Ok so my friend just sent me this. It is very worth the 4 minutes it takes to watch. It's not embedded so I can't just add it to my blog. That's totally lame and primitive! (That will but funnier after you watch it. Enjoy!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LoGYx35ypus
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Max's Batman Birthday Party
Steven found a picture of a batarang and did a little work with photoshop turning it int a card you could open. Inside it said,
"Bat-Max is turning 5 years old & We'll have a Super Party. On the 21st at 2 PM, so please do not be tardy. The Batcave's location is on Davinci Drive, Seventy Nine Twenty Eight is where you should arrive. In costume or Secret Identity will come his Super Friends, to play some games and eat some cake until the party's end."
Inside the envelope that we delivered the card was a joker card with "Ha, Ha, Ha, I'll See you There" written on it in red.
When the kids first arrived we had a super hero training course. First they had to climb over a big bean bag (Love sack size) and crawl under the piano bench. Just beyond the piano bench was another child pretending to be the joker and he/she would throw my exercise ball at the hero and then the hero would tie up the joker. Finally our hero would knock down the brick wall and rescue the princess or batgirl.
Inside the bricks was a hidden joker card with a clue. The children went around the house looking for more cards that finally lead them to their party favor, a batman book. In the batman book it is Bruce Waynes Birthday and just as they bring out the birthday cake the Joker crashes the party. Once they found the books Steven read it to them.
Next came presents and then I brought out the cake and we started signing. Just then we heard Joker laughing and he came in and was imedietly attacked by all of our Super Heros. After they had defeated the joker we ate our icecream cake. It was a fun party and the kids had a blast.
"Bat-Max is turning 5 years old & We'll have a Super Party. On the 21st at 2 PM, so please do not be tardy. The Batcave's location is on Davinci Drive, Seventy Nine Twenty Eight is where you should arrive. In costume or Secret Identity will come his Super Friends, to play some games and eat some cake until the party's end."
Inside the envelope that we delivered the card was a joker card with "Ha, Ha, Ha, I'll See you There" written on it in red.
When the kids first arrived we had a super hero training course. First they had to climb over a big bean bag (Love sack size) and crawl under the piano bench. Just beyond the piano bench was another child pretending to be the joker and he/she would throw my exercise ball at the hero and then the hero would tie up the joker. Finally our hero would knock down the brick wall and rescue the princess or batgirl.
Inside the bricks was a hidden joker card with a clue. The children went around the house looking for more cards that finally lead them to their party favor, a batman book. In the batman book it is Bruce Waynes Birthday and just as they bring out the birthday cake the Joker crashes the party. Once they found the books Steven read it to them.Next came presents and then I brought out the cake and we started signing. Just then we heard Joker laughing and he came in and was imedietly attacked by all of our Super Heros. After they had defeated the joker we ate our icecream cake. It was a fun party and the kids had a blast.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Cake Pans
Growing up my mom always made me my birthday cakes. I thought it was lame and that the store bought ones my friends had were WAY cooler. Then I grew up and realized that my cakes were the best. My mom and her sister always made their own cake pans. You can make them in any shape you want. I love doing this and wanted to show all of you how to do it. 
These are a few cakes that I have done in the past. I don't have a photo of my favorite. Steven draws cartoon pictures and I made one of his cartoon face as a surprise for his 25th birthday. I will have to do it again because I'm so sad that I don't have a picture of it!
Here's how you do it.
1st decide on a shape and draw it and cut it out of poster board (the straighter the edges the easier it is). Make sure that it is not too big and will fit on a cookie sheet. If you want to make it bigger than a cookie sheet then you can find some cardboard and completely cover it in aluminum foil, just make sure that it isn't too big to fit in your oven.
2nd you can measure the edge of the cut out poster board (I just eye ball it), add at least two inches to the the measurement and get that much Heavy Duty aluminum foil.
3rd fold the foil almost in half, leaving 1 inch at the end, then fold that piece over again, still leaving the 1 inch at the end. This is going to be the edge of your pan.
4th tape the inch of foil you left on the foil to the bottom of your poster board with masking tape. You will need to shape the sides of the pan as you tape the bottom.
5th once you've made it all the way around the poster board overlap the tin foil with the extra 2 inches.
