Stephanie

So this morning at 5:00 I went over to Stephanie's house and she went off to the hospital to get her tubes tied. When she left I almost wanted to cry. I mean...isn't it ironic that Matt and I are trying so hard to have a baby...and Steph knows she's done and is trying so hard to prevent having kids. It made me really sad. Anyways...I feel so bad for Stephanie. If any of you are reading this and know Stephanie, please just keep her in your prayers. Her surgery went fine but she is having a hard time dealing with the pain. I mean...I'm sure it didn't help that her daughter accidentaly head butted her in the stomach. I gave Steph the best thing that helped me when I got my appendix out. Luckily for me my mom and my big sister were there the entire time, even when I was sleeping. Sara was awesome and when I was in the hospital and hadn't showered or changed my clothes or anything she went out to GAP and bought me some pajama pants and some clean underware...and my mom stayed by my side the whole time and bought me soda to help get the air out of my stomach, so I have been giving Steph soda non stop and it seems like it has been helping which I knew it would because it helped me!!! Thanks mom!!!

Anyways, back to my original point, please just pray for Stephanie. I know she will get better but it is just really hard to see someone you love in that much pain and not be able to do ANYTHING for him or her.

A Girl has got to do what a Girl has got to do!!

I have been feeling really good about myself lately!! While I was watching Stephanie's kids I got to talk to my sister...and she said some things to me that I didn't think anyone noticed. She told me that when I was younger I always did my hair and make-up and I was always dressed up. Well, lately you are lucky if you can even get me out of my grungy clothes. I mean, I change out of my pj's and into what looks like different pj's. I thought nobody noticed, I mean, nobody ever said anything to me. So I knew it was time to do something drastic. Since then, I had a really awesome person do my hair, and my wonderful sister in law took me to get a full girls day out!! We got pedicures, and conditioning treatments for our hair and then she took me out to lunch!! It was really fun and very much needed!(Thanks Steph!!!)

I also have been going to the gym. Not feeling any results yet except lots of pain, but it is amazing how much better I feel about myself! When I go, I get all sweaty...which would normally disgust me, but I love it. I love the feeling that I have actually done something!!(I know...I'm a freak, what can I say?)

I also had the chance to go with Steph and her family to do their family pictures. It was so fun!!! Aimee took some amazing pictures of them!!I will try and post some pictures!!

It's a MALE thing!!!!

Isn't it funny how men are SO different than women? I have been after Matt to find a doctor for...about a year now and he always told me that he was looking for one. Well, today I had had enough so I took his insurance card and was looking at doctors. I remembered that Matt had wanted to see the doctor that his mom has been seeing so I asked for the name and looked it up. No joke...within 5 minutes I not only made sure that the doctor took his insurance, but I made his appointment for him. Well, since I was feeling so good about my wonderful husband and everything that he does, I called his sister so that she could laugh with me. She said that her husband is the same way. Then as I was talking to her, I was thinking about when I was growing up. When my dad had to go away for work, who packed his bags??? NOT my dad...it was always my mom. When my dad needed to go to the doctor who made the appointment?? Again...NOT my dad.

I can't say that I necessarily mind doing everything for Matt...I mean, I cook for him, clean for him, make his lunches...everything, but just once...I would like to see him try and make an appointment without me. I am not even sure he knows how. Anytime someone asks me a question he has to ask me. I think it is so funny.

Speaking of funny things. Matt surprised me the other day (he was in trouble) and cleaned the room for me. I came home and I was SO excited. I mean..I should have taken a picture...he was vaccuming the fan..(I think he knew he was in trouble) Anyways, I was so excited that for once he cleaned and I didn't have to. So a couple days went by and the room was still clean. Then as I was looking for something this morning..I found all my stuff. It is currently stashed safely away in the amoir in the guest bedroom. And all my clothes are tucked nicely in their BASKET waiting to be folded. I am really glad he cleaned, but it was just funny because I can't start a project without finishing it. If I am going to clean...I am going to do all the laundry and everything that goes with it.
Well, I sort of got off track..I just thought that it was really funny that men are incapable of more than they know!!!

Family Bed

Yesterday as I was talking to Stephanie she said something about a family bed, and honestly I had no idea what she was talking about...till last night. Matt and I didn't get to bed until 10:00 (which for me is VERY late) and that is when it all started. Michael wanted to sleep in his mommies bed. I said Michael...you never sleep with aunt Cristi and uncle Matt at my house. And he replied...I sleep with the big boys at your house and I sleep with my mommy at her house. So I caved for the sake of arguement...and tried to get Rylee to sleep. She fell asleep, I handed her to Matt, Matt handed her back...wide awake. This is how it was for about half an hour when I finally said forget it. So I finally get to sleep...mind you it was Matt, myself, Michael, and Rylee in the bed...and I feel this big thud. It was Max, my big dog jumping on the bed. Then of course my little puppy wanted up. Meanwhile, Chris and Sky were asleep at the foot of the bed. At about 2 this morning I couldn't take it anymore and went with Rylee and slept on one of the kids beds.
I don't know if I can take another night like last night. I probably slept about 4 hours total last night....but of course...Matt slept like a baby!!!

How wrong I was...and am!!

