Why do I get annoyed when BYU calls me and asks for money? I've been avoiding them for years. They thought I still lived at home in KY, and would send me gobs of mail to my maiden name at my parent's house. And, after all these years my mom finally sold me out. Tonight, I got a call from a very perky girl from BYU who said "your mother gave me your phone number...so you don't live in KY anymore?" After she gasps when I reveal that I hadn't been back to Provo since I graduated, she then she tries to hard sell me to place a donation over the phone!
I am sorry, but the $10 a month she wants out of me is currently going to marshmellows to feed the ravenous baby growing inside of me. Sorry, BYU--love ya, but not that much.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Thursday, December 4, 2008
Joined the Boy's Club
We found out at my 20 week appointment on Tuesday that we are having a boy! I am really at a loss regarding names, any suggestions?
Friday, October 31, 2008
Cutest Kitty on the Block
Monday, October 27, 2008
My new favorite website....
My cousin, Jeri, told me about this website: yearbookyourself.com, and it is my new favorite website. Look at these hilarious pictures.
Annie in a 1984 yearbook would look like this:

Annie in a 1952 yearbook would look like this:

Annie in 1974 would look like this
Annie in1976 would look like this:

I can't decide if I was meant to graduate high school in 1952 or 1976.....
Annie in a 1984 yearbook would look like this:
Annie in a 1952 yearbook would look like this:
Annie in 1974 would look like this
I can't decide if I was meant to graduate high school in 1952 or 1976.....
Monday, October 20, 2008
Morning people
This is how Abigail wakes up in the morning and after every nap:



She is always so happy to be awake. And, after two years, I still walk into her room a little perplexed. Why doesn't she want to sleep just a little longer? Why isn't she mad at me because she knows I heard her awake in her crib 20 minutes ago and I am just now getting her out? Why is she so happy in the mornings? She definitely gets this from her dad. I would post a picture of my other example of morning people, Adrian, but I am always still asleep when he leaves for work in the morning....
Oh, and I have to say so I won't sound so lazy--he leaves at 6:15 in the morning, and he is not going to seminary.
I also have to say that Abigail does the cutest thing when I walk into her room to get her out of the crib, she will lean up against the side of the crib and rest her elbow on the side and cross her ankles and carry on a totally one sided gibberish conversation peppered with fake laughs and head nodding. It is hilarious, I'm trying to get a video of it, but she starts shouting cheese whenever she sees a camera these days so it is hard to capture real life.
She is always so happy to be awake. And, after two years, I still walk into her room a little perplexed. Why doesn't she want to sleep just a little longer? Why isn't she mad at me because she knows I heard her awake in her crib 20 minutes ago and I am just now getting her out? Why is she so happy in the mornings? She definitely gets this from her dad. I would post a picture of my other example of morning people, Adrian, but I am always still asleep when he leaves for work in the morning....
Oh, and I have to say so I won't sound so lazy--he leaves at 6:15 in the morning, and he is not going to seminary.
I also have to say that Abigail does the cutest thing when I walk into her room to get her out of the crib, she will lean up against the side of the crib and rest her elbow on the side and cross her ankles and carry on a totally one sided gibberish conversation peppered with fake laughs and head nodding. It is hilarious, I'm trying to get a video of it, but she starts shouting cheese whenever she sees a camera these days so it is hard to capture real life.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Why I haven't written in a month....
I always said that I wanted to get pregnant when Abigail was two years old, and it happened right on schedule. I am due in April. So, this past month I haven't felt like blogging because I've been sick and tired and grumpy. I'm 10 1/2 weeks, and am so ready to be done throwing up and feeling nauseous. We are excited to have a baby brother or sister for Abigail, but a little nervous to have two. Abigail loves babies much. I think she is going to freak out a little bit, though, because she is the only grandchild on both sides and very spoiled.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Chuck-E-Cheese
Abigail turned 2 this weekend. We had such a great time celebrating her birthday. We celebrated her birthday on Saturday at Chuck-E-Cheese. It was quite an experience. I had this vision before the party of the kids sitting around eating pizza, then they went and used their tokens, and then we came back and had cake and opened presents. Let's just say that only happened in my dreams. We get to Chuck-E-Cheese, the kids are immediately overwhelmed and excited, they run around like chickens with their heads cut off for an hour with parents trying to get them to eat some pizza. They only came back with the tokens were gone. By that time they are totally exhausted and overstimulated, and then we feed them cupcakes! Cue meltdown. But, I will have to say that the kids had a really great time, and Abigail loved it. I can't believe my baby is 2!!!!!

Abigail celebrated with her friends, Lucas, Holland, and Stone.



This were supposed to be Elmo cupcakes, but I could never get the Elmo faces right, so they were red icing with sprinkles--sorry Abigail.
This was Abigail's present from Adrian and me. She loves to jump!

My parents got her this battery-operated car. At first she was very scared of it, but now all she wants to do is "Ride, mama!" It would be a lot more pleasant for me to let her ride if she knew how to steer, but all she wants to do is push the accelerator, and we have to jog beside her making sure she doesn't hit trees.
Abigail celebrated with her friends, Lucas, Holland, and Stone.
This were supposed to be Elmo cupcakes, but I could never get the Elmo faces right, so they were red icing with sprinkles--sorry Abigail.
My parents got her this battery-operated car. At first she was very scared of it, but now all she wants to do is "Ride, mama!" It would be a lot more pleasant for me to let her ride if she knew how to steer, but all she wants to do is push the accelerator, and we have to jog beside her making sure she doesn't hit trees.
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