Dear PA,

I call you PA mostly because I don’t even know how to spell your whole name and I’m ok with that, I hope you are too. A short year ago I said I disliked you because I was afraid of saying the “H” word on my blog but now I feel like you deserve it… I Hate You Pennsylvania! I hate that a year ago today my sister and nieces were in that car pulling that U-haul all the way to your stupid state.

I hate that I haven’t seen my sister in an entire year (but so lucky I got to see my nieces this summer) and I hate it really feels like five years since I’ve seen her! I hate the thought of her not being here for my 1st baby shower or the birth of our 1st child. I hate, hate, hate you Pennsylvania and I think you are a selfish piece of land. But most of all I hate that my sister and nieces love you so much! I hate that they brag about how beautiful you are. I hate that they talk about how many fun things they’ve done and seen while in your presence. Everyone knows Idaho is much more awesome than you are. Mostly, I’m jealous of you for having that amazing part of my family- you don’t deserve it!

Sincerely,

Tiffany

P.S. please die and force them to come home forever, my hateful feelings toward you might change if that happened

I Heart Days Off!

Most days I don’t have to work are awesome, but this one tops the charts even if I’m feeling a bit under the weather (again):

-It all began with a hot bath (sorry child if it was too hot for you, I needed it, these growing and stretching ligaments needed that blasted hot soak and it won’t happen again, promise)

-which in turn was so relaxing and awesome made me 15 minutes late for my 9:05 (seriously, who schedules on the 5’s?) doc appointment.

-at the appointment I got to hear the amazing heart beat of our precious little girl who is measuring a couple weeks ahead of schedule and has only allowed me to gain 1 pound so far. My blood pressure was “great” which is nice since it always seems to be a little high. I also got to ask the doctor my list of bizzilion questions (and yes I had to make a list because no matter how important the topic I continue to be forgetful) p.s. I’m getting another ultrasound next appointment just to double check she really is a girl.

-I called to tell hubby all is well when he invited to me lunch- yes please!

-a few hours of Christmas shopping is complete and by next paycheck I plan to be done. Big thanks to I.C.C.U who let me skip a car payment for a small fee, you must have known I am trying to figure out Christmas, diapers, taking time off work, paying off a credit card, and saving for the birth of this child all in 2 months- you rock!

-Gator Jacks for lunch w/my Davey. Frito chili pie=delish. Gator bites=delish. 2 cups of hot chocolate=delish. Happy tummy… for a few hours at least have I mentioned this kid HATES chili? I could eat it everyday and it rips me up inside each and every time I do. I might have learned my lesson this time. Hubby ate alligator, eek.

-off to Rexburg I go to spontaneously spend a few hours with my mom and Grandma. I love hanging out and chatting with them but I especially loved the mini banana bread grandma had on her counter, it complimented my cherry Pepsi perfectly.

-got home and cleaned the house, thought about wrapping Christmas presents but tomorrow is another day.

-I wasn’t super hungry so we opt for a modified Applebee’s Maple Blondie instead of dinner. It tasted much better than it looks.

-now I plan on taking a warm bath while popping a few vitamin C,  taking a magic pill that will make me sleep like a baby (and is prego approved), an allergy pill, while drinking a tall glass of orange juice. Then watch a little TV while I cuddle with my hubby wearing his big comfy warm hoodie and wool socks until I doze off to sleep- for tomorrow it’s back to the grind.

I told you today was a success!

It’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas…

 

David and I got our tree up Monday evening. I honestly debated on a tree this year simply because we’re going to have to put one up every year from here until forever now. The agreement is we can have a real tree if and only if David helps me do it all- and he didn’t disappoint.

Although he insisted this be our tree topper.

Since we don’t have a fireplace the banister will hold our stockings.

I love these snow men given to me as a gift last year.

I hope your December days are looking as busy and fun as ours!

