Is it weird that I'm very excited to see my house on the internet? I've busted my butt to get it ready to sell before we went out of town this weekend (in 4 hours). So go look at it and tell everyone how great it is. I know I can't decorate to save my life, but I can clean.
http://www.utahrealestate.com/901681
Friday, July 24, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Time is Ticking
I'm at work because I was called in at the last minute for who knows what reason. I can always say "no", but I can always use the extra cash. I was go, go, go right up until I got here, I was eating my lunch while my first patient was warming up because I had crammed so much into my morning there just wasn't time earlier. So, my 1:40 patient was here, now I don't have another patient until 4. But it's not enough time to run home get cleaning or cooking or shopping done. It's frustrating. But I guess I'm getting paid.
Monday, July 20, 2009
I love irony
I love that I lost the key code to get into the storage unit. I love that I have to go through the gate that I don't have the key code for to show ID to get the key code to the storage unit. I love that when I get to the storage unit to get the key code to get through the gate the manager isn't there to give me the key code. I love that after all of that, I don't have the keys to the pad locks on the storage unit and I have to drive back home to get them. It's a kickin' day.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
A Conundrum
What do you make of this? I can't remember, nor have I ever known, the 4 digit PIN to the joint bank account we've had for the last 3 years or so. I can however remember my 14 digit account number to the library along with the 4 digit PIN. I'd like to say that I don't spend money because I can't use the debit card, but that's just not true. The good news is that I guess I save a lot of money because at the rate I read books, we could buy a new car with the money I could books if I didn't borrow them.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
I'm Conflicted
I guess it's not really a conflict when I know how it's going to end. My kid is 18 months really it's time to start working on #2. I know I'm selfish and that why I'm waiting until summer and wakeboarding are finished. My kid is already spoiled rotten and needs to share the spotlight.
Here's the hard part: starting over. I know this has been done over and over again through every century. Most people reading this most likely have more than 1 kid and are thinking what's the big deal. You are obviously not as self-centered as I am. But really the inconvenience of not being able to do so many things while you're pregnant. Then for some of us your liver stops working and you itch really bad. I really don't think being pregnant is as bad as everyone makes it out, just bothersome. Then there are all the prayers that you'll fit into your clothes again someday.
The not awesome part is the feeding every 3 hours, the blow outs, the spitting up blob that can't tell you what it wants.I admire all of you out there who have selflessly given your live to the bearing and raising of children. You're doing a fantastic job.
I think I'm still struggling with being a grown up, so how could I possibly be a mom. I guess it's already to late for that. I wouldn't trade Dylan for anything. He's so dang fun. He runs around walking and talking, doing the silliest things. But at this point there are no binkies, bottles, burping. None of that is fun. I'd like to say he's the center of my world, except for the times when I want to do something and he can't come along. I really try to regulate how often that happens. Like the skiing last winter, and the horseback riding/competitions, movies, etc. It sounds bad, I know, but really most of the time at home, just the two of us (think the Will Smith song).
I remember when I was pregnant thinking how new and awesome each little sensation was. Now I'm thinking been there, done that. What is there to experience? Certainly not natural childbirth. That's just crazy talk. With any luck it won't take me a year and a half to get pregnant again (it would really put me up against my 2 by 30 goal)and I'll have another boy. Not that I wouldn't love a girl as much as DVS; I'd just prefer a boy.
I've been told that it's every bit as awesome to watch your second kid learn to do stuff. I feel like having a second kid is to regulate Dylan. Like I wanted a second dog to hang out with Mela. The more these thoughts spill out the more heartless and insensitive I sound. Very much like an unfit parent; please don't call CPS. Dylan is a happy, well-adjusted, mostly well behaved kid and I'm sure the next one will be as well. I can do this. Even if this wasn't a coherent post.
Here's the hard part: starting over. I know this has been done over and over again through every century. Most people reading this most likely have more than 1 kid and are thinking what's the big deal. You are obviously not as self-centered as I am. But really the inconvenience of not being able to do so many things while you're pregnant. Then for some of us your liver stops working and you itch really bad. I really don't think being pregnant is as bad as everyone makes it out, just bothersome. Then there are all the prayers that you'll fit into your clothes again someday.
The not awesome part is the feeding every 3 hours, the blow outs, the spitting up blob that can't tell you what it wants.I admire all of you out there who have selflessly given your live to the bearing and raising of children. You're doing a fantastic job.
