Thursday, December 27, 2007

Post Christmas

I hope everyone had a happy Christmas. Our pre-Christmas festivities are here; I'm sure we have a couple of pictures of actual Christmas activities, but they probably aren't that interesting. Who wants to see pictures of newlyweds? No one. It's sickening how cutesy romantic those things get. But give us a few months and we'll have pictures of a baby, so you'll all want to check out the blogs more. :)

So a little end of year reviewing.

Things I did at the beginning of the year that I didn't at the end:

  • Go to school (I've graduated!!)
  • Write in my journal more. I did well up until July or so. I've only written 3 times since September. Dumb, huh?
  • I was the Relief Society Newsletter person until September.
  • Mathematics research.
  • I ran a couple of 5k's this year, but both were earlier in the year.

Things I did at the end of the year that I didn't at the beginning:
  • Taught computers at an elementary school.
  • Be pregnant.
  • Not have homework! Woohoo!
  • Primary pianist
  • Knit more. I've definitely knit more in the last couple of months than I did earlier in the year.
  • I've done more visiting teaching this second half of the year.
Goals for next year:
  • More regular visiting teaching
  • More journal writing!
  • PPH
  • Have a baby. (I don't think I can actually prevent that one from happening at this point).
  • Find a way to make money from home.
  • Lose baby weight + some. I know it takes 9 months to put on and it'll probably take 9 months to get off. So hey, in a year, I'll be back in shape.
  • Actually like running...???? Maybe? I'll see what I can do about that. McKay likes running a lot. I'll see if he has any "happy to go jogging" secrets.
  • Take more pictures.
  • I would really like more upper body strength; it's an area I've always lagged in. Gotta do some pushups!
  • See my grandparents. It's been a while.
And I think that's enough goals. Make too many and I'll disappoint myself. :)

Thursday, December 20, 2007


So today went like this:
Wake up.
Run to the post office.

So basically I was bored to tears. When I got tired of knitting, I checked my email. When I got tired of that, I knitted. McKay was taking finals and I was just sitting here. I feel bad for the baby because usually it gets to hear my voice all day, but today I just sat in the quiet. I sang to the baby a little because I felt bad about it not hearing me.

I even talked to my mom a couple of times and my sister and even my dad once.

I was getting to the point where I was about to call my visiting teachers and ask them to come and sit while I knit so I'm not lonely.

Usually in situations like these, I call Carolyn or somebody. Well, Carolyn had a baby yesterday and her family is in town, so I figured I'd try at a different time. And all the somebodies I know are in school and are either taking finals or studying or have finished and gone home for the holidays. Hooray for college towns. I wonder how many people will be at church on Sunday.

I am so glad that I have a job. I can't imagine doing this every day. I know once I have the baby, I'll be home alone with the baby lots, but at least I'd be able to find people in town in March. Christmas is just a bad time for catching people. And people are probably more willing to come over if you have kids. Who wants to talk to a pregnant woman? Not many people. Who wants to coo over a baby? Pretty much every female I know.

I know, I know. Poor me. I get winter break. Wah wah wah.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

What I was thinking...

... at 10:02 this morning.

"I'm pretty sure this elevator is camera-free."

I then proceeded to dance the twist.

Labor Practice

So yesterday, I finished re-reading Laura Shanley's Unassisted Childbirth. I was thinking about how she had dreams during her pregnancy about birth, and I thought to myself, "I haven't had one of those in a while." Well, then I got one last night. It was strange, though.

In my dream, I was looking down at my belly. I knew in my dream that I was only 6 months along, like I am now, and I knew the baby wasn't ready yet, but I wanted to figure out what position the baby was in (I've been reading lately). For some reason, in my dream, the logical thing to do was to flex my uterus/push, so I did. And immediately, the head was down in my pelvis ready to come out! I knew that it was too soon to have the baby, so I stopped my push and tried to push the baby back up into my abdomen with my hands pressing on my lower belly (like a tube of toothpaste going the wrong way!)

But then I got curious about the baby and birthing, so in my dream, I decided to push again, and again the baby was in my pelvis ready to come out. I must have been sitting or squatting, because I decided on one more little push and it crowned! I saw the face looking at me from in between my legs! It was weird to watch the baby watch me. We just kind of looked at each other for a while.

It was obviously posterior and face-presenting. I really don't think that's even physically possible in real life, but that's what was going on in the dream. In my dream, I questioned if it was ok that she was face-presenting, but I knew immediately that everything was fine. Then the rest of the baby slipped out and I caught her (that's when I realized it was a her). There was no bag of waters, just a baby and a cord. Well, she was really thin and obviously not done developing, so I decided to put her back in.

Yeah. Crazy, huh? So I take her legs and put them together, and shove them right back in! I get the rest of her back in and position her head so that when she came out again, she wouldn't be face-presenting. I could even shape her head with my hand as I put her back in. That kind of felt weird.

Well, then I wanted to birth her again. At this point I knew that she wasn't ready to really come out, but I also knew I could put her back in if I wanted to, so I push her out again. Again she came face-presenting. I don't know how because I had just positioned her head. So I put her back in again and birth her again. Another face.

At this point in my dream, I'm wondering if I've stretched myself out too much: pushing her in and out so many times. I was worried that if I put her in again, she'd just slip right out because I was so stretched! But I put her in again and it was ok.

And then I woke up and thought about what a crazy dream it was.

My over-all impressions: I remember that none of it hurt. It was really nice to birth over and over and get used to it feeling natural and not hurting at all, even though the position would have meant all kinds of back labor for most people. What I remember most was the ease of the birth and how easy I stretched and easy it was for both of us. The baby never cried nor looked upset: just a happy baby practicing her debut.
I don't really think that the baby can be both posterior and face-presenting at the same time (I could be wrong, though), so I don't think that's a predictor of the baby's position. I think the posterior/face-presenting was for my benefit: I looked at her and looked at her and she kept looking at me. It was a nice greeting for the both of us. Maybe it shows I really want to meet this baby or she really wants to meet me, or both.

And for the record, we don't actually know the gender in real life. The baby was a girl in this dream, but has been a boy in other dreams. I think the number of girl dreams outnumber the boy dreams by 2, though. The girl dream was odd because lately I've been thinking of the baby as a boy and now I've switched opinions again. Look for a "contest" in the future about the baby's gender. Probably January.

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

It's my birthday, and I can sigh if I want to...

I didn't say "cry" because I've actually felt really good today (minus that charley horse in my leg at 3:30 this morning).

So now I'm old. Except that I'm not, but I have done some reflecting on what I've done with my life up to this point. What have I done with my life? I stole this list from my sister-in-law, Laura.

What I've done is Bolded.

01. Sang the National Anthem at a public event- (not as the featured singer, but I sang it every time at the BYU football games when I was down on the field for color guard)
02. Swam with wild dolphins
03. Climbed a mountain (hiked one, not really climbed)
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid
06. Held a tarantula (at my Primary teacher's house... I was 7, I think)
07. Won a pie eating contest, or any eating contest (I'm hoping rootbeer float drinking contests count)
08. Said “I love you’ and meant it
09. Hugged a tree (if you haven't, you have no heart)
10. Bungee jumped
11. Visited Paris
12. Watched a lightning storm
13. . Seen the Northern Lights
14.Stayed up all night long and saw the sun rise- I've woken up early for the sunrise, though.
15. Gone to a huge sports game (Go Cougs!)
16. Walked the stairs to the top of the leaning Tower of Pisa
17. Grown and eaten your own vegetables
18. Touched an iceberg
19. Slept under the stars- only ever in a tent
20. Changed a baby’s diaper
21. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon- oh I so want to do that!
22. Watched a meteor shower- I love cosmic events
23. Gotten drunk on slurpees
24. Given more than you can afford to charity-
25. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope- BYU planetarium date
26. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment (probably not the worst, but that silent part in Fellowship of the Ring where the Ringwraiths are about to stab the hobbits in their sleep at the inn---yes. Don't sit by me in the movie theater)
27. Had a food fight
28. Overcome a fear (fear of failing, public speaking, fear of confronting people)
29. Asked out a stranger- but I have said yes to a stranger asking me on a date.
30. Had a snowball fight
31. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can
32. Held a lamb- but I have petted a llama
33. Seen a total eclipse-(through a cardboard box)
34. Ridden a roller coaster
35. Hit a home run (at softball practice...)
36. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking (I was caught by the ESL teacher today doing this)
37. Adopted an accent for an entire day (does SYL at the MTC count?)
38. Actually felt happy about your life
39. Had two hard drives for your computer- I guess partitioned drives don't count
40. Visited all 50 states
41. Can recite something over 100 words long
42. Have amazing friends
43. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country- but a man in Germany did ask me to go with him to his cabin in Ireland...I didn't go, though.
44. Watched wild whales
45. Stolen a sign- crosswalk flags probably don't count
46. Backpacked in Europe
47. Taken a road-trip
48. Gone rock climbing
49. Midnight walk on the beach
50. Gone sky diving
51. Visited Ireland
52. Been heartbroken longer than you were actually in love
53. In a restaurant, sat at a stranger’s table and had a meal with them
54. Visited Japan
55. Milked a cow
56. Alphabetized your CDs- (currently alphabetized)
57. Pretended to be a superhero- (who hasn't?)
58. Sung karaoke (Yellow Submarine)
59. Lounged around in bed all day
60. Slept in a castle
61. Gone scuba diving
62. Kissed in the rain
63. Played in the mud
64. Played in the rain

