I promise

Okay I know it's been FOREVER and I have a ton of stuff to update. I will post as soon as I can... just enjoying summer.

Only in my world!

Well, I need to start from the beginning... We have this lovely English Pointer, Daisy. And she has more energy then any of us knows what to do with. Therefore she needs exercise and more than a little walk. So Darling Husband came up with this ingenious idea to have Daisy run next to the car as he drives 10-15 miles an hour. The first time he tried this it worked well. She was much more subdued and calm. Although I had my reservations about making a poor dog run 15 miles an hour, we thought we had come up with the solution.

Last night Darling Husband decides to give it another go. He loads Daisy up in the car and drives down the road to an area where there aren't houses or traffic. As she is running she starts to slow down. DH continues to push her thinking she is just being a butt head. But once he got home he realized what he had done. Her poor pads were bleeding. This morning as she wouldn't walk because it hurt so bad, the guilt set in. Had he only known what this would do, he wouldn't have done it. So Daisy got the star treatment and was left on the back deck with a blanket instead of the cemented dog run.

Out the door I go this morning headed to work. I walk up to my car door and what is smeared all down the side of it, but BLOOD! Lovely. I open the car door and inside what is everywhere on the upholstery? Lots of bloody dog prints. Lovely. After a phone call to DH discussing the frustration of blood all over on the inside of my car... I continue my journey down the freeway.

I was about 10 minutes from work when out of the corner of my eye, I see fire. I see fire in the lap of the man driving the car next to me; a second look and it wasn't there anymore. NOW, I'm not going crazy...this isn't the first time this baffling mystery had happened to me. I had seen this about a year or two ago. Same car, same driver. When it happened back then I followed that car to see the fire come and disappear a few times, only with the driver not flinching at all. I'm pretty sure this guy is a prankster. So this morning once again I want to figure this thing out. So with the driver in front of me I decided I wanted to get up next to him on the side... So I speed up a little (not too much as I'm in a construction zone) to be able to change lanes to the right of me. As I'm doing so what do I see but I different kind of Light... those red and blue ones in my rear view mirror.

I had been pulled over for following the car in front of me too closely. As he is explaining how he used his laser to measure the distance between my car and the car in front of me he notices... the BLOOD!




"Ma'am? Are you Okay?" In my head I'm thinking "wow, how am I going to explain this with out making DH look like a total animal abuser? or better yet with out him assuming I've killed somebody in my car and there might be a body in my trunk." I did my best but he still had his reservations that required him to ask one more time "Are you sure?" I responded with a positive yes. So back he goes to write my ticket.... YAY me!

Wait for it... it get's better

After what seemed like forever Office comes back. "Ma'am don't be alarmed. Some prankster on his cell phone called in and said the car I pulled over contained a man who jumped out and pointed a gun at me. So there might be a bunch of cars come sliding in here, but I've called them off." WOW.

So let's just think this through... Let's think about a possible scenario. Here I am driving along, getting pulled over, Blood ALL over in and on my car, possibly carrying a gun with which I am going to pull out and point at an officer. I'm face planted in the cement with my hands behind my back and cuffs around my wrist, trying to talk my way out of a misunderstanding.

LOVELY!

And after all of that... I still got the ticket.

Quadromom/dad

You know when you have a family that has like 10 kids they can't afford and you find out they are pregnant again? And you roll your eyes and say "They are pregnant AGAIN??"

Well that's us... only with dogs. We are like quadrodoggymom and quadrodoggydad. Because yes, we are getting another dog! (this will make four ......hence the quad... sorry I'm erring on the side of stupidity)

You see there is a good reason. ( well other than the fact that we are dog loving freaks and will most likely end up with a dozen dogs one day...either that or we have got to have another baby! why is it so much easier to take the leap and get another dog than it is to have another child? ) Lucy, as much as we love her, is slowing down. She only has probably 1 or maybe 2 hunting seasons left. She made this very apparent the other day when there were ducks in the next door neighbors back yard and she didn't even see them. Mike had to physically point her head towards the ducks to get her to realize it. Then off she went when they had already saw her! Mike swears she is the best hunting dog ever and he feels she needs to train another dog and/or have one trained before she dies(we are totally dreading that idea). Therefore with most pups needing to be a year old to really hunt that puts us in a time crunch. Oh and if your wondering; Daisy is a pointer and she wouldn't retrieve if her life depended on it. If you could get her to put a duck in her mouth she would just run around with it in circles until she ran out of energy... which would be never.

