Do you ever feel overwhelmed with all the responsibilities that naturally come with being a woman? How you're just expected to know things, accept things bravely, and cook? Me too.

It's been a long day. Nothing bad has happened. I'm just worried about my squirt. She's sick with a mysterious illness, she's scratched her burn so much I'm afraid it's infected, and I should have way more things packed than I actually do.

Thanks for listening dear blog readers, I'm just feeling a little worn out. But I will now bravely leave my chair to go cook some noodles. Cheer me on!


I'm back..for awhile

Hello, I'm back dear Internet friend of mine. Sean got me some sort of dial-up free trial thing. It's nice to know I have a husband that cares about my time online almost as much as he cares about his. So, I suppose I'll give an update.

1. I need new glasses almost as much as I need tums. I'm excited to get our new insurance. Hopefully, tomorrow morning I will find myself at a eye store picking out new frames.
2. Sean started his new job today. It's almost 3:00 and I still haven't heard from him. This is either really good or really bad.
3. My stomach has seemed to have shrunk. This is very startling since I am now entering the pregnancy phase of wanting to eat my house. Yesterday I dished myself up a big bowl of spaghetti and ate three bites. The whole thing was seriously depressing.

4. I am still in complete denial about my desperate need to start wearing maternity clothes. I hopefully won't continue to squish myself into my black dress so many times that my mother has to come and force me to buy new clothes. She made me do that with a pair of shoes I kept wearing. I really loved those shoes. What made the entire thing extra sad was that Sean was so happy to see me wearing another pair of shoes, I think he wrote my mom a thank-you note. I think I have a weakness for attaching myself to weird things.
5. Two weeks to go before I fly out to Seattle to visit my beautiful new-momma sister! Did I mention I am only slightly terrified to be taking a toddler on a plane, by myself?

6. Less than four weeks to go before I officially move into my new house! Every time I close my eyes I find that I am decorating it. There are some fabulous shelves in the kitchen just begging for me to get too creative and overdo it.

7. My apartment is super cluttered from all my half-effort attempts at packing.
Here are some pictures of my soon-to-be, new-to- me, house

This, as you might be able to tell is the front yard. I'm very excited for the garage. I'm not so excited about not having to scrape my windows as I am about the fact that I will be able to leave Gracie in her car seat while I bring in groceries. I currently live in a place that has no garage. I can't take a bag of groceries inside my house while Gracie is in her car seat because I am sure my car will be hijacked and then I will have to go on the news and beg the car thief to keep my car, but return my child. When I worked in the news, I always heard my director say that those parents were idiots. They weren't idiots, they were exhausted and unlucky.

Here is the kitchen where I plan to teach myself how to bake bread and make gingerbread houses. The last gingerbread house I made was eaten by mean-pants roommates. That's another post in and of itself.

Here is a shot of the living room. Unfortunately, the piano does not stay. I will have to put my unused guitar in its place. I think I'll also add Gracie's toy piano. That should really brighten the room.And hence the fully landscaped backyard with a swing set. This is what sold us. Apparently living in an apartment with a small patch of grass on a busy street makes one a little fanatical about a fully fence backyard.

So, I've got plenty on my plate for the next couple of weeks, most of which involves me taking my daughter to doctor appointments. We have her allergist appointment coming up, I'm praying she has outgrown her egg allergy.

Until I get another idea, or until my Internet trial runs out...bon voyage!


Woe is me!

I'm in the library right now. We have no Internet. Woe is me.

The difficulty in blogging this post all has very positive reasons behind it. In less than a month we are moving to Utah County. That's right. I thought I left the county behind when I graduated BYU, but I wrong. Sean scored a great job at Omniture and starts work on Friday.

We were getting free Internet from his past employer. That little perk is now gone. I suppose now would also be a great time to mention, even though everyone already knows, that we are expecting in March. I'm getting congratulations from odd men in the street. Honestly, the LDS rumor circuit is something to behold. Just because I look like I might have gained five pounds and that I am about to puke doesn't always mean a gal is pregnant... Anyway, we are really excited! We are excited about our new house, new baby and new job. We have been blessed so greatly!

