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Monday, January 31, 2011

Valentine's Day Advent Calendar

I'm kinda excited about the super easy, super cheap-o advent calendar I made for Valentine's Day this year.  Check out THIS LINK for my inspiration.  (I say inspiration, but that's pretty much exactly how I did mine...I even used 2/3 of her ideas for the daily to-dos. :)  Paul almost walked in on me making the countdown in the back room today, and I actually got a surge of adrenaline...I suppose I MUST be feeling better!

Here it is!  SO simple, and it didn't cost me a dime.  My favorite.  I tried to make it heart-shaped (hahaha)...and instead of printing out her ideas, I just typed my own and glued them to half an index card, then hole-punched the top and put a little ribbon through. I'm excited to get started doing all the little lovey-dovey things (that we forget to do after a while in our busy lives) tomorrow!  Now I just need some inspiration for some FREE, fun Valentine's Day dates...or gifts!  We haven't really settled into many holiday routines yet, but I know that even if it's scaled down and FREE, I still want to do SOMETHING.  Any suggestions?


Sunday, January 30, 2011

Adventures in Babysitting

(Did anyone else love that movie when they were little?  Or was it just me?)

I got to babysit my poor nephew Tanner this week, because he was too sick to go to daycare.  The poor guy, as it turns out, has an ear infection, sinus infection, and upper respiratory infection.  That's a lot for a 17-month-old to handle.  No wonder he pretty much zonked out all day!  I was going to watch him on Saturday, too, but...I got sick myself.  Thankfully it was my sister and mother to the rescue!

BUT.  I digress.  There was a really cute moment when Tanner, while watching "Curious George" episodes, decided he was tired.  In his little coat (he'd had it on most of the morning because he wanted to leave me), he just got up, grabbed his sippy cup and his blankie, and walked behind our couch to the entry way.  He laid down right by our shoes, pulled his blanket up around himself, drank from his sippy until he was too tired to swallow right, and put himself to bed.  He slept there for almost two hours!  It was adorable.


Pepes, by Caida Lee

It's rare these days that my sisters and I are all in the same place, and we celebrated by going out to our family's favorite place, Pepes.  I don't actually love the food as much as the rest of them do, but I love the free chips and salsa and I love that my family has so many memories there.  :)  Mom, both my sisters, my niece, my hubby, and our friend got to spend Friday night eating good food and spending time together.  My sisters are awesome and I miss them.

My niece got to be our photographer for the evening.  I deleted most of the photos because, well...she's six.  Most of the photos were of the table, her cup, or our elbows.  Also, she thought it was hilarious to photograph boobs.  Like I said...she's six.

But we did get a few good workable shots out of the evening:
Me and Darland 2.

Darland 3.

At least Paul looks good here!

Jordan, in town for a friend's bday!


A little marketing for Pepes...menu and all...

"Oh, I can take pictures of myself, too!"

Caida and Grandma Linda

Just Caida Waida Potata Head :)



This was one of about seven in her "armpit" series.  I spared you the rest.  :)

MUAH!

Not too vain, but...really?

This picture doesn't even do it justice.  My hair is a natural dark brown, not shiny and rich but still.  Brown.  NOT gray, NOT silver.  Yet every day I find the signs of aging spreading.  I found my first gray hair when I was 16, and in the last few years I've gone from a stray silver here and there to entire streaks (really at my temples mostly).  Sometimes I like these flecks of silver, especially in the sunlight.  And I like to think I've earned my grays.  But now it's just getting outta control!!!  Maybe I will (gasp!) dye my hair.

And maybe cut it, too.  I'm sick of it as it is.  Any suggestions for cute hairstyles for round-oval-faced people?  I still want it long enough I can just throw it up into a ponytail (which is my hairstyle of choice these days).  But something I could actually look cute in would be nice.  :)
Attractive, no?  This is how I FEEL I look all the time. 

