Parade of Homes

As tradition states February brings a wonderful trip with my Mom and younger brother Todd. Normally the youngest sibling, Brent, comes but he up and abandoned us to go on a mission for the church....selfish huh?!? I look forward to this trip every year, sadly it almost got canceled due to the weather. David put his foot down and told me no matter what we would be going. Part of the drive this time was to be gone while our tub was re-caulked. Over time the caulking was separating and mold could be seen in the back.

The vacation was just what the Dr. ordered...well not literally but she would have if I gave her the chance. The time spent in the car was my favorite part of the trip. Mom and I spent the trip down talking about everything under the sun, while the drive to the different houses held a lot of joking, teasing, and general bonding. I would not trade that time for a million dollars.

After we returned we settled back into the sludge of life. Sunday my mothers great-uncle passed away. I do not remember him at the reunions but we did go visit his wife, Aunt Kathleen, before Christmas and I really felt for her loss. I took the day off to attend the funeral. I rode up with Grandma and Grandpa, enjoying their banter back and forth. After we went to dinner I ran an errand and came back to go through family history pictures with them. It was one of the best three hours of my life. I need to sit down and write out stories for each of the pictures they told me about. I have been thinking, as I have SO much free time (don't know if that was sarcastic or not), there are a lot of crafty type things that I want to start working on....build upon my talents so to speak. Here is the current plan:

1. break the week up into different days. CHECK.

2. assign one project per day. Example: Monday-Sewing, Tuesday-Cleaning, Wednesday-Family History, Thurs-Sat...keep empty cause you know I didn't do anything the previous days of the week.

So far this plan is working out to my benefit. I am now in the middle of three quilts, have played around on Ancestry.com and have watched a plethora of t.v. House work...well it still needs some help.

David has been hard at work in his culinary classes. He finished the first class with a solid A-. This semester he leaves for class around 5:30 a.m. for this second block., attends class until 12:00 when he heads home to do a little homework until he has to work or pick me up. I return home to do whatever needs to be done and finally see David around 10:00 p.m. when he gets home for the night and we crash. All in all the weekend is our only together time and is therefore jealously guarded. When times get tough I just think to myself...it could be A LOT worse, we are living a very comfortably, and it will all be over in two years. December 2012 can not get here fast enough!

Well this is about all I can think of on our updates. Hope all is well in your lives and will hopefully update soon.

Valentines Day

What a wonderful weekend? Well other than sick and tired of being sick and tired this has most definitely been a good weekend. After feeling nauseous and miserable for the past few weeks, I finally got sick of the pregnancy jokes and had a serious talk with my stomach. It assured me that, NO, it was not pregnant. Still questioning its honesty I asked the stick. Not once, not twice, but thrice I received the same answer......No. Comfortable with the fact that I was not preggers but unsure as to my symptoms I continued on with the week. Thursday was the breaker. Miserable and dealing with high stress once again at work I caved and called my doctors office. I was in luck my favorite nurse practitioner was on duty for on-call's that evening.

Imagine my poor husbands surprise as once again I took charge and made decisions without keeping him in the loop. I took him by surprise as I walked out the door at work and responded to his 'take it easy tonight' comments with, 'nah, I'm a goin to the doctor!' After I calmed him down and explained that I just could not take it anymore he relaxed and asked that I let him know what the results were.

The doctor visit was rather amusing. The nurse confident that I was pregnant began tests. So folks, its official. Four out of four sticks say it: Not pregnant. Two tests later we still are not much closer to knowing what is wrong. We are hoping the next couple settle the score or it may come down to food allergies. I don't think I can live without my dairy or gluten....AHHH!

Saturday my sweetheart of a husband took me out to a fancy smancy dinner and to see Spamalot. It was truly a great date and a wonderful way to spend out Valentines. We spend most of the day today reliving our relationship dating through marriage. It is always fun to discuss the different thoughts and sides to the story. I'm hoping that he writes down what he remembers for an actual Valentines day present.....fingers crossed!!!

Stress and Taxes

The first week of February is not a good indication as to how the rest of this month will pass. Work has been hectic and stressful, sales have not been as high as I would like-- but not to bad that I'm ashamed, I have been feelin crappy, and a bit lost...ya know? There have been a few really awesome things that have however happened.



On Monday I received an email from my kid brother. Right now he is serving a full-time mission in Charlotte, North Carolina. After a few weeks of not writing him, I wrote him an epic letter involving my past six months of blog posts. He was duly surprised and wrote me a pretty decent letter in return. It was pretty awesome.

Life proceeded as per insane normal the rest of the week. By the weekend I was about ready to crash. Sunday the crappy feeling intensified and has followed through this next week. By Thursday I was tired of the 'preggo' jokes. I gave in and went to the Dr. this evening. Sorry folks, I was right and ya'll were wrong, I is NOT preggo. Two tests down and who knows how many to go....then we can finally kick this tummy ache to the curb.

Happy Birthday MOM and BEN

Just wanting to give a quick shout out to my Mom and little brother Ben.