Okay, Sean is outside chasing Gracie around the library. I have pictures of the house we are moving to, but they are on the other computer. I will post them as soon as I can. I might be hitting the library everyday. Honestly, I had no idea Sean and I were so attached to the World Wide Web.


I Fought the Law....

And I won!

Okay, so there are five million things going on in my life right now, and five million other things I should right about. But right now, I only have enough time and energy to tell you this. I won my battle with my health insurance.

Here's the deal. There is only one burn clinic in Utah, and they were not on our preferred care list. As a result we were charged outrageous prices for EVERYTHING. Every time I got a bill, I would just cry as our savings was flushed down the toilet. It didn't seem fair. I mean where else were we supposed to go? My mom suggested I appeal. So I called and in a very polite voice explained the situation and how we had no other choice than to be robbed blind. I was denied. I accepted that as my fate. Then I got another bill above and beyond the call of duty. Just seeing how much money we were going to have pay for something that normally should be covered infuriated me. I sat down and typed out the meanest, most polite letter you've every read. It gave me the chills to read it. I'm pretty sure I used some legal terms that people have told me to use before.

Anyway, it worked, our claim is being reprocessed for in-network fees. In a way it doesn't matter if we get very much money back at all, even though I suspect we might, I fought, I won, I feel good about standing up for my rights.


Smells like my Youth

I love this stuff so much. If I could, I would marry it and promise it all sorts of things.



Don't sign me up...

Every season I get a brochure in my mail for community education courses. I have never taken one of these classes but that doesn't stop me from flipping through the entire thing, and pretending that I'm going to sign up for a class or two...or two hundred. There are so many things I would love to learn, so many hobbies and so many languages. There really isn't a class I wouldn't like...except for a few of these gems. My imagination will not be registering for any of the following offered classes.

1. Bobbin Lace.
Umm...not high on my list of crafts. I would have to wear lace before I learned how to make it. Good class, not for me.

2. Scrapbook Cards.
I've finally admitted to myself that scrap booking, and making cards from scrapbook stuff will never be within my skills. Instead I will enjoy the beautiful cards my friends make and send them sloppy handwritten notes in return. A gal needs to do what a gal needs to do.

3. Phlebotomy Certification
It would never happen.

4. Computer Keyboarding
I've already figured this one out.

5. Writing: Obituary Workshop
I could see myself taking this class to new levels, the likes of which they've never seen. I am sure my obituary would turn out to be nothing more than a fantastical pack of lies. I would get kicked out for sure.

6. (My favorite so far) Avoid Lunacy- Drive them Sane.
This is a class for couples and singles. I say if you are in a relationship that is driving you crazy, you may want to fore go this class and head straight to the mediation department.

7. Aquatics: Early Bird Run
Swimsuit and early morning? Wouldn't happen.

8. Medieval Swordsmanship Beginning
If you're really lucky, sometimes you can catch the medieval sword fighters at Sugarhouse Park. I love to watch and wonder what their real lives are like versus their fantasy lives. Not for me, but certainly for a lot of people.

9. Dog Obedience: Beginning
My fear of dogs is growing as I get older. My heart would stop if I went to this class.

10. (This really is a class) Forkbending.
I guess I can go and learn how to bend a fork with my mind. Right after this class I will strap on my hot pink superhero costume and patrol the streets for people manipulating stop lights with their minds.

11. Paganism, Witchcraft, Wicca
Living in Sugarhouse, I see enough of this stuff all ready. No need to take a class.

12. Stamp Camp.
Clever name...please see #2

13. Making and Using Blowtubes and Darts.

So there you have it. Those are the classes that I will not be daydreaming about. In the meantime I will be daydreaming about learning 5 new languages, how to weld metal, and how to cook for a crowd.