Happy Birthday Mom!

My Mom loves:

Chocolate Cherries

DSW

Shoes

Her Husband

Megan

Garrett

And Lindsay of course!

I LOVE YOU MOM!

Felicity Lover

I just watched a bunch of Felicity episodes. I love that series. Molly introduced the show to me, and I think we watched the whole series together in a matter of weeks. Watching it totally reminded me of the days when we lived together in a hole of an apartment next door to the scary schizophrenic neighbor. Ahhh, those were the days.

Scene from Ben and Felicity's first kiss:



The first time I watched this scene, I think I rewound it and watched it over and over again, at least 50 times. Yep, I'm a nerd.

Horse Stuff

A couple weekends ago we went to my parents house and had a nice huge "dad style" breakfast, and then headed over to the barn. We did a bunch of horse stuff including grooming and feeding Jasper got to even do a little riding.

Jas and I went into the barn to get some oats for the horses, when - TA DA:

A horrible jumping MOUSE!

Of course Jasper wanted to keep it and named it Jumper, because it did a lot of that.

I refused to bring the mouse home, so he had to escort Jumper to his new home in the neighboring field.

Good riddance Jumper!

St. George

This past weekend, we all went to St. George to visit Heather. We had such a great time! I took a ton of pictures, and of course my camera is not letting me upload anything onto the computer for some reason. I'll get them posted eventually.


Some of the highlights of the weekend included:

• Hiking


• Swimming


• Watching "The Apple Dumpling Gang"


• David and Jasper both ate ants. Although not my highlight, definitely Jasper's.


• Visiting Sister, Heather's horse


• Seeing a brand new baby horse at the "Horse Motel" where Sister lives


• Flying paper airplanes


• Playing on two of the many playgrounds in Heather's gated community. One of the playgrounds had a glider - which Jasper LOVED, and the other had a rock climbing wall.


• Playing catch


• Having a picnic

Another of Jasper's highlights was also a gift given to him by Heather.

She gave him The Dangerous Book for Boys by Conn and Hal Iggulden. As soon as he opened the book his eyes got HUGE. It tells boys how to do wonderful things like fold paper airplanes, build a go-cart, what the rules of rugby are, how to use Morse code, how to build a tree house, coin tricks, etc.

One of my favorite parts from the book reads:

ADVICE ABOUT GIRLS

You may already have noticed that girls are quite different fro m you. By this, we do not mean the physical differences, more the fact that they remain unimpressed by your master of a game involving wizards, or your understanding of Morse code. Some will be impressed, of course, but as a general rule, girls do not get quite as excited by the use of urine as a secret ink as boys do.

Piggie

How piggie is it that I ate a whole box of fruit by the foot in less than 5 minutes?

First Baseball Game

Jasper's first baseball game of the season was on Thursday. He's on a team with kids ages 8-12. It was pretty chilly Thursday, but we had fun, and so did Jasper.

First time up to bat, he got to first base because the pitcher hit him with the baseball (this is an actual baseball rule, and not a made up rule for kids baseball, Dave clarified).

Second time up to bat - the same thing happened, and he still has the bruise to prove it.

Third time, he hit the ball right to the pitcher, but the pitcher luckily missed it. He was one of two kids who actually made it to a base by actually hitting the ball, during the whole game! Everyone else made it by getting balls, or being hit.

If I were to play sports, this is the kind of team I would want to be on. Where everyone is bad and they don't care or realize, the game is over in 50 minutes no matter what, and you get a donut at the end.

Oops

When Jasper and I get home from school and work, usually the first thing we do is homework. That is, I ask him what he needs to do, make sure he does it, and help him if he needs it. He is a smart boy, and is great at math. Today I decided to look through his backpack, and I found a flyer for school pictures. "Oh good, school pictures," I thought to myself, "I wonder when those are." I looked closer at the flyer and found that his picture day was actually April 7th, that is YESTERDAY.

Me: Um, Jasper?
Jasper: What?
Me: So, did you know that school pictures were Yesterday?"
Jasper: Yes.
Me: How come you didn't tell me?
Jasper: I didn't know.
Me: Well, did you get your picture taken then?
Jasper: Yes
Me: What were you wearing?
Jasper: That red shirt.
Me: Oh.

Well - lesson learned. Look through the backpack everyday! I had no idea. I hope that his pictures turn out okay.

Boys Are Weird

So it is Saturday morning and I just finished making a french toast breakfast for David and Jasper. They sit down and we start to eat.

Me: I love french toast!
David: I love making farting noises!

He then starts to make farting noises with his hand and armpit, while I give him a look of "what in the heck are you doing?" Jasper also gives him a look and says, "you can't even do it right." He then proceeds to take his left hand in the air, LICKS IT, and then expertly puts his hand in his armpit and makes better sounding farting noises.

WEIRD!

Tagged

I'm finally getting to my sister Staci's tag. So here goes!

Ten years ago I was ……

• 19 years old and finalizing everything for my study abroad program to BYU Jerusalem.
• Working a job from heck to finance said study abroad program (telemarketing torture)

5 things on my to do list today....Well the day is almost over, but 5 things I did were:

• Got to work as close to 7 am as possible (very hard to do for me)
• Made sure Jasper did his homework
• Made dinner (do leftovers count?)
• Dishes
• Showered

Snacks I enjoy. . .

• Fruit rollups
• Yogurt (whips!)
• Chocolate donettes
• Wheat Thins

Bad habits. . .

• Waiting until the very last minute to head out the door for work.
• Scratching my very dry legs
• Not making my bed

5 places I have lived....

• Clinton, UT
• Logan, UT
• New York, NY
• Salt Lake City, UT
• Orange Walk, Belize

Jobs I have had. . .I'm not listing them all, as I've had over 20. Here are some highlights:

• Spanish interpreter for court mandated group therapy
• 411 operator
• Social Security Claims Rep (currently)
• Sandwich maker
• Video Clerk
• Cheese assembly line worker (picture Lucy and Ethel)
• Retail
• Telemarketer!
• Dishwasher

Five things you don’t know about me...

• I love to garden (my family knows this).
• I'm scared to ride horses although I grew up around them and on them.
• I miss travelling
• I HATE to fly
• Pregnancy gives me gross tasting saliva

People I admire....

• All ya'll cuz you read my blog.

I tag. . . whoever is in a blogging rut.

New addition

Some of you may know already, but recently our nephew Jasper has started living with us. His mother is not well enough to care for him for the time being. He's been living with us for a little over week now and we are all adjusting to our new lives. With just the two of us, we'd begun to get pretty lazy and unstructured. I cooked at the very beginning of our marriage, but found that I never had the right ingredients to make dinner when needed so we ended up eating out a lot. Now we have a new reason to cook every night and have family home evenings and family scripture study. So my mom and sister Becky have both been helpful in compiling recipes for me that are easy and delicious, and I did a weeks worth of shopping last Monday night. My cooking isn't too shabby, I must say. Jasper is giving our life some more meaning and we love having him here. Last week we enrolled him in school and Sunday he got to go to his new primary class. He said "That is the smallest primary I've ever seen. Why did you guys move into a house with only old people living next to you?"


Right now David is giving him a haircut. Jasper said he wants it cut "military style" like his Uncle Mark's hairstyle. He also strongly noted "NOT SHAVED!" David said "okay" and gave me the look of "what in the heck is military style?" I warned Jasper, "what if David messes up?" (I should never have put that doubt into his mind, but this stuff is all new to me!) and he looked at me incredulously, "He can do it. David can do everything."

When David was almost done cutting, I said to Jasper "maybe you should just jump into the shower real quick to get all the hair off of you." He didn't seem too keen on that idea and said "OR, I could just dump water on all the hairy parts, and run around outside." Hmmm, which idea will we choose??

Yep, I'm Pregnant

I can finally use the reserved parking spaces that are for expectant mothers at Harmons! I am 11 weeks pregnant. I was sick for the first little while, but the last couple of weeks I have been feeling great. And also feeling very fat. We went to the doctor at 10 weeks and he did an ultrasound. We saw little arm buds and leg buds and the baby was bouncing and moving around. Very cool! I'm looking forward to being big enough to wear maternity clothes, because right now I'm too big for all my regular clothes - none of my pants will button up, but I'm also not big enough for actual pregnancy clothes. Oh well - no big deal.

Both David and I are so excited and cannot wait!

Easily Annoyed

I find myself easily annoyed lately at the dumbest things that people do. I know I should just let these things go and ignore dumb behavior, but I find myself getting so worked up! For example the other day at the movie theater, this guy a row ahead of us and just over to the right kept opening up his cell phone during the movie to text. Now c'mon, is that completely necessary? I don't know about you but if someone opens up their cell phone, I can see the light from it shining brightly even if I am at the very back of the theater and they are at the front. It is annoying, but I should just try and avert my eyes and LET IT GO. But this seems nearly impossible. All I can do is whisper over to David "Do you see that cell phone? How annoying! Can't he just wait until the movie is over? Why is he even paying to see this if all he wants to do is text! Jeesh!" Plus this guy did it over and over throughout the movie and his texting sessions lasted for 2 minute intervals.