Saturday, January 29, 2011

Today is a Sad Day

I just ended an almost 19 year streak of being vomit free.  :(

And before y'all go jumping to conclusions, it's accompanied by fever/chills, I have been around more sickies/carriers in the last two days than in the last several months combined, and while pregnancy isn't totally impossible, it's also not very probable. And it would be too early for morning sickness, anyway. Pretty sure I'm just actually really sick. :( Which makes it not worth it and therefore even worse. Hahaha...love my own logic.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Food fairies and other wonders

If I'm being honest (and I'm trying that out a little more earnestly these days), it's been a while since I felt a part of anything bigger than myself.  Do you know what I mean?  Sisterhoods/close friendships, ward families, important causes, all those things that make us feel connected to humanity beyond the walls of our own home.  It's not that anyone has been mean to us (our families, especially, have been incredibly generous), or that we haven't made a bit of an effort to be involved with others.  But we've missed old friends and jobs and have had difficulty adjusting to the idea of being here at this place in our lives...the waiting place.  It's not my favorite.  And winter just doesn't help anything.  :)

These last few days I've begun to feel something a little different.  With car problems leaving us carless until at least the first of the month, and the culmination and frustration of health problems that aren't too serious but that still keep me from wanting to accomplish much on my daily to-do list, we've been learning (again) the hard lesson of how to ask for help and accept assistance from others.  I know that when I serve others, I feel blessed, and that can't happen if others don't allow me to serve.  Yet it's difficult to be on the receiving end sometimes. 

We had some friends, a young couple from church, over for dinner on Sunday, and it was really nice to get to know them better (and to re-learn how to play Settlers of Catan, which we've owned our whole married life and never once played).  Many friends have had us over for dinner, but as much as we want to, we seldom reciprocate because, frankly, we can barely make ends meet these days.  We decided to just "screw it" and have people over, anyway, and we'd make do with what we have.  The Lord has truly blessed us by making our meals last longer than usual, and our dollar stretch farther when we go shopping (never before have we averaged $20/week on groceries and ENJOYED it!).  In addition, my mom (through unpleasant means herself, sorry, Mom!) wound up giving us a bunch of salad, which was especially nice since we had bought mostly canned and boxed goods to get us through 'til the next paycheck.  Fresh greens are good for what ails you, and not just physically.  THEN, to top it off, some anonymous "food fairies" dropped off two bags full of groceries during our Bourne trilogy marathon last night.  And these weren't just canned spinach and stuff like that that no one (except us) wants--no, in addition to canned soups and beans and veggies, there were pudding mixes, baking goods and spices, cookies for the hubby, and dark chocolate minis for me!  To the food fairies, thank you.  We really did need it this week!

As if that weren't enough, my mom is covering the charges of the car (she's really too good to us), so that allows us to have a little more wiggle room for gas and groceries after we pay rent with our next paycheck. 

ALSO, our good friend Laura West has been giving us rides to church and grocery stores and anywhere else we need to go. 

I've been thinking a lot lately about how to make ends meet and what my part in that ought to be, and a lot of the challenges that have led us to this point in our lives and where we ought to go from here.  It's not been a very pleasant thought-journey, and I've been feeling a sort of disconnect from the world.  And we've been climbing uphill and chugging along and doing all we can to keep our heads afloat (how's THAT for a jumble of mismatched metaphors?), but it hasn't seemed to get us anywhere farther along on our journey.

To everything there is a season.  Sometimes, despite all your best efforts and intentions, you just need someone else to reach out a hand to you.  Sometimes you just need to receive instead of to give.  I don't like to admit that, but, there it is.  Of course, I still want to work towards being the giver, but at least today we're not there.  A few weeks ago, we were, and we will be again, but not today.

So to all of you who have given to us in our times of need, in the past as well as in the last few days, and really to all who have ever served others so much less fortunate than us so selflessly, we say: THANK YOU.  Thank you for following the inspiration of the Lord in being an instrument in His hands to bless others.  Thank you for the sacrifice (however trivial it may have seemed at the time) you make in serving in His name.  Thank you for setting an example that we can aspire to follow.  Thank you, most of all, for the reminder that we're not alone, and don't have to be, in this journey.  I, at least, needed it. 

