So yesterday I went visiting teaching with my wonderful little partner, Leath. Robby had the car, so I had to walk to her house so we could go. She can't drive, but she has a car, so I drove her car and took us to go visiting teaching. I have been assigned all older sisters. I don't know why, but I have, and I love it. We visit Cindy Wagstaff, who just had a mastectomy done on her right breast. She has gone through hell and back with that one breast. Right now she is going through the reconstruction phase where they put stretchers in so that she can have an implant in just a month from now. They stretch the intercostal muscles (muscles that just want to be left sitting against your ribs and NOT stretched!) and it is a lot of pain. We also visit Cindy Scott, the lady who let us use her timeshare at Christmas time. She is my mom's age. She is a hoot. She is a convert and before she joined the church, she was a wild thing. She is currently married to her fifth husband and sealed to him. She told me once that she stopped finding her husbands in bars and lived a much happier life. She has three Yorkies and they literally bark the ENTIRE time we are there. They are lucky I don't own them because they would find their voice boxes removed. They love sniffing me ever since we got Ollie because he smells so nasty and they love it. :D
I came home from that and went straight to bed. I felt so crappy. When I go to bed in the middle of the day, I know I'm not doing that great. I am not usually a napper unless I am totally wasted. Emeli came home from school and I was in my long, flannel nightie. I love that nightie. It is so warm! Not very sexy, but oh well. It's warm :D. She put me back in bed, got me a drink and tidied up the house. I could hear her with her music playing, puttering around in the kitchen and in her bathroom. It was nice to just snooze lightly, knowing she was taking care of things like that. She also made dinner. Robby told her that she made a better dinner that me...hahaha! BRAT. Of course, Emeli grinned and loved that.
I forgot to say how when we were looking at model houses on Saturday and talking to one of the sales agents...he asked how old Emeli was. We told him and he said, "I would have guessed 15 or 16." Emeli perked right up. I glared at him and said, "Do NOT tell her that!" and laughed. He laughed when he realized why I said that because he could see Emeli gloating. She said, "Really?!" I teased her about that as we looked through the house. I kept saying, "Really?!" in a squeaky voice and Emeli would say, "Stop it!" and laugh.
Our little ferret is completely spoiled. We have let him out of his cage so much and let him sleep in my pajama drawer so long that he doesn't want to go in his cage at night. We can hear him tearing things up in there because he can't settle down. In the mornings when I go out to the hall to wake Emeli up, he is standing in his cage looking at me like, "Good morning! Let's start a new day of mischief." I don't have the heart to leave him in there looking like that, so I take him out. By the time we are ready to leave, he has nestled himself into my pajama drawer and fallen asleep.
I am distracted from studying tonight. I have a huge test tomorrow and I'm about 60% ready for it. This block has been really challenging: the heart, the lymphatic system, anemia and ECG's. I am a little overwhelmed by all that I have to know. Plus, I still feel crappy. So that is why I'm blogging...because I don't want to study anymore.
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Whew...
So I woke up with a headache and it has been following me all day. I think part of it is that I'm once again on the wagon with quitting Diet Coke. I binged on Diet Coke all weekend and now I'm back to water [sigh]. All good things must come to an end.
I forgot to post what Robby and Emeli gave me for my birthday on Saturday. Robby had been working with this couple in our ward. They own a business where they do laser engraving on wood. He had them laser my name with sunflowers on a box. On Wednesday, he went to pick it up and they had spelled my name wrong...Judy. They had to redo it. It was ready on Friday and Robby gave it to me on Saturday. I love it!!! Then, while I was on the phone with Freddy, Emeli and Robby went into University Mall while I sat in the car waiting for them. Robby was picking up the harmonica I had asked for for my birthday. I was so excited! It is not just one of those little Walmart types of harmonicas. It is a diatonic harmonica in the key of C, made in Germany and an authentic Marine Band harmonica. I was impressed. So Emeli and I blew it for about half an hour in the car while Robby muttered under his breath about being sorry he bought it...whatever. He was happy to see us enjoying it.
We are studying the heart, the lymphatic system and today we learned about anemia. I am in information overload. On Thursday, she will tell us what will be on the test and I will study from that. I have so much info, I don't know where to begin to study. I love learning all this stuff. My teacher is awesome and knows a lot. I am so grateful that I can learn all this and actually have a skill instead of just telling people that I can type 90 wpm. Impressive speed, but not much else.