6th place your homemade pan on a cookie sheet and fill the pan with batter and bake. Watch the cake carefully because cooking times will vary depending on the size of the pan.
7th Once the cake is cool you can simply pull off the foil and frost it. The poster board will remain underneath the cake, be sure to remember that while you are cutting the cake.
I know that you are all thinking, no way, this will all just catch of fire. The first time I did it I had the same fear. My mom and aunt have done this for years and NEVER had a fire. Just be sure to place it on a cookie sheet and it should be just fine.
These are a few cakes that I have done in the past. I don't have a photo of my favorite. Steven draws cartoon pictures and I made one of his cartoon face as a surprise for his 25th birthday. I will have to do it again because I'm so sad that I don't have a picture of it!Here's how you do it.
1st decide on a shape and draw it and cut it out of poster board (the straighter the edges the easier it is). Make sure that it is not too big and will fit on a cookie sheet. If you want to make it bigger than a cookie sheet then you can find some cardboard and completely cover it in aluminum foil, just make sure that it isn't too big to fit in your oven.
2nd you can measure the edge of the cut out poster board (I just eye ball it), add at least two inches to the the measurement and get that much Heavy Duty aluminum foil.
3rd fold the foil almost in half, leaving 1 inch at the end, then fold that piece over again, still leaving the 1 inch at the end. This is going to be the edge of your pan.
4th tape the inch of foil you left on the foil to the bottom of your poster board with masking tape. You will need to shape the sides of the pan as you tape the bottom.
5th once you've made it all the way around the poster board overlap the tin foil with the extra 2 inches.
6th place your homemade pan on a cookie sheet and fill the pan with batter and bake. Watch the cake carefully because cooking times will vary depending on the size of the pan.
7th Once the cake is cool you can simply pull off the foil and frost it. The poster board will remain underneath the cake, be sure to remember that while you are cutting the cake.
I know that you are all thinking, no way, this will all just catch of fire. The first time I did it I had the same fear. My mom and aunt have done this for years and NEVER had a fire. Just be sure to place it on a cookie sheet and it should be just fine.
Monday, February 23, 2009
100th post?
So my cousin Cathy wrote 100 things about her on her 100th post and I loved learning new things about her. I started my list of 100 things and got to #46. Then I read Cathy’s blog yesterday. She mentioned this website that is about bettering yourself spiritually each day. It is a 31 day challenge and I’m taking it. I try really hard to be a better person each day. Well today we are supposed to make a list of 100 things we are grateful for so rather than telling you 100 things about me, I’m going to tell you 100 things I am grateful for. Here it goes.
1. The gospel.
2. I chose an amazing husband!
3. He plays with our kids and makes them laugh.
4. He enjoys his job.
5. He is very concerned with my happiness and does everything he can to help me be happy.
6. He has simple needs. All I have to do is let him buy comic books once a month and he’s happy as a kid in a candy store.
7. He is taking tomorrow off of work!!!!
8. He was raised by good parents that taught him how to be a great husband.
9. I am blessed to have had 2 children.
10. Max is sweet and, like his father, always trying to help mommy stay happy.
11. He is always helping the kid that is getting picked on.
12. He is old enough to do a few chores around the house.
13. He is an amazing example to me of the basic principles of the gospel.
14. He shows me how important it is to play and enjoy life.
15. He was blessed with a healthy body.
16. He goes to bed like a champ!
17. Elese makes me smile.
18. She gives the greatest hugs and kisses.
19. She says the funniest things like, “Is that Barack Obama?” she said that while pointing at our white bishop at church on Sunday.
20. She takes naps and sleeps through the night.
21. My mom!
22. She provides us with a warm place to live so that we can better our financial situation.
23. She has taught me how to be optimistic.
24. She is always willing to help out all of her children.
25. She watches my kids for me so that I can go to voice lessons.
26. My dad for trying his hardest to be a good father despite all of his illnesses.
27. I am educated.
28. I live in a safe neighborhood.
29. I have a great extended family.
30. My brother Eric for showing my how to be strong during adversity.
31. His sweet wife Suzy for always being sweet to me and being a great aunt to my kids.
32. My brother Evan for giving me blessings and rescuing me when my car would break down.
33. His wife Crystal for helping me understand that my mom may be a little crazy but she is still a wonderful woman.
34. Adoption, because it gave our family Eric and Evan.
35. My brother Blake for getting involved in music and theater and inspiring me to do it too.
36. My brother Spencer for always making me laugh as a kid.
37. His wife DeAnn for being patient with Spence and letting him do what he loves.
38. My mother-in-law for teaching me that food can taste good….really good…so good that you can eat too much and get fat.