Monday, January 24, 2011

"Why I Can't Stop Reading Mormon Housewife Blogs"

My friend Rachael posted a link to this article on facebook, and I found it kinda fascinating.  And kinda funny, actually.  And kinda inspiring.  You can click here for the original post, but since I know how articles online can be moved and disappear, I'm also going to post the text below.  I think it's always interesting to see how people "outside" of our frame of reference view us.  I think it's funny that we could be perceived as so perfect in everything, and that there is a "bloggernacle."  I think it's heartwarming and inspiring that we can project a sort of standard for happiness in wifehood and motherhood that ties us to our past and that others can look to as a guide (since we KNOW the world isn't doing that for us).  Just read.  It's interesting.  Even for the non-shiny among us.  :)  And please let me know what you think!

"Why I can't stop reading Mormon housewife blogs


I'm a young, feminist atheist who can't bake a cupcake. Why am I addicted to the shiny, happy lives of these women?

By Emily Matchar
 
At first glance, Naomi and Stacie and Stephanie and Liz appear to be members of the species known as the "Hipster Mommy Blogger," though perhaps a bit more cheerful and wholesome than most. They have bangs like Zooey Deschanel and closets full of cool vintage dresses. Their houses look like Anthropologie catalogs. Their kids look like Baby Gap models. Their husbands look like young graphic designers, all cute lumberjack shirts and square-framed glasses. They spend their days doing fun craft projects (vintage-y owl throw pillow! Recycled button earrings! Hand-stamped linen napkins!). They spend their weekends throwing big, whimsical dinner parties for their friends, all of whom have equally adorable kids and husbands.
But as you page through their blog archives, you notice certain "tells." They're super-young (like, four-kids-at-29 young). They mention relatives in Utah. They drink a suspicious amount of hot chocolate. Finally, you see it: a subtly placed widget with a picture of a temple, or a hyperlink on the word "faith" or "belief." You click the link and up pops the official website of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.
Yep, Naomi and Stacie and Stephanie and Liz are Mormons. They're members of a large, close-knit network of Mormon lifestyle bloggers -- young stay-at-home-moms who blog about home and hearth, Latter-day Saint-style. From Rockstar Diaries (Naomi) to Underaged and Engaged (Stacie) to Nie Nie Dialogues (Stephanie) to Say Yes to Hoboken (Liz), Mormon lifestyle bloggers occupy their very own corner of the blogosphere.
Their lives are nothing like mine -- I'm your standard-issue late-20-something childless overeducated atheist feminist -- yet I'm completely obsessed with their blogs. On an average day, I'll skim through a half-dozen Mormon blogs, looking at Polaroids of dogs in raincoats or kids in bow ties, reading gratitude lists, admiring sewing projects.
I'm not alone, either. Two of my closest friends -- both chronically overworked Ph.D. candidates -- procrastinate for hours poring over Nat the Fat Rat or C. Jane Enjoy It. A recent discussion of Mormonism on the blog Jezebel unleashed a waterfall of confessions in the comments section from other young non-religious women similarly riveted by the shiny, happy domestic lives of their Latter-day Saint sisters.
"They have lovely homes, picture-perfect kids, loving, super-attentive husbands, and things seem very normal and calm," writes a commenter named BrookeD, who admits to reading five Mormon blogs daily.
"I thought I was the only one!!" responds another commenter.
"THANK YOU," adds a third. "I'm another closet non-Mormon reader of Mormon mommy blogs."
So why, exactly, are these blogs so fascinating to women like us -- secular, childless women who may have never so much as baked a cupcake, let alone reupholstered our own ottomans with thrifted fabric and vintage grosgrain ribbon? It's not as though we're sniffing around the dark side of the faith, à la "Big Love." And it's not about religion. As someone married to a former Saint (my husband left the church as a teenager), I certainly have no illusions about what life as a Mormon would be like, and I'm sure it's not for me, which makes my obsession with these blogs all the more startling.
Well, to use a word that makes me cringe, these blogs are weirdly "uplifting." To read Mormon lifestyle blogs is to peer into a strange and fascinating world where the most fraught issues of modern living -- marriage and child rearing -- appear completely unproblematic. This seems practically subversive to someone like me, weaned on an endless media parade of fretful stories about "work-life balance" and soaring divorce rates and the perils of marrying too young/too old/too whatever. And don't even get me started on the Mommy Blogs, which make parenthood seem like a vale of judgment and anxiety, full of words like "guilt" and "chaos" and "BPA-free" and "episiotomy." Read enough of these, and you'll be ready to remove your own ovaries with a butter knife.
"It seems that a lot of popular culture wants to portray marriage and motherhood as demeaning, restrictive or simple, but in the LDS church, motherhood is a very important job, and it's treated with a lot of respect," says Natalie Holbrook, the New York-based author of the popular blog Nat the Fat Rat. "Most of my readers are non-LDS women in their late 20s and early 30s, college educated, many earning secondary degrees on the postgraduate level, and a comment I often get is, 'You are making me want kids, and I've never wanted kids!'"
Indeed, Mormon bloggers like Holbrook make marriage and motherhood seem, well, fun. Easy. Joyful. These women seem relaxed and untouched by cynicism. They throw elaborate astronaut-themed birthday parties for their kids and go on Sunday family drives to see the fall leaves change and get mani-pedis with their friends. They often have close, large extended families; moms and sisters are always dropping in to watch the kids or help out with cake decorating. Their lives seem adorable and old-fashioned and comforting.
