores. Its really sad. Oh wait, no it's not.

I love my babies. They are so freaking cute. I kind of feel like Jackson is gonna be famous which translates as "Jackson is going to make me rich." He is such a sweet boy. He sings "Do Re Me Fa So La Ti Do" except he only does every other one. He is pretty on tune too. Smarty. Can someone help me with my punctuation in the above paragraph. I know my quotarions are wrong. Help.

Sadie is a little loveboat. We call her Sadielynn Faye. I'm thinking of changing it officially. I have to change her social security card anyway because it says Sadie Kaye. See, am I supposed to put quotations around that? I need to reread my Wadsworth handbook.

David and Adam are also gonna be famous which again translates as David and Adam are going to make me rich. I helped come up with their new band name. I'm not ready to reveal it yet though. Would anyone in Thatcher (or surrounding areas) like to attend their show? I have details if you are interested. Yeah. They are THAT famous.

I have to go change the exploding diaper that Sadie is sharing with me RIGHT THIS SECOND. Oh my gosh. Freaking out. I'll see you later.

P.S. Thank you for all the sweet wishes on our anniversary. And the other anniversary. You are all very sweet.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

It's me and David's 4th anniversary. Don't worry he forgot. Not really though. He just forgot to say it this morning. He said he thought about it all night and then when I said it first today, he was so upset. It was cute. We celebrate tomorrow though. It's gonna be fun. I've thought about what happened 4 years ago on this day and it is seriously my most favorite day in the world.

Everything was perfect. Pretty much no one's wedding day was or will be as good as ours. Sorry. We are just to fabulous to be beat. lol. Him and I waited so long to be together forever. We started dating before his mission (I know right?) and then lasted the entire two years (sort of). Didn't take long for us to get engaged and married after he got home. It was a long 5 month engagement. ha ha.

We all know that the ceremony is the most important part but the reception... that's the fun part. I didn't get to eat any of the food that was served. Does anyone know what we had? I was too busy dancing the night away. SO fun! I'm so thankful to everyone that was there. I remember it like it was yesterday.

Most people write a long list of what they love about their spouse but I am not gonna do that. It's too cheesy for my liking. Everyone already knows how wonderful my man is.

Okay so on to other things.

We have two babies now. In four years, two babies. Is that a lot? I sort of think so. I am grateful for them. They are cute.

On to other things.

This time of year is such a strange time for me. I love it because it's springtime, it's a fresh start. It's a time for celebration of the flowers and the love and the marraige. But it's also a time of sadness of sorts. My dad passed away three years ago at this time. We don't know for sure the day (we picked the 25th although I think it was the 24th). It's super hard. More recently though, I have decided to instead mourn his loss, celebrate his life. He really changed.
la la la
I grew up not really knowing my dad. He was gone a lot on trips for work. When I was 11, my parents divorced and we moved to AZ. I saw him occasionally when he would travel to see us or when we would go to Utah to see him.

He moved to AZ to be with us (my sisters and I). He changed his life. He spent some time with Steph in Phoenix and then came to Chino to work and be with us. He was staying at our house until he moved into a trailer near the site he would be working on for David's dad. He was a backhoe operator. An AMAZING one. David and I left for the weekend, it being first anniversary. We came home on a Saturday evening to find him on our couch. Peacefully asleep. Or so I thought. He wouldn't wake up from that sleep though. I can't tell you how hard that day was for me.

If anyone else were to say this to me, I would want to hit them but I can say it now and feel good. It was his time. He accomplished what he needed to do. He came to us, he loved us, he moved forward. And he went home.

I kept a bunch of his stuff. Included in the pile of papers he had were numerous notes from doctors saying he needed to be in a wheelchair. He was constantly in so much pain. He wrote a letter to someone explaining how hard it was for him to do simple stuff like tie his shoes (which I think is part of the reasons he wore moccasins everywhere) yet he would get down and play with his granddaughter. I'm sure that Heavenly Father was aware of his pain.

Ross (David's dad) told us later that he had approached him to ask him when church was because he was planning on going on Sunday to surprise me. He never did get the chance. When we found him, inside his overnight bag were his scriptures, his moccasins and some shirts...the essentials. Oldies were playing in the background and his dartboard was hanging on the wall. I'm thankful for that.

I love my dad. I miss him but I am SO happy for him. I am sure he is loving his life right now. I am grateful for the knowledge I have of the plan God has for us. I have never had such a strong testimony for the plan of salvation than I do now.

If you have a chance, listen to this song. It's called "I'm Movin' On" by Rascal Flatts. He said it was his song.

I love everyone. Thank you for being there for me.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

In the past, I have used my Myspace blog for my "real life" blogs. I think I am sort of over that though. It's time for me to be real in all things. My Myspace blogs are always super random, very honest, and not very long. I think I'll start doing that here.

At church today (I've been going by myself for the last two weeks because David has been out of town), I sat in the mothers room with a girl who told me she wanted to have 10 or 12 kids. She was serious. I almost laughed outloud when she said that until I realized she was serious. I kept my mouth shut though. I'm happy for people that are natural moms. I really do think there is such a thing.