Today Emeli and I walked. I was hoping that it might clear my head and my headache. It was COLD!! We came home with frozen noses, legs, ears, faces, but energized. My headache is now just kind of sitting on the back burner. Tomorrow it will be gone. I came home from school this morning and had a two hour nap. I love doing that occasionally. I just need to catch up with my sleep sometimes. I get up at 6:30 and it is killer (because I'm married to a night owl who can't settle down until around 11:00pm!).
I forgot to post what Robby and Emeli gave me for my birthday on Saturday. Robby had been working with this couple in our ward. They own a business where they do laser engraving on wood. He had them laser my name with sunflowers on a box. On Wednesday, he went to pick it up and they had spelled my name wrong...Judy. They had to redo it. It was ready on Friday and Robby gave it to me on Saturday. I love it!!! Then, while I was on the phone with Freddy, Emeli and Robby went into University Mall while I sat in the car waiting for them. Robby was picking up the harmonica I had asked for for my birthday. I was so excited! It is not just one of those little Walmart types of harmonicas. It is a diatonic harmonica in the key of C, made in Germany and an authentic Marine Band harmonica. I was impressed. So Emeli and I blew it for about half an hour in the car while Robby muttered under his breath about being sorry he bought it...whatever. He was happy to see us enjoying it.
We are studying the heart, the lymphatic system and today we learned about anemia. I am in information overload. On Thursday, she will tell us what will be on the test and I will study from that. I have so much info, I don't know where to begin to study. I love learning all this stuff. My teacher is awesome and knows a lot. I am so grateful that I can learn all this and actually have a skill instead of just telling people that I can type 90 wpm. Impressive speed, but not much else.
Today Emeli and I walked. I was hoping that it might clear my head and my headache. It was COLD!! We came home with frozen noses, legs, ears, faces, but energized. My headache is now just kind of sitting on the back burner. Tomorrow it will be gone. I came home from school this morning and had a two hour nap. I love doing that occasionally. I just need to catch up with my sleep sometimes. I get up at 6:30 and it is killer (because I'm married to a night owl who can't settle down until around 11:00pm!).
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Birthday
So yesterday was my birthday and it was a good day. We didn't get to bed until about 12:30am on Friday and of course, Robby made sure to say Happy Birthday BEFORE we went to bed..hahaha!
We spent Saturday doing Robby's rounds for his work. While doing his rounds, something usually comes up such as: a sign blows over and he has to fix it or someone didn't place enough signs or whatever. Yesterday's big drama was that we had placed signs along a spot where the HOA objected. So we had to take down about 10 signs. Robby has to dress up and usually his shoes are all muddy by the time he is done.
We stopped in one convenience store/gas station so Robby could clean the mud off his shoes and to get a snack. Emeli and I immediately went to the candy aisle; however, Emeli DID catch me looking at donuts. Okay, I admit it! I wanted to buy donuts!!! We saw this new type of drink that was called Neutrogasm. I immediately suspected what it was for, but was shocked that they would be that open. On the back it claims to help "circulation" and "enjoyment" "any time of the day". Emeli and I were reading it and saying, "Ew!!!" and laughing. Emeli noticed that there were quite a few missing from the refrigerated section...once again, EW! I dragged Robby over to see it after he had cleaned off his boots and he just shook his head and grinned. We bought a ton of candy (which Emeli sneaked into church and kept snacking on during sacrament meeting). Not so bad, except today is Fast Sunday...
We went to Zupa's for dinner: a yummy place for awesome soups, salads, sandwiches and desserts. Robby bought me a yummy piece of chocolate cake. I took a few bites and boxed it hoping to eat it on Sunday afternoon after three long hours of church. Not to happen!!! I woke up Sunday morning and was eating cereal, when Emeli came up and gave me a huge hug and said, "Mom, I loved your chocolate cake. I finished it off." I turned to her(good thing I didn't have scissors or a knife in my hand)and just stared. I said, "I only had like 3 bites of that cake and you finished it off?!!!" She said, "I saved you the chocolate covered strawberry..." I was not happy. Then she hugged me again and said, "Are you mad?!" "No," I said, "Just irritated..." I looked at the box that she had written my name on and there was just a dollop of chocolate from the top of the cake and the chocolate covered strawberry. I grabbed that strawberry and started eating it. I knew that if I left it around, she would eat that too!! As it is, she stood there watching me as if I was going to offer HER a bite. One little piece of chocolate fell into the sink and I told her she could have THAT! Then she said, "Mom, was that your birthday cake?" (and if it was, it was a little too late to do anything about it!) I replied, slowly,"No, but Robby bought it for me BECAUSE IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY!" She gave me another huge hug, literally draping herself on my back. I think she thought if she kept hugging me, it would make up for her EATING MY CAKE!! I'm kind of glad she did because it kept me from eating it and then I could really eat my chocolate birthday cake I made. Plus, someone in our ward gave Robby these huge brownie pieces completely smothered in chocolate frosting. I know it's because their son is a huge brat in scouts and they want to make up for his behavior. I found myself picking at that thing all evening.