"I've gotten e-mails from readers thanking me for putting a positive spin on marriage and family," Holbrook says. "It's important to acknowledge the hard parts -- and I think we all do -- but why not focus more on the lovely and the beautiful? That positive attitude is a very common theme throughout all aspects of the Mormon faith."
This focus on the positive is especially alluring when your own life seems anything but easy. As my friend G. says, of her fascination with Mormon lifestyle blogs, "I'm just jealous. I want to arrange flowers all day too!" She doesn't, really. She's just tired from long days spent in the lab, from a decade of living in a tiny apartment because she's too poor from student loans to buy a house, from constant negotiations about breadwinning status with her artist husband. It's not that she or I want to quit our jobs to bake brownies or sew kiddie Halloween costumes. It's just that for G., Mormon blogs are an escapist fantasy, a way to imagine a sweeter, simpler life.
There's been a lot of talk in recent years about "the New Domesticity" -- an increasing interest in old-fashioned, traditionally female tasks like sewing, crafts and jam making. Some pundits see this as a sign that young women yearn to return to some kind of 1950s Ozzie and Harriet existence, that feminism has "failed," that women are realizing they can't have it all, after all. That view is utterly nonsense, in my opinion, but I do think women of my generation are looking to the past in an effort to create fulfilling, happy domestic lives, since the modern world doesn't offer much of a road map. Our parents -- divorced, stressed-out baby boomers -- are hardly paragons of domestic bliss. Nor are the Gen X "Mommy War" soldiers, busy winging snowballs of judgment at each other from across the Internet. (Formula is poison! Baby wearing is child abuse!)
If those are the options, I'll take a pass, thanks.
Enter the Mormon bloggers, with their picture-perfect catalog lives. It is possible to be happy, they seem to whisper. We love our homes. We love our husbands.
Of course, the larger question is, are these women's lives really as sweet and simple as they appear? Blogs have always been a way to mediate and prettify your own life; you'd be a fool to compare your real self to someone else's carefully arranged surface self. And Mormons are particularly famous for their "put on a happy face" attitude. The church teaches that the Gospel is the only authentic path to true happiness. So if you're a faithful follower, you better be happy, right?
The phenomenon of the happier-than-thou Mormon housewife blogger is so well-recognized it's even spawned a parody blog, Seriously So Blessed, whose fictional author brays things like "We have non-stop fun all the time and are LOVING married life!" and "Speaking of fall, I kind of sometimes want to start a non-profit to help moms who go all of fall without blogging pics of their kids in pumpkin patches, because it seriously breaks my heart!"
So why are Mormon women such prolific bloggers? "It probably has something to do with the fact that Mormons are the world's biggest journal-keepers," says my husband, offering a partial explanation. Church elders have long encouraged members to keep regular journals for the dual purposes of historical record-keeping and promoting spiritual insight, and as a result Mormons are champion journalers and scrapbookers. In the 2000s, church elders began officially promoting new media technologies like blogs as a way of spreading the gospel, and the Mormon blogging community soon became so large it earned itself a punny nickname: the Bloggernacle.
For many LDS women, blogging about the domestic arts is a natural fit. As ex-Mormon designer Emily Henderson explains on her blog, The Brass Petal, growing up in large families engenders an attitude of make-do thriftiness -- homemade bread, recycled soda can Christmas ornaments, Salvation Army fashion. With the rise of DIY culture across secular America, all of a sudden those skills have become trendy, even bankable.
"Blogging is something they/we can do that feels productive, can potentially make money for our families and can be done from the home at any time," Henderson writes. For young Mormon women, who face immense cultural pressure to stay home with children rather than pursue a career, blogging about their adventures in homemaking becomes a sort of creative outlet, a way of contributing to the larger world beyond the home.
The bloggers I read may be as happy with their lot as they seem. Or not. While some Mormon women prosper under the cultural norms for wife- and mother-dom, others chafe. Utah is, after all, the state with the highest rate of prescription antidepressant use, a statistic the president of the Utah Psychiatric Association attributes to the pressure among Mormon women to be ideal wives and mothers. The creator of Seriously So Blessed, an anonymous Mormon woman, addresses this pressure in an online archive of Mormon women interviews called the Mormon Women Project: "In any highly homogeneous culture we all feel pressure to be and look and think and act a certain way," she says. "You start to think you need to be absolutely perfect in every area."
Clearly, life for the Mormon wife is not all crafts and cupcakes. Even if it were, I seriously doubt that crafts and cupcakes are all that much fun when you do them all day, every day.
But the basic messages expressed in these blogs -- family is wonderful, life is meant to be enjoyed, celebrate the small things -- are still lovely. And if they help women like me envision a life in which marriage and motherhood could potentially be something other than a miserable, soul-destroying trap, I say, "Right on." I won't be inviting the missionaries inside for hot cocoa now or ever, but I don't plan on stopping my blog habit any time soon."