65. Gone to a drive-in theater
66. Visited the Great Wall of China
67. Started a business
68. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken
69. Toured ancient sites- (define ancient)
70. Taken a martial arts class
71. Played some sort of game for more than 6 hours straight (this made possible by Nintendo)
72. Gotten married
73. Been in a movie
74. Crashed a party
75. Eaten food you had no clue what it was but did it out of respect for your host
76. Gone without food for 5 days
77. Made cookies from scratch (recipe memorized: check)
78. Won first prize in a costume contest
79. Ridden a gondola in Venice
80. Been skinny dipping
81. Rafted the Snake River
82. Been on television news programs as an “expert”
83. Got flowers for no reason
84. Performed on stage
85. Been to Las Vegas
86. Recorded music
87. Eaten shark
88. Stood up for something against the crowd
89. Gone to Thailand
90. Bought a house- I'm actually really afraid for that to happen in the future.
91. Been in a combat zone- during combat? because I've been to plenty of battlefields
92. Buried one/both of your parents
93. Been on a cruise ship
94. Spoken more than one language fluently- pig latin doesn't count?
95. Asked someone for forgiveness and received it
96. Raised children
97. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour
99. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country
100. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over- college doesn't count, does it? it pretty much forces you to start over
101. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge- but I have ridden across it
102. Sang loudly in the car, and didn’t stop when you knew someone was looking
103. Had plastic surgery
104. Survived an accident that you shouldn’t have survived
105. Wrote articles for a large publication (they're written, but not published)
106. Lost over 100 pounds
107. Held someone while they were having a flashback
108. Piloted an airplane
109. Petted a stingray
110. Been afraid for your life
111. Helped an animal give birth
112. Won money on a T.V. game show
113. Broken a bone
115. Lived longer than a year in another country
116. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol
117. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild
118. Ridden a horse
119. Had major surgery- (born with a broken heart...)
120. Had a snake as a pet
121. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon
122. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours
123. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states
124. Visited all 7 continents
125. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days
126. Eaten kangaroo meat
127. Eaten sushi
128. Had your picture in the newspaper
129. Changed someone’s mind about something you care deeply about
130. Gone back to school
131. Parasailed
132. Petted a cockroach
133. Eaten fried green tomatoes (YUMMY!)
134. Read The Iliad (I've even read the first page or so in its original Greek)
135. Selected one “important” author who you missed in school, and read (Machiavelli)
136. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
137. Skipped all your school reunions-haven't had one yet- unless you count the 3.5 year reunion of bar hopping that I missed this Thanksgiving.

138. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language
139. Been elected to public office
140. Written your own computer language
141. Thought to yourself that you’re living your dream
142. Had to put someone you love into hospice care
143. Built your own PC from parts- not my own.
144. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn’t know you
145. Had a booth at a fair- I've manned one, though
146. Dyed your hair
147. Been a DJ
148. Shaved your head
149. Caused a car accident (I was walking across the street- a car stopped for me to cross, but the car behind that one didn't notice and rear-ended the other one)

150. Saved someone’s life (I've prayed for many people, though, and I think that's good)

So I've obviously not done enough with my life, but I do feel my life is very satisfying. I'm very excited about this upcoming birth and I'm so glad to be married to McKay. We live comfortably and I have a degree. I think I've accomplished a lot.

Woohoo! 22! (McKay's turning 25- now that's old!)

Monday, December 10, 2007

The homestretch

Here are some pictures of me. You can see that I am now starting up my third trimester (like trimesters actually mean something). In my mind, however, it doesn't actually start until Christmas. Christmas is my break through point.

This is my last full week of work before winter break. I still have to work 3 days next week, but at least the end is in sight.

Oh, and we did get to hear the baby's heartbeat, and it's nice and strong (though very quiet). My favorite sound is the placenta, though.

Quote of the weekend: "If the Force was a food, it'd be vanilla icing."

Friday, December 07, 2007

The Tell Tale Heart

Today we got a fetoscope! Now we can hear the baby whenever we want.

Well, if I can find the baby's heartbeat... I think I've found the placenta (it goes whoosh!), but I'm having issues with finding the heartbeat. It kicks, so it must have one. Maybe it's just in a weird position. McKay might have better luck because he can use the forehead rest.

And the placenta isn't where I thought it'd be... hmmm. Maybe someone came at night and flipped my uterus around.

Meanwhile, I've definitely found my own heartbeat, so at least I'm alive.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Thank goodness...

...I haven't gained too much pregnancy weight.

Reason #1: If I were bigger, I wouldn't be able to climb in through the trunk to get into the driver's seat in the car. (The locks were frozen. I had to breathe on the trunk's lock to get it to unfreeze.)

Reason #2: If I were bigger, I'd have less balance and the parking lot at work would have definitely knocked me down yesterday. Don't they salt the blacktop? It wasn't at the point where it would be too cold for salt to work!

I look forward to an eventful winter as I get bigger, though. I just hope I don't slip and go into labor prematurely. I wasn't endowed with much balance to start with...

Overheard in second grade...

"My mom's pregnant. This is her first pregnancy."

Note: this girl also has a little brother. This is probably around her mother's THIRD pregnancy, but whatever.

Monday, December 03, 2007

My favorite things about this weekend

  1. It snowed!!!
  2. I got to change the calendar to December!
  3. We started decorating for Christmas!
  4. It snowed!
  5. Snow!
  6. December!
  7. Snow!
  8. Christmas tree(s?) (that's a fun story)
  9. SNOW!!!!!
  10. Long walks in the snow!

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

More birth stuff in the mix

This week should be a big one- that trip really took its toll on me. I have quite a week planned!

First, I need to finish cleaning the house (aka- do the dishes)! Tomorrow is an LLL meeting and I wanted to go and ask some questions. Thursday we're eating on campus- a company is giving CS majors + their families a holiday dinner.

So by Friday I should be able to relax. Now that Thanksgiving is over, we have time to think about buying all that stuff we've been waiting to buy. We're going to buy a fetoscope (though I'm sure a regular stethoscope would be enough for us to hear the baby on our own). That baby is kicking kicking kicking. I also need to get Laura Shanley's book. I meant to get that months ago, but things keep coming up. And it looks like I'll need more maternity clothes. I've realized that my big t-shirts won't last me forever. There's also some Christmas shopping I need to do: yarn for more presents, McKay's gifts. One of my visiting teachees is expecting at the beginning of this month and I'd like to get her something. And Monique is getting married, so there's another little expense for her bridal shower.

But hey, I'm doing alright. A little stressed about getting stuff done, but it's not so bad. It's not like I can do much about it; there are only 24 hours in a day.

And for those who are interested, there's a Trust Birth Conference next year. However, not only do I not have enough money to go, but I should be having a baby pretty close to those dates. McKay and I'll have to have our own little "Trust Birth Conference" at home. Though, it'll have less speakers and more baby-catching than the real conference. :)

How can I explain how excited I am about this birth? I'm REALLY looking forward to it. I'm really excited to be in labor. Not that I don't love being pregnant- I do. It's lots of fun, but I think the birth will be lots of fun, too. I'm so glad McKay wants to be there- I've always been worried that my husband wouldn't like to watch it- think it was too gross or something. Of course McKay is too awesome to think that. :)

Monday, November 26, 2007


I'm always jealous of the photos on Zeneedle's blog. She lives in Utah, too, and just gets nice pictures of the area and sky. So on our trip, I tried to find some pretty pictures, also. Here are a few. Pictures of me and McKay will be on our mutual blog. These were all taken from inside the car.