Lately…

Here are some random, and not so random things that are happening in my/our life/lives recently…

I’m currently reading:

&

I’m currently obsessing over:

 

Have you tried these? Do it! You simply toss them in the washer with your laundry and they make your clothes smell AMAZING (better than any fabric softener) until the next time you wash it. No joke. But find a coupon, these babies are over $5 a bottle…

I currently can’t get enough:

or

yes in that order… or visa versa as long as they are a pair.

I currently wish my yard looked like this:

 

I am tired of the cold/wind but not looking forward to how the roads are when my yard is this beautiful!

I recently saw:

I’m looking forward to Grams table looking like this on Thursday:

but can’t decide if I’m up for the lines on Friday this year…

David recently sold his:

stereo system

ha thanks google for this classic picture (although his didn’t look nearly that good I’m afraid it sounded that loud.)

so we could buy a:

Best husband of the year award goes to him! Seriously, how lucky am I? I think he was a little sad to lose his system but I was beyond thrilled! I always reminded him we aren’t 16, crusing 17th street, trying to pick up the ladies anymore. And he agreed he wouldn’t be blaring the tunes with a car seat in the rear. That was a lot easier than I ever hoped… now if only he understood my crazy hormones, and if only I understood them.

Things that’s recently happened and I blame on baby hormones:

-crying at a wrestling match... I hated to see that little boy who lost start crying, and his dad who was cheering him on give him a high five and a big hug! Seriously, I’m crying just thinking about it.

-crying in the KFC drive thru. The lady asking if I wanted to upsize my soda… and I knew she was calling me fat.

-an old man cut me off while driving and I instantly passed him, honked, and flipped him off. All before I knew he was older than dirt, but I’m afraid seeing him wouldn’t have changed my reaction

-I am so forgetful… I even forget important things such as work meetings, doing the schedule, returning phone calls.

-Clean laundry sat in the dryer for almost a week! No energy.

-Dirty dishes are in my sink… and have been for 2 days! 0 desire to care.

-I have vacuumed at least once every other day, maybe because I have a new vacuum and maybe because I’m terrified of seeing dog hair on any article of clothing I own.

-I need to change my bedding… still.

-My dreams are so freaky real. Last night I had a legit nightmare, I woke up literally bawling my eyes out and couldn’t calm myself down or convince myself it was a dream.

-I’m thinking I may never drink an alcoholic beverage again… this is definitely the hormones but I’m feeling great knowing what I did every day (even if I can’t remember the weeks) and knowing I won’t be sick in the morning. I also think this is the #1 reason I still haven’t gained any weight.

Cheers to being half way through this pregnancy and that much closer to seeing our beautiful little girl!

5 day stay-cation…

Staycation is vacation time away from work, but where you don’t actually leave the city you just go about your business and get paid to do whatever you darn well please. Personally, it’s my favorite kind of vacation and one I got to enjoy just last week!

Thursday- I woke up early to accomplish ‘stuff’. Made some pumpkin cookies. I got to have lunch w/Sari and Red Robin… yum! I also indulged in some Orange Leaf and done some shopping.

Friday- I took David lunch, did a few errands and then I was able to spend most of the day with my Grandma, mom, and aunt Amy in Rexburg. We had lunch together and I took my baby book to share along with pictures and ultra sound video. It was amazing to hear from my grandma of the days when pregnancy was almost embarrassing and they would wear large clothes trying to hide the fact and no such thing as a gender check- no thank you! David spoiled me with Texas Roadhouse when I got home and we relaxed the night away.

Saturday- We were off to Logan/Preston Utah for a Spackman reunion/grandma’s 80th birthday party. Where we were able to spend the day with most of David’s family and even hit a cheese factory- how fun! The highlight of my day was grandma’s birthday cake, I can’t even tell you how long I’ve been wanting a piece of cake I just didn’t see any since in buying or making one for just a piece as David wouldn’t care to eat any. When we FINALLY got home Saturday night I was beat, I could almost feel a cold coming on and decided to bath and hit the sack early to knock this cold before it hit me full swing.