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

The Articles of Faith

I've already talked about this a little bit, but I wanted to share the final product of our senior primary Articles of Faith incentive.  :)  I actually found this online and I really liked it, so I didn't have to do much myself.  Go here if you want a copy for your family (they also have a matching game and a poem to help remember the key words for each article!).

Articles of Faith Key Word Keys--aren't they pretty?  I was too lazy to cut out all the little notches, though, for 40 sets of keys... :)
Thanks to MY primary leaders from when I was a kid (and, to be honest, my siblings and me, who quizzed each other in the car all year long and many years since on this and other things), I earned all 13 keys already.  Paul's almost there, too.  :)  Since I got a small sewing machine for Christmas, I'm wondering if I should work on our Articles of Faith quilts this year or just wait 'til we have children who are in primary and can do it all together as a family.  I'm leaning toward the latter...but we're definitely including the Articles of Faith in our FHE program (in place of a scripture or spiritual thought before the lesson). 

Our 2-5 minute mini-lessons on the Articles of Faith are chugging along.  They're a little hectic at the moment as we get everything set up, but I think that will dissipate once we really get the ball rolling and I get all the materials made.  Otherwise, it's a ton of fun, and the closest I'm going to get to teaching at the moment!  :)  (Well, besides our primary class...)  They seemed surprisingly excited to earn their first key last Sunday, and most of the kids could do it (the first few aren't too bad, after all).  We'll see if they can keep up!

Saturday, January 15, 2011

When it Rains, it Pours, but I don't know WHY.

It seems like something ALWAYS comes up.  Always.  I'm sure without tithing it would be worse, AND we have our bills and rent paid and food for groceries, so the basic necessities are covered for another month, as they always are.  But still.  Careful budgeting and living like college students still aren't enough to prepare you for some things...I can't wait until we actually have savings to dip into when things "come up!"

So, this morning as I was driving home after dropping Paul off at work (so I could finish running errands...and half BLIND because my eyedrops and everything make my vision blurry in that one eye), when I was only about half a mile away from home, I heard a strange whistling sound coming from a belt in the hood.  I thought, "Huh, that's weird."  Then it stopped, but only for a moment, and then I heard a rattling sound that was quickly followed by a sound and a feeling like I had lost the whole front of my car and run over it.  But looking out my rearview mirror, nothing had actually fallen off.  I pulled  over onto the generous shoulder, anyway, just to make sure, and sure enough, nothing was hanging off the car.  I thought, "Maybe these eyedrops are messing with me!" and got back in.  Turned on the car, started up the hill again, only about a quarter-mile from home.  But then this thick white smoke came BILLOWING out of the hood and I had to pull over immediately.  I thought, "Huh, I'm going to blow up.  Of course I'm going to blow up now.  I haven't gotten groceries for Emilie and Paul yet."  (Isn't it weird what goes through our minds in emergencies?) 