Heading south:

Approaching the Hoover Dam:

Electrical lines at the Hoover Dam:

Hoover Dam:

Heading back north after the trip:

A road near the Grand Canyon (sorry, we didn't actually take a picture of the Canyon, but it was pretty grand).

This canyon was amazing and this picture doesn't capture its majesty. This is on our way to Cedar City.

The trip was longer than expected; we had a pit stop in Cedar City due to low transmission fluid. We are back safely, and glad that the transmission fluid didn't disappear while we were in the mountains. I think the highest altitude we ventured on was around 9200 feet. Almost 2 miles up. Our poor little car!

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Going Away

And hopefully to get some pictures. We never ever take pictures and this blog has been picture-less for some time.

Let me have the weekend to take some pictures of Arizona and Utah and our trip. Happy Thanksgiving, all!

Monday, November 19, 2007

They said "ewwwwww"

So my favorite question of the Board today was this one.

I'm going to be a fence-sitter on this issue. Sure, it's human milk, but human babies drink human milk. It's not like cheese made from urine or something.

So I'm not picking a side on this issue. I think I'd probably have to try some to give an opinion...

What are your thoughts?

Friday, November 16, 2007

Pregnant Thoughts

This is what went through my head this morning. It all probably happened within 2 minutes.

(wake up)

Ugh... What time is it? No, wait. Don't look at the clock or else you'll be thinking about how early it is.

I need to pee. But I'm so comfy here. And if I get up, I'll move the baby around and it'll wake up and I won't be able to fall asleep as quickly. Ok... Not going to pee now... Wait a little bit.


Oh. Well, I guess it wasn't as early as I thought... Fine. I'll go pee...

Also, in the exciting realm of pregnancy, I found some of my old jeans today and decided I'd wear them with the button undone. Well, I pull up the pants... and I guess I don't need the button undone! I can't believe I still have pre-pregnancy pants that I can still fit into! Woohoo!

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Crazy Thursday

And something on the less serious side.

Today was "Maturation" day at the elementary school. "Maturation" is code for "the puberty talk."

In the words of a fifth grade girl, "That whole thing was all around gross."

I don't remember being that grossed out by the puberty talk. It made sense to me and I'm glad I understand my body and its functions.

But the best part of the puberty talk today: free food afterwards! They had a little table out in the hallway with juice and cookies. I don't remember getting juice and cookies when we had that lesson in fifth grade! I do remember the free samples of deodorant, though.

Alway remember kids, hygiene is defined as "how close people are willing to stand next to you."

Thankful Thursday

NHKnitting Mama wrote a post about Thankful Thursday, so I figured, I'd blog about what I'm thankful for.

Do you ever wake up and end up thinking about stuff before actually crawling out of bed? That's what I did last Sunday. This is what I thought about:

I'm really thankful for my health this pregnancy. Sure I had a cold last week, but everyone gets a cold once in a while. During the month of September, I kept having these intense migraines: harder than I've ever had before. I definitely lost feeling in my tongue and fingers during one migraine. I was a little worried about that, as that seems to border the definition of "stroke." I definitely wasn't a fan of what was going on in my brain that month.

Which brings me to my next things to be thankful for: priesthood blessings. I'm a FIRM believer in them. And that's also why my headaches are gone. I am so grateful that God still works with us and can heal us. I haven't had a migraine since September.

And then I started thinking about my favorite scripture: 1 Timothy 4: 12-16, particularly verse 14 because its reference to the laying on of hands.

I just love the priesthood. I love everything that comes from having it in my home. I enjoy good health because of prayers and blessings, and I'm glad of that.

Tuesday, November 13, 2007

Baby Beluga

This isn't the best picture ever, but I guess it'll do. It's from last Friday. As you see, I'm getting a little heavy around the middle.

And it's all happened in the last couple of weeks, too. I guess after not gaining a pound for 2 months, it was going to catch up to me sometime...

Interestingly enough, I felt the baby kick higher than I've felt before: an inch or so below my rib cage. I'm glad it's not there yet, but I'm getting a little nervous about that.

And one last thing. Last night when I was saying my prayers before bed, I thought about how we like to pray for the baby to be healthy and strong. I know some family and friends read this blog, so I'd like to ask a favor: please don't pray for it to be BIG and strong. Healthy is a much safer word. :)

I was thinking about that last night and then I had this dream about having the baby...

I had it here at home (like we're planning on) and when the baby came out, it was a nice, healthy size. It even latched on well in my dream. In fact, after 2 feedings (somehow I could tell how time was passing in my dream), I decided to weigh the baby in my dream because we forgot to when it was born.

Well, I found a scale, weighed the baby, and after two feedings, the baby was 36 lbs! So yes. Please don't pray for that.

And unfortunately, I don't remember the gender of the baby in the dream. Although I had a boy dream the other night. I still think the girl dreams are outweighing the boy dreams, though.

Thursday, November 08, 2007

Sick Day

I'm taking a sick day.

I've had a bad cold, but I don't normally cancel a day because of colds. However, last night, this cold was agitated by my having to pee at 3 in the morning (thank you pregnancy!). My nose ran for 2.5 hours after that and wouldn't let me sleep. I'm taking a sick/nap day to make up for not sleeping between 3 and 5:30. Don't worry- I'll be drinking lots of fluids.

But I'll tell you, you think up all kinds of weird things when it's 4 in the morning.

And I think someone in the neighborhood's car alarm sounds like it belongs to a UFO...very Close Encounters of the creepy car alarm kind. Weird sounds happen at night.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007

A Quickie

After reading Beth's post, the Board drama about this talk, and re-reading that talk and a couple others, I feel like I should say something. Unfortunately I have a cold and not only is my nose congested, it feels like my brain is too.

But I do want to say that motherhood has been on my mind (probably because of what's in my belly). I wish I could say that I've always had a firm testimony of motherhood, but I haven't. When I was younger, I couldn't wait to be a mother someday. Sometime between then and now, I sort of lost that. Now with impending motherhood and knowing I should probably gain something resembling a stronger testimony of motherhood, I've been doing a lot of reading on the subject. I'd just like to say that I appreciated the talks from Relief Society General Meeting and General Conference.

Meanwhile, I'm going to go to bed. Yes, it's 6:30. I'm planning on reading for half and hour and then sleeping. Maybe it'll help my cold. And I need to drink lots of water. Surprisingly, I read today that Red Raspberry Leaf tea is good for colds; it's also good for feminine reproductive systems (and pregnancy!). Maybe I should invest in that for this winter...

Monday, November 05, 2007

Daylight Savings

Well, gaining an hour didn't help very much. McKay and I were kind of ill, so the extra hour of sleep wasn't actually any extra.

But hey, I guess I can look forward to losing an hour March 9!

But that date sounds vaguely familiar...

Oh RIGHT! This baby should be born sometime March 8-13 depending on what you use to determine due dates! Lucky me! Not only do I get to lose sleep over labor/newborn, I also get to lose sleep with the rest of America!

Pardon my sarcasm. I'm not really that bitter, but it seems I should be. Ok, maybe not bitter, but for some reason people consider "pregnancy" and "having a miserable time" equivalents . This past weekend, when we were out at dinner on Saturday night, every female in the party asked me at some point "if I'm feeling alright." Scratch that--every female who spoke to me; one didn't, but that's not unusual.

Do I look ill? Does being pregnant mean I'm going to drop dead any second? I hope not. I responded cheerily enough: "I'm feeling great! Should I feel bad? I haven't been sick in months."

One, though, probably to increase my optimism, told me, "Don't worry; it'll get worse later on."

Hey, thanks! I like the encouragement!

Ok. So I have a little more sarcasm in my system than usual. I'll be more light-hearted later this week.

Friday, November 02, 2007

Second Grade

A true conversation from yesterday in a second grade classroom.

"Mrs. Farley? Are you having a baby?"
"Yes, I am."
"Oh!" (more oohs and aahs and TONS of hands raised.