Sunday- I didn’t wake up until after 10… :30 then I felt guilty so I made David breakfast in bed. I felt like I’d at least accomplished something for the day so I laid back down for a few hours. Finally I pulled myself out of bed, got ready for the day, did breakfast dishes, started some laundry, got all my vacuuming done (3 levels of house and 2 sets of stairs takes it’s toll on me). David and I went to browse Sportsman’s, he has his heart set on a new gun and stopped at Sonic for a blue coconut cream slush and mozz sticks before going to wash David’s truck at the new car wash off Panchari (it’s amazing, go there!). Sunday afternoon we had a birthday party to attend for little Miss Ahliya who is 3 today!

Monday- I was looking forward to getting “everything else” done today such as: finishing the laundry, changing our sheets, baking something delicious for a snack and something nutritious for dinner, going grocery shopping, paying bills, organizing baby room, and the list goes on. However I didn’t wake up yet again until past 10… in my defense I swear I only sleep good until mid night and then after 6 am. I feel sick so I called David for some sympathy and him to tell me it’s ok to stay in bed all day and he’d help me when he got home, which is exactly what he did. Dang it! So now I sit here listening to the wind blow like crazy knowing how cold it is outside but also knowing I have stuff that has to be done today because tomorrow it’s back to the grind. Wish me luck, and have a great day!

Happy Birthday sis!

Wishing my very favorite sister a very happy birthday! While also trying not to think about how long it’s been since I’ve been able to celebrate this special day with her. I woke up to this picture on my phone…

with the caption “it’s 5 o’clock somewhere.” Ha that’s my sister, and this is why I love her so much…

she had to cut herself off and leave her drink like this because she is that awesome… er… old  

Love and miss ya sis hope this b-day is fab!

Come home?

Dreams…

These last few weeks I’ve been having the weirdest dreams EVER! To make matters worse they are so vivid and seem so real and when I wake up I remember every little detail. Sometimes it’s funny, other times it’s very disturbing.

One funny dream consisted of a friend I had in elementary school now more like an acquaintance. You know those friends that at the time was your bff but now you only read their updates on facebook and if you passed them in the grocery store you would either dodge an aisle or casually say hi and keep walking? Yeah that girl and I were once again besties (I still hate that word, even though I use it) in search of tampons, we were searching every where in my house for them behind/under/around couches, in kitchen cabinets, washer, dryer, back yard, garage. Seriously what the crap? When I woke up in the middle of the night to make my routinely 3rd potty break I had to look under the sink in my bathroom just to make sure I had tampons just in case someone needed one, maybe.

One disturbing dream was I caught David cheating on me, well kind of he was with a bunch of half naked women (all missing some body part- eye, leg, arm, nose, hand etc) in a picture with a few of his other friends. It was his friends wife that knocked on my door and asked if I realized where my husband was and how I could be so accepting to him leaving the state for a night out with the guys, when I told her he was just working security at a mexi club (which he occasionally does) with her husband and that’s when she showed me the picture… ugh! I woke up mad at David, really mad he asked me if I would start his truck the following morning and I said no then thought how dare he ask after last night when I instantly remembered that was a freaking dream… nightmare really.

One more I was trying to breast feed our baby, she wasn’t cooperating and it was the middle of the night when all the sudden I heard a knock on the door. It didn’t scare me I just walked topless to the front door carrying my child that was wearing snow boots when I realized it was my little brother I grabbed the rug off the floor and wrapped it around me, opened the door to see my brother standing there with a huge smile when I asked why he was so happy he showed me his new tattoo (he is only 16, and was in my dream too) I asked him why the crap he got one and he said because it meant a lot to him and his dream job. The tat was a picture of the Eddy’s logo where my dad used to work ha, proudly inked on his upper arm, seriously?

Not to mention all the ex boyfriends I dream about. Some I only went on 1 date with and others I literally forgot about. That’s when I wake up feeling like I’m cheating on my husband and feel guilty that I’m having these messed up dreams I can’t control.

I’m going to go ahead and blame yet another odd pregnancy moment on crazy prego hormones!