Turns out, a kind stranger and then later my mom helped me figure out that it was actually the serpentine belt that came off.  Not snapped or broke off, just fell off.  And the kind stranger said with all the smoke I might have blown a gasket.  Thankfully, it being Mom's car and Mom having Triple AAA, we were able to get it towed free of charge.  But the repairs are expensive and none of us can afford it right now, and if the gasket is blown, Mom's going to just junk the car (it's really not worth all that work and money, it's old and has lived a long, full life, at least as cars go).  I guess we'll find out the true prognosis on Monday, but it doesn't look good.  There goes the primary leadership training this morning.  Mom's taking me to run errands later (thank you, Mommy!), but MAN ALIVE.  We don't exactly live in a pedestrian-friendly place. 

The worst part?  I JUST filled up the tank yesterday.  Why do these things always happen after you put a full tank of gas or do some crazy expensive repair?  WHY?  :)

Friday, January 14, 2011

And the diagnosis is...

IRITIS!  You can google it, so I won't go into details about it, other than to say it wasn't an infection at all!  Just an inflamation.  Still dangerous and bad, but still just as treatable.  I have steroid eye drops to help with the inflamation that I take every hour on the hour while I'm awake, and a dialating eye drop I take 4 times a day, until I meet with them again next week.

Can I just put a plug in for Optix?  Down on the Levee.  SERIOUSLY.  They were SOOOOO nice, when I went in (after being rejected at the community health clinic) and told them I had no appointment and no history with them and no insurance but my eye was bothering me, they were more than willing to make room for me right away.  (They also have doctors on call after hours.)  I was in and out in 45 minutes, and it was reasonably priced (comparable to the Minute Clinic at CVS, but these doctors specialized in eye health, even better for me!!!)  They gave me enough samples of the expensive medicine so that I wouldn't have to go buy it, and a generic prescription for the dialation stuff.  The guy I saw said he was really glad I came to him because he's seen a lot of doctors misdiagnose what I have for an eye infection and just prescribe antibiotics, and it's a waste of time and money and does more damage in the long run to the eye.  But he's seen a few patients with this, so I'm glad I went to him!

Now just to get used to the concept of dropping milky liquids into my eye...on purpose!

Thursday, January 13, 2011

The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly Eye :)

Not that I have 3 eyes to talk about.  :)

Sometimes, especially since this blog is such a public thing, I am hesitant to write about the bad along with the good.  Not that I have much to complain about, really--just the usual that any young couple has to worry about, really.  But I have had some problems with my eye since last Saturday, and we've just been patiently waiting for a paycheck to go through (TOMORROW!!!) so that I can go see a doctor about it.  Here is what my eyes have looked like since Saturday:

Note how the left eye is all red and the eyelid is kinda droopy, even though I'm doing my best to keep it wide open.
So, here's the story.  Saturday, my eye was kinda tender to the touch, and the corner of my eye was a little bloodshot.   I've been having sinus issues all winter long, so I think that's probably related, because I was feeling a lot of pressure behind my eye.  I also get headaches several times a week and migraines about once a month.  Sunday, my whole eye was pretty red and not only was it tender to the touch but the muscles that move it hurt a lot when I looked down or too far to the left or right.  Monday morning, my eye was REALLY red and it pretty much hurt to look anywhere, at all.  By Tuesday, it also became really sensitive to light and started tearing up at random, and that's pretty much how it's been since.  Tuesday night/Wednesday morning I had a little scratchy feeling (like an eyelash) that was keeping me from sleeping, so I got a blessing from Paul.  What a miracle the priesthood is!  I was able to go back to sleep almost instantly, after being up and crying for like an hour.  Last night was a similar story, but after some excedrin and finding just the right amount of eye-to-pillow pressure I was able to go back to sleep on my own.  It is SUPER sensitive to light at night, but if I get a lot of rest the pain is almost gone when I wake up, and then it just gets more pained as the day goes on. 

