Once there was a snowperson...

A Grecian snow-goddess of goodness and light with frozen half dead leaves flowing in the wind.


We are expecting up to 10 more inches tonight. I didn't think I would miss the kids at school but a whole week without them is tough. They have a way of making the day go by faster. No snow days for me, but the hubs and I had quite a fun time putting together our snow goddess. I dub thee my first official snow person.



My holiday baking has gone horribly awry. It is Symphony bars from me this year. I have never had such trouble with pumpkin rolls. It was not meant to be I guess. NO PUMPKIN ROLLS FOR YOU!

Two more days and three weeks of freedom and a full week of bliss. I am quite excited. Two more snowy blowy days. *sigh*

I will try to get better pictures of the goddess tomorrow in the daylight, or cloud sky light as the case may be.

The destruction of sleeves...

My family and I are all going on a cruise in January. It is customary to wear a formal one of the nights on the boat. I suppose we do not have to partake in this tradition but of course it sounds like fun to me. It's rare these days that you get the chance to dress up and go out.
Which leaves me with the question of sleeves. I find that sleeves on a formal ruin it. Suddenly I am the mother of the bride and that is not cool. I come to you for ideas and input. I looooooooooove this As far as dresses with sleeves go it's pretty neat. I know $200 is not the worst thing in the world but try telling that to the hubby. So, I was also looking at This little number, but with a wider belt and I would have to wear some kind of bolero or something over it. Add some killer shoes and some bling and it may pass as formal. I, however, have very little experience with formal. I like this one but I lean toward the vintage vibe if you hadn't noticed. Again, not as formal as one would like but I do like it quite a bit.
I just want to be pretty, I lean toward the purple because it's beautiful and workable and I have been wanting to do a super cool photo shoot with the cousins out in the desert or something in a formal and it would be awesome. Talk me out of this tree guys and give me more ideas/options if you can, I am not willowy so maybe the purple dress is just me dreaming I had a different body again.

EDIT: And my mom just called and told me not to worry about it, just wear what I would wear to church. That kind of stinks. It would be nice to dress up and feel pretty. :(

Dead Daisies...

I should write about Thanksgiving and how much I love it and how awesome it was to see all the cousins and family and feel the love. I should write and post a picture of the random roll that was left in my tree limbs when I got home. I think the Thanksgiving celebration got a little out of hand next door while we were away. O_o I should write about going to see Twilight and not reading the books and how even on a Monday night after all the mania had died down I still heard girls squealing over Edward. You usually loose the interactiveness of a movie after opening weekend. It was more than funny, and I have been saying things like "Edward wouldn't do that to me." Or "Edward would let me buy that." to my husband. It's great leverage. ;) Not that my husband doesn't already basically let me do what I want. He loves me lots. :)

I should write about all of these things but friends, I have sad news. I can't help but blame you all for it too. I have been telling you and warning you and yet you did not turn on the TV and watch Pushing Daisies and yes my friends it is going to be canceled. I hope you are happy! *stern mad face* That was my TV paradise and now it's going to be gone forcing me to buy the season DVDs and watch with a hankie in hand over and over. It was the best show ever and I am sad. They always cancel my shows and it makes me angry.

To quote the baby of my preschool class: I am incredible! I AM ANGRY!

Crying headaches and stuff...

The hubs was put in as 1st counselor in the bishopric. His blessings were beautiful and it is astounding to me the consideration and love we receive from our father in heaven. I know he knows us personally and loves us more than we will ever know. I stand all amazed, with a crying headache. I wish today I could just bestow that knowledge upon everyone. It's an amazing thing to realize and yeah...words are failing me right now.
This is going to be an interesting adventure. It's also awesome to me how much trust God can put into us, and how much he blesses us for trying. It's amazing. I hope we are up to this. I love my husband so much. He was so worth the wait.

Tag your it

Hmmm, I guess theres no escaping the tags, not even on Blogger. Im not that interesting...don't say I didn't warn you!


Four places that I go to over & over:

* Safeway
* School
* Marshalls
* Walmart


Four people who E-mail/call me regularly:

* Mom
* Rachel
* Karrrrrtney
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Four of my favorite places to eat:

* Rosa's Shrimp tacos and green salsa
* Pine country out of lack of options
* Cheese cake factory
* My mom's house


Four places I would rather be right now:

* Snorkeling in Hawaii with the hubs
* In the valley with a little family and a cute little house
* San Diego
* Shopping with someone else's money (I like Wendy's idea)

Four people I love: I'm going to cheat!

* The Hubs
* My parents
* My sibs
* My friends


Four TV shows I watch:

* PUSHING DAISIES!
* Chuck
* The Office
* House


Four people I tag: Everyone that reads my blog has been tagged already! I need more friends!

* Jeanna
* Heather
* Katie
* Julie

She's the one eye love...