We have found what we believe will not only be an excellent hunter but also a wonderful addition to our family. SHE will be a Chesapeake Bay Retriever/Chocolate Lab mix. They are only a week old so we have to wait 5 more weeks for her to come home. We haven't gone to pick her out yet so I don't have a specific picture. We are very excited. I KNOW we are crazy dog people (instead of crazy cat lady; you know...ha ha- once again erring on the side of stupidity)

Moley moley moley

Can you spot the bad mole?

I was SO luckily born with a massive amount of moles. I like to call them chocolate chips. Or even my transportable dot to dot game. The following describes me to a T.-

FAMMM syndrome

An inherited condition marked by the following: (1) one or more first- or second-degree relatives (parent, sibling, child, grandparent, grandchild, aunt, or uncle) with malignant melanoma; (2) many moles, some of which are atypical (asymmetrical, raised, and/or different shades of tan, brown, black, or red) and often of different sizes; and (3) moles that have specific features when examined under a microscope. FAMMM syndrome increases the risk of melanoma and may increase the risk of pancreatic cancer. Also called familial atypical multiple mole melanoma syndrome.

Well with all of the odds stacked against me I guess I better watch out what I do to my skin. As a teenager as I would spend hours in the tanning bed I would just tell myself "oh they will have a cure by the time I get old enough to get cancer". Well guess what people I'm old enough and NO cure. After removing 17 moles I've already had numerous "Atypical Nevus" one of which was severe, meaning 1 step away from melanoma.

So it is my personal duty to inform others of the importance of taking care of our skin. YES I know that beautiful glow of a nice dark tan can make you feel great and feel skinny, but it isn't worth it.

AVOID TOO MUCH SUN
WEAR PROTECTIVE CLOTHING
AVOID THE SUN FROM 10-2
WATCH SUSPICIOUS MOLES
GET SCREENINGS IF YOU HAVE MOLES

WEAR SUNSCREEN!!!

Now I lay me down to sleep

This weekend while watching Extreme Makeover: Home Edition because there wasn't much else to watch I saw something that inspired me. The family lost their home in a flood. But what really got me was the volunteer work that the mother of the family did. She ran a service called Tiny Works of Heart. She took photographs of babies who were not going to live.

I wanted to research this further. I was able to find out she is part of a non profit organization called Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep .

Here is there About section-

Pregnancy and birth are miraculous journeys. This amazing time of life is full of mystery, anticipation, joy, hope, and wonder. Feeling the powerful energy of birth and new life, watching as a new family is born unto each other. These things humble and amaze. These are the things that we celebrate when a baby is born.

But there is another aspect of pregnancy and birth. There is an unexpected place in this journey where some families may find themselves. When a baby dies, a world is turned upside down.

There is confusion, sadness, fear, and uncertainty that cannot be explained. There is sorrow where there should have been joy. During this time, it might be impossible for families to know what they might need in order to heal in the future.

This is the place where the Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep Foundation gently provides a helping hand and a healing heart. For families overcome by grief and pain, the idea of photographing their baby may not immediately occur to them. Offering gentle and beautiful photography services in a compassionate and sensitive manner is the heart of this organization. The soft, gentle heirloom photographs of these beautiful babies are an important part of the healing process. They allow families to honor and cherish their babies, and share the spirits of their lives.

The Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep Foundation (NILMDTS) administers a network of almost 6,000 volunteer photographers in the United States and twenty-five international countries. At a family's request, a NILMDTS Affiliated Photographer will come to your hospital or hospice location and conduct a sensitive and private portrait session. The portraits are then professionally retouched and presented to the families on an archival DVD or CD that can be used to print portraits of their cherished baby.

Our entire network of affiliated photographers graciously donate their time and talents to our families and we are proud to be able to offer our services at no cost.Your Donations are greatly needed and greatly appreciated.

I want to somehow do something in my life that is meaningful as this. WOW. As a mother I cannot thing of something more precious in such a difficult time. I think this is such a wonderful organization and I hope that with my little blog maybe someone who loses their sweet angel can have this opportunity. I also hope that those who know photographers can pass on this information because they are always taking volunteers. I tell you what if I had the equipment and the time I would most definitely be participating.

Spoiler Alert: Political Views

ROSA SAT
so that Martin could walk
MARTIN WALKED
so that Obama could run
OBAMA RAN
so that children could fly

I saw this saying on a t-shirt and it hit me as to how far this country has come in the last 53 years since Rosa Parks refused to move to the back of the bus. Although discrimination still exists it really is awe inspiring as to the fact that we just elected our first African-American president.

Yesterday while reviewing her day as we usually do once I get home from work I took the opportunity to have open dialogue with Michaella regarding Martin Luther King Jr. and the importance of this inauguration. It is really quite difficult to explain discrimination to a 4 year old. They can’t comprehend the reality of hate in the way it has been exercised in the past by human beings.
Our children don’t understand why a person with dark skin could be treated cruelly. In fact I went further to discuss the Holocaust a little with Michaella. I spoke of the Hitlers desire to rid the world of people who were not White with certain religious views and the horror of concentration camps. Michaella decided she wanted to go camping because she had never been before... Our children are so innocent.

I’m sure Rosa Parks had no inclination as to how much an impact she would have on the American Race, nor did Martin Luther King Jr. know how he would change the face of the future. We can only imagine how Barack Obama will change the outcome of our children. Let us pray that one day the discrimination will vanish. We still have so far to go. That is why I am so excited by this new Presidency.

Now I’m going to surprise many of you with my political opinions but... I am not a steadfast republican. In fact I think I sit right in the middle. I try my hardest to be unbiased and nonpartisan but, I’m actually little too left winged to be comfortable in a strongly right-winged community.

I actually didn’t Vote for Obama and not just because his political party nor his race, but at the time I didn’t agree with his economic platform. Being that this was my main concern it was something I paid strong attention to. I felt John McCain was the lesser of 2 evils on economic issues. But now I am very glad Barack Obama is going to be our Commander and Chief. #1 he has retracted his proposal to increase taxes based on the facts he has been given and #2 we need someone like him.

A tired John McCain could have never rallied America like Barack Obama has. Obama’s youth and enthusiasm is our spark. He has the motivation to reenergize this tiring nation. We all need to remember our freedoms and how lucky we are to be Americans. And seeing a black man in the White House has helped me realize my fortune to be in this Great Nation. Let us hope for continued progress and change. “Yes we can!”

A little about my Grandfather

This past weekend I was able to travel to Vernal, UT and celebrate my Grandfathers life. He was 90 years old and he lived a very successful life. The following is an article in the Deseret News about my Grandpa O'Neil that I thought I would share. I will hopefully find time soon to update with pictures. I haven't even got Christmas on here.

Just an interesting little tidbit. My Grandfather attended Davis High School as many of my fellow bloggers have. He Graduated in 1936. He also remembered delivering the news paper to The Webster's in the old farm house. He possibly delivered to Great Great Relatives.