I downloaded some sheet music off the computer and printed it and sat down to play the piano. I haven't played the piano in ages. It needs tuning and the keys are kind of needing to be cleaned...very sticky. I asked Emeli to join me. We sang "Mad World" together and tried to sing "Hallelujah" and then screeched out "The Luckiest" and gave up after we realized we sounded like cats. We both laughed hysterically after we realized we were meowing rather than singing. We need to practice that one. But it was very fun.
Very good weekend, very good birthday and like I said, I live with two of my most favorite people in the world and I am "the Luckiest"...
We spent Saturday doing Robby's rounds for his work. While doing his rounds, something usually comes up such as: a sign blows over and he has to fix it or someone didn't place enough signs or whatever. Yesterday's big drama was that we had placed signs along a spot where the HOA objected. So we had to take down about 10 signs. Robby has to dress up and usually his shoes are all muddy by the time he is done.
We stopped in one convenience store/gas station so Robby could clean the mud off his shoes and to get a snack. Emeli and I immediately went to the candy aisle; however, Emeli DID catch me looking at donuts. Okay, I admit it! I wanted to buy donuts!!! We saw this new type of drink that was called Neutrogasm. I immediately suspected what it was for, but was shocked that they would be that open. On the back it claims to help "circulation" and "enjoyment" "any time of the day". Emeli and I were reading it and saying, "Ew!!!" and laughing. Emeli noticed that there were quite a few missing from the refrigerated section...once again, EW! I dragged Robby over to see it after he had cleaned off his boots and he just shook his head and grinned. We bought a ton of candy (which Emeli sneaked into church and kept snacking on during sacrament meeting). Not so bad, except today is Fast Sunday...
We went to Zupa's for dinner: a yummy place for awesome soups, salads, sandwiches and desserts. Robby bought me a yummy piece of chocolate cake. I took a few bites and boxed it hoping to eat it on Sunday afternoon after three long hours of church. Not to happen!!! I woke up Sunday morning and was eating cereal, when Emeli came up and gave me a huge hug and said, "Mom, I loved your chocolate cake. I finished it off." I turned to her(good thing I didn't have scissors or a knife in my hand)and just stared. I said, "I only had like 3 bites of that cake and you finished it off?!!!" She said, "I saved you the chocolate covered strawberry..." I was not happy. Then she hugged me again and said, "Are you mad?!" "No," I said, "Just irritated..." I looked at the box that she had written my name on and there was just a dollop of chocolate from the top of the cake and the chocolate covered strawberry. I grabbed that strawberry and started eating it. I knew that if I left it around, she would eat that too!! As it is, she stood there watching me as if I was going to offer HER a bite. One little piece of chocolate fell into the sink and I told her she could have THAT! Then she said, "Mom, was that your birthday cake?" (and if it was, it was a little too late to do anything about it!) I replied, slowly,"No, but Robby bought it for me BECAUSE IT WAS MY BIRTHDAY!" She gave me another huge hug, literally draping herself on my back. I think she thought if she kept hugging me, it would make up for her EATING MY CAKE!! I'm kind of glad she did because it kept me from eating it and then I could really eat my chocolate birthday cake I made. Plus, someone in our ward gave Robby these huge brownie pieces completely smothered in chocolate frosting. I know it's because their son is a huge brat in scouts and they want to make up for his behavior. I found myself picking at that thing all evening.
I downloaded some sheet music off the computer and printed it and sat down to play the piano. I haven't played the piano in ages. It needs tuning and the keys are kind of needing to be cleaned...very sticky. I asked Emeli to join me. We sang "Mad World" together and tried to sing "Hallelujah" and then screeched out "The Luckiest" and gave up after we realized we sounded like cats. We both laughed hysterically after we realized we were meowing rather than singing. We need to practice that one. But it was very fun.