The children's comments will be in dark purple/blue, mine will be in violet.

"Is it a boy our a girl?"
"I don't know; it's going to be a surprise!"

TONS of hands went up at that point.

"My mom had a baby and
I said it was going to be a boy and my sister said it was going to be a girl. I was right."

"The doctors are going to have to open you up and get the baby out."
"Sometimes it happens that way. Not always, though."
"They did that for my mom."
"I know it does happen that way sometimes."

"What do you want it to be?"
smiling: "I'm hoping it's human."
"Why don't you want an animal baby?"
"I don't know how to care for an animal baby..."

And then we had to go on to computers and the open comment time was over for now.

But that one girl was right: Why don't I want it to be an animal baby? :)

Thursday, November 01, 2007

May I vent?

So yesterday, all my classes canceled on me, so I left work early (Halloween parties = teachers don't want computer class in the middle of the day). I decided that I needed to buy a new pair of maternity pants (as I only owned 1) and a black skirt for church. Black matches most any top, so I was being quite thrifty in this purchase.

Ok Mall. Sears and Penney's didn't have the best selections (couldn't find the skirts!) and I'm NOT going into a Dillards or Nordstroms. TOO EXPENSIVE.

So I try the Motherhood Maternity store.

When I get there the sales clerk is on the phone with her husband, and I go straight to the black skirts, pick one out, and start looking at pants. I was looking at some khaki colored ones for work since I already own a pair of maternity jeans. THEN the clerk gets off the phone and decides to be my best friends EVER. She complains about how she can't stand her husband and that he doesn't tell her he loves her, but he's a good father to their girl, so it all works out. And Blah Blah Blah. She asks if she can help me find something. I say I'm looking for a black skirt and some khaki colored pants, and she brings out more options. Nothing wrong with that, but then she tries selling me these bras... Supposedly they prevent breast cancer, but she didn't have the source information for that. And then she goes on and talks about her upset stomach and her cesarean and her daughter's ear infection.

The thing is, I don't really care about these things. I go to a store, pick what I want, and then buy it. I don't go to the store for girl talk. If I wanted girl talk, half the local population are female... I don't think I'd have that much problem finding girl talk.

More blah blah blah... her stretch marks... blah blah blah.

THEN, I mention that I haven't had an ultrasound and she goes BERSERK and I get a 20 minute lecture filled with, "I don't mean to lecture you...but..." and when another customer comes into the store, she goes, "Hey! You think she should see a doctor, right?" Of course the other customer agrees and now I'm out numbered.

It probably would have been wise to tell them that I know a couple of local midwives and I've talked to a few people about this and that I don't care about getting to know a doctor because I don't want to have the baby in a hospital, but I just wanted to get out of there (it's been an hour now- I only ended up with what I came in for- it's not like I was "browsing" and "shopping" for fun- I don't do that).

So I stand there with my plastic in my hand to pay for my few items and she spends the next ten minutes NOT scanning them and giving me more lecture. I tried to smile and be nice, "I understand your concern..." She cuts me off with a, "I'm not concerned, I just think..."

Ugh. My favorite part was when she said, "My mother had a 13 pound baby and had it vaginally. I don't know how she did that."

I really wanted to follow up with, "Well, a woman's pelvis is made to stretch and give birth. "Large" babies aren't a concern if you understand a little anatomy and trust your body." I mean, come on! She just gave me the perfect example of a birth that went just fine without a cesarean, why can't she understand that?

Anyway. I've never spent so long buying 4 items in my life (I also got some maternity hosiery because I always wear hose to church and my other ones are only going to stretch so far.)

Other highlights:

"What if you end up with high blood pressure?"
"I check my blood pressure on a weekly basis; that's more often than most doctors require."

"You know, there are things you don't think about: like when you want to cut the cord and stuff. You'll have had the baby and then all these other surprises"
"We already have that arranged, thank you." (Cut the cord when it stops throbbing-how hard of a decision can that be?)

"Are you taking prenatals?"
"Yes. I started taking those when we started trying. I had been taking a general multivitamin before that."
She then looked SO that makes up for the lack of doctor. :)

I also liked how the other customer gave me her doctor's phone number. Yep. That's right. I'll take doctor recommendations from a stranger in a store. That got...thrown away quickly.

Maybe I should write to her manager. It wasn't that bad, but I don't like being pestered while I shop or lectured while I'm trying to purchase something.

Like my dad has said, "I don't go shopping, I go buying."

Wednesday, October 31, 2007


Sorry I haven't written in a while. If you'd like to see what we did on Halloween, go here!

I hope that satisfies your interest in my life. :)

Thursday, October 25, 2007

key board problems

Thisi what our keboar i doi. It's bing a painin the butt. I htink we need to clen out the keys or somethng.

Pregnancy blogging

I bet you are all tired of reading about my pregnancy. Sorry about that; this is my first time being pregnant, so it's pretty new to me and in the forefront of my mind (and abdomen). I've talked more about pregnancy this last week than I have in the previous 19 it seems.

Starting last Friday, I went to the Duede's to do my laundry there. It's free there, but you can only do one load at a time, so it took a while. Carolyn and I chatted lots about our respective pregnancies: our thoughts, our husband's reactions dealing with the new responsibility, and how dumb it is to say you're halfway there at 20 weeks! You aren't! Get over yourself.

First, you get a few free weeks at the beginning when you aren't even pregnant yet and then you have to wait a couple of weeks to even find out if you are. You have AT LEAST 5 weeks there where you don't know yet. And then, you don't even feel pregnant for 3 months, you just feel sick. I don't think you feel halfway until around 28 weeks. I've decided my halfway point happens sometime between Carolyn's baby's birth (due Dec. 11) and Christmas. Until then, I'm going up hill.

Carolyn also discussed how she's ready for the baby to come, but she still has 2 months or so. She works at home, though, and probably sits there and thinks about it all the time. I, however, am not as far along, and I work almost full time, so I dedicate less time to thinking about my pregnancy. I hope it won't feel like it's dragging on when I get to January.

Meanwhile, McKay and I decided to take a birthing class. It's actually 2 classes: a pregnancy one and a birthing one. We're taking the pregnancy one next week (nutrition, exercises, etc). This is good. We're working on a midwife/UC compromise. It might result in a doula; it's leaning that way, at least.

Yesterday I went to an LLL meeting. I was nervous to go. I wasn't sure how "granola" they would be. It turned out that they are as granola as I am... I wonder how granola that makes me.

and now our keyboard is going bazerk. I'll finish what I wanted to say later. and post a pic later.

Friday, October 19, 2007


I vowed to clean the house, and although it could stand a little tidying and sweeping, it looks much better. Proof:

These are the shelves above our desk. It used to be a disaster. The bottom one was full of files and office supplies. Office supplies are now limited and the files have been gone through, thrown out, and put into a new little file holder. The middle shelf was overflowing with books. It's now more under control (though, more books will be moved once McKay finds a better place for them). The top shelf was just scrapbooks and photoalbums, which are now neatly in a closet. Now it looks more like real people own it instead of college students. Hooray! But we still can't seem to get rid of the cinderblock walls :)

And my new vow: to take more pictures. Here's our apartment complex.
We live in the one whose door is to the right of the red car (our car), under the bikes. We park our car in front of our window so that other people can't come and shine their lights in our window at night (as our bed is right on the other side of the window). Notice the features of that beautiful red, or as we've named her, Samantha. She no longer has a handle on the passenger-side door and has never had a passenger-side rear view mirror. McKay says it was optional on the car. It also no longer has a 10 gallon gas tank, but a 3-ish gallon tank that is the size of a 10 gallon tank with a hole in it. At least it still has an engine.

Anyway, vow to take more pictures. The mountains have been really pretty lately, so I've decided to make sure I carry my camera around more often.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007


We felt the baby move yesterday. Well, now that I can recognize it, I've been feeling it for awhile. I kept telling myself it was just my intestines moving around because I didn't want to be disappointed if I found out it wasn't the baby.

Then yesterday, whilst reading the newspaper, I felt three pulses: Dun-Dun-Dun. (about 90 beats/minute for those of you who care)

"That's a hard pulse," I thought to myself.

Then it stopped.

"Pulses don't just stop on their own. I'm still alive," I continue thinking.

Then 2 more quicker pulses: Du-Dun (about 120 beats/minute).