My vision is kinda blurry in that eye, too, but I'm not sure if that's just because of the strain and pain and tears or the pressure behind it or what. 

As I said, I'm mostly certain that it's related to sinuses, so I'm not too worried, because an antibiotic should help cure any infection behind my eye...but it's been going on for almost a full week now, so I'm a little worried about any lasting damage.  I hate not having any health care.  ALSO, maybe totally unrelated, but I've had a few tingly sensations around my left elbow (almost like I hit a funny bone), and Wednesday morning when I tried to get out of bed my left leg stopped working for a moment and I collapsed on the bedroom floor.  It wasn't asleep or anything, there were no "pins and needles" sensations, but I could feel the muscles above the knee contracting like a charlie horse in the making.  It was strange.  But after I called Paul at work to make sure he was there, I was able to get up just fine and my leg has worked fine since.  Having all these things on the left side makes me a little worried, too.

Then there are the eye problems my dad had.  I don't know all the details, but I know his retina detached when he was only a little older than I am now and it was related to a cataract and eventually (after multiple surgeries) he lost vision in that eye.  Actually, after cancer, he lost his eye altogether and has a glass eye.  It makes me a little worried about this, too.  But, on the plus side, if I lose my eye, we'll be twins!  I think it was even his left eye...

I guess I'll find out what's REALLY going on tomorrow when I go see a doctor!  (Let's hope!)

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

ǝʌıʇɔǝdsɹǝd ʍǝu ɐ

˙ʎʞunɟ ɐpuıʞ ʇɥƃısǝʎǝ ʎɯ ƃuıʞɐɯ sı ɥɔıɥʍ 'sǝʎǝ ʎɯ ɟo ǝuo uı sɯǝlqoɹd ƃuıʌɐɥ ɯ,ı sɐ ʍou ʇɥƃıɹ ʎllɐıɔǝdsǝ ʇɐɥʇ ƃuıuɹɐǝl ɯ,ı ˙ƃuıɥʇ ʎuunɟ ɐ sı ǝʌıʇɔǝdsɹǝd ˙spuǝıɹɟ ʎɯ ɟo sǝɔɐɟ ƃuıʞuıɹɥs ǝɥʇ ǝǝs puɐ ǝǝɹʇ ɐ qɯılɔ plnoʍ ı uǝɥʇ puɐ ˙ʇǝǝɟ ʎɯ ʇɐ spnolɔ ǝɥʇ ƃuıɥɔʇɐʍ ʎzzıp ǝlʇʇıl ɐ ʇǝƃ puɐ pɹɐʎʞɔɐq ɹno uı ʇǝsƃuıʍs ǝɥʇ uo uʍop ǝpısdn ƃuıʍs oʇ pǝsn ı 'ǝlʇʇıl sɐʍ ı uǝɥʍ




,,˙sʎɐp ǝǝɹɥʇ ɹoɟ uʍop ǝpısdn uɹnʇ,, oʇ spǝǝu plɹoʍ ʎɯ 'ʇı ʇnd sɹǝʇıɹʍ ,,sǝuoq,, ǝɥʇ sɐ--ǝʌıʇɔǝdsɹǝd ɹo 'ʎɹǝuǝɔs uı ǝƃuɐɥɔ ǝlʇʇıl ɐ ǝsn plnoɔ ı ˙unɟ ɟo ʇol ɐ sı ʎllɐǝɹ ʇı ʇnq 'spɐɟ ʞooqǝɔɐɟ ʎzɐɹɔ ǝsoɥʇ ɟo ǝuo sı sıɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ ʍouʞ ı
 
˙ɹǝʌoɔsıp noʎ ʇɐɥʍ ǝɯ llǝʇ  ˙ǝlƃuɐ ʍǝu ɐ ɥʇıʍ ɯǝlqoɹd plo uɐ ʇɐ ʞool puɐ ʇno oƃ :ǝƃuǝllɐɥɔ s,ʎɐpoʇ

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Feeling Productive!