39. My father-in-law for being our personal elf this past Christmas.
40. Washing Machines.
41. Dishwashers.
42. Computers.
43. My car.
44. Television, it is my escape.
45. Good books.
46. Healthy Sleep Habits Happy Baby.
47. My new found friendship with Heidi Davenport.
48. The occasional date with my husband.
49. Olive Garden.
50. Movies.
51. Fresh food.
52. The mountains.
53. Heating and air conditioning.
54. Comfortable beds.
55. The scriptures.
56. Temples.
57. Christmas time.
58. Jesus Christ.
59. Sunsets.
60. Rainbows.
61. French Fries. Yummy!
62. Zumba.
63. Muscle up.
64. Step/Abs.
65. Nicole for getting me to work out more.
66. My hearing.
67. My sight.
68. Pinchingyourpennies.com
69. Blog jogging.
70. Facebook.
71. Being able to sing.
72. All the plays I have been in.
73. My Ragtime friends.
74. Good visiting teachers.
75. Blurb books.
76. Herseys dark chocolate, craisen, blueberry, and almond candy bars.
77. Laws that keep us safe.
78. Good childhood friends.
79. Grandma & Grandpa Monson.
80. Grandma & Grandpa Hale.
81. Justen.
82. Eternal families.
83. Girls Camp.
84. Church Callings.
85. The opportunity to serve.
86. “My girls” that I taught in the old ward.
87. ALL of MY primary kids.
88. Nursery workers for allowing us to enjoy church without a screaming kid.
89. Our new carpet.
90. My treadmill.
91. Ashley and her Pilates DVDS.
92. Doctors.
93. Health Insurance.
94. Music.
95. All of my wonderful church leaders I had growing up.
96. Sister Taylor and her hugs for treats.
97. Scrunchys.
98. Learning opportunities.
99. Relief Society.
100. Tomorrow…the day that I can make better than today.
1. The gospel.
2. I chose an amazing husband!
3. He plays with our kids and makes them laugh.
4. He enjoys his job.
5. He is very concerned with my happiness and does everything he can to help me be happy.
6. He has simple needs. All I have to do is let him buy comic books once a month and he’s happy as a kid in a candy store.
7. He is taking tomorrow off of work!!!!
8. He was raised by good parents that taught him how to be a great husband.
9. I am blessed to have had 2 children.
10. Max is sweet and, like his father, always trying to help mommy stay happy.
11. He is always helping the kid that is getting picked on.
12. He is old enough to do a few chores around the house.
13. He is an amazing example to me of the basic principles of the gospel.
14. He shows me how important it is to play and enjoy life.
15. He was blessed with a healthy body.
16. He goes to bed like a champ!
17. Elese makes me smile.
18. She gives the greatest hugs and kisses.
19. She says the funniest things like, “Is that Barack Obama?” she said that while pointing at our white bishop at church on Sunday.
20. She takes naps and sleeps through the night.
21. My mom!
22. She provides us with a warm place to live so that we can better our financial situation.
23. She has taught me how to be optimistic.
24. She is always willing to help out all of her children.
25. She watches my kids for me so that I can go to voice lessons.
26. My dad for trying his hardest to be a good father despite all of his illnesses.
27. I am educated.
28. I live in a safe neighborhood.
29. I have a great extended family.
30. My brother Eric for showing my how to be strong during adversity.
31. His sweet wife Suzy for always being sweet to me and being a great aunt to my kids.
32. My brother Evan for giving me blessings and rescuing me when my car would break down.
33. His wife Crystal for helping me understand that my mom may be a little crazy but she is still a wonderful woman.
34. Adoption, because it gave our family Eric and Evan.
35. My brother Blake for getting involved in music and theater and inspiring me to do it too.
36. My brother Spencer for always making me laugh as a kid.
37. His wife DeAnn for being patient with Spence and letting him do what he loves.
38. My mother-in-law for teaching me that food can taste good….really good…so good that you can eat too much and get fat.