"My pulse don't change like that and my intestines don't do that either." After ruling out the possible suspects, the baby gets blamed for kicking/hitting/headbutting me.

When McKay came home, I lied down in various positions: side, back, other side, to find a good position for him to get a good kick. He got 2! Right under my belly button!

So now that I know how it feels, I notice it some throughout the day- even right now a little.

And not only is it fun and amazing to feel a baby move around, it's further proof that lack of formal prenatal care doesn't kill the baby. Baby's alive, I promise.

Meanwhile, I haven't gained weight since the beginning of September. I KNOW my belly is getting bigger, though. I had someone tell me that I'm starting to "show" and I had another person straight up ask me when I'm due- she then realized that that could have been rude. Luckily for her, I am pregnant and not just fat and had an answer for her. But if my belly's getting bigger, why aren't I gaining weight? (I'm hoping this means other places are getting smaller: ie. my rear or my thighs)

Feminism in 2008

A board question got me thinking again. This one's about a boy dating a feminist who is also a member of the church. Well, after knowing a few of these myself (one may or may not be living in my mirror), I wanted to say a few things about feminism and its bad rapport/why it seems feminism today is stuck in a rut.

Once upon a time, women were oppressed and it was very obvious, especially since a lot (but not all, of course) of issues were citizen-based: suffrage, representation in local/national government, representation on juries, ownership of land, etc. These are easy issues; what woman would say she'd rather not be treated like a full-blown citizen? Other issues were also easy: availability of education, equal wages (which we are still working on), etc. Then suddenly, these issues weren't issues anymore. Women won their suffrage, we have Title IX, etc. But feminism kept going; the only real issue is that now, the issues didn't pertain to all women everywhere.

Current feminist issues (some fall into more than one category):

Gender: homosexuality, bisexuality and all other related issues

Women's Health and Reproduction: abortion, other forms of birth control/family planning, knowledge about how various diseases/disorders/medicines/etc affect a woman's, menopause, body image, eating disorders, reproductive organ issues, mental health, birthing/pregnancy, herbal medicine, health insurance/care, prostitution

Family: parenting, mothering, domestic abuse, marriage, homeschooling, birthing/pregnancy, breastfeeding, elder abuse, vaccinations, choice to circumsize

Professional/educational: wages, sexual harassment in the work place, promotions/opportunities for professional development, availability of education, sports/athletics, availability of jobs, presence in the military, literacy, Title IX

Violence against women: rape, other forms of sexual assault and harassment, domestic abuse, FGM

Social Issues, not mentioned above: Affirmative action, disability rights, general attitude towards women + more

And of course there are many more.

Here's where the feminist organizations break down: not all women feel the same about every issue. One of the best examples of this is abortion. Some women are pro-choice, some are pro-life. It's a gender issue, but women take both sides of that platform.
Maybe organization ABC if for issues x, y, and z and is pro-choice. Woman R is for x, y, and z, but is not pro-choice, so she won't join the organization. This happens ALL OVER THE BOARD.

What really needs to happen for women's organizations to do well is to not try to be all-encompassing.

So why do feminists get a bad rap? Well, there are so many different kinds and the loud ones get heard. I know when I was younger, I didn't think you could be a mother AND a feminist at the same time. Well, I bet there are probably a few mothers out there that disagree with that sentiment. :)

There're actually a lot of varieties of feminist. I've only recently discovered the "granola" or the "crunchy" group, as they sometimes call themselves. They're the homeschooling/anti-vaccinating/natural health care variety. For some reason you don't hear about them in school. Others are the lebsian/gay rights varieties. Others are more geared toward global issues such as sexual trafficking of women and young girls, FGM, health care, etc. There are tons more. It would be impossible to make a single organization that can address every issue out there.

Anyway, so that's my little rant. There is a place for feminism in 2008, but it really needs to come in issue-sized packages and not as one large "I'm a feminist" box.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007


So I am now finished with my 5 day weekend. What did I do this weekend? Well, once I take pictures of a newly cleaned apartment, you'll know.

I also got lots of knitting done. And played DnD. On Saturday we went to Megan's to play Riddle of Steel, which is a rpg, but based on d10s, and yesterday, I DMed a DnD session for the first time in months. It was fun. And bizarre, but all my sessions are bizarre. Usually, I come up with an idea, and whether or not it's related to the over-lying plot, I do it. Yesterday was muffin land. I even made up stats for the muffins, but the players were more interested in eating muffins than fighting them.

Anyway, it's back to work for me. Today's our first day with bringing computers to the K-2 classrooms. Laptops. Five-year-olds. Yes. We'll see how that goes.

On Sunday we went to church, witnessed a baby blessing (the baby had an interesting name), knitted, took naps, and I finally know who I visit teach. Hooray! The Relief Society president in our ward is also pregnant and due in March. I congratulated her, and I'm pretty sure she doesn't know that I'm pregnant. Well, it'll be soon enough before people start noticing.

I even went maternity shopping yesterday and got 3 shirts: a sweater and a couple of blouses for work. I need some khaki pants for work, but the ones I liked...well, the medium was too tight on my "muscular" thighs and the large was WAY TOO LOOSE (and not in the maternity the loose pant legs way). Ugh. I guess I know what I'll be doing Friday: buying pants and a skirt for church. Maybe I'll post pregnant pictures... Yeah... This evening.

Meanwhile, we're trying to decide what to do for the holidays. Our schedules for work and school are kind of screwy. McKay has finals the Friday before Christmas, and I have to be back to work the 2nd of January. We could see my parents for a short little while, I suppose. If we don't see them then, they'll never see me big and pregnant this pregnancy.

Anyway, that's my little ranting for now. Lots of things going through my head.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007


Just in case you all thought that I was typing codswallop, I do have the official document now. I am, officially, pregnant.

And yes, I did wait 18 weeks to find out.

Look at its officiality: poor handwriting and everything. Actually, when they brought me into the little room, they didn't actually confirm the pregnancy, they just started talking about something all serious-like and I had to ask them, "I'm pregnant, right?" Now, it's not like I didn't believe that I was pregnant... but I did have 3 cups of water right before I went in and was afraid that the sample was diluted. I just wanted to make sure that it wasn't too diluted, that's all.

So yeah. there you go. It's official and now I'll go on with my life and get my hiney to work.

Friday, October 05, 2007


It is Conference weekend! Go here to access it online!


Today's spam is brought to you by the letter S. "The S is for Sucks."

Screenshot from my spam:

Would anybody care to tell me where I can find a "prestigious" non-accredited university?

And guess where the S is for sucks line comes from. You'll win...a good feeling about yourself.

Why did you say that?

So I've called about 3 different doctor's offices to schedule an appointment. I don't know what it is, but secretaries say the weirdest things. This conversation happened with 2 different secretaries.

"So when was your last period?"
"June 5."
And then I wait for them to say something...
"So you're how far along?"
"17 weeks"
More waiting.
"We usually like to see you between 8 and 10 weeks."

Now, what I really want to say is, "So the doctor won't see me?" or "Do you own a time machine so I can fix that?"

I really don't know why they say that. It's not like I can change the fact that I'm in my second trimester now. Ugh.

So I technically have an appointment for next Wednesday, but I'm not sure about it. It's with one of the offices that gave me the "between 8 and 10 weeks" line, so I'm not crazy about them. It's kind of off-putting... and... rude. Oh well, what can I do?

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Why I've slowed down

So, I thought I'd be one more, but I'm not. The school blocks blogger, so I can't post during my lunch break :( Then by the time I get home I have to cook dinner and all that jazz. I'm going to give you a weekend update tonight, though. Meanwhile, I'm on Ravelry. Look me up under TopHat.

Friday, September 28, 2007

Just for fun

Here's a turtle (or two?)

Isn't it cute? I told McKay that we should get one, or at least hope for a two-headed baby.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Finding my Niche

A couple of days ago, I spoke online with a friend of mine from high school. She's going into her senior year in English, she's a leader in her sorority, is taking the LSAT on Saturday, and etc. She was always a great friend and I was excited to see that she was online so I could chat with her. The conversation, though, was... strained.

I've been noticing this in general lately. It seems like that since I've been married and now I'm expecting, that my friends from back at home don't seem to know how to talk with me. I know it's different, but I don't know how (or if) I can make it easier on them. I think the real issue is that they don't know what to talk about. I can kind of understand that, especially with this hypothetical conversation:

Friend: Ugh. There's this boy. I can't tell if he likes me or not. He's lives down the hall from me, but his signals are so mixed, you know?
Me: Yeah... I remember those days... Well, I know my husband likes me...

