Feeling Lucky????

Feeling Lucky??

My friend Shelby had this posted on her blog and it sounded fun!! The first five people to respond to this post will get something made by me! My choice. For you. This offer does have some restrictions and limitations:

1. I make no guarantees that you will like what I make!

2. What I create will be just for you.

3. It'll be done this year. (Hopefully sooner than later)

4. You have no clue what it's going to be. Who knows? Not you, that's for sure!

5. I reserve the right to do something extremely strange :)

The catch? Oh, the catch is that you must repost this on your blog and offer the same to the first 5 people who do the same on your blog. The first 5 people to do so and leave a comment telling me they did win a FAB-U-LOUS homemade gift by me!

*Oh, and be sure to post a picture of what you win when you get it!

Riley's New Favorite Toy!

One time my friend Lindsay told me that she'd never know we have a kid except for the fact that she DOES know...I guess I really don't blog enough about him. There is way too much that happens that I can't just pick one thing...and as you can all tell I have been horrible at blogging lately. Anyway, today I had to run to Wal-Mart to get a few things. While there I was in the card/scrapbooking section and Riley saw the balloons. I could tell he REALLY REALLY wanted one...so I gave him one. That kid held on to the balloon for dear life! I mean total death grip. Well it was a little chillier in there than I expected so we went over to the baby section to see what he could find to keep him warm. I saw this way cute hoodie so I took it off the hanger and put it on one arm and then took the balloon out of his hand to put it on the other arm. He started to scream bloody murder like someone was taking him!!! He wanted that balloon and didn't ever want to let go. So I got the hoodie on quick and gave him the balloon back and he stopped crying! What a little stinker! He hasn't let go once since we've been home except to take a bath. He loves bathtime too so he was kind of ok with it but wanted it back first thing when he was out of the tub!! Anyway here are so pictures of him in his cute hoodie and with his balloon :)

I thought I'd Help out!

Ok, so some of you might think I am selfish after reading this post. And that's ok, because I'm not, so if you think I am then maybe we shouldn't be friends :) Anyway, Jeff and I had a talk the other night about being romantic and buying cute gifts and doing little surprises for each other. Since we have been married this has been pretty much non-existant...on either end. However, this stuff is a lot easier for me to figure out than it is for Jeff. I mean for Christmas and his birthday I always think really hard about something he would really really like to have and that has meaning. Me on the other hand, well I just go buy myself something and then say you can give this to me for whatever occassion is up next. So I can't really blame Jeff for not knowing what to get me because I steal all the ideas. Anyway, I figured if I made a post with pictures he'd be covered for all the holidays for the next year! I don't NEED anything, but if he decides he'd LIKE to buy me something I'd be ok with that :) Ok so here's the list! (And it's really not in any order except #1)

1. An iPhone...I LOVE LOVE LOVE my iPod touch and it would be so nice to have that combined with a phone so I don't have to carry both electronic devices everywhere I go. Now, I know this is a pretty unrealistic gift I'm hoping for...but Jeff is a smart guy, I'm sure he can figure something out right :)2. Jeff's mom got me a Juicy Couture charm bracelet for Christmas...except it did not come with any charms on it...thats ok, because I am pretty sure Jeff can get that one covered :)

3. Flowers....I am not going to be crazy and expect them on Valentines Day because as we all know they are WAY over priced then...I mean he can buy me a single rose or something from Walmart that day...but not a huge bouquet or anything...but if he came home randomly one day with flowers or had them delivered to my work that would be neat! He can pick out the ones he likes the best...I'm not too picky about it :)

4. Right now my OBSESSION is bumbles watches. We sell them at the salon and I love love love them. I have a few already but they are coming out with new ones all the time. Right now these are my favorite that I'd love to have:

It is kind of hard to see the detail but the first one is called Moab, the middle Bumbles Jumble, and the last one Jungle Feaver.

5. This last one is a little bit of wishful thinking on my part. I don't know that I really want to invest in this because once you buy the machine you have to buy all the cartriges. Anyway. I'll put in on here incase one day we get a lot of money! It is a Cricut expression and you can make all these awesome things for scrapbooking with it. Lately scrapbooking has been one of my escapes...but I really don't know that I want to invest in this yet.
I look like a snob now, I know...but it's ok because I don't expect all of these at once. And it's ok if I don't get them. I just thought I'd be a nice wife and help out Jeff. :)

Captain Hook

WARNING: This post is a bit graphic and contains graphic pictures.