39. My father-in-law for being our personal elf this past Christmas.
40. Washing Machines.
41. Dishwashers.
42. Computers.
43. My car.
44. Television, it is my escape.
45. Good books.
46. Healthy Sleep Habits Happy Baby.
47. My new found friendship with Heidi Davenport.
48. The occasional date with my husband.
49. Olive Garden.
50. Movies.
51. Fresh food.
52. The mountains.
53. Heating and air conditioning.
54. Comfortable beds.
55. The scriptures.
56. Temples.
57. Christmas time.
58. Jesus Christ.
59. Sunsets.
60. Rainbows.
61. French Fries. Yummy!
62. Zumba.
63. Muscle up.
64. Step/Abs.
65. Nicole for getting me to work out more.
66. My hearing.
67. My sight.
68. Pinchingyourpennies.com
69. Blog jogging.
70. Facebook.
71. Being able to sing.
72. All the plays I have been in.
73. My Ragtime friends.
74. Good visiting teachers.
75. Blurb books.
76. Herseys dark chocolate, craisen, blueberry, and almond candy bars.
77. Laws that keep us safe.
78. Good childhood friends.
79. Grandma & Grandpa Monson.
80. Grandma & Grandpa Hale.
81. Justen.
82. Eternal families.
83. Girls Camp.
84. Church Callings.
85. The opportunity to serve.
86. “My girls” that I taught in the old ward.
87. ALL of MY primary kids.
88. Nursery workers for allowing us to enjoy church without a screaming kid.
89. Our new carpet.
90. My treadmill.
91. Ashley and her Pilates DVDS.
92. Doctors.
93. Health Insurance.
94. Music.
95. All of my wonderful church leaders I had growing up.
96. Sister Taylor and her hugs for treats.
97. Scrunchys.
98. Learning opportunities.
99. Relief Society.
100. Tomorrow…the day that I can make better than today.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
My 5 year old
I can't believe my little boy is 5 years old today! I still think of him as the little boy in the above picture. That was on his first Birthday after enjoying his Superman Cake. Many things and changed as he has grown but a lot has also stayed the same.
Stayed the Same
He still LOVES anything super.
He HATES taking naps.
He loves to sing.
He talks like crazy!
His favorite play mate is daddy.
His favorite drink is milk (for today, yesterday it was water)
He loves to explore and find out about the world around him.
He likes to play the chicken elmo game on the computer.
He hates shots.
Cookies are his favorite food.
He is tender hearted
Changes
He is SO big, last time I carried him I feel down the stairs.
He has so many friends that he and mommy don't have as much time together.
He can write his first name.
He knows his phone number.
He goes to preschool.
He likes to walk on the treadmill after mommy does.
He thinks he's Iron Man and all he is missing is the suit.
"Short sleeves are his style" (12/22/2008)
Actually he loves to wear 1-2 t-shirts with 1-2 hooddies over them.
He says, "Ugh" when he doesn't get his way.
His Best friend is Reed.
He loves building batcaves
Although Max can drive me crazy with all of his questions and interruptions I still love him more than words can express. He is always there to comfort me if I am sad and protect his sister even when she doesn't need protection. Reed just said he didn't want to play with Elese and Max said, "Reed, lets just let her play with us." Max is a very important part of our family and we love him!
Friday, February 13, 2009
My good example.
So I've been a little overly crabby lately. I have a list of things that I do every day. If I miss one day it is not a big deal...the house still is in decent order and me, the kids and Steven remain happy. Well over the last week I haven't done much of my list. I still get my laundry folded and put away. I've made the bed almost everyday but I haven't decluttered much. Life just keeps happening and by the time I have a second to declutter my house my foot hurts and I need a rest. Today we addressed and delivererd Max's birthday invitations and bought a birthday present for his friends birthday party that is later today. While these are things that needed to be done I was still frustrated when I got home to find no clean pans to make mac & cheese in, no bread to make sandwiches with, and no more dino nuggets. I told Max we were going to have quesidillas today and he complained so I told him he didn't have to have lunch then because that is all we have. He didn't like that much and put himself in time out. Feeling a little overwhelmed I called Steven for a little crying session about not achieving my goals at home, wondering how we are going to pay my medical bills and continue to slowly crawl out of debt. Then Max came into my room and he said, "I appologize. I thought that you needed to appologize to me but I said two prayers and the Holy Ghost told me that I needed to appologize to you." I need to follow his example and pray when I'm frustrated rather than feed the cruel wolf.