This week I am playing mommy to Stephanie's children...all 5 of them. When she originally asked me I was like sure...no problem, and I wasn't worried about ANYTHING. Well...as of now, Jason and Stephanie have been gone for a total of 1 hour...and I can already tell I have my work cut out for me. Between the 1 year old that won't let me leave her sight, the 5 year old that doesn't care about anything that I say and the other 3 boys that...well, they know I am just their aunt and things will be fine as long as I don't tell mom what happened. So for all my friends out there in blog world...wish me luck!! I am sure there will be lots of funny stories to tell in the next 4 days, so I will keep you all updated!!

The Mama and the Papa!

My parents are completly awesome people!! Although we may not see eye to eye all the time, my parents were pretty down to earth..cool people altough I would never admit it. There are a few things in my life that I can pin point to my mom.
1. My mom taught me the art of pulling weeds. Most of the time when I was asked to do something I would do everything possible to get out of it, and it worked most of the time, but when it didn't work, my mom would go out and pull weeds with me and we would just talk about things. It was really nice.
2. My mom taught me that we(the children) were one of her greatest accomplishments. I remember times that we would go to the store and my mom would be looking at a dress or shirt or something, and she would carry it around in the cart for awhile and then when we...well I, would ask for something, she would put her stuff back so that I could get what I wanted.
3. My mom taught me that regardless of what I think, she knew EVERYTHING. I wasn't the best child(I know...shocking!!!)and I would do stupid things like try to sneak out to a school dance when I wasn't allowed...but I was dumb and left notes in my backpack and packed my dress in my backpack, which my mom went through everyday!! And then I would try to sneak out and lie about it, but mom knew everything.
4. My mom taught me the importance of family. I remember when I was younger that my mom was always home when we got home from school, and she usually had a snack waiting for us. And then as we got older and she didn't need to be home with us, she stocked us our own "snack" cabinet. It was awesome!
These are just a few reasons that I am grateful for my mom!!! I know it wasn't always easy for her. I admit it I was a HORRIBLE child, and I did horrible things, more so to my mom than my dad. Sometimes I was so awful to my mom that if she punished me...she may have killed me, so she would just make me sit in a chair until my dad got home and he could deal with me(which was so NOT fair..I got in trouble, but when the boys had to wait for dad, his punishment for them was ice-cream and telling them not to do it again).
There are somethings that my dad taught me though....that I can point to my dad and the wonderful person that he is.
1. My dad taught me how to do dishes. Again, I wasn't the best child, or the smartest!! I would get in trouble, and my dad would give me dishes for the night, and I would say stupid things like "why don't you just make it a week" and so on and so forth. Well, daddy being the nice person that he is...let me keep doing dishes for 3 months because I so badly wanted to do them.
2. My dad taught me something else that I am grateful for. He taught me that even though his eyes are closed... he was still awake and could still watch TV. I would think that my dad was sleeping and think that I was tricky and ask my dad for money...and he would talk "in his sleep" and say "Sure honey...when you get a job!!"
3. My dad also taught me that I wouldn't always get what I wanted. The older I got, I think the worse I got. I admit that I would antagonize my siblings and they would pick on me...and of course I would yell for daddy. Well...it seems the dumber I got the smarter my dad got. By the time I was 14 my dad had caught on and would either ignore me, or he would say "Ryan wouldn't beat on you if you wouldn't say things to him" or things like that!
4. My dad taught me that it was a privledge to have a door. I was famous for slamming my door and I guess one day my dad got tired of it and took my door off the hinges. So of course I pretended like I didn't care and then I got out of the shower...and it was really hard to get dressed. So my dad...being the funny man that he is, set my door up against the frame so I could get dressed. Well I guess one day I forgot about my door and tried to slam it and it fell, and scared the crap out of me. I didn't stop slamming my door, but I did learn it was a privledge to have one!!
But both of my parents have been awesome and have taught me together how to be a lady, how to earn money, and that some things just aren't worth making a big deal out of. I think that the thing that made me the most mad, was shortly after Matt and I got married. Matt and I got in a fight and I went to my parents house. Of course I slammed the door so everyone knew I was there and to pay attention to me. I sat on the couch and started pouting. My parents came in and asked me what was wrong, and all I said was "I don't believe in happy families. And my parents both said "ok." Well let me tell you I was so mad that they didn't want to hear what happened that I forgot why I was mad and left, but that day they did teach me that I was an adult and I was married and that they didn't want to hear the details, but they have always shown me that they love me and that they would be there for me.

Would you PASS or FAIL???

The main reason that I am posting the blog is because I had a really scary thing happen to me today. I have been avoiding it for as long as I could...and I finally decided to do it and get it over with. I took my written test today to get my cosmetology license. So it all started last night. I asked Matt to give me a blessing and like any good man would..he did as I asked. Then I made him say family prayers last night..and then again this morning. And...he even made me breakfast in bed to prepare for my testl. So my test was scheduled at 11 but they said I needed to be there by 10:30...so being as paranoid as I am...I left at 9...hoping to get there in time. Well...I ended up getting there an hour early and I saw another girl that was taking the test at 10, so they let me go in with her and take my test. To make a long story short, I totally FREAKED myself out but I ended up passing. I knew immediately that the first thing I needed to do was thank Heavenly Father for helping and then call my parents. Which I did. I was so relieved to pass my test...it was really scary(I HATE taking tests).

So then as I was driving home I was thinking about some things in my life that have been going on and I asked myself...if I died today would I be able to pass and say that I did everything I could to the best of my ability? Or would I fail and try to give excuses to why I couldn't do things. For my test this morning I could have missed 17 questions to pass. Something tells me that there are more than 17 things in my life that I could work on in order to pass the final test.

So now the question is...would you pass or would you fail?