Very good weekend, very good birthday and like I said, I live with two of my most favorite people in the world and I am "the Luckiest"...
Friday, February 4, 2011
TGIF
School is getting really intense, so I love Fridays. I remember on the first day of class our teacher told us we have a test every Friday and asked us if anyone could guess why. I raised my hand and said,"So we'll show up?" She said, "YEP!" I had been to college. I know what Fridays mean.
This morning as Emeli and I were bumping into each other in the bathroom, Emeli said, "Mom, there is a party tonight with these nerds I was telling you about. You know the ones we always see in the library at school? Well, I hope you won't be as troublesome as Brooklyn's mom and ask me all these questions about it." I turned and just stared at her. My first reaction was WTF?! I said, "Sorry, but I DO have some questions...When is the party? Who is going to be there? When is it over? How are you getting there? How many girls and how many boys?" Emeli said there was probably going to be a carpool. I asked who was driving. She said she didn't know and that it would probably be someone after school who just picked them up. I said, very loudly, "Who in the hell is driving?!" She kind of stared at me blankly and then got really snitty. I told her I wanted all those answers texted to me by noon or she would not go. Sure enough by 10:30 am, I had all the answers...little pill. Here's my big question...Emeli says that they are nerds and assumes that nothing bad could happen. I informed her that 13 year old nerd boys have just as much of a sex drive as any other 13 year old boy. She gave me that eye roll she has perfected and kind of flounced out of the bathroom.
I went to school and told my mom friends. They all burst out laughing when I told them how Emeli told me she didn't want me to be troublesome like Brooklyn's mom. I laughingly told them I should have said, "Okay, I just have two questions...is there drinking or drugs? If so, go have fun. You only have one life. Go live it." We all laughed at the complete absurdity of anything like that happening. We also laughed at the idea that a mom wouldn't ask a ton of questions about a party. Wow.
Yesterday was a crappy day. I started it off on the right foot immediately by slicing my thumb wide open trying to cut a roll at breakfast. It bled all over the place. It wasn't bad enough for stitches, but it wouldn't stop bleeding. I got to school and showed my teacher. She whisked me into our lab and bandaged me up. Everyone in my group bombarded me with questions when I came back to my seat. We had gone into the lab so quickly, they thought I was in trouble or something. Then we had to spend the entire class working on homework because there were people still working on ECG's in the lab with our teacher. Psycho lady took that opportunity to loudly brag about how hot her husband was. One of the girls said, "[Psycho Lady], your little husband is so cute." Psycho Lady responded, "There is nothing little about my husband in EVERY sense of the word..." I sat at my table barely containing myself from yelling, "STFU! No one cares about the size of your husband's penis!" Instead I just put my headphones in and cranked up Mozart so I could study. Ew.
It has been cold as hell for the last three days. Yesterday Robby and I had to tidy up his storage place in Lehi. Lehi has winds that are even cold in the middle of August. Imagine the temperature being only 6 degrees with a windchill. Stupidly I wore leggings and my converse shoes. I literally froze. I was really crabby by the time we were done.
Today my friends, Christine and Angel brought me candy for my birthday. That was so sweet! Angel remembered that I love jelly bellies, so she brought me a bag of them. I am happily munching on them as I type this blog.
Tonight for dinner I made this curry that looked so yummy, but looks aren't everything. This curry was the spiciest curry I have ever eaten. At first bite, it tastes really good and then the kick hits. It's not a pleasant kick either. It is a solid kick that doesn't let up. It takes out your tongue, the inside of your mouth AND your lips. We were all reaching for milk. No one could finish it. It was killer!!! I'm sure that most Indians would be yelling for more, but we faint-hearted Americans and one African with a sensitive stomach, had to push our plates away. Robby turned to me and said, "Your rice looks dry. You should put more curry sauce on it and finish it up." BRAT!!!
I have discovered Tamora Pierce and wow! I am reading Alanna right now and loving it. I love how strong her girl character is. I'm going to try and read all the books in this series.