Ok. That's not how it'd actually go, but I'm sure that's what they're afraid of. Plus, once you're married, your life becomes less interesting. Sure neither me nor my friends don't know what we did Friday night, but that's because they were at some random party and I was... well... it was like any other night. I probably knitted and McKay did homework.

So I was sitting around feeling sorry for myself that my friends don't contact me any more, and then I decided to go to Enrichment. I'm so glad that they email us about Enrichment! It was great. We canned applesauce! And all the women there I knew and understood. Most of them are mothers of young children; I was the only one there without kids yet. They're talking about teething and solid foods and playgroups and breastfeeding. While I can't entirely relate (yet), it was really nice to have conversation with women that weren't weirded out by my marital status.

And then! It gets better! If the secretary calls me back today, I'll have a ticket to the Relief Society Conference this weekend. I'll probably carpool with Sister E. and Sister P., both of whom are at least 15 years older than I am, but we get along great. I love them!

So, although I can't chat about how so-and-so's dating so-and-so and how it's not fair, I can find a place for myself in Relief Society. Oh man. Relief Society is the bomb.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

back from migraine land

So yeah. I haven't been feeling very well the past two days. Yesterday's demise was due to a migraine. I haven't had one in about a year, but boy, do I know how to recognize it coming on! I spend the afternoon sleeping it off. Today I woke up with this terrible kink in my back that causes my stomach to hurt. I've had this before and it's just due to how I sleep in the bed. It'll take a few days to wear off, but gosh! My stomach will tighten up every so often because of it. I should probably see a chiropractor or something, except that I don't really trust my spine to strangers. It's my spine! I need that to... move. McKay suggested yoga. Stretching wouldn't hurt it, I guess.

But besides that, work's been going great and I've done lots of knitting (of which I need pictures so I can post them on infiKnity). I just wanted you all to know that I'm still alive, though.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Rounding up the week

So this week was interesting. On Wednesday, I went to Colorado and met Laura Shanley, author of Unassisted Childbirth. That was a long day, flew Denver in the morning, took the bus to Boulder, hung out in the afternoon, flew back in the evening. The only thing I paid for all day was the meal in the plane for dinner and the parking at the SLC airport.

Oh the airport! So I got "randomly selected" both times on Wednesday and you won't believe how fun that is nowadays. I guess people complained about how boring it is to be searched, that they created this fun new devices: air puff machines!

Now this is airport security at its best. "Stand still," they say as I'm buckling over with laughter. Your hair flies everywhere and it almost tickles! When I got "randomly selected" the second time, the lady in front of me waiting for her turn in the air puffer was a little wary. I told her not to worry and it'd be fun.

And afterwards, she admitted, I was right! If you never get a chance in one of those machines, you are missing out on the greatest government-enforced machine of all time. Good job, TSA!

The UC gathering was fun. I got interviewed for a documentary and I got free food and juice. The best part was meeting this one girl named Heather who is 38 weeks pregnant with her second. We really hit it off. She had some false labor last weekend, but is (as far as I know) still going strong!

Laura Shanley offered me one of her books, but I didn't have our checkbook and so I didn't want to take a book without paying for it. I should have, though, and sent her the check later. I could have gotten a signed copy! Sheesh.

Anyway, since then, I've caught up on my sleep and the house is more clean than it usually is by this time in the week.

And if anyone feels like getting outraged, check out this article. If that's not an attack on society, I don't know what is. I'm glad my marriage is eternal.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007


Dear World,

I've always believed that there is hope for you, but sometimes you do amazing things and PROVE to me that there is hope. Today a young man that I went to school with in elementary, middle, and high school sent me a message apologizing for how he treated me in middle school. Frankly, I don't remember a single thing he did. I know that I got made fun of and that school became unbearable to me because of it, but I don't remember his direct part in all that. Anyway, I can't believe he apologized. It was very nice of him to do that. And it just tickled me! And here's why:

My little brother, who's 10, has been having problems at school with some kids picking on him. The picking on him is actually pretty extreme- probably worse than I ever had it (and I had it pretty bad). Anyway, I was discussing with McKay how children treat each other. If I had been a bully llike the kids Jared has to deal with, I'd feel terrible as a person, especially as an adult looking back on what I had done. I then asked McKay, "Do you think they'll ever look back and realize what they did? Do you think they'd regret it or apologize?"
McKay responded, "No."
I followed up with a, "Yeah, probably not."

And then 2 days later, I get a message from one of the people who had done that to me, apologizing and trying to make amends. So maybe we were wrong and that, someday, the children who bully my brother will apologize.

Maybe. Well, it's possible.

Monday, September 17, 2007

Weekend Report

So I'm not going to post this until I get home, but it's my lunch hour at work. We did the regular weekend things this weekend: go out for pizza and rent movies on Saturday night, go to church on Sunday. It was nice to just have a regular weekend, though.

Oh, but at Blockbuster, we had an interesting adventure. I really wanted to see a Bob Hope film, but couldn't find any except for Princess and the Pirate, which I've seen already. I decided to end up with Johnny Dangerously, which like any spoof, is funny and great except for those couple of sex-related humor parts. Anyway, then it was McKay's turn to pick a movie. Quiz time! Which movie did McKay pick?

A) Lady in the Water
B) Kate and Leopold
C) Bourne Supremacy
D) Gremlins

Well, if you picked B, you were correct.

What the jibblies? I pick a guy movie and McKay picks a chick flick? Yes, my friends, yes.

During the sappy parts, I was booing and everything. McKay was, "shh!"

But I love him. I was able to get some knitting done during the movie, at least. I frogged out a project and started it over. Lots of progress.

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Two posts, one day

Wow my second post today! McKay just signed up for a new class that's 7-10 on Wednesdays and I just got the Internet, so I'm going to use his class time as my blog time.

Life as a Mama posted eleventy-one things about herself at her eleventy-oneth post. I guess it's blog tradition to post 100 things about yourself on your 100th post. Well, since I'm way past that (this is 213) and I'm always the last to know about these traditions, I'm going to post 213 things about myself.

And... how 'bout not. But I can do half of that.

I'm kind of looking at Life as a Mama's list for ideas, so forgive me if it's too similar to her's.