Now if I could only teach him to look at the camera when I take a picture.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Who do you feed?
My cousin Cathy mentioned the book the Proper Care & Feeding of Husbands on her blog a while back. I've checked it out from the library and have been reading it. I consider myself a pretty decent wife but one of my new years resolutions was to be a better one. Reading this book accompanied with falling down the stairs (causing Steven to have to take care of me) has really helped me have a greater appreciation for my husband. However, this is not what this post is about.
Today, while trying to escape my immense boredom I read this from the book.
"A grandfather was talking to his grandson. 'Grandson,' he said, 'there are two wolves living in my heart and they are at war with each other. One is vicious and cruel, the other is wise and kind.'
'Grandfather,' said the alarmed grandson, 'which one will win?'
'The one I feed,' said the grandfather."
This week I have been feeding the wolf that is bored, and feeling self pity. I'm not in a lot of pain but I'm just annoyed that I can't do all the things I want to do. I feel like I'm completely wasting my time. I know many people that have very negative wolves living inside of them and by gossiping, or concentrating on the negative they are feeding the vicious and cruel wolf and he will be the one to win. Everyone has their negative days, the days when they are just so angry and frustrated that all they can focus on is the bad. There are many days in my own life that I go to bed after the cruel wolf has won a battle. I hate to see my friends and family tear themselves apart by feeding this negative energy inside of them. I hope that I can be better at feeding the kind wolf and become a stronger and more positive person. I also hope that this post will help those that I love and care about do the same. It is hard on me to see them unknowingly hurting themselves but I imagine it is MUCH more painful for them.
Today, while trying to escape my immense boredom I read this from the book.
"A grandfather was talking to his grandson. 'Grandson,' he said, 'there are two wolves living in my heart and they are at war with each other. One is vicious and cruel, the other is wise and kind.'
'Grandfather,' said the alarmed grandson, 'which one will win?'
'The one I feed,' said the grandfather."
This week I have been feeding the wolf that is bored, and feeling self pity. I'm not in a lot of pain but I'm just annoyed that I can't do all the things I want to do. I feel like I'm completely wasting my time. I know many people that have very negative wolves living inside of them and by gossiping, or concentrating on the negative they are feeding the vicious and cruel wolf and he will be the one to win. Everyone has their negative days, the days when they are just so angry and frustrated that all they can focus on is the bad. There are many days in my own life that I go to bed after the cruel wolf has won a battle. I hate to see my friends and family tear themselves apart by feeding this negative energy inside of them. I hope that I can be better at feeding the kind wolf and become a stronger and more positive person. I also hope that this post will help those that I love and care about do the same. It is hard on me to see them unknowingly hurting themselves but I imagine it is MUCH more painful for them.
Sunday, February 8, 2009
Cutting Back
It looks like I will be cutting back or completely cutting out all my exercise for the next month.
Last night we went to dinner with Derek and Jennie. When we got home Max wanted to be carried in. He was on my side of the car so I decided to get him and have Steven get Elese. We parked in the garage so we came in through my moms way. I was walking down the stairs to our house in my "come and get me" boots carrying 40 lb Max when suddenly my foot just gave way. I don't really remember much, just being on the ground, feeling pain, hearing a crack and looking at my foot at a 90 degree angle to my leg. The thing that was really strange to me was that usually when something like that happens it happens in slow motion. Your addreniline helps you to be more aware of what is going on. I have no idea what happend. I obviously fell down a couple of steps and some part of my mind told me to lift Max to the otherside of my body so he wouldn't get hurt but I don't remember actually moving him.