This morning as Emeli and I were bumping into each other in the bathroom, Emeli said, "Mom, there is a party tonight with these nerds I was telling you about. You know the ones we always see in the library at school? Well, I hope you won't be as troublesome as Brooklyn's mom and ask me all these questions about it." I turned and just stared at her. My first reaction was WTF?! I said, "Sorry, but I DO have some questions...When is the party? Who is going to be there? When is it over? How are you getting there? How many girls and how many boys?" Emeli said there was probably going to be a carpool. I asked who was driving. She said she didn't know and that it would probably be someone after school who just picked them up. I said, very loudly, "Who in the hell is driving?!" She kind of stared at me blankly and then got really snitty. I told her I wanted all those answers texted to me by noon or she would not go. Sure enough by 10:30 am, I had all the answers...little pill. Here's my big question...Emeli says that they are nerds and assumes that nothing bad could happen. I informed her that 13 year old nerd boys have just as much of a sex drive as any other 13 year old boy. She gave me that eye roll she has perfected and kind of flounced out of the bathroom.
I went to school and told my mom friends. They all burst out laughing when I told them how Emeli told me she didn't want me to be troublesome like Brooklyn's mom. I laughingly told them I should have said, "Okay, I just have two questions...is there drinking or drugs? If so, go have fun. You only have one life. Go live it." We all laughed at the complete absurdity of anything like that happening. We also laughed at the idea that a mom wouldn't ask a ton of questions about a party. Wow.
Yesterday was a crappy day. I started it off on the right foot immediately by slicing my thumb wide open trying to cut a roll at breakfast. It bled all over the place. It wasn't bad enough for stitches, but it wouldn't stop bleeding. I got to school and showed my teacher. She whisked me into our lab and bandaged me up. Everyone in my group bombarded me with questions when I came back to my seat. We had gone into the lab so quickly, they thought I was in trouble or something. Then we had to spend the entire class working on homework because there were people still working on ECG's in the lab with our teacher. Psycho lady took that opportunity to loudly brag about how hot her husband was. One of the girls said, "[Psycho Lady], your little husband is so cute." Psycho Lady responded, "There is nothing little about my husband in EVERY sense of the word..." I sat at my table barely containing myself from yelling, "STFU! No one cares about the size of your husband's penis!" Instead I just put my headphones in and cranked up Mozart so I could study. Ew.
It has been cold as hell for the last three days. Yesterday Robby and I had to tidy up his storage place in Lehi. Lehi has winds that are even cold in the middle of August. Imagine the temperature being only 6 degrees with a windchill. Stupidly I wore leggings and my converse shoes. I literally froze. I was really crabby by the time we were done.
Today my friends, Christine and Angel brought me candy for my birthday. That was so sweet! Angel remembered that I love jelly bellies, so she brought me a bag of them. I am happily munching on them as I type this blog.
Tonight for dinner I made this curry that looked so yummy, but looks aren't everything. This curry was the spiciest curry I have ever eaten. At first bite, it tastes really good and then the kick hits. It's not a pleasant kick either. It is a solid kick that doesn't let up. It takes out your tongue, the inside of your mouth AND your lips. We were all reaching for milk. No one could finish it. It was killer!!! I'm sure that most Indians would be yelling for more, but we faint-hearted Americans and one African with a sensitive stomach, had to push our plates away. Robby turned to me and said, "Your rice looks dry. You should put more curry sauce on it and finish it up." BRAT!!!
I have discovered Tamora Pierce and wow! I am reading Alanna right now and loving it. I love how strong her girl character is. I'm going to try and read all the books in this series.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Freakin' Freezin'
Today it reached -6 degrees, but it felt like -15 degrees. Robby had to go to a breakfast for Blue Stakes (the guys you call when you are going to dig so you don't hit a power or gas line). They were having a seminar so he went to learn about it. The breakfast started at 7:30am and so does my school. He dropped me off at school half an hour early and went to the breakfast. It was SO cold today that I took a blanket to class. Our class gets pretty chilly on a good day, but I knew today would not be a good day. After class, Robby came into the school to get me. He was standing in the entry of the school waiting for me. I walked out of class and towards the stairs. I looked down and saw him. I'm such a sap, but my heart still beats faster when I see him. On the way home from school, he told all the grisly stories they told so everyone takes calling blue stakes seriously. He told me that 66 people died last year on job related injuries from buried cables and gas lines. Scary stuff.
It is our third anniversary today. I won't go on and on about how wonderful it is to be married to Robby. Anyone who sees us can tell that we are happy. He makes me laugh like no one else can. He has a quick wit, which I LOVE! I will throw out a sarcastic comment and he always comes back with one in return that usually makes me shout with laughter. This morning as my alarm rang, he rolled over and said, "Happy anniversary, Sweetheart." He is very serious about remembering holidays and special days. He always makes sure he wishes me Merry Christmas, Happy Anniversary, Happy Birthday or whatever the occasion is first thing in the morning when he wakes up. It's sweet.