Deliveryman helped many on life's route By Lee Benson

Deseret News
Published: January 14, 2009
When 11-year-old Brian O'Neil started delivering newspapers in 1929, little did he realize what he'd started.
Not until 1986, with just one timeout for World War II, would he stop — and at that, he kept the "route" in the family, transferring the duties first to his son, Kelly, and later to Kelly's son, Shannon.
All this was recounted in detail, seasoned with much humor and nostalgia, at funeral services that honored Mr. O'Neil this past weekend in Vernal.
The man's 90 years on Earth were remembered for many accomplishments, including a posterity approaching 100 direct descendents, a lifetime of church and community service, and of course the war years, when he served in the U.S. Navy and met a fellow sailor who outranked him named Dorothy, a lieutenant who became his wife.
But over, under, around and through it all was an uncanny habit of getting up early in the morning to make sure one Salt Lake newspaper or another made it to its destination on time.
O'Neil began delivering the Salt Lake Telegram on his bike when he was 11, just in time to let residents of Kaysville know Wall Street had fallen.
He kept pedaling through the Depression, making money despite the hard times, later switching to the Salt Lake Tribune.
After World War II, he and his new bride moved to Vernal and Brian accepted a position as distributor of the Tribune to the Uintah-Duchesne territory in northeastern Utah. Now, instead of one paper route, he was responsible for distributing thousands of newspapers to the various carriers throughout the region.
In the early 1960s, after the Telegram folded, he added the Deseret News to the lineup.
It is inestimable how many porches got their papers because of Brian O'Neil.
Brian O'Neil's obituary caught my eye last week when it ran in the newspaper — appropriately in both the Deseret News and Salt Lake Tribune — as much for what it said about the future of newspapering as about the past.
Few 11-year-old boys, or girls, strap newspaper bags to their bicycles any more. And fewer and fewer adult distributors are left to mentor those boys and girls.
"Dad raised us with the newspaper," remembered Kelly O'Neil, the son who would inherit the family distributorship. "That's how he taught us to work and to manage our money."
In his father's personal journal that Kelly shared with me, a young Brian wrote this of his early days delivering papers:
"The newspaper route was good for me, helping me to meet people ... and to have almost everything that I wanted to have due to being able to have the money to purchase it."
In a later journal entry Brian wrote about the difficulty he had getting up in the morning — and the invention it inspired.
"I contrived a contraption that would wind a string up on a spool which in turn pulled a knife switch that would ring a bell until I got up to turn it off," he wrote. "The alarm clock was the power to set this in motion."
Practice made perfect, and over time, as Kelly recalled, his father needed no such contraptions.
"The truck (with the newspapers) would come into Vernal about 3 a.m. And when it came, it would wake Dad up," Kelly said. "And if for some reason it didn't come, it would wake him up anyway. He would know that truck was late. It was just his whole focus."
Every one of Kelly's brothers and sisters delivered newspapers in Vernal — and almost every one of Brian O'Neil's grandkids have delivered newspapers.
All over northeastern Utah, you'll find men, many now in their 40s, 50s and 60s, who delivered papers for Brian O'Neil when they were teenagers. Many were there to pay their respects at last Saturday's funeral.
But the times, they are changing. Most newspapers are delivered now by adults in automobiles — and many more are delivered through cyberspace on a newfangled invention called the Internet.
No delivery boys — or men — required.
It makes the passing of good men the likes of C. Brian O'Neil all the more nostalgic. As Arlen Peacock, an executive of the Newspaper Agency Corporation who was O'Neil's supervisor back in the day, observed, "He helped a lot of young men become good citizens."
Starting with himself.
Lee Benson's column runs Sunday, Monday, Wednesday and Friday. Please send e-mail to benson@desnews.com and faxes to 801-237-2527.
© 2009 Deseret News Publishing Company All rights reserved

Cool link for Moms

Okay How many moms out there with little girls have had to deal with the "scream like a Banshee" ordeal every time they go to pull out that pony at the end of the night? After running jumping rolling and napping that thing doesn't come out the same way it went in. I deal with it daily. So today while reading one of the blogs I follow I read about Knot Heads. After the blogger was raving about this ingenious idea I figured I should follow the link and find out more. After checking out this blog I ordered right away. All you have to do it check it out and you will understand why I jumped right on it. Anything that can save my sanity is worth all the money in the world. SO check it out... http://www.knotheads.com/index.html

Oh and cute ideas for Mom's too, not just the girls.