Steven was just behind me on the stairs and came to help. I took off my boots, that I'm not sure I will ever wear again, and with Steven's help hobbled into the bed room. I collapsed on the bed. I was shaking and feeling really dizy. Steven got me some ice and put the kids in bed. Derek and Jennie got to our house shortly after that. We sat in the from room visiting while I iced my foot and downed some IB profin. I was very proud of myself for not letting the pain get to me...I just sat there trying to have a decent conversation and not start screaming. I didn't want Derek and Jennie to feel like they had to leave, we love having them around and don't get to seem them very often. You know how the hospital always tells you to rate your pain? I was feeling at least a 7 until the IB profin kicked in. It hurt really bad to put any pressure on it but as long as I didn't try to walk I was fine.
In the morning my foot was still swollen and horribly painful so off to the ER we went. After some x-rays and waiting and wishing my Doctor was JD or Turk (just because it would have been more entertaining) the doctor arrived with the diagnosis. He told me that I have very "delicate" bones but none of them had broken. I had tore one of my ligaments which meant I had a very "severe" sprain. I have a lovely brace that I can only remove to shower for the next month. If I turn my ankle in the wrong direction my "delicate" bones will break.
For those of you that don't know I have become quite obsessed with exercising over the last year or so. I usually go about 5 times a week...6 on a good week and 2 on a bad week...I don't have many bad weeks. Well...it looks like I will have a bad month. For the 1st month I'm not supposed to put any exesses weight on it. I can work, go from one place to the next but I can't do anything too strenious.
So, here I sit with a very tired husband. Tired of prepping dinner (my family is coming over tonight for our monthly dinner) and fasting at the same time, tired of kids that thnk it's cool that mommy hurt her leg so they keep running around like crazy trying to "not" get hurt. I feel a little helpless, like I can't do much to help. The next two days are the most important for the healing process and with him going to work tomorrow I have to take advantage of the help I have today. So there you have it...although I'm in a decent amount of pain I have still never broken a bone, dispite my "delicate" bones.
Last night we went to dinner with Derek and Jennie. When we got home Max wanted to be carried in. He was on my side of the car so I decided to get him and have Steven get Elese. We parked in the garage so we came in through my moms way. I was walking down the stairs to our house in my "come and get me" boots carrying 40 lb Max when suddenly my foot just gave way. I don't really remember much, just being on the ground, feeling pain, hearing a crack and looking at my foot at a 90 degree angle to my leg. The thing that was really strange to me was that usually when something like that happens it happens in slow motion. Your addreniline helps you to be more aware of what is going on. I have no idea what happend. I obviously fell down a couple of steps and some part of my mind told me to lift Max to the otherside of my body so he wouldn't get hurt but I don't remember actually moving him.
Steven was just behind me on the stairs and came to help. I took off my boots, that I'm not sure I will ever wear again, and with Steven's help hobbled into the bed room. I collapsed on the bed. I was shaking and feeling really dizy. Steven got me some ice and put the kids in bed. Derek and Jennie got to our house shortly after that. We sat in the from room visiting while I iced my foot and downed some IB profin. I was very proud of myself for not letting the pain get to me...I just sat there trying to have a decent conversation and not start screaming. I didn't want Derek and Jennie to feel like they had to leave, we love having them around and don't get to seem them very often. You know how the hospital always tells you to rate your pain? I was feeling at least a 7 until the IB profin kicked in. It hurt really bad to put any pressure on it but as long as I didn't try to walk I was fine.
In the morning my foot was still swollen and horribly painful so off to the ER we went. After some x-rays and waiting and wishing my Doctor was JD or Turk (just because it would have been more entertaining) the doctor arrived with the diagnosis. He told me that I have very "delicate" bones but none of them had broken. I had tore one of my ligaments which meant I had a very "severe" sprain. I have a lovely brace that I can only remove to shower for the next month. If I turn my ankle in the wrong direction my "delicate" bones will break.
For those of you that don't know I have become quite obsessed with exercising over the last year or so. I usually go about 5 times a week...6 on a good week and 2 on a bad week...I don't have many bad weeks. Well...it looks like I will have a bad month. For the 1st month I'm not supposed to put any exesses weight on it. I can work, go from one place to the next but I can't do anything too strenious.
So, here I sit with a very tired husband. Tired of prepping dinner (my family is coming over tonight for our monthly dinner) and fasting at the same time, tired of kids that thnk it's cool that mommy hurt her leg so they keep running around like crazy trying to "not" get hurt. I feel a little helpless, like I can't do much to help. The next two days are the most important for the healing process and with him going to work tomorrow I have to take advantage of the help I have today. So there you have it...although I'm in a decent amount of pain I have still never broken a bone, dispite my "delicate" bones.