Tonight we decided to buy steaks for dinner rather than go out for dinner...just doing our part to save money :D. Emeli was ecstatic. She loves steak. She hovered over Robby the whole time he fried them up. We had Caesar salad (another Emeli fave) and peach pie from last night. All in all a wonderful dinner. For an anniversary gift, I bought Robby a huge bag of Jelly Bellies (his fave) and he bought me a beautiful rose bouquet (my fave). He also told me that he was going to get me something else, but it didn't work out like he wanted, so I will have to wait until Saturday when it will be ready. And then he smiled this wicked smile and said, "And that is ALL I'm saying..." He knows darn well I am going to burn with curiosity until Saturday! GRRR. I will probably harass him tonight when we are in bed with questions, which he will NOT answer! hahaha!!
Emeli is at Young Women's tonight doing a Trek practice. They are working these kids to get them in shape for the Trek this summer. Our soft teenagers do not work in the fields and push heavy equipment all day like the pioneers did, so they need to practice for Trek. The pioneers would probably laugh their heads off if they knew that.
It is our third anniversary today. I won't go on and on about how wonderful it is to be married to Robby. Anyone who sees us can tell that we are happy. He makes me laugh like no one else can. He has a quick wit, which I LOVE! I will throw out a sarcastic comment and he always comes back with one in return that usually makes me shout with laughter. This morning as my alarm rang, he rolled over and said, "Happy anniversary, Sweetheart." He is very serious about remembering holidays and special days. He always makes sure he wishes me Merry Christmas, Happy Anniversary, Happy Birthday or whatever the occasion is first thing in the morning when he wakes up. It's sweet.
Tonight we decided to buy steaks for dinner rather than go out for dinner...just doing our part to save money :D. Emeli was ecstatic. She loves steak. She hovered over Robby the whole time he fried them up. We had Caesar salad (another Emeli fave) and peach pie from last night. All in all a wonderful dinner. For an anniversary gift, I bought Robby a huge bag of Jelly Bellies (his fave) and he bought me a beautiful rose bouquet (my fave). He also told me that he was going to get me something else, but it didn't work out like he wanted, so I will have to wait until Saturday when it will be ready. And then he smiled this wicked smile and said, "And that is ALL I'm saying..." He knows darn well I am going to burn with curiosity until Saturday! GRRR. I will probably harass him tonight when we are in bed with questions, which he will NOT answer! hahaha!!
Emeli is at Young Women's tonight doing a Trek practice. They are working these kids to get them in shape for the Trek this summer. Our soft teenagers do not work in the fields and push heavy equipment all day like the pioneers did, so they need to practice for Trek. The pioneers would probably laugh their heads off if they knew that.
Monday, January 31, 2011
Happy Monday!!
Usually Monday is not that great of a day, but when you get 95% on a math test from Hell, you feel pretty good. That's where I am at. I expected maybe an 81%, but 95?! I got my test and went back to my desk feeling pretty high. That means I don't have to take the make-up test and the math is all behind me.
Poor Emeli is just beginning the whole math thing. She had a math worksheet tonight that looked all sweetness and light because it was pink and said things like, "lace and ribbons" on it. Plus it had a cute little word puzzle on the bottom. But don't be fooled! It was a worksheet from hell and it had Emeli in hysterical tears. Between Robby and I we figured that pig out. However, some of the answers we came up with were not in the little boxes of possible answers at the bottom of the sheet. That was very frustrating and that is where Emeli lost her cool. We called Brett and asked him to help us figure out the one problem that stumped us and he came up with the answer right away. Sometimes I do not like Brett. Where did he get his math smarts?!!
I went visiting teaching today. I love my VT companion. She is 86 years old. She was an Idaho farm-wife and she is a pistol. I adore her. She suffered a stroke last year and it has not kept her down. She hand quilts! And she donates those quilts to DI's humanitarian department. She says just what she thinks, which is a trait I have always enjoyed in older people. She also laughs at my jokes, which I have always enjoyed in people as well :D. Whenever we plan on the times we will visit our ladies for the month, she says, "Well, I will see you on [whatever day] unless something happens to me. You know, at my age, something COULD happen..." On Sunday I told her that something could happen to ME, too. She laughed. Today I told her that going to school is probably going to save me from Alzheimer's and she laughed about that too. She told me that maybe she needs to read more books. I adore her!