Sometimes I'm really grateful to be staying at home.  It gives me time to work on things like this:
Our new soon-to-be FHE chart, with the "name buttons" from the pic below cut out, everything laminated, and the names stickable-but-removable via velcro.

Our name buttons. :)
Also, we're starting a new thing in Primary where we spend 2-5 minutes each Sunday before Sharing Time working on the Articles of Faith, and I got asked to lead these mini-lessons for the senior primary.  Thanks to all my free time this morning, I now have planned the ENTIRE YEAR!  It's mostly the same 6-7 activities rotating around from month to month, with lots of singing, but still.  I think the kids will like it and HOPEFULLY it'll help them memorize the Articles of Faith on their own.  And there's a candy bar in it for anyone who passes off all 13!

Dishes are almost done, and a yummy chocolate crinkle cookie dough is chilling in the freezer.  A few loads of laundry later, and today will be a pretty good day.  :)

Friday, January 7, 2011

Digital Scrapping

In case you didn't already know this, I love to scrap, and digital scrapbooking is even better.  :)  Just wanted to share a few pages of the holidays.  (If you click on them, you can see them bigger and read the text.)

 This is my first digital two-page spread...I kinda love it.  :)


And using the "I Love Rock & Roll" kit from Connie Prince (one of my favorite scrapbook designers EVER):




You can tell I find a few layouts that I love and sort of stick with them.  I especially like layouts where I can put a bunch of picture all together on one page--not that having one small, overly embellished photo in the corner of a page isn't beautiful or artistic!  But, to me, the whole purpose of scrapbooking is to show your life through pictures and journaling, and with the cost of scrapping so high, who can afford one photo per page, anyway?  :)  Someday I want to learn how to design my own kits and maybe join a creative team, but for now, scrapping my own life keeps me busy enough.  :)

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Our Maybe-Baby :)

No, we're NOT pregnant!

But I can't help dreaming about it, anyway.  I've used several sites to try to figure out what our kids might look like, but this was the first one that (a) didn't have any strings attached (no fees, downloads, log-ins, etc.), and (b) seemed semi-"scientific" (meaning they didn't just mash two pics together, but they asked you to define the boundaries of the eyes, nose, lips, jaws, and hairline, so I felt they were going to have something a little more accurate).  The address is http://www.morphthing.com/morph . I also used baby pics of Paul and me instead of grown-up ones, since kids come out babies, and I'll compare them with our grown-up alternatives.  Anywho, without further ado...

Baby Paul

+
Baby Celeste

=
Baby Girl Fernandez
(Little Lillie Pearl?)

To compare, here's our grown-up pictures morphed together (which came out a boy instead of a girl, and a little older, too...so this would be Aiden Michael?)

Grown-up Paul

+
Grown-up Celeste

=
Baby Boy Fernandez
If you look at them side-by-side, they DO look like they could be siblings...not too shabby, morphthing!  (But a little creepy. Kinda.) :)
 
See you someday, kiddos! Hahaha...
 

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Ringing in 2011...Rockband Style!

Our good friends Marcus and Laura Kenney invited us over for pizza, fondue, and Rockband 3 for New Year's Eve.  Laura and I used to be roommates, back before I even started at Purdue, and it's been fun to catch up with each other once in a while and hang out.  They're only across town and a ward away, but our schedules don't really overlap much, not to mention none of us are incredibly social creatures.  But the four of us click really well, and they're one of the few childless, not-pregnant-and-not-soon-to-be couples we know, so we could party hard and ring in the new year in style.  :) 

The best part?  We got to dress up!  Paul and I raided Walmart as soon as he got off work and got cheap shirts, his awesome hat, my denim mini skirt, etc...altogether, our outfits only cost about $20-$25 total!  (And now we have a Halloween costume for next year, too...or at least something to build upon!)

















Thanks again, Marcus and Laura, for letting us come over!  We had a blast!  It was a great start to 2011...and I'm hoping the best is yet to come!

ANOTHER awesome start to 2011--my little sister, Cerene, got engaged at the stroke of midnight!  We are SOOOOO happy for her and James, and Caida, too!  AND I get to do the flowers and photography!  SOOO happy!