HONOR

In honor of Daniel (he requested that I post more often) I am writing a post.
I don't feel inspired to write about anything in particular and so I looked back through some old pictures and found these.....

(Hawaii 2006)

I thought that these were good pictures to post in honor of the man I am posting for.  (Did that make any sense?)  Daniel and I dated before... during... and after my trip to Hawaii.  While I was there I spent time with him on the phone and learned to love him for who he was.... not just because I thought he was so handsome.  

Some things that I learned through our conversations....

- he was very devoted to me and would wait up until all hours of the night to call when I got home from work.  Hawaii is four hours behind Rexburg.... I think!

- he can get jealous

- he is very forgiving and understanding

- he is hilarious

- he is determined 

- he could answer any question that I had while reading my scriptures that day

- he has a very romantic voice

- he became my best friend and I couldn't wait for the weekly phone calls.  I knew this when his phone broke and only texted numbers... and I wanted to know what he had to say so badly that I would take the time to decipher each text.  Ask my roommates it is true.  It didn't take long before I didn't have to write all the numbers down, I could just read it as if we all write in numbers.

**I am off to celebrate with my little sister.  She is turning 19 and we are so excited!  HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANNA or NANNA she will respond to either!  We LOVE LOVE LOVE you!

KISS ME I'm IRISH... and some NEWS

HAPPY GREEN DAY from the Irish at heart....

I meant to post this last night... I had many intentions yesterday.  Such as making some of Daniel's favorite irish meals.  He was feeling extra sentimental to "his" country and a fry up and some curry fries would of made him so happy.... But I didn't get any of that done.  We ate spaghetti instead.  I also had a great idea to GO GREEN on St. Patrick's day... but I didn't do anything to help the earth yesterday either.  Here's to great intentions and a great day spent outside.

On a different note.....

Thomas is going to be a big brother to a.....

BOY!

I am 20 weeks along and due August 5th.  We are really excited to have another boy join the family.  Today in honor of all the men that are in my life and will be in my life.... I will paint my nails or maybe just wear a dress or something girly... just to remember who I really am.

note: thanks for all of your comments on my last post they were perfect!  I knew I could count on you.

My Thing

Last night Daniel surprised me by renting Julie and Julia.

I LOVE THE MOVIE.  It was a great surprise.

As we watched the movie (together... yes, Daniel watched the whole thing) I was thinking about how both women worked hard, loved their husbands and their lives in general.  They just didn't feel complete until they found their "thing".  Their "things" just happened to both involve cooking food and eating it.  These women were brought together by a common interest and each used their "thing" to inspire women and change their lives.

Watching the movie I realized that I don't have a "thing".....

Sure I have Thomas and I love spending all day playing with and teaching him, I have Daniel that makes me laugh really hard, I like cooking and eating food, I love being a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and I like beautiful things.  I just don't have a "thing" for me.  A "thing" that I am passionate about.  A "thing" that I can use to inspire others, particularly women, to be their best self.

Like my Cousin Camille who has her own quilting business (she is insanely talented with amazing tastes) and just wrote her own book.  Like Julie and Julia who loved cooking and eating and in a small way have made life better for a lot of women because they were good women just trying their best.  Like my good friend Michelle who has so much faith and strength (plus she is always beautiful and ready to take on the day).  Like my sister in laws that run marathons and do triathlons (after having 9 kids between the two of them).  Like photography, pottery, jewelry making, cutting hair, dancing, laughing, painting, crafting.....Like so many women that I associate with each day that raise families, love their lives, and inspire me to be better.

Do you women have a thing that makes you better?  A thing that keeps you sane?  A thing that is yours?  A talent that you use to bring in some money?  Does it make me selfish to want a thing for  myself?

Thoughts and feelings are appreciated.... help me on my journey to find my thing!

A new name

For the last few days I have been trying to teach Thomas who he is.  I will ask him and he just smiles (and occasionally says Eric...?)  I will show him a picture of himself and he just smiles and says, "who's that" in the cute way that only he can do.  I will hold him in front of the mirror to show him that he is Thomas and I am mommy... in the mirror and all the time.  It doesn't seem to help.  He responds when I say his name of course.  I just can't get him to say his name.  THOMAS.

Until today.  Now when you ask him who he is, he replies, "Tommy!"  Today he got a new name and with the name came a whole new man.

THOMAS BEFORE:  

TOMMY AFTER:  

The curls are gone, and even though he looks like a whole new person to me Tommy is still the same old Thomas.  

Losing it

I'm losing it.  

I actually think that it is fair to say I've LOST IT.  

Today I went to the post office.  With Thomas.  

I just wanted to ask a few questions.  I haven't ever sent a package before... I needed to know the best and cheapest way to do so.  I stood in line for the FIRST time so I could ask these questions and I learned that around 2 in the afternoon the postal workers aren't very patient.  It is because 50 college students come in at one time.  

I went and picked out the "cheapest" sending option, and stood in line for the SECOND time to purchase the box.  After waiting behind 8 people I got up to the counter and realized I hadn't brought my purse in with me.  

I went out to my car.  Unlocked the car.  Threw the keys on the seat.  Got my wallet.  Locked the door.  Closed the door and immediately realized that I had just locked my keys in the car.  

I went back into the post office and stood in line for the THIRD time.  After waiting again behind 6 people I finally was able to purchase my box.  

I called my mom and asked if she could come and pick Thomas and I up and take us to get the keys from Daniel at work.  She came immediately with books for Thomas and Girl Scout cookies for me.  THANK YOU MOM you get the mom of the year award.  We got the keys from Daniel and she brought us back to our car.  

We rushed home to get Thomas down for his afternoon nap.  After I laid him down and got everything into the house I looked for my keys on the seat and I couldn't find them.  I reached my hand in my pocket and found my keys.  

I had the keys in my pocket the whole time.  

I have officially LOST my mind.  

But, I did get to see my cute mom.  She was very helpful.  She came bearing gifts.  And doesn't she look so cute as a first time grandma in this picture?  She had to check to make sure that all of his fingers and toes were there.  

I also found some Cadbury mini eggs... which only come around these parts at easter time.  Finding these... made my whole day worth it!  

NOTE:  This is my 100th post!  Cheers to the Packer blog in all of our mind losing insanity.  This is what keeps life and our blog interesting.