So yesterday afternoon, I put Riley in his high chair in front of the TV in our bedroom to watch Baby Einstein so I could take a shower. I turned the shower on, threw my cell phone on the bed and got in. Well the shower was uneventful, like most peoples, but what followed could quite possibly the strangest story you have ever heard. Well when I opened the shower curtain the rod fell off the wall. So I dried off and then took the curtain off the rod and set it on the floor. I then took the rod, stood on the side of the tub and attempted to put the rod back up. The walls were wet from the shower I just took so I was unable to get the rod back on so I jumped, and by jumped I mean I literally jumped off the side of the tub onto the floor. Not such a big deal right? WRONG! Apparently I landed on one of the curtain hooks that was still attached to the shower curtain. My foot was hurting and looked down and the hook is HALF WAY into my foot. I started screaming and freaking out. I am BUTT NAKED and there is no way to get clothes on, my hair is soaking wet and I need to get someone to help me. So I gathered up the shower curtain and with my leg bent at a 90 degree angle I hopped to the bed and called 911. When the operator answered I was screaming so loud he couldn't understand me. I finally got through to him what happened and that I needed help. However, every time he asked me a question, like my address for example, I would say it is 3920 W. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH and then not finish. There was snot running down my face and I was balling. Ok so this guy now has my name, phone number, address, code to my garage so they can get into my house and he knows I am butt naked and have a baby with me. I asked him to call Jeff so he could meet me at the hospital. I give him Jeff's cell phone number and the guy comes back and says, "Ma'am there was no answer. It went straight to voicemail." Which means, Jeff IGNORED the call. Figures...he doesn't answer calls when he doesn't know the number. So I give him Jeff's desk # and explain if he doesn't answer it will go to the receptionist and she can track him down. So the guy comes back a few minutes later and tells me my husband is on the way to the hospital. Ok so my next freak out is where the heck are the people responding to this call. I am in so much freakin' pain and I just want them to come help me. So he double checks and says they are just around the corner. I hear the garage open and I am like ooo ooo they are here I heard the garage. So these like 6 EMT/Sheriff's walk around the corner and I blurt out "I am NAKED and you are in my ward!!!" This one firefighter is like yes I am in your ward...WOW talk about embarassing! So these guys come over and cover me with blankets and look at me and say, "What the HECK is that and how did you do it?" So I attempt to explain the story again but I am still freaking out and screaming and using some choice words. I keep begging them to just help me becase it hurts so bad. Well the cut the shower curtain off the hook so I only have one hook in my foot and not the whole shower curtain hanging off of me. (This probably takes a good 20 min) They keep telling me to breath because I guess I am screaming and yelling so much I am hyperventalating. So they bring in this chair thing and strap me to it and wheel me out of the house. Pretty much the whole neighborhood is outside waiting to see what has happened. They put me on a stretcher and I yell out again I am butt naked because the only thing I have on is a hospital gown and everyone is standing there watching me. So you think the story ends there right? WRONG again. They put me in the ambulance, my sister in law Angie shows up and takes Riley, and we head off to the hospital. I still have NO pain meds. The guy in the back with me tells me that he is going to try and get an IV in so they can start feeding me meds. Well let me just tell you after 2 UNSUCCESSFUL attempts he is like we are almost there I'll just let them do it. Ok so this thing has been in my foot for like an hour and a half by now and I am in excruciating pain. Don't worry I am still screaming in the ambulance, and am yelling at the guy to drive faster. We finally make it there and the nurses are waiting for me. They get me put in a room, Jeff shows up like a minute later, and then his mom, and sister with Riley and his niece. The nurse gets an IV started, the Dr. comes in and talks to me. I am like are you going to numb me before you take this out because it hurts so bad, they inform me they are going to put me to sleep to take it out! Halalujea!! This has to be the best news of the day and possibly my life at this moment. So they drug me up with Morphine and tell me the Dr. just needs to get everything ready and then they will take it out. All these nurses keep walking by and asking me if they can look because they have never seen anything like it before. So big surprise, I am the freak show of the hospital. Well the Dr. finally comes in, gives me this white medicine that puts me to sleep for like 5 min. I wake up and it's out, still hurts like crazy but it's out! So finally after 4 hours of craziness I am allowed to go home. I've got my foot wrapped. I'm NOT allowed to put ANY weight on it and I have to go see a podiatrist on Monday at 3. Crazy, huh? I am pretty sure I am the only person in the world to have a shower curtain hook go through my foot...