Tagged again!

1. DID YOU DATE SOMEONE FROM YOUR SCHOOL? Actually I never did. I guys when I dated Roylin Bradley he was from my school but he had graduated.
2. WHAT KIND OF CAR DID YOU DRIVE? I drove a 1985 Honda accord. What can I say? Hondas are great cars.
3. DID YOU PASS YOUR DRIVERS LICENSE TEST ON THE FIRST TRY? Yes I sure did. But I have to disclose that when I moved to Idaho and had to take the test again, I failed the first time then I studied and got every answer right the next time.
4. WERE YOU A PARTY ANIMAL? I think we all have a little animal in us.
5. WERE YOU CONSIDERED A FLIRT? I guess. I never really felt like I dated around so I can't say I flirted a lot
6. WERE YOU IN BAND, ORCHESTRA OR CHOIR? Chamber Choir (Yeah me)
.7. WERE YOU A NERD? Some might think that Choir people are nerds, but I wasn't super smart or anything and I had a few friends, so I'll say no.
8. WERE YOU ON ANY VARSITY TEAMS? Nope did a little volleyball but apparently I wasn't too good at it.
.9. DID YOU EVER GET SUSPENDED OR EXPELLED? Nope I was an angel
10. CAN YOU STILL SING THE FIGHT SONG? Hmm I think I could once but it is all so vague
11. WHO WERE YOUR FAVORITE TEACHERS? Mr Lowe for sure. He was the most awesome teacher. And then of course Mrs Robinson. I still have dreams about choir...in most of them I'm running late which isn't too far a stretch from the truth.
12. WHERE DID YOU SIT FOR LUNCH? I was in the back corner. But I liked to rove a bit. Maybe 2 or 3 tables one way or the other.
13. WHAT IS YOUR SCHOOLS FULL NAME? Roy High School.
14. WHAT IS YOUR SCHOOLS MASCOT AND COLORS? Royals; black and gold.
15. DID YOU GO TO HOMECOMING? WITH WHO? I only went once. With Roylin Bradley. I tell you what I just really didn't date much
16. IF YOU COULD GO BACK AND DO IT AGAIN, WOULD YOU?I loved high school, but like Lindsey I wouldn't go back. I love being a Mom too much and I wouldn't want that in High School
17. WHAT DO YOU REMEMBER MOST ABOUT GRADUATION? See here is something I regret. I was engaged when I graduated so my head was completely somewhere else. I went straight over to Mikes house after graduation. I really missed out on that kind of stuff.
18. WHERE DID YOU GO ON SENIOR SKIP DAY? I don't even remember. Probably hung out with Mike.
19. HAVE YOU GAINED SOME WEIGHT SINCE THEN? I sure did. But luckily I've been able to get back to it. My middle will never be that same though. Not with out some lipo and some cut and stitching.
20. WHO WAS YOUR PROM DATE? I did go with Jason Sederholm and My husband
21 ARE YOU PLANNING ON GOING TO YOUR 10 YEAR REUNION?
Yes. And like Lindsey I'd like to wait until after it to have any more kids. I'm so vain and selfish! :)
22 DID YOU HAVE A JOB IN HIGH SCHOOL? I had a few. Taco Time my sophomore year to mid junior year. I did Roy Rec in that summer then Shopko my junior year. Roy Rec again in the next summer I was the arts and crafts planner. Then my Senior year I worked at Sears.

I tag. Once again my list is going to be short. How about all the Webster Clan...I don't know much about your High School days.

8 things tag

RULES
1. Post rules on your Blog.
2. Answer the six "8" items.
3. Let each person know they have been tagged by leaving them a comment.