Today our little ferret almost became dinner...grrr! I got Ollie all hyper when I got home from school. Getting Ollie all hyper is hilarious. He will run backwards, his back hunched up. Then he will slide under the couch and poke his head out to see if I'm still running after him. I got him all hyper and then I went visiting teaching. Robby was back in the bedroom working on his computer. I came home and Robby informed me that he put "the long one" (Robby's nickname for him thanks to D'Jayden) back in his cage because he was naughty. I looked over at our house tree and found cups and cups of dirt all over the carpet. Ferrets love to dig and that's what Ollie did when I left. Robby found him digging, sprayed him with the spray bottle and tossed him back in his cage. I vacuumed up the mess, cursing the little beast the whole time. But I also blamed myself for getting him all riled up and then leaving him.
Tomorrow we are giving each other ECG's and that means I have to wear a sports bra and have these little electrodes pushed under my bra right against my boobs. At least our teacher lets us wear a sports bra and not be topless completely. I'm glad for that because I go to school with all these little teenagers. I'm a little embarrassed for them to see my wrinkly tummy full of stretch marks.
Poor Emeli is just beginning the whole math thing. She had a math worksheet tonight that looked all sweetness and light because it was pink and said things like, "lace and ribbons" on it. Plus it had a cute little word puzzle on the bottom. But don't be fooled! It was a worksheet from hell and it had Emeli in hysterical tears. Between Robby and I we figured that pig out. However, some of the answers we came up with were not in the little boxes of possible answers at the bottom of the sheet. That was very frustrating and that is where Emeli lost her cool. We called Brett and asked him to help us figure out the one problem that stumped us and he came up with the answer right away. Sometimes I do not like Brett. Where did he get his math smarts?!!
I went visiting teaching today. I love my VT companion. She is 86 years old. She was an Idaho farm-wife and she is a pistol. I adore her. She suffered a stroke last year and it has not kept her down. She hand quilts! And she donates those quilts to DI's humanitarian department. She says just what she thinks, which is a trait I have always enjoyed in older people. She also laughs at my jokes, which I have always enjoyed in people as well :D. Whenever we plan on the times we will visit our ladies for the month, she says, "Well, I will see you on [whatever day] unless something happens to me. You know, at my age, something COULD happen..." On Sunday I told her that something could happen to ME, too. She laughed. Today I told her that going to school is probably going to save me from Alzheimer's and she laughed about that too. She told me that maybe she needs to read more books. I adore her!
Today our little ferret almost became dinner...grrr! I got Ollie all hyper when I got home from school. Getting Ollie all hyper is hilarious. He will run backwards, his back hunched up. Then he will slide under the couch and poke his head out to see if I'm still running after him. I got him all hyper and then I went visiting teaching. Robby was back in the bedroom working on his computer. I came home and Robby informed me that he put "the long one" (Robby's nickname for him thanks to D'Jayden) back in his cage because he was naughty. I looked over at our house tree and found cups and cups of dirt all over the carpet. Ferrets love to dig and that's what Ollie did when I left. Robby found him digging, sprayed him with the spray bottle and tossed him back in his cage. I vacuumed up the mess, cursing the little beast the whole time. But I also blamed myself for getting him all riled up and then leaving him.
Tomorrow we are giving each other ECG's and that means I have to wear a sports bra and have these little electrodes pushed under my bra right against my boobs. At least our teacher lets us wear a sports bra and not be topless completely. I'm glad for that because I go to school with all these little teenagers. I'm a little embarrassed for them to see my wrinkly tummy full of stretch marks.
Friday, January 28, 2011
whew!...it's Friday
I have had a test every day this week except Thursday. It has been crazy!
On Tuesday I had drama with Pyscho Lady. She thought she saw me talking about her to the girl next to me and saying that Psycho Lady was cheating. Psycho Lady approached me and accused me, I snarled back at her and she backed off. But she left a parting shot. "I STILL don't know why you don't talk to me anymore..." I wanted to yell, "Because of things like this!" but I refrained. Drama.
Thursday night I went to a Relief Society function where we talked about journaling and personal history. We got some really great ideas for making a personal history for our children. We got this great flier with questions about our lives to give us ideas on what to write about. As an activity, we had to draw the floor plan of a house from our childhood and then talk about it. As I was drawing, I remembered how we had a gardenia bush right by the front door. When it was blooming, it smelled so good. Whenever I smell gardenia, it always takes me back to that home with the gardenia bush. That is probably my favorite home. I was young, Dad was healthy and happy and times were good. We had a huge yard and I had the freedom to run all through the neighborhood because we lived in a cul-de-sac and knew all our neighbors. We had a vacant lot next door and my friends and I had fun adventures and make believe all through the trees, and all over the property. It was a large lot.
