March

Wow what a month! I did not realize that I have not updated in an entire month. Oops. Lets see what has happened?

• Beginning of the month: I finally went to the doctor. As expected there is something wrong. I really like this guy, he explained things to me and actually listened to what I had to say. I even let him take my blood and did not cry, or faint! Instead I agreed that we needed to set up an appointment for a scope to the tummy and sadly a colonoscopy as well. My only requirement was that we wait to do the scope until May as I did not want to take anymore time off of work. This kinda confused him and eventually he agreed as he gave me yet another medication. We will see how that helps.


• Middle of the Month: SPRING BREAK! We went to Cheyenne for spring break to visit David's family. It was great. We were able to relax and spend time with the family as well as sight see and visit a bit more of the city while we were there. During this time we started to have a strange inkling that there might be something about to change in our lives and decided to follow up on our thought. Surprise, surprise, the test was positive. We should soon become a family of three on November 18th, 2011. Totally not expecting this one. Read what happened at the beginning of the month....yeah. I am supposed to be having surgery not poppin a baby! The sad part is I had just decided that I did not want to get pregnant as I would feel like a single mom with the way David's schedule is going as of late. It totally sucks. Oh well. Things happen on someone elses plan not our own right? The plan was to keep it under wraps until Easter....yeah, come to find out we are really bad at keeping secrets. We spilled, and fast. It took about a week and the cat was out of the bag. Hence my post. I have been abstaining from posting as I knew my fingers would become traitors and tell you.


• End of the Month: I is tired. How bout you? Slept for 14 hours straight this weekend and still just want to rest. Looks like its going to be a fun eight months.

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.

Cool *New* Photos

Great Great Grandma Green as a child...3 years old if I remember right. This picture has definitely seen better days.
Grandma 'Beth' Palfreyman I absolutely love this photo of her when cropped in you can see the absolute look of joy on her face.

My amazingly beautiful grandmother


Ferdinand the Bull!!!

Grandma Green in her school days (that is her on the right)

"The Three Little Girls" My grandmothers aunts, trust me the family understands when I call them that.

Grandma Green beauty shot.

Well so they might not be all THAT new, but they are new to me and most of my family. I have been sitting on these babies for about two months now but it is officially time to let the cat out of the bag...also I am just excited to share them and this is the best way I could think of to do it.

Hormones

To begin I am just going to warn you right off the bat. No I am not pregnant. I just hate hormones (the ones that make me moody). I am blaming it all on hormones. My poor husband has had to deal with me snapping and crying all weekend. It all climaxed today as we prepared for our friends to come over for dinner. The house is mid level clean. Once David is up and about for the day I tell him (and type it out on the computer stickynote) our to-do list for the day. He then proceeds to agree to help and fixes breakfast. In the meantime I become very sleepy and start to doze on the couch. David tucks me in and tells me to sleep as he completes my list.

Twenty minutes later.....I wake up and remember that I need to lay out dough for our rolls. As I enter the kitchen I realize that while he has started a load of laundry he is reading an Ikea catalog. Something that I know will keep him distracted for hours. I groan and tell him to sit down and enjoy said catalog. He immediately puts it away like a scolded child and begins cleaning the kitchen. At this moment in time I really just want to yell at him to leave it all to me, knowing full well that I can not accomplish it all on my own. He stands his ground and I stalk away to the living room. About fifteen minutes later he follows me to find me curled up on the couch staring into space. Smart man that he is he immediately asks what is wrong and holds me as I break down and tell him what a horrible person I am, how I am lazy and need to grow up but can not do everything on my own.

When I have moments like these I realize that maybe, just MAYBE I am not ready to have children. I really need to woman up and grow up...stop bein so lazy ya know?

Continuing with tirade....After I calm down he finishes the kitchen as I fold some laundry, he sweeps and mops the bathroom, takes out the trash, and vacuums most of the house. I begin to prepare for church. He gets ready for Church and in a crazy attempt to kiss me, which I try to dodge we fall back on our bed and break it....again. Yeah this is the second time we have fallen on the bed and broken it....you would think we would learn.

*Mental note: Fix bed tomorrow....lots of supports.

We finish getting ready for church and head on down. Only to have me snapping about his driving and inability to park. URG I was so mad. I then rush into the church, trying to keep my skirt from working its way up my legs, realize we have missed the Sacrament, and give up on everything. I turn to him and ask to go home. He gets me home lets me crash on the couch and leaves to clean the business building so I don't have to. Honestly I do not deserve this man.