8 Favorite Shows:
1. Grey's Anatomy
2.Private Practice
3. Dancing with the Stars
4.Desperate Housewives
5. Brothers & Sisters
6. Lipstick Jungle (bummed this one is canceled)
7.What not to Wear
8. Hannah Montana (this one is for Kaella)

8 Things I Did Yesterday:
1. Drove to and from work
2. Worked :) or something close to that
3. Crocheted at lunch
4. Picked up prescription @ Walmart
5. Played with Adobe Photoshop (still figuring this out)
6. Skipped the gym....very out of the norm but my back hurt
7. Watched Grey's Anatomy
8. Went to sleep

8 Things I Look Forward Too:
1. THE WEEKEND
2. Thanksgiving I love hosting guests
3. Christmas- I haven't been to Utah in over a year
4. Saturdays in the Coffee shop when Michaella is at ballet
5. Family outings of any kind
6. That feeling after you've worked out
7. Bedtime - I agree with you on this one Brandi!
8. Cuddling up to my husband or my dog or even Michaella while I drift off to sleep

8 Favorite Restaurants:
1 through 8 .
Any one I can talk Mike into going to


8 Things on my wish list:
1. A stress free home
2. A steady income
3. Happy child
4. Happy husband (maybe that should be #1)
5. Food on the table
6. A light at the end of the economic mess tunnel
7. For our troops to be safe especially my little brother
8. A long healthy life

8 People to Tag: Oh sure Brandi YOU complain about no one to tag
1. Rachael P
2. Rachael T
3. Lindsey
4. Jenica
5. Megann
6. Laura
7.I don't have many more friends Man these things always depress me :)
8. Any one who wants to pretend to be my friend by doing a silly tag.

Civic Duty

This morning after much personal consideration I decided to vote. My biggest hold back was that I didn't know which candidate would most represent my concerns. Although I was still undecided up until the point I took out my pen to cast my vote, I knew it was my civic duty to vote. Voting gives all Americans a voice in the democratic process, a chance to weigh in on the important issues facing this country and the opportunity to elect the people they believe will safeguard their best interests. If I didn't vote I 'd have no voice to complain when I don't like the turn out.

Another sense of duty came from feeling I should set an example and teach my offspring the importance of being and American. So I offered the chance to my young American and she jumped on the offer to go with Mommy to vote.

So at the last minute I steered my car towards Precinct #13 voting headquarters. During our 45 minute wait in line and a lot of confusion I did try to get my 4 year old to make the decision for me but she was really torn between Barack Obama and John McCain. You'd be surprised how informed she is. But that said I made my choice (eeny-meeny-miney-mo) and with my ballot in hand I handed over my decision.

At this time I began to walk away and my 4 year old started crying. "Mommy, when do we get to go on the boat?"

This says it all

On the topic of Crocheting, I've been inspired by many of you to be more crafty. So a couple weeks ago I bought a how to crochet book (although I was taught some simple crochets last winter) and I've been giving a few things a try. I started out with a pattern for an infant hat and tried to adjust the stitches and it just didn't work. I ended up unraveling it and trying again but before I did that I went on line and found a pattern for a granny hat and I did this...It ended up a bit big for Michaella so I definitely want to try it again. I messed up some of the stitches that are hidden in the back. After that almost success I unraveled the other hat and I decided to try again. I did it with a slightly different pattern. You can find these patterns at http://www.luv2crochet.com/
After I finished the hat I decided to update the scarf which was actually my first crochet project ever. So I added the brown stitching around it and added a flower to match the hat. Michaella has a brown and pink jacket that this matches wonderfully.Right now I am in the middle of a blanket. It is 63 different squares that have all different designs. I have done 8 or 9 of the 63.... I have a ways to go. But when I'm done I will post pictures.