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Happy Birthday To Me :)
Today is the day, the big 2-9. The big game conflicts with much celebrating but my sister-in-law is making homemade french fries at her Super Bowl party and if you are me that is a pretty awesome present even if it isn't really a present.
Friday night Steven and I went dancing at the Murray Arts Center. We learned the Rumba and the West Coast Swing. It was a lot of fun. Steven makes this "I'm turned on" face when he is concentrating so I kept thinking that he was tuning in to his inner Latin side and trying to seduce me, it turned out the only thing going through his mind was, "Pause, quick quick, pause, quick quick." We had a lot of fun but my joints have been bothering me. I spent the entire night looking at his top button and trying not to let me hand fall off his shoulder. I'm not sure whats wrong with me but when I looked at myself in the mirror while we were taking a break from dancing I looked all lopsided. I tried to even out my shoulders but it felt like I was lifting weights and was very uncomfortable. We ended the dancing a little sooner than planned to give my aging bones a rest and enjoyed some Training Table Cheese fries followed by Frozen Yogurt from Red Mango.
Saturday we went to the Draper Temple open house. We were nervous that we wouldn't be able to make it through but we did. The kids were good other than Elese screaming at the top of her lungs at one very reverent point. Fortunatly we didn't have to rush too much to get the kids to Grandma Heumanns, take Grandma Hale home, buy gas and make it just in time for our 4pm show at Hale Theater. We saw Cash On Delivery. It is a very funny show. We had saw it about 9 years ago together and loved it. When we saw they were doing it again we knew we had to go. A friend from Ragtime was in it so it was fun to see him all covered in soot (you're going to have to see the play to understand). After the play we got on the 1 hour 15 min. waiting list for dinner at the Cheese Cake Factory. We went grocery shopping and bought be a Nora Jones CD at the book store while we waited. After 2 hours we were finally seated. I was very hungry and crabby but once we ate things were better.
Today we will watch the Big Game at Steven's sisters and enjoy time with his family. If you can't tell I like to spread my birthday out over as many days as possible. Chances are for the next two weeks when I ask Steven to do something for me I will follow it with, "It's my birthday."
Friday night Steven and I went dancing at the Murray Arts Center. We learned the Rumba and the West Coast Swing. It was a lot of fun. Steven makes this "I'm turned on" face when he is concentrating so I kept thinking that he was tuning in to his inner Latin side and trying to seduce me, it turned out the only thing going through his mind was, "Pause, quick quick, pause, quick quick." We had a lot of fun but my joints have been bothering me. I spent the entire night looking at his top button and trying not to let me hand fall off his shoulder. I'm not sure whats wrong with me but when I looked at myself in the mirror while we were taking a break from dancing I looked all lopsided. I tried to even out my shoulders but it felt like I was lifting weights and was very uncomfortable. We ended the dancing a little sooner than planned to give my aging bones a rest and enjoyed some Training Table Cheese fries followed by Frozen Yogurt from Red Mango.
Saturday we went to the Draper Temple open house. We were nervous that we wouldn't be able to make it through but we did. The kids were good other than Elese screaming at the top of her lungs at one very reverent point. Fortunatly we didn't have to rush too much to get the kids to Grandma Heumanns, take Grandma Hale home, buy gas and make it just in time for our 4pm show at Hale Theater. We saw Cash On Delivery. It is a very funny show. We had saw it about 9 years ago together and loved it. When we saw they were doing it again we knew we had to go. A friend from Ragtime was in it so it was fun to see him all covered in soot (you're going to have to see the play to understand). After the play we got on the 1 hour 15 min. waiting list for dinner at the Cheese Cake Factory. We went grocery shopping and bought be a Nora Jones CD at the book store while we waited. After 2 hours we were finally seated. I was very hungry and crabby but once we ate things were better.
Today we will watch the Big Game at Steven's sisters and enjoy time with his family. If you can't tell I like to spread my birthday out over as many days as possible. Chances are for the next two weeks when I ask Steven to do something for me I will follow it with, "It's my birthday."
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