The Ironic Un-superbowl Party

We don't watch the superbowl. Dave just isn't that into football and I just get bummed that they got rid of the bud bowl.

So we had an unsuperbowl party for those of us that only watch the superbowl for the commericals. Turns out we didn't even watch the game or the commercials. But get this, after the party- what did we do? We turned on the TV and watched the superbowl.

Hmm.

Pardon Me- while I burst.

Alright, Alright. I know it's been a while.

Here's what has happened...

Good: Miles couldn't be cuter. He is becoming such a little boy. His latest thing is to make the gear shift changes for motorcycles. It's the cutest thing in the history of the world. I love that he is getting to the point that he is pretending with trucks and little people and what not.

Bad: My car got broken into. My guitar, my library books and DVD's, some medication, and the registration and insurance were stolen. They were nice enough to leave the paper napkins that I had taken to the primary talent show in the car for me. Thanks friends.

Good: My husband is the sweetest person alive. How he deals with me everyday- I don't know, but I love him more than anything on earth.

Bad: The other day it was a perfect spring morning and I looked out the window to greet the day only to find a dog taking a dump on my lawn. Of course, the man walking his dog didn't clean up after him and because I was in my knickers I couldn't go yell at him. So that was bad.

Good: The rest of the day I had the Popcorn Popping on the Apricot Tree song in my head, only I came up with clever lyrics about my experience that morning and it made me feel better about the situation. I'd share them with you, but David said it wouldn't be a good idea.

Good: I'm really excited to move to Erie.

Bad: I can't get motivated enough to clean my house- let alone pack it.

Good: Pandora.com is my saving grace. I have created the best ever station. If anyone would like me to share it with them- just let me know.

Good: David is a grad! I'm so proud of him. I will post pictures soon.

Good: David Archuletta is not Aletting me down anymore. He's in the top two! Although, did anyone realize that he forgot part of that second song? Why didn't the judges say anything about it?

Bad: I’ll tell you what did let me down was the sight of Mayor Dan Snarr's sorry mustache on national television. I wish they could've added an asterisk at the bottom of the screen that said- "This mustache is not typical Salt Lake City practice."

Good: I got to talk to Sister Cain on Mother's day. (That is my sister-in-law on a mission if you didn't know.) It was so nice. I miss her guts.

Good: David got me the best mother's day gift ever! Killer Bunnies is my new favorite game. Thanks again, Keiths, for the introduction.

Well, that is all for now. I'll post some new pics and hopefully something exciting soon.

Peace to the mizzax.

Life in the Awesome Lame

Hey Friends.

Just wanted to share some photos from the last few weeks.

Look how cute this one is. My boys.


Miles has crabs. On his shirt.


Miles rediscovered his old carseat and now he likes to chillax in it and watch the signing time.


We had our new friends The Hursts over for some good times. They are moving to Erie with us and we are all excited to make some new good friends. As you can see Miles and Andersen are getting ready for bedtime while we play some games.



This is the best. My baby is extreme.


My baby is extremely tired.


Daddy and Miles go for a ride to the extreme.


That's all for now. Maybe soon I'll write something worth reading.
Loves!

I don't know what "it" is- but It's got "it".

So....

Our trip to Erie is over. Here are some high(and low)lights:

Friday

-Night: Miles sees us packing and knows that we are leaving. He refuses to not be touching one us. I cry.

Saturday

-Morning: I get to see Miles before we leave. He remembers we are leaving and cries hysterically when I go to the ladies. I cry in the bathroom. I come out and he runs to me. I cry and give him big hugs. David and I slip out of the room when he isn't looking and I cry all the way to the plane and start again a few times when David isn't looking.

-Night: We arrive in Erie and go directly to the Erie 2nd Ward's ward party to meet the nicest people in the whole world- the Keiths. We stay at the Keiths. All week.

Sunday

-Church: I am amazed at how many connections there are back to Salt Lake. We meet and/or re-meet about 600 people.

-House hunting begins: Dreadful. Every last one of them. The basements are so scary that I'm honestly afraid of rabid animals, zombies or stepping on a nail and getting gonorrhea (yes, I know what gonorrhea is). I'm devastated- because I really don't want to live with zombies or those other things. I'm still hopeful that something is out there.

Monday

-Lazy Day. I miss Miles so much it's killing me. The Keith's continue to delight our palate with delectable treats.