Our LITTLE Man Riley

So as many of you know at Riley's last Dr. appointment he didn't meet their expectations for his weight so we had to make a follow up appointment at 8 months. Well, I took him in today! I was sure things were going to be better since he has been eating more solids. Well, too bad for me. It's not better! I STILL STARVE MY CHILD! Ok, so I really don't...but at his last apt he weighed 15 lbs 2 oz and today, 2 months later, he weighed 16 lbs 5 oz...a total weight gain of only 1 lb 3 oz! WHAT THE HECK???? He did also grow an inch and is now 27 inches...but he is still not on the charts for his weight. We now get to go back at 10 months to check him again...the Dr. said that if at this point he still isn't gaining a whole lot and is leveling off then we will need to address the situation in a different manner (what does that mean...arrest me!?) Oh well....I really like my Dr. and I really do feed my child! He is so stinkin' cute and has been an amazing baby for Jeff and I. We honestly couldn't have been any more blessed.

This is a picture of Riley getting into trouble! I put him in his crib the other day so I could hop in the shower...when I came out I went into his room and found him like this...to the untrained eye it looks like nothing...but you are wrong. He broke his mobile IN HALF! That little stinker...those things cost like $50 and I wasn't planning on buying a new one for each child!

Bang Bang and Money

So my friend Liz called me up today to see if I wanted to go to a late night movie at the Kaysville dollar theater. Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants 2 was showing and we totally wanted to see it! So the movie started at 9:20 and we got there in plenty of time. At first we were the only people in the theater but then a few other girls came in...well at the last second this older man came in and sat down near us. Well there we are enjoying are movie and this guy whips out a briefcase...Liz and I look at each other like what the heck is going on. So we get scared...I mean that is a normal reaction for 2 girls in a dark theater, watching a chick flick when some random dude whips out a brief case. So now we are thinking we are going to get shot. So we move to the back by the door. Well he starts shuffling around again so we BOLT...I mean run out of there as fast as possible. We feel like idiots because we are acting like we are 12, so to cover up we go to the consession stand and ask the old man working when the show is over...we still have an hour. So we go back in and sit by the door again...so a few minutes later the guy is at it again and we are sure NOW must be the time we are going to get shot...so AGAIN we run out of the theater...meanwhile, I am sure the other 4 girls in there are whispering obsenities about how annoying we are (and rightfully so). Anyway, I go running out and turn around and Liz isn't there...I figure she must be shot but I'm not going back in because I have a husband and a baby. Then all of a sudden she is busting through the door, so I start running again. I look down at the floor and I can't believe my eyes. There is a PILE of $20's just laying there. I pick it up and count it...there is $140.00! I look at Liz and exclaim "It's the money you lost last week!!!!!!!" See Liz lost $160 last Friday and she looked everywhere...we were POSITIVE it was gone...but low and behold here is her money! We ask the consession stand man again if anyone has come out of their movie since our last incident and he confidently tells us no...so it really IS her money! So instead of feelings like bigger idiots and still being scared of being shot we left the theater...an hour early...and came home to our warm beds without the threat of being shot...we'll just have the rent the movie instead!

A Little Piece of My Mind...

This might offend some, so read at your own risk, I'm here to share a little bit of frustration. WHY do people go on missions if they are just going to go home an become inactive? WHY did you preach to me about how important it is to get married in the temple if you are going to turn around and NOT get married in the temple but somewhere else with someone who dresses totally immodestly, NOT be active, NOT wear your garmets, etc etc. I'm not going to say your mission was a waste of time because without missionaries I wouldn't be where I am today, but I can tell you I am frustrated with EVERYONE becoming inactive, EVERYONE getting temple divorces, EVERYONE not even getting married in the temple...DON'T go preach if you don't believe in it because I am sick of turning around and having the people who made such a big difference in my life not even being REMOTELY active. So excuse me if I BELIEVE in the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints and am a little bit hurt.