I think I'm still struggling with being a grown up, so how could I possibly be a mom. I guess it's already to late for that. I wouldn't trade Dylan for anything. He's so dang fun. He runs around walking and talking, doing the silliest things. But at this point there are no binkies, bottles, burping. None of that is fun. I'd like to say he's the center of my world, except for the times when I want to do something and he can't come along. I really try to regulate how often that happens. Like the skiing last winter, and the horseback riding/competitions, movies, etc. It sounds bad, I know, but really most of the time at home, just the two of us (think the Will Smith song).
I remember when I was pregnant thinking how new and awesome each little sensation was. Now I'm thinking been there, done that. What is there to experience? Certainly not natural childbirth. That's just crazy talk. With any luck it won't take me a year and a half to get pregnant again (it would really put me up against my 2 by 30 goal)and I'll have another boy. Not that I wouldn't love a girl as much as DVS; I'd just prefer a boy.
I've been told that it's every bit as awesome to watch your second kid learn to do stuff. I feel like having a second kid is to regulate Dylan. Like I wanted a second dog to hang out with Mela. The more these thoughts spill out the more heartless and insensitive I sound. Very much like an unfit parent; please don't call CPS. Dylan is a happy, well-adjusted, mostly well behaved kid and I'm sure the next one will be as well. I can do this. Even if this wasn't a coherent post.
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Fireworks with the Paxtons
Judi's family was gathering at Sugarhouse Park and we were invited to tag along. There was the fun single uncle there with lightsabers.
How is it that little boys just know what to do with a sword? Dylan did some sparklers and tried to burn his hand by grabbing it. I was done with the trying it after 2 sparklers. Whenever anything else is the slightest bit warm, it's "hah, hah"(hot, hot). But no, let's try to wrap our chubby little fingers around a sparkler.
The kid kept going right up until the fireworks started after 10.
And sat to watch in amazement. It was a fun walk home that night. Thanks again Paxton's for letting us crash your party.
The beauty of it all was that he slept through 2 1/2 hours of church.
4th of July Parade
First of all on the 3rd I competed in some Posse events up in Liberty (the city, not the park). Here are some video links if you want to see how poorly I rode. My horse is scary fast and knows how to compete; it was my first time. I was really nervous and made lots of mistakes. Please don't look at this as the way I usually ride.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnQ8ZGLPxAg this is my unimpressive barrel race. I got around 22 seconds. A winning time would be closer to 17. My grandma, and ex-barrel racer, said I did a good job for my first time. So, I'm going to live on that for awhile.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rm2a65iMWhQ this is my keyhole event. I got a little braver and I'm committed that someday I will let him go top speed instead of holding him back. And I won't be afraid. (That took a lot to admit.)
The therapy kids were in the parade in Liberty the next morning.
It was lots of fun to get the horses all pretty to be in the parade. Everyone did really great except for Sampson. I pulled him out 1/2 way through the parade and wanted to kill him. He wouldn't walk and my hand hurt from beating him trying to hold him back. Apparently, he can't compete in the arena and then behave the next day. Too much to ask.
He did have some nice stars on his butt, too bad most people didn't see him.
I'm kind of proud of the braids with the red, white and blue. I did them myself and I think Summer looks cute.
I did not do a great job with the blue sparkles on the hooves. Someone went around and re-did them. Doing a thorough job is not always my specialty.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tnQ8ZGLPxAg this is my unimpressive barrel race. I got around 22 seconds. A winning time would be closer to 17. My grandma, and ex-barrel racer, said I did a good job for my first time. So, I'm going to live on that for awhile.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rm2a65iMWhQ this is my keyhole event. I got a little braver and I'm committed that someday I will let him go top speed instead of holding him back. And I won't be afraid. (That took a lot to admit.)
The therapy kids were in the parade in Liberty the next morning.
It was lots of fun to get the horses all pretty to be in the parade. Everyone did really great except for Sampson. I pulled him out 1/2 way through the parade and wanted to kill him. He wouldn't walk and my hand hurt from beating him trying to hold him back. Apparently, he can't compete in the arena and then behave the next day. Too much to ask.
He did have some nice stars on his butt, too bad most people didn't see him.
I'm kind of proud of the braids with the red, white and blue. I did them myself and I think Summer looks cute.
I did not do a great job with the blue sparkles on the hooves. Someone went around and re-did them. Doing a thorough job is not always my specialty.
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