Making Progress

In preparation for our new little guy I have done a little rearranging. I wish I were talking about organizing the little guy’s clothes and buying diapers, but….I’m not. I haven’t gotten even close to that far. This pregnancy has done something to me. I am not my normal OCD self. Something is different about the second baby versus the first. When I was pregnant with Brynlee I started stressing about 4 months into the pregnancy that her baby room wasn’t done and her crib wasn’t up. Bless my heart. Like if Brynlee showed up 3 months early she would have looked around and said, “Wow. What a dump. I should have stayed in the belly where things were dark and beautiful.” Apparently this time I have hit the other extreme. I have decided that five weeks to D-day is the perfect time to start worrying about where the little thing is going to sleep. I am happy to report that I have gotten Brynlee’s room done, so now I can start thinking about putting up a crib or at least a pack-and-play in Brynlee’s old room. I don’t want to set my expectations to high, but I am hoping to have baby boy’s room finished before my new little guy is preparing for Kindergarten. I’ll let y’all know how it goes and in the mean time here are some pictures of Brynlee’s new big sis room!
 

Olympian at Heart

Oh, the OLYMPICS! I can’t get enough. I love them. But, then again what is not to love about sitting on the couch with a pint of ice-cream watching others contend for six minutes something that they have spent an entire lifetime practicing for.

To be honest with you, I really think that I could do well in the Olympics. There is just one problem…I’m not all that athletic. I would say that gymnastics would be my event, but due to my quickly growing stomach I can no longer see (let alone touch) my toes so that might put a small kink in my training. And since I would rather eat my right arm then jump off any kind of diving board, and truly start to panic if my head goes under water I don’t think any of the swimming sports are for me. And seeing how The Race car Shopping Cart Marathon or Warming up DinoNuggets are not yet an Olympic Sport my Olympic dreams are on hold. It’s too bad, because I really could be the Michael Phelps of both of those events.

However, since I am a beauty school graduate, it might qualify me to help the female gymnast put 125 clippies in their hair before they perform. Seriously, there must be some kind of hidden purpose to all of those hair barrettes, because nobody in their right mind would take 35 minutes putting in hair clippies without a reason.

Or, I know, I could be an Olympic reporter. My first story would be on Michael Phelps and what he is listening to on his iPod. Why has Matt Lauer not jumped on this story? Bob Costas? SOMEONE. Get to it. Speaking of Michael Phelps, I seriously stress every time he wears his pants only swimsuit…those things are low and I fear a wardrobe malfunction at any moment.

I also have to say that Men’s Synchronized diving makes me a little uncomfortable. And, yet, as weird as Spence and I think it is, we can’t NOT watch it. In fact, we not only watch it, but I also find us making all sorts of comments about the speed of rotation and reaching vertical like we totally know what we’re talking about. And we do! Anyways, back to the Olympics for me.

You can NEVER have too much Red Wheat

I officially have my three months supply of food storage done. Yeah! Now if only I knew what to cook with: 175 lbs of Red Wheat 170 lbs of Rice 47 lbs of Quick Oats 33 lbs of Pinto Beans 33 lbs of Black Beans and 20 lbs of Macaroni Any ideas?

Happenings!

Okay…so I am the first to admit that I am a BIG FAT BLOG SLACKER! I have been busy standing in front of the open freezer and taking naps with my feet on the air conditioning vents to try to keep my pregnant little self comfortable. Seven more weeks, baby! Seven more weeks! Here is an update of a few things that have been going on.

• My family went to the Twin Falls Temple Open House. I’m not sure why my mom, sisters and I thought that taking the entire family to the temple would be a peaceful, spiritual experience. It turns out that little girls begging to go swimming in the baptismal font, trying to jump on the oh so beautiful and white furniture, and screaming through an entire video because it doesn’t involve bright colors and rhyming words is…well…less than spiritual. After we got out of the temple we had had enough of the children wrestling and decided to eat somewhere where we could have a little peace, quiet and adult conversation. Because we have class and style we ended up in the play land at Artic Circle.
• Last Friday we made our way to Payson, UT to visit with Spence’s family. When we made plans to visit nobody informed us that it was highly probable that this could be our last trip to Payson EVER. It turns out there was a forest fire about 5 miles from Spence’s parents house that day that burned about 750 acres. I think it is 100% contained now and my in-laws house is still standing. While in Payson we got to see Spence’s little sister compete in her swim meet, visit with Anna, Mike and Lillie before they headed off to D.C. for school, visit Gretta and her girls since we missed them last time they came down from Albuquerque, and give my mother-in-law well wishes since she just got out of surgery.

• That night we stayed in SLC. The Holiday Inn boasted that it had a heated pool for their customer’s enjoyment. They forgot to add that it was heated to a mere 17 degrees.

• On Saturday we went to the B. Family Reunion. It was the first family reunion since my Grandma B. passed away so it was attended with mixed feelings. I’m pretty sure Grandma was looking down from heaven and smiling.
• Especially when she saw the hat that my Aunt Jillene gave to my Dad.
It says "If Dolly Parton was Farming she would be FLAT BUSTED TOO"
• Speaking of the B. family. It’s my Grandpa B’s birthday today. Happy Birthday Grandpa! WE LOVE YOU!!
• That night we went to Jessica’s house and played card games and the Wii. And by that I mean that the girls played card games until about 1:30 in the morning while we patiently waited for our turn on the Wii. Needless to say, our turn never happened.

• We all stayed the night at Jess and Brad’s that night. I wish I were kidding when I say that their was an air mattress on every square inch of her house including one on the kitchen floor, but I’m not. Like I said early, WE HAVE STYLE AND CLASS! Nothing like moving the kitchen chairs outside on the patio so you have enough room to blow up the air mattress for a little R&R. Classy, definitely classy!
• On Sunday we went to my sis-in-laws for a visit. Sarah and Brett whipped together some Holy Amazin’ Dutch Oven Dinner right on their back porch. It was so good that I am going to invest in my very own dutch oven chimney thing-a-ma jiggy!! When Sarah apologized for the “fatting” dinner I looked at her like LADY, YOU NEED TO BACK OFF WITH YOUR CRAZY. I don’t care how many cubes of butter or how much bacon fat you put in that dutch oven of yours anything that good is worth 40 or 8000 extra calories.
• Did I mention that I only have seven more weeks?