So tomorrow morning, I'm going in to get my wisdom teeth out. And yes, it's the full blown surgery, and I am totally dreading it. In fact I'm terrified. I know it's ridiculous... I've given birth 3 times and I'm afraid to go in and have my wisdom teeth pulled. I'm a loony. But I've never been put out before, AND I'M SCARED! Also I hate mouth pain, and I mean hate. Anyone who has ever had braces will agree with me that it is not the most fun. Also, I don't want to look like a chipmunk for a week, kind of funny as a teenager, not so cute when you're a mother of 3. I mean who has to get their wisdom teeth out when they are 25? Shouldn't this have been taken care of, like 10 years ago? But no, I have a freakish body that has always taken it's merry little time to do everything. I am the epitome of a late bloomer! I mean I didn't lose my first tooth until the end of 2nd grade, and I didn't finish growing (and I am not making this up) until I was 22! Anyways, back to my original point, I'm not looking forward to tomorrow. I'll post some chipmunk pictures after. Oh, and does anyone have any good smoothie recipes?
Thursday, January 31, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
I think I've come to the sad realization that I have absolutely no ability to read at a normal pace. If I find a book that I like, I am completely unable to put it down, which inevitably ends with an all night reading session. During which I play a stupid game with myself where I keep thinking, "At the end of this next chapter I'll stop and go to sleep," and then when I don't I'll look at the clock and think, "O kay when it's (fill in the time) o'clock, I'll stop and go to sleep." Etc. Etc. Till it's 5 am and Craig's alarm clock is going off for him to get up for work. This ridiculous habit wasn't such a big deal when I was single in college, or before we had kids... I could just take a nap after work/class. But now, I'm completely shooting myself in the foot. Because taking a nap when you have 3 kids that are 3 and under, is pretty much an impossibility. But it's hard to just sleep away the only time I get to myself... when they are snoozing. I'm an idiot.
I love the snow... it makes the cold more bearable. We had a wicked awesome snow storm on Monday! Sunday night the weatherman was dropping words like blizzard, whooo! I don't think it was a full on blizzard, but it must have been pretty close. It was so crazy that Craig couldn't even get to work, (and he grew up in Idaho, so he is not sheepish about driving in the snow!) so he got to stay and work from home! Yippee! Snow day. I took the kids out in the late morning to play in it, and I shoveled our driveway which seriously had about a foot of snow on it. It has never taken me so long to shovel anything! It was so cute to watch the kids go down our neighbor's slide and fly off the end, landing lightly in the snow. They must have done it 20 times, but it was cute every time. On his "lunch break" Craig came outside and played with us. We pulled the kids around in their sleds and then had a monster snow ball fight. Of course, Carter cried every time the tiniest flake of snow got on him. Go figure.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
I miss California, I used to wear my biggest coat if it was 50 degrees. Now... that's t-shirt weather. Sick. It is so cold right now. We have an atomic clock in our kitchen that tells the outside and inside temperature, and when I got up this morning it was 10 deg. outside...brrrr. Eeeewww, I get chills just thinking about it. Plus, we live right by Utah lake and when the wind blows off of it, it feels about 10 deg.'s cooler. You know it's cold when you have to keep the water running in your bathtub all night to keep the pipes from freezing solid. I'm not leaving the house for the next two months, I don't want to get frostbite, ha ha.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Snaps to Craig ( the worlds best) for two reasons: first for fixing the master cylinder in our Ford Escape and saving us hundreds of dollars. Bravo, little do it yourselfer!
And second, for getting me a beautiful new kitchen table for my birthday! Yipee! I love getting new furniture for the house!
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Monday, January 7, 2008
Okay, so Meg and Ash got Craig an aquarium for his birthday (on Dec. 5th) and about a week later we put all the plants, rocks and water in, to let it acclimatize or whatever fish tanks have to do for a few days before you put the fish in it. Well, a few days turned into a few weeks and then a month. So basically we've had this big fish tank just sitting in our room with the rocks and water and plants, and the filter running for a month, but no fish. We looked like psychotic control freaks. Like, "hello, we wanted to have a fish tank but can't stand the smell of fish."
Anyway, tonight for FHE we loaded the fam up in the car and drove down to petsmart to "buy our fish." It was pretty fun until some psychopath brought a 5 foot boa constrictor into the store. (I thought the whole allowed to bring your pets into the store thing was cool until that moment.) So there I am having this mini panic attack in the isle, trying to come up with escape plans in the event that the snake should be let loose. None of them seemed very good especially since we had all three of the kids with us, so, as you can imagine, we don't quite have the quick get away thing working for us. Sorry Craig, you're definitely not Jason Bourne.