Yesterday I was doing laundry. That's not the interesting part of this story for we all know laundry to be most uninteresting. I am pouring the crystal blue goodness of some generic tide into my laundry cup and I drop it. This is not that interesting either, but has great bearing on the outcome of this story. The cup drops from my hands and as if it is in slow motion, I watch it hit the ground. It lands quite flatly and up from the cup comes a great geyser of generic tide, like a fountain right into my open right eye. Did you know that when you get generic tide in your eye, you need to flush your eye for a full 10 to 15 minutes? This is what I had the pleasure of learning about yesterday, and would be the interesting part of this story for those of you following along. I flushed for as long as I could stand and my eye hurt all night. This morning I could not open it. It had been sealed shut with tears or whatever eyes seal themselves with. Ew.

The puppy has gone home. I don't think I will be jumping at the chance for another puppy any time soon. Two is plenty and mine are eccentric enough without another friend to add to the fun. I need a nap.

Meet Zoe

She is feisty and talks back but at least she's cute and soft. :)

Puppy sitting...

I am puppy sitting a feisty little ewok of a dog. I will have to post pictures soon. :)

Attention friends and family!

I just found all of your lovely replies to my posts in my spam box in my email. Hence, I have not been receiving all of your lovely remarks. I have hopefully fixed the problem, and will try to reply from now on.
Thank you,
Kelly

Umm...Burr?

I woke up to a slightly blustery brisk, clear fall day. My day now looks like this





I do not feel at all prepared for the freezing that will ensue.

I woke up in 1952

I am still trying to figure out my hair. It has been this short before but it has never been this foofy and curly and short before and since I am busy trying to make lemon aid out of this unexpected hair challenge I tried something new and totally old at the same time. I pin curled it. I pin curled it the way Aunt Carolyn told me to, only bigger pin curls and this is what I got.




This was first thing in the morning. It actually looks much better now. Maybe I will see how it fares overnight.

You gotta try the hat out, it's standard procedure.

And the winner is...

ME!
The most beautiful shoes I have ever seen were at Marshall's for $60, that's Marshall's price and while I would've preferred the black patent, I consider myself lucky to have scored these beauties for a mere $15. I am the great bargain hunter. I have been taught by the best from a young age about the elusive and fabulous bargain. My mother was a pro, could I have bought these in the color I really wanted for $60 sure, but what's the fun in that? Plus, my friend got them in black and probably would've rather had the brown. Life is fun in that ironic kind of way. May I present my most fabulous shoes and a random cat picture or two...









I am so happy to have my photo editing junk on this computer again. *throws confetti*

Oh and this is my accordion from a while ago cuz I am awesome!

I come bearing pictures...

Hi all,
I have pictures! I don't have my editing software anymore so they aren't fabulous, but they are here and hence my blog will suddenly become more interesting.

I present The hubby and I as Charlie Brown and Lucy.


Charlie singing "Only You" on an out of tune Uke.


And my super model dog sporting his awesome skull sweater that makes me laugh.


He's the cutest


Whoa, I think I am a little liberal with the candy. 6:30 and I am out. Partly because I wanted to be but still maybe I should slow it down a bit next time.

My fleeting moment of fame...

See if you can find me in here

Tonight is the ward Halloween party. I will try to get a good picture of me and the hubs and our rendition of Charlie Brown and Lucy. I am making no promises, because when I make promises it doesn't happen.

For those of us who need a little joy...

G-g-g-g-g-reetings...

It's been a bit chilly here the last few days. I am not really happy about this skipping seasons stuff that has been going on. My most favorite seasons are the transition seasons Spring and Fall and I have now missed both this year. It's either hot or cold there seems very little in between.

The hubs and I just got back from taking pictures.

From talking to older people and experiencing it myself, it would seem that we carry with us a view of who we are inside. We think we know what we look like, and then catch a glimpse of ourselves in the mirror or in the monitor of a digital camera and it's almost like you are thinking, "who the heck is that person?", only to find out it's you. In my case, to my horror. Suddenly the whole photo shoot idea seems so bad to me. I am not sure when this other person ate the bean pole girl I was, but I sure wish she hadn't. *sigh*

I am trying out The daily plate.com to see if it can help me find myself again, in a matter of speaking. I am finding though, that I don't eat so bad on my own. I set it to help me loose a pound a week, and I gotta say I am not missing out on much, or maybe I am just forgetting all of my snacks. Anyway, I am going to give it a whirl but I am of the opinion that there is something wrong with me. Something that effects my hormones (infertility) and quite possibly my ability to maintain and loose weight. Of course, finding a doctor who will even entertain the idea seems nigh unto impossible.

So, I will post pictures later, if there happen to be any that I feel I want anyone to see.

Follow the prophet...

I do not come bearing pictures. Those have been postponed until next weekend when I am hoping for more cooperative weather.

I do have a fun dad story though.

So, my mom has started working for the first time since she has been a mom which has been a really long time. She decided, being the most generous and kind mother that she is that we would all go on a cruise with her earnings. Each couple would have to pay half but we would all go together and have a