  1. I work at an elementary school as a "technology assistant." Basically, I teach the children computer skills.
  2. I graduated with a BS in Mathematics this past August.
  3. I should have 3 publications sometime this next year: 2 math and a chemical engineering one.
  4. I want to go to graduate school, but not in math. I'm thinking history, women's studies, or religious studies. Or all three.
  5. I am the oldest of 4. This means I was the guinea pig and that household rules were harshest for me and easiest on my little brother.
  6. I am expecting a baby in March. I don't care to find out the gender beforehand, as long as it's human (and even if they tell you it's human, with babies, it's hard to tell).
  7. I haven't been to the doctor yet for various reasons. These include (but are not limited to) the possibility of using a midwife for prenatal care and my general dislike of doctors.
  8. As of right now, I'm planning on having an unassisted childbirth. McKay has my permission to catch the baby (he had to promise that if he witnessed the birth, he'd still find me attractive afterwards!)
  9. I changed the car's battery today, all by myself, until McKay showed up while I was tightening the last screw, which he finished off for me.
  10. We're trying hard to establish a food storage in our little apartment. We have probably a month's worth of food for the two of us, maybe 5 weeks.
  11. We bought a new microwave last week!
  12. I love that I taught McKay to knit and I love bringing him to the yarn store with me. That's real family togetherness.
  13. I taught myself to knit after learning the knit stitch as a Beehive in Young Women's. I keep learning more because I never had a real teacher... like intarsia! If only I had known about intarsia 2 years ago!
  14. I tried to be a yarn snob once. I wouldn't buy anything with acrylic in it. I've since decided that yarn is yarn and if it fits your needs, then buy it. Sometimes you need the washability of acrylic. Don't snub yarn.
  15. I was a vegetarian for a month in high school.
  16. When I started dreaming about hot dogs, I decided to give it up.
  17. The official surrender was to chicken pot pie. But I learned that I really do like veggie burgers.
  18. My brother, Rick is in the MTC and will go to New York City in a few weeks to be a missionary.
  19. I've never been asked to speak in church since I've moved to Utah.
  20. The last time I spoke in church was the summer after my freshman year when I went home.
  21. McKay and I were married in the Chicago, Illinois Temple, the same temple my sister was sealed to my family in.
  22. I became interested in McKay when we both didn't have the money to go home at Thanksgiving and we were 2 of 13 people in the apartment building that stayed in Provo for the holiday. When there aren't people around to hang out with, you end up hanging out with the few that stayed behind.
  23. McKay proposed after 2 months of dating; we were engaged for 6 months.
  24. We went to the Wisconsin Dells on our honeymoon. America's largest waterpark down the street! America's largest indoor waterpark in our resort! Now that's what a honeymoon is about!
  25. The evening we got back from our honeymoon, we slept on our neighbor's couch (in their studio apartment) because we didn't have a bed yet.
  26. I love reading, but right now I don't know what to read, so I'm not currently in a book.
  27. It's really hard to sit while your husband does his homework. I'd watch movies, but with a one-room apartment, it'd be distracting for McKay. I guess this means I'll get lots of knitting done this fall.
  28. If we have a girl, her name will be Margaret Lynn.
  29. If we have a boy, his name will be Gerald (with a hard G). We can't decide on a middle name (there's a rock paper scissors waiting to happen).
  30. When I married McKay I inherited 15 (I think) nieces and nephews. Three more have been born since then. I had none before I married McKay.
  31. When I see other pregnant women, I can't imagine myself being that big, but I know I will be.
  32. I was on the color guard in high school for 3 years and at BYU for 2 years before I got married. I miss it because it kept me in shape.
  33. I own three color guard flags and hope to be an instructor for a high school color guard some day in the future.
  34. I went to the Illinois State Mathematics Contest all four years of high school, and was the second person from my high school to do so.
  35. I'm so glad I'm not in high school anymore.
  36. It's weird to be graduated, married, and expecting a child while my high school friends are still doing the dating, college party, single life thing, but I'm glad I'm out of that.
  37. I go to bed at 9:30.
  38. At my wedding I was too young to drink alcohol.
  39. Neither me nor my husband has ever had alcohol nor do we ever plan on it.
  40. We were both virgins until our wedding night.
  41. For dinner on our wedding night, we went to Culver's. McKay was unaccustomed to frozen custard, so I had to make sure he had some at least once in his life.
  42. I've been to Disneyworld, but not Disneyland. My husband is the opposite.
  43. I graduated seminary in 2004. Class was at 6 in the morning school days, but hey, it was great.
  44. I've had every piano-related church calling imaginable: ward pianist, relief society pianist, choir pianist, and now primary pianist.
  45. I've play the piano since 1st or 2nd grade. I used to be quite good. If we had a piano, I'd still be pretty good.
  46. I joined the band in fifth grade and played the clarinet because I had to do that for a year before I could play the oboe.
  47. When I tried out for the oboe, I told the band director that the oboe is the only reason I joined band.
  48. He let me play the oboe in sixth grade, but I think it was really so that he wouldn't lose another band student.
  49. I went to a bar mitzvah when I was 14. The same boy invited me to his prom 5 years later.
  50. I love okra.
  51. I want to make a baby sling even though I was informed that it makes you give off a "hippy" vibe.
  52. Once for a song in a piano recital, I stood up and stated, "I'm going to whistle Yellow Submarine by the Beatles with my eyes closed."
  53. I did it.
  54. The next week at my piano lesson, my teacher raved about my genius in choosing to do that.
  55. When I was in the seventh grade, I got upset at some boys who were picking on another boy. After I told them to back off, I heard one of the boys whisper, "She's PMSing." This was my first encounter with sexist comments and it was dumb because I wouldn't have my first period for another year. From this I've learned that even though I'm female and sometimes my hormones do affect my attitude, I know that I'm can feel strongly about something without it being hormone-related because I can distinctly remember that incident when I strongly reprimanded classmates for their meanness and I know for sure that hormones had nothing to do with it. Secondly, I never blame my hormones for anything because of this incident. I do the talking, not my hormones.
  56. I've seen a stuffed (as in taxidermy) Liger.
  57. I can't remember the last time I had a really good birthday. I've had definite bad ones, and mediocre ones, but not a good one lately. (We can blame McKay for last year's lousy birthday because he was sick that day and I had to take care of him :) )
  58. My favorite part of a men's body is the shoulders. Mmm... Shoulders...
  59. I feel connected to the world in airports and big cities.
  60. The Blue Man Group rocks. Everyone should see them perform live sometime. I highly recommend it.
  61. I've given really lousy talks in church.
  62. When I was little I used to be afraid of public speaking (still makes me nervous) so every Fast Sunday, I would go up and bear my testimony. I figured it would give me experience and I would overcome my fear.
  63. After 3 years, of doing this every month, I gave up and decided that bearing my testimony in church wasn't actually helping me get used to speaking in front of people. I was as afraid the last time as I was the first.
  64. Even though I'm working on making sure I love everyone, I really can't stand people who are just plain mean to other people. I also can't stand superficial people.
  65. I keep a jar to hold change in. It's almost filled and I can't wait to find out how much is in it.
  66. I'm an existentialist in that I don't believe that you can blame for past for how you are. We all go through hard times, but we are who we are because we choose to be. I also have little patience for people who blame something in their past and aren't doing anything to grow beyond that.
  67. I plan on breastfeeding as long as I can.
  68. I don't think being a wet nurse is strange. I'd totally do it.
  69. I ran two 5ks this past year, one for cancer research and one against pornography and abuse.
  70. McKay is three years older than me and I had to make sure he was ok with that when we got engaged. A three year difference was strange to me (my parents are 3 months apart).
  71. Our wedding cake was chocolate.
  72. I like my maiden name better than my married. It may be just because I had that name longer.
  73. On our wedding anniversary, we had hot dogs for dinner because we forgot to buy real food.
  74. I've never been the primary driver of a car younger than 1991.
  75. My favorite elementary school teacher was Mr. Felty. His birthday was Halloween.
  76. I've had my feet in both the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans.
  77. The strangest thing about my trip to Germany when I was 17 was realizing that people really do use German to go about their every-day lives. It's true. People really speak German!
  78. I was in the Geography Bee for 2 years in elementary school.
  79. I think I'm a pretty upbeat person.
  80. I regret forgetting my wedding hat at the house. I didn't have it for pictures at the temple or at the receptions. I wear it about once a month at church, though, if that counts for something.
  81. At the reception in California, I had just started my period that day (and my first day or two is always really rough). I had to put on a good face because it was our reception, but I really just wanted to be alone somewhere in the fetal position.
  82. I look really bloated in the pictures from that reception because of that.
  83. I sold my wedding dress half a year ago.
  84. I played softball for 4 seasons as a kid. For 3 of those seasons, my number was 14.
  85. I used to say my favorite candy bar was Baby Ruth because I played softball and thought that I was supposed to say that.
  86. My favorite candy bar is Butterfinger.
  87. I wont a root beer float drinking contest against a couple of guys my freshman year. I had somewhere around 8 root beer floats (and a little bread to keep my stomach from hating me).
  88. My favorite tree is maple.
  89. My favorite smell is lilac.
  90. Right now, I'm in love with the blue morning glories outside our apartment.
  91. When I was little I used to think my parents were "so old!" I know now that they aren't and I know that without fail, my own children will think I'm "so old!" even though I'm not.
  92. I get along well with most of my in laws.
  93. I remember the day of my baptism very distinctly, especially how I felt during the confirmation. But I also remember which dress I wore that day (it was a navy blue jumper with little white flowers) and what gifts I was given for that birthday (my scriptures, a Barbie from my grandpa, and a Minnie Mouse watch from my parents).
  94. I played the piano at my grandpa's funeral. I used the piano as my source for releasing my grief until my dad came into the piano room about a month after the funeral and told me to stop using the piano for my grief and to get over it. So I did.
  95. I still think about my grandpa.
  96. I try to write in my journal once a week or more.
  97. Even though I was allowed to date once I was 16, I didn't get asked on a date until I was almost 17.
  98. I've learned that high school dating is just silly and ridiculous.
  99. I've only thrown up 8 times my entire pregnancy. I think that's pretty darn good.
  100. Ghostbusters 2 gave me nightmares as a child.
  101. My favorite Primary song when I was little was "Give Said the Little Stream."
  102. I love how tangible God is
  103. My favorite story in the Old Testament is when Hosea marries a wife of whoredoms. It's a great lesson in forgiveness.
  104. Early on in our dating, I knew that McKay and I would have a long term relationship. I knew I'd never do anyting that would cause him to break up with me and he'd never do anything to cause me to break up with him.
  105. I had a birthmark in between the ring and pinky fingers on my right hand. You can barely see it now, but it was very noticeable when I was little.
  106. I love to floss.
So yeah. I can't believe you just read all that.