The Daily Plate

I have to tell everyone about an awesome website. It's thedailyplate.com. My mom told me about it and so far it is the most awesome motivator. Everyday you can update exactly what you ate and it will help you calculate how many calories you are eating and how many you burned. It's super because you can just type in exactly what you ate and it will calculate. Like I could say I have a can of Campbell's Select Harvest Minestrone and I had 2 servings (Because it is 2 servings a can you have to watch that) and it will calculate your complete nutritional info (ie calories, fat, cholesterol sodium carbs sugars fiber protein) and the percentage of daily value based on your weight and what your goals are. You then also calculate the calories burned by looking up your type of exercise and quantity of time (ie Kickboxing for 60 minutes). They go into great specifics like how many calories you'd burn in an hour folding clothes or putting on makeup. Its crazy.

Now I've tried uploading a snapshot picture of what it looks like but I'm having technical troubles to the likes of which I've never had trouble before. Therefore I am giving up on the picture...sorry if you are curious enough you will go check it out yourself. It's worth it!

http://www.thedailyplate.com/

Update

Hi,

It's been awhile. So here's a little update. Sorry I don't have any pictures. My battery has been dead on my camera for about a month and I've been too lazy to plug it in the charger, I know it's terrible. I'll work on it.

Well I'll start off with the Nutrisystem. After a month of being on it and not losing any weight I started to get frustrated. Mainly because it just didn't seem worth it. I'm about to indulge you all with a little TMI but I have too for you to understand why it wasn't worth it. So here it it... The Nutrisystem made me so flippin gassy. Mike was really kinda pissed at me. I guess I'd fart in my sleep and he was kinda grossed out. So all of this constant gassy feeling bloating and not all that desirable food that was slightly expensive, I've decided to kick it and go back to my self made diet that has worked in the past.

But I found out there was another reason I wasn't losing any weight. I have been really tired for the last few months. I thought well I'm just not getting enough sleep, I'm exercising a lot and so on. I'd tell Mike every morning when I woke up... Dude I need to get to bed earlier. (FYI He hates it when I call him Dude) But then it started to get worse and worse. Morning after morning I'd scare myself driving on the freeway because I was SO tired I could literally dose off if I blinked. So I'd hold my eyes open as much as I could and slowly my vision would get blurry, the eyelids would get heavier and heavier and my head would get cloudy. Remember that feeling sitting in church when you'd be so tired and your head would start bobbing? Just take that times 10. I tried everything... slapping myself, caffeine, getting more sleep and nothing helped. (Can you imagine how hard you'd laugh if you looked over on the freeway and saw some ditsy blonde slapping her self?)

So I made an appointment with my Doctor. Mike was convinced I was being a hypochondriac. But a couple blood tests later and I find out I'm hypothordic. Which means my Thyroid doesn't excrete enough of the thyroid hormone. Side effects being really tired and weight gain. So I'm on thyroid meds for most likely the rest of my life. That part isn't cool, but knowing the weight gain had nothing to do with just me being a cookieaholic made me feel that much better. It had just not made sense that I had been going to the gym 5 times a week and I had gained almost 15 lbs in 5 months. So that's all I have to say about that.

Michaella has started back up with dance lessons and she has also decided that she is pretty much Hannah Montana. I'm sure the rest of you mothers with little girls understand the Hannah Montana phenomenon. She has watched the Hannah Montana on tour DVD 4 times in the last 2 days. Michaella has been her alter ego "Dance Star" the whole time. My little girl is ALWAYS singing and dancing. It is like her life is a Broadway show or Disney Movie. This Hannah Montana deal compounded with Disney princesses and Barbie Diamond Castle/Mariposa/Island Princess (and so on) has only proven to me that my little girl is ALL girl. Not to mention she has also decided she is going to marry the Jonas Brothers and she has also gained an appreciation for the handsome males. We were watching Dancing with the Stars the other night and she informed me that Alec Maso was "HOT". OH am I in trouble or what? She is 4 years old. Not to mention she has added the term "sexy" to her vocabulary. I don't know what to think about that.

The other big thing in our house is that it is now hunting season. And I'm sure those of you Hunter's wives know what I mean. It's all about dead birds in our house right now. Michaella actually gets really excited about it for her Daddy. I just hope he isn't too disappointed when she informs him she doesn't want to go hunting because she might break a nail. I see that coming in the near future.