Today at the end of class, I was talking with some of the other kids in class. They are all Brett's age and they are hilarious because it's like talking to my own kids. One of the girls was talking about how hot Zach Ephron is. I told them he is probably the age of my sons and it would be sick and wrong for me to think he is hot. We looked up how old he is and one of the girls said, "He was born in 1987. How old is he?" Well, I knew that answer. Taylor was born in 1987, so Zach Ephron is 23 years old. Daniella, the air head of the class (who got almost 100% on the SAT!!) said, "YOU have a 23 year old?! Yeah, that would be GROSS if you thought he was hot." I had to laugh. These kids make me laugh.
Emeli and I went walking today before she went to Brooklyn's house. Emeli has decided (for the time being...it could change tomorrow) that she is going to stay with me during the school year and with her dad during the summers. I'm okay with that because Robby's job is very demanding during the summer. I can help him with his job and not worry that I'm neglecting Emeli. Not only that, but I will probably be doing my externship and not home a lot. Emeli told me she has 16 friends and that is WAY more friends than she had in Washington. In Washington, she had 0 friends. We talked about how much fun she would have on Trek. At first she was very hesitant about going, but as soon as I told her it was stake wide and that there would be lots of boys, she was more keen to go...hahaha!
I love having Emeli here. I love hanging out with her and joking with her. She is fun, compassionate, supportive and a great little friend. We get ready for school together in the mornings and get in each other's way in the hall bath putting on make-up. We share make-up. She uses most of mine. I am so grateful for the time I have with her.
On Tuesday I had drama with Pyscho Lady. She thought she saw me talking about her to the girl next to me and saying that Psycho Lady was cheating. Psycho Lady approached me and accused me, I snarled back at her and she backed off. But she left a parting shot. "I STILL don't know why you don't talk to me anymore..." I wanted to yell, "Because of things like this!" but I refrained. Drama.
Thursday night I went to a Relief Society function where we talked about journaling and personal history. We got some really great ideas for making a personal history for our children. We got this great flier with questions about our lives to give us ideas on what to write about. As an activity, we had to draw the floor plan of a house from our childhood and then talk about it. As I was drawing, I remembered how we had a gardenia bush right by the front door. When it was blooming, it smelled so good. Whenever I smell gardenia, it always takes me back to that home with the gardenia bush. That is probably my favorite home. I was young, Dad was healthy and happy and times were good. We had a huge yard and I had the freedom to run all through the neighborhood because we lived in a cul-de-sac and knew all our neighbors. We had a vacant lot next door and my friends and I had fun adventures and make believe all through the trees, and all over the property. It was a large lot.
Today at the end of class, I was talking with some of the other kids in class. They are all Brett's age and they are hilarious because it's like talking to my own kids. One of the girls was talking about how hot Zach Ephron is. I told them he is probably the age of my sons and it would be sick and wrong for me to think he is hot. We looked up how old he is and one of the girls said, "He was born in 1987. How old is he?" Well, I knew that answer. Taylor was born in 1987, so Zach Ephron is 23 years old. Daniella, the air head of the class (who got almost 100% on the SAT!!) said, "YOU have a 23 year old?! Yeah, that would be GROSS if you thought he was hot." I had to laugh. These kids make me laugh.
Emeli and I went walking today before she went to Brooklyn's house. Emeli has decided (for the time being...it could change tomorrow) that she is going to stay with me during the school year and with her dad during the summers. I'm okay with that because Robby's job is very demanding during the summer. I can help him with his job and not worry that I'm neglecting Emeli. Not only that, but I will probably be doing my externship and not home a lot. Emeli told me she has 16 friends and that is WAY more friends than she had in Washington. In Washington, she had 0 friends. We talked about how much fun she would have on Trek. At first she was very hesitant about going, but as soon as I told her it was stake wide and that there would be lots of boys, she was more keen to go...hahaha!
I love having Emeli here. I love hanging out with her and joking with her. She is fun, compassionate, supportive and a great little friend. We get ready for school together in the mornings and get in each other's way in the hall bath putting on make-up. We share make-up. She uses most of mine. I am so grateful for the time I have with her.
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