I'm back!

Woohoo! Internet!

So here's a summary of this past weekend.

On Saturday we ran errands. Many errands.

And on Sunday, we canned 6 quarts of peaches!
The peaches came from the Duede's peach tree which had a branch fall. They gave us the peaches from the branch and our home teacher's lent us their steam canner. It was a mess, but hey, now we have a food storage. It might consist mostly of these peaches, though.

Monday, Tuesday, and today, I went to work. Pretty darn exciting, huh?

Working with elementary children is not monotonous, but it can be frustrating. And rewarding. Story time!

There's one boy in a third grade class that doesn't know English (actually 50% of the students are in ESL). He doesn't know Spanish, either, otherwise the rest of the kids could talk to him. On Monday, I found out what he knows: Portuguese. The teacher can't talk to him, the other students can't talk to him, but he is bright! He's the fastest typer in the class.
Well, my husband spent two years in Brazil and he knows Portuguese fluently. So I go home and ask him how to say some things. I even make up a cheat sheet for the teacher with basic things like "Thank you" "Good job" etc. Well, yesterday, I told him to change his font to twenty, but I guess he doesn't know what twenty is, so I say "vinte" as I point to the font size box. He changes it to twenty, and then realizes that I didn't speak English. He looks up at me and smiles. It was wonderful! Today I told him, "Meu marido fala Portugues. Ele me ensina" which means, "My husband speaks Portuguese. He teaches me." The boy understood and I think he was glad that I was trying to help him out.

Well, off to read some blogs. My Google Reader is full and I can't view them from the work computer due to filtering or something.

Friday, September 07, 2007

From the bowels of the Public Library

So Comcast was supposed to come on Wednesday, but they didn't. They claim that they're coming NEXT Wednesday. And the computers at work block Blogger and most other journaling sites, so I haven't been able to read everyone's blogs. Sadness. So I'm at the library trying to catch up on a week of blogging excitement.

My new job? How is it going? Pretty well. M-Th I teach touch typing, so that's pretty boring. One of the kids asked if my name was Mrs. Farty. Right... Another little girl was sure that her computer wouldn't capitalize the letters. I had to show her that you have to HOLD DOWN the shift while pressing the letter you want capitalized.

Really the most exciting events this week were the thunderstorms. Tuesday I went to JC Penney's to buy (gasp) maternity clothes. I'm pretty picky about clothes, if I don't completely like them, I don't buy them. So while my goal was to buy khakis for work, I ended up with a pair of jeans and a shirt that was on clearance. Total: $28. The khakis they had showed too many wrinkles from my underthings, so I didn't get them. On the way out of Penney's, though, the power cut out and a huge thunderstorm came through. It was gone in an hour and I thought it would be over, but the rain came back later that night and in the early morning.

And THEN. I drove to work. After work, I found that I left my lights on and the battery was dead. After two different attempts at zapping life back into it, it was up and running and I was on my way home!

Hahaha. Not the end of the story.

Next morning. McKay has the phone and is at school. I head out to the car and it's dead. I guess I didn't have it going long enough to recharge up the battery the day before. So it's 8 in the morning and I don't have a phone and I'm knocking on the neighbor's door. At the second door, I find a phone and a ward directory and call my home teacher... who is in class, but his wife offered her help and she drove me to and from work on Thursday. She has 3 beautiful daughters. We talked about pregnancy and such. Her MIL is a Bradley instructor so she used the Bradley method for birthing. I had already decided that I didn't like Lamaze's method, and was looking into Bradley, so it was nice to have someone to talk to (especially now that I am actually telling people that I'm pregnant).

Anyway, a friend of ours re-jumped our car and it worked this morning, but I didn't. I mean, I went to work, but on Fridays we do CSRing and working on projects, but since it's the first week, we had nothing to do and I couldn't even blog! So I disinfected the laptops (yesterday there was an incident of a student spreading feces all over a bathroom with a finger, so we decided it wouldn't hurt to re-clean the keyboards).

Well, anyway. It's weird working for an elementary school, especially when the teachers aren't big anymore. But it's sweet to eat in the teacher's lounge and get a free newspaper every day.

And one more thing. If a shirt shirt says small. It had better be small. I think the "small" on the label means "fits a small house." Gosh! Maternity clothes! At least the pants are way comfortable even thought they like to fall off my hips (and believe me folks, I have HIPS).

And the Duedes gave us a bushel of peaches. What do I do with a whole bushel of peaches? I guess I have to go buy canning supplies.

Monday, September 03, 2007

A Movie for You!

Here's a movie you should all see. A better quality one can be found here.


Friday, August 31, 2007

Internet Down

Our neighbors who send us the Internet in the air we breathe came by yesterday to tell us that they are moving this weekend.

So, if there's a sudden absence of posts, that's the cause. Now we have to go deal with actually buying Internet instead of just paying our neighbors monthly... ugh. I hate dealing with "the man."

Monday, August 27, 2007

A Winner!

So when McKay tells me that I should make a dish a second time, I know that I've found a great recipe. When it's a recipe I made up on the fly, then there's hope for the world (if I can cook, then believe me, you can).

So here I'll share it with you. Now, I'll give you the recipe how I made it Saturday night, but add notes at the bottom about changes I'd make in the future.

Cajun Chicken Pasta- My goal for this was to make something similar to Chili's cajun chicken pasta. I love cajun anything, so I may have gone over board on the spices. Frankly, I think it's more flavorful than Chili's. This recipe fed 4, but seconds were very wanted by the company and by McKay.

3 skinless, boneless chicken breasts
1/2 red bell pepper, chopped
1/2 green bell pepper, chopped
3-4 small white mushrooms, chopped
1 packet of alfredo sauce (you know the kind of packets...there's also taco seasonings and fajitas seasonings in the same area)
1 cup milk
2 tbsp margarine or butter
olive oil
cajun seasonings (amt. listed in directions for seasonings)
salt & pepper
Noodles (fettuccine)

Start boiling water for the noodles. Just cook them as you would any other day.

So, with the chicken cut into strips, cook it in olive oil with 2 tsp. cajun seasonings. How much olive oil? Oh, you know, put some in the pan so the chicken doesn't stick to the pan. Make sure the chicken is thoroughly covered in seasonings (I even added more at this point. I figured it couldn't hurt). Once the chicken is cooked, add the bell peppers and mushrooms and seasonings. I added more cajun, some garlic, some basil and a dash of salt and pepper. I also may have gone through the side of the cajun seasoning bottle and added various ingredients it mentioned (cayenne powder, more garlic, you know the drill). Mmmm... Cajun seasonings...
Now, I got out my packet for the sauce and poured the powder in and the ingredients it mentioned on the packet (although I used 1 cup milk instead of 3/4 cups and there may have been slightly more than 2 tbsp of butter). At this point I followed the directions on the packet: heat to boiling, let simmer 12 minutes. Then just add to the top of the noodles and enjoy!

Things I'd do differently:

  • Make more. If I were to feed 4 people this recipe again, I'd use 2 packets of alfredo and double the sauce. I might even use the whole green and red peppers and add more mushrooms. I bet adding green or regular onions would be tasty. I might adjust the chicken amount, too.
  • Actually use fettuccine noodles. When I made this on Saturday, we ended up using spaghetti noodles. Noodles taste like noodles to me, but for presentation purposes, I'd use fettuccine.
  • Ask the other couple if they like spicy food. I was lucky that this couple loves spicy food, but it definitely would have been too much for some people and some children. Okay, okay, I could have used more moderation in spices, but gosh! It's CAJUN! That's French for "Use as much of this bottle in one sitting as possible."
Have fun with that! I hope someone else likes it. It was so easy: fresh veggies, alfredo packet, and chicken. Easy and MSG-free (I those packets have MSG?)