Sadie is a real baby now. She isn't even newborn. I hate that I don't have good pictures of the last two months of her life. I wish I did. However, I think I will be over that soon since my wonderful Mil was willing to pick up my camera's battery charger from Picsag and Asian's house. She is so wonderful.

My anniversary is this week. Four whole years. I know right? What is one supposed to get? I don't think you get anything till your 5 year anniversary right? And even then isn't it paper or something? I'm gonna go look. Ooooh I'm a winner. It's flowers this year. Your first year is when you get paper. NICE! This is where I found my info. I hope it's right.

Okay. I have to go do the dishes now since Chelsi refuses.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

So I totally haven't blogged on Myspace in forever. I don't have anything good to say except that I am really sick. So is the rest of my family .It's sad. And sad.
I also am angry at my parents. I can't really stand them. Weird.
I want to be skinny but don't have the desire to do anything about it. Yet.
That's all. I'm sweating to badly to write anymore. Plus I have to go take care of business if you know what I mean. The gross kind. The being sick kind. Yeah. TMI. Anyway.

Sunday, March 15, 2009

To those of you who have babies on your mind and

have tried, not succeeded, are with, are still trying, have lost, have grieved, can't, and do have...

To you I say, I feel.

I am not gonna say I understand, or that I'm sorry, or congratulations.

It is so amazing to me how things work. I have friends dealing with each stage of babyhood. We each deal in our own way. We each see different things. And so with you today (or tonight) just know that I am thinking of you.

Whether you are grieving the loss of your miscarriage, celebrating your pregnancy, loving your kids, hating your kids, crying over infertility, hating, laughing, shouting, or smiling.... remember that I have thought of you. Really.

Someone else is too.

Sorry to be all emotional and things. I just feel so overwhelmed with emotions of all kinds. I love everyone.

Friday, March 13, 2009

Here is a picture of: Something New

I've NEVER ever in my life wanted a minivan. In fact, I told David more than one time I would NEVER ever own one. But I've changed my mind. He hasn't. He said he won't let me get one. But I want this one. No, it's not my own picture but my camera is still broken. Isn't it beautiful?

This is a funny story. It's probably not going to be funny to you.

Chelsi and I watched our niece Em yesterday. She walked downstairs to find Emilee coming into the room with a rag. Chelsi looked over at Sadie (who used to be sleeping) and saw her face pretty much covered in pudding. Emilee had attempted to "share" her chocolate pudding with her cousin. It was so funny. Sadie had pudding on and in her nose. I was cracking up!!! Sadie the brown noser. Hope she enjoyed her first taste of chocolate. Oh wait. It's her second. Anyway, it was cute.

I had a massage today. A free one. I know right? I guess I am super awesome. I wonder if it is weird for massage therapists to massage naked people they don't know. She told me a lot of things that I didn't even know (regarding reflexology). I'm totally a believer.

It's time for me to go watch a "show" with Jackson. He loves the Backyardigans. Can someone send me their crib matress? We need another one. Thanks.

Wednesday, March 11, 2009

I was just reading the blog of a friend of mine and am here to express my gratitude for my babies who don't mind diaper changing. I've heard of a few babies that don't like their diaper changed and mine have never had a problem. So lucky. Yeah. That's right. I'm better than you. Just kidding!!!

You know you're a mom when you blog about diaper changing.

I also wanted to write another "You know you're something when.." kind of blog. The title shall be called, You Know You are a Popular Mom Blogger When:

Your title has something to do with being a diva, a (insert noun)-a-holic, or the word savvy.

You do giveaways

You have a link to all of those super awesome mommy blogs and they give you awards

You have html code available for a banner that links back to your blog

Your blog has been customized by someone other than yourself

You make money from your blog

Your visitor count is over 4 people a day

You think you are all that

You get more than 2 comments per post

I hate those kinds. Maybe cause I am jealous. Yeah that's it. Oh well. I'm special in my own way. I love everyone.

Jackson is freaking cute. He loves drinks, Cars, and his blanket. Sadie is wonderful too. She sings so beautifully, is almost sitting up, and I can put her hair into a tiny ponytail on top of her head. Muy Bueno.

Saturday, March 7, 2009

I'm alone. Not really. It's quiet though. David went up to southern Utah with his dad this weekend. That means I have had the kids all by myself for the past couple of days. We've done well. Chelsi has been here some of the time which is always SO helpful. I did put them both to bed on both nights and I must say that I am proud.

I miss him though.

We had dinner tonight for Darrell. It was his birthday on the 5th. He's an amazing man. So kind and thoughtful. I made Cherry Chip cake for him because it's his favorite. No one ate it. That made me sad. We ate at the Texas Roadhouse. Everyone was mad because I forgot the discount card. I'm out of cash dollars. I can't find my debit card and David is gone with his therefore if I need anything, I can't get it. It's sort of scary.

I don't ever want to be one of those people that is always so down. I don't want to be one of those people that is always so happy either. I want to be real.

I'm struggling with myself right now. Somehow I can't find the time to work out, but I can find the time to eat a piece of cake or drink a milkshake. What happened to motivation? I want to start going to Al-Anon meetings again. Those were the good days.

While I am grateful so much for my family, I wish they were different. We don't rely on each other enough. We can't depend on each other without strings attached. I hate that.

I want to move away again. I love being here but I want to be away. It's so weird all these feelings I have.

Sometimes I wish I was the blogger that wrote about my day and the events and things like that, but I'm not. I'm more of a feelings blogger. I don't really know if that's good or bad. My blog isn't private which means anyone can read it. Anyone can know me and my innermost thoughts. Well some of my innermost thoughts. That's sort of creepy but also sort of liberating.

I don't try and be the best at anything. I hope it doesn't seem that way.

Chelsi and I are watching Grey's Anatomy. We love TV on DVD. Does anyone have suggestions for other shows? This is how we roll: We rent whatever is in the center section of Blockbuster because those ones are only $.99. I have found that some of them are labeled "Blockbuster Favorites" which is a stupid way of saying "These cost more money because they are popular". SO they end up being $1.99. I hate that. Therefore we need the following TV's on DVD. If you have them, can I rent them from you for cheaper than a dollar ninety nine a disk? K. We need:

One Tree Hill Season 5
Desperate Housewives Season 5
Will be needing Greys Anatomy Season 3
And any other good ones.

I've personally seen Heroes (except this season), 24 (except this season) and some others. I hate not having DVR and Dish. Ugh.

K. Anyway, ideas anyone?

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

Or maybe it should be "Look at me, I'm eating a roll" or something.

My hands are sweating as I type. I would turn on the air conditioner but we're about out of power. We signed up for M-Power from SRP. Are you familiar? It's actually quite cool. You get power when you need it. You go to the ghetto a.k.a Food City to fill up your little card and then you stick it inside the machine in your house and wa-lah. There's power. We got it because we kept getting behind on our payments so this way, if we run out of money, we run out of power. It's fabulous.

G, you didn't respond to my question about Sunlight. lol. Everyone.... G lives in Alaska. I was wondering how much sunlight she sees everyday. I can't imagine it's much and I imagine it's pretty tough. That rhymes. Anyway, I want her to know that if I could box some of my sunlight up (I live in AZ), I would. I would send you a years supply. Of actual sunlight and the sunlight of my wonderful soul. Lol. Again, I laugh at my own jokes.

For today I am thankful for the nap I took. I laid next to White Chedduh and we slept. She drooled and so did I. We're a match made in heaven.

Also, I was able to be on the grounds of the temple today. It was gorgeous. Jackson went everywhere and Sadie probably will have a sunburn. But it was fun. I loved some of the people I was able to see.

Uh-oh. Popcorn chicken is waking up and the cookies on top of the microwave are calling my name. Much love to my homies.

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

So I STILL can't stop thinking about Del Taco. I'm going to get some. I don't care if you want to judge me. I am going to eat three items. And a soda. Yum. Also, I can't stop thinking about my camera charger. I need it!!!!!

I also hate Verizon. I hate that I pay them a million dollars for a phone (which I hate). We are behind on our payment and they keep sending me nasty text messages. Then they call me from 3 different numbers in hopes that I will miraculously answer (which I don't). Then they leave me half messages. You know the kind that start midway through the PRE-RECORDED message. Lame.

I'm still hungry. Where's Chelsi? She is outside talking on my cell phone. I can't leave the kids all by themselves. Well, I technically could. Then I would probably be charged with neglect or something. They are sleeping though. I want to be sleeping. My little popcorn chicken has been waking up at least three times lately. Yeah, you can't steal those nicknames. Jackson is my white meat chicken nugget, and I figured it was only appropriate that Sadie be the popcorn chicken. We've also given her a rap name. It's White Cheddar. Preferably said "white chedduh". Yeah. I like it.

I'm going to Del Taco now. She is back.

Monday, March 2, 2009

So I have been craving soda lately. I'm back to craving the good stuff... Diet Coke. While pregnant and for a little while after all I wanted was Dr. Pepper. But Lisa is back. Thanks to J and S, I was coaxed into my addiction long ago. When we lived in PA, whenever I hung out with these two ladies we always picked up a Diet Coke wherever we went, whatever we were doing. It's back.

Last night I texted my sister to bring me home a diet coke. At 10 o'clock at night. I told her though, that if she was going to get home after midnight to not worry about it. Luckily, that was the case. Otherwise I would have been up all night... with gas. TMI right? I don't care.

Today though, it's a different story. My nanny (my sister) went to get me one. And a burrito from Del Taco. I'm lucky huh?

So my baby girl is the cutest girl ever. I really miss my camera. I hate that I don't have a month of her life in pictures. Lame. Also, Jackson happens to be the cutest boy in the world as well. Sadie is discovering her hands. She LOVES them. Since she won't take a pacifier, they keep her company instead. She is trying to laugh and smiles all the time. Jackson is so darling. He says "show" when he wants to watch The Backyardigans or Cars. He is starting to repeat everything we say, or at least the last word of the sentence. He is so so so cute. Can't get enough of him. He even puts himself in time out. I try SO hard not to laugh when he does that but Oh em gee, it's cute.

Guess what isn't cute? Me right now. I'm gonna go get ready.