So ta ta for now my fellow bloggers. I will fight my procrastination and I will plug in my battery on my camera tonight so that I can entertain everyone with my very normal life.

Nutrisystem

Okay so everyone who has always wondered if Nutrisystem works. No need to longer wonder. I am going to be your human guinea pig. I have ordered my first 28 day supply. It should be interesting. None of the food needs to be refrigerated or frozen so who knows how it tastes. I have been eating lean cuisines for lunch for a long time so I don't mind a little less taste. It isn't as if I'm going from wonderful delish hambugers and other yummy yummy fatty things. So I can assume it would be that big of a let down to my poor taste buds.

Madhatter??

Okay I need a poll... What does everyone think of this hat? I'm a bit of a hat person and I purchased this hat. I am having buyers remorse. Let's just say I'm not sure if it was worth it.

Tagged by Megan

A: The rules of the game are posted at the beginning.
B: Each player answers the questions about themselves.
C: At the end of the post, the player then tags 3 people and post their names, then go to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog.

1. What was I doing 10 years ago? Oh boy I was getting into trouble 10 Years ago that was what I was doing. It was the year before my senior year and I was living life to the fullest. I was working at Sears and Roy Recreation. I have to say that was the craziest best and worst summer of my life. I did a lot of growing up that summer.

2. What was on my to-do list for today?
Work. Yeah that is about it. Maybe throw in a couple meals and some sleep that is about it.

3. What would I do if I suddenly became a billionaire? Vacation and be an at home mom. I'd be a member of the PTA, I'd do crafts and sew and all of those wonderful Mommy things I don't have time for now.

4. 3 Bad habits...
1. I procrastinate. BAD
2. I procrastinate. It deserves two spots.
3. OH heck it deserves three spots. Everyone of my bad habits stems back to procrastination. I wait until Sunday night to do Laundry. I run late a lot. I wait until the last moment to do everything. That is the only way I get anything done.

5. Places I have lived..... Idaho Falls, ID Roy, UT West Point, UT Layton , UT Nampa, ID

6. Places I have worked... Post Register (Paper Girl), Lagoon, Taco Time, Shop-ko, Sears, Roy Recreation, Teltrust, Robin Todd, United Road Service, Spider Transport, And Design Space Modular Buildings.

7. 3 Things people don't know about me....
1. I used to clog when I was a tween
2. I want to be a kickboxing instructor
3. I have had 18 moles removed. I have to get a LOT of moles removed. Even the Doctor will say WHOA you have a lot of moles. I used to get teased about them a lot. I used to be Mrs Mole. Very traumatic for a kid. But now I just consider myself a human Chocolate chip cookie. Or perhaps a connect the dot picture.

I tagged Brandi, Jenica, and Lindsey

You know you're getting old when

Now I always exercise and I ran all last summer but lately I've been doing the gym classes. And I've been feeling like a total stud going to the gym 4+ nights a week and for at least an hour a night. All this time away and Mike thinks I must have a boyfriend at the gym. So last night with it being a beautiful wonderful perfect 67 degrees I decided I was going to keep the workout close to home and go running outside.... It was a total bummer! About a mile into it I was in some serious pain. I really tried to work through it but I couldn't do it. Hello I'm 27 I'm in great shape, I shouldn't be limping down the street. But I had a good idea where the pain was coming from.

I have a really high arch and being the stingy frugal mom that I am when I bought my newest pair of shoes I thought I'd save a buck and not get new insoles. In fact I was just going to get that pair out of my even older pair and through those in. Bad idea. So last night right after my run I find myself at Joe's Sporting Goods buying myself a pair of Orthodic Arch Supports. Just the name screams geriatric!

What happened to those days when I didn't even know what a sore muscle felt like? And why didn't I take advantage of those days to be in the best shape possible? Why did I wait until my late 20s to realize that I was going to have to actually work to not be a fat lard? I'm constantly in pain. Exercising is like self mutilation and yet I'm totally addicted.