Tuesday

-The hunt continues: We look at about 15 houses and I'm just not comfortable with any of them. I have a feeling that there is one house that would just be perfect for us. And then... we find it. It's the cutest thing I've ever seen. I'm sure you are dying to see it- so here are a few photos...


Isn't it adorable?!



Cutest little Kitchen!


This is the living space.


There is even a quiet study for David.

I know! I know! It's great. We are in love with it. I just kept wanting to go back.

So-

Wednesday: We make an offer.

Thursday: We adjust the offer. They accept it!

Friday:

-Morning: I start crying hysterically again because I miss Miles so much. I have the most horrible feeling that something bad is going to happen to him today. We get the inspection for the house down. Everything looks pretty good.

-5:00pm: Jeff Cain calls. Miles fell and may need stitches. I'm grateful it's not something a whole lot worse. I don't even cry.

-8:00pm: I cry.

Saturday:

-Afternoon: We finally get on the plane and I am incredibly anxious. Will he remember me? Will he be mad at me? Will he ever love me again?

-Reunion: I see him from a distance and immediately drop my bags and run to him with outstretched arms. He sees me. Signs and says "Mama!" Gives me a great big smile and I scoop him up with giant tears in my eyes. He gives me a extra long hug. I love this kid. It was like the movies- only better. We walk to the car and my Mother-in-Law (watching through the window) says, "You guys made me cry!" Me too, Laraine. Me too.

I must thank the incredible retractable distactable (I'm sure that is not a word) stupendous sublimely fantastical cheeseballs (aka: the Keiths) for everything that they did for us. How could we ever repay you for the endless meals, the super comfy mattress, the sharing of the bathroom, the endless wisdom of all things Erie, LECOM and homeownership, the neck cracks, the dancing to the jungle song, the introduction to starfall.com, the late nights that should've been spent studying and of course, my new favorite game, Killer Bunnies. We loved spending time with you guys and hopefully we will be able to make it up to you someday. Please tell Gracie, Sammy and the Pink Baby Dinosaur that we miss them very much. I still have "Barie Merry Posa" stick in my head. We love you guys! See you in July!

My thoughts this week.

Yes, it's been awhile. Here are some things you've been missing from my brain:

American Idol.

What happened to you David Archuleta? I had such high hopes for you! Now, I voted for you this week only because I was worried that you weren't going to make it until next week. Come on, let's make it work. I really don't want to have to say, "It's not me, It's you."

Blue Legs.

I'm happy to report BLS (Blue Leg Syndrome) is no more. Now if we can just do something about his super tantrums and his unfortunate clawing of Sabrena's eyeballs.

I'm totally not embarrassed to say:

I have been waiting until it was socially exceptable for me to admit that I truly want to play Dungeons and Dragons. Yesterday NPR did a segment on D&D (so deliciously called) and I am using that as my opening to invite anyone who would like to venture into a world of geeky magic to join me on a quest of ...some word that sounds medieval. I would love to set something up. Come on. I know that I am not the only person who is the slightest bit curious about it. What's all the fuss about? We will never know unless we try.

Everyone loves Raymond.

I don't.

Erie Adventure.

This week David and I are flying to Erie, PA to look for houses for our big move in July. I'm nervous. Mostly about the separation anxiety I am bound to have with Miles, but also about the whole home buying process. I have mixed emotions about the whole thing. Any advice? From anyone?

Our new friends The Keiths.

Thanks to our friends The Keith family for letting us stay with them for a full week while we are in Erie. Soooo nice. I hope we can be nice to the next round of med students when the time comes. Thanks David and Julie.

The Mangums.

I'm so glad Sabrena and Danny live downstairs. It's so nice to have them around. Thanks for putting up with us.

The Children's Museum.

I think this is worth a whole post by itself. I'll get on that.

My husband.

I love him. I really do. Sometimes I just want to grab him and squeeze him. (I said that with clenched fists.)

Weight Watchers.

I'm doing it. Only, I'm not paying for it. I can't wait to get all hot. I bet it's awesome to be a trophy wife.

Edward Cullen. I just remembered something odd... Has anyone ever noticed how often Stephenie Meyer uses the phrase "lips pressed into a hard line." I think it's strange. Every time I read it I press my lips into a hard line to see what she means, but I still don't know. Aly Cain does though.

That's all.