Then this last Saturday, David and I were headed up to Layton to help his brother Todd an his wife Heather move into their new home. We got a late start and decided to stop at McDonalds for breakfast. That was our first mistake. It was completely packed! Why was everyone at McDonalds? I mean who goes to McDonalds unless they are on a road trip or wanting a quick breakfast while on their way to Layton to help their brother-in-law move? Well, apparently everyone. We had to wait through a line in our car just to park. Finally I saw a parking spot so I quickly snatched it. After we parked, I noticed the car behind us parked right next to us. An old lady got out of the car and looked right in my window and started shaking her finger. I opened the car door to see what it is she wanted and she snapped "YOU NEED TO TURN ON YOUR BLINKER WHEN YOU TURN INTO A PARKING SPOT!" My first instinct was to laugh, but I held it in and said "OK" and closed my door. What in the heck? I'm sorry, but there was no need to use my blinker when we were going .002 miles an hour in a line around McDonalds to find a parking space!

Thanks for letting me get that off my chest. :)

Peep Lover

There are two kinds of people in the world. Those that love peeps, and those that hate them.

I'm a lover. Usually when I buy a package, I eat the whole thing while I'm still in my car driving home from the supermarket. I've eaten them fresh out of the package, stale, and blown up in the microwave. They are delicious any way for me.

I heard a rumor that my Uncle Steve is also a lover of the peep. Anyone else?

Post game commentary

It is amazing how grown men and women will react when they hear the announcer at the Jazz games say "Jazz fans, let's hear some noise!" or "Ball toss, make some noise!" "Free t-shirt, make some noise!" "On your feet Jazz fans!"

My thoughts at past sporting events to these kind of spirit boosters has always been something like "No, I don't want to make any noise and I'd rather stay in my seat thank you." "Please people in front of me, why don't you just sit down so we can all enjoy the game without having to stand up and sit down over and over again, all game long" "I already have enough t-shirts, but thank you."

Then there is David.

Every time they say "On your feet Jazz fans!" he is up and cheering. He shouts DEFENSE as if the game depended on it during most games. He is up on his feet when he sees the t-shirts falling from the sky with mini parachutes, and especially during sling shot ball tosses.

His enthusiasm has rubbed off on me - kind of. I'll get up every once in a while now. And if I see a frisbee coming in my direction, I won't duck as often. I'll even clap and shout the DEFENSE cheer sometimes too.

Then tonight I noticed myself playing tetris on my cell phone during a very close game in the 4th quarter, and I realized that I will never care about sports like David. It's just not in me!

But I did record the new season of the Bachelor and plan on being a real fan of it all season long.

Out of Ideas

Lately I haven't been able to think of anything good to blog about. Sometimes during the day I'll think of dumb things that really wouldn't be anything interesting, mostly stuff like:

• The crossing guard who waves and smiles every single time I drive by her on my way to work. I know she's trying to be friendly, but it really bugs me. I try to avoid eye contact as she waves frantically, and pretend not to don't see her.
  
  
• I'm sadly very excited for the new season of The Bachelor and The Hills.
  
  
• How much I love popsicles lately.
  
  
• How excited I am for spring and to plant a flower and vegetable garden.
  
  
• I want to make my blog cute, but don't want to have to buy graphics or cute backgrounds. I only want the free stuff.
  
  
• We have a leaky roof.
  
  
• I almost always want to blog about the weird claimants I have to deal with every day, including the grown woman, who in response to a question I asked, folded her arms in a huff, scowled and stared until I had to ask "Does that mean yes or no?" (It meant no).



• The above mentioned lady, kind of looked like this:

I'll spare you from these types of blog posts.

Gma

David's Grandma (more commonly known as Gma) died last week and the funeral was held yesterday. She was 100 years old.

Velda Burnham Bennett (June 19, 1907 - March 1, 2008)

The funeral was nice. David's sister Lynn and brother Mark came in from Ohio, so it has been so nice visiting with them.

When she reached 100 last year, she became a member of the "100 club" and received a certificate from the governor and a letter from President Bush. She even had an article written about her in the newspaper.

One of her favorite things to do was to get her hair done. She used to go weekly, and it was something she loved and looked forward to. She had been going to the same woman for over 20 years named Maddie. And sweet Maddie came and did her hair for the viewing. That was very special.

Gma went back to school at the age of 50 and became a teacher. She then taught for 10 more years. When the article was written about her turning 100, she received a letter from a former 1st grade student, that had her as a teacher in 1965. She said she loved having her as a teacher and became a teacher herself.

She will be missed!

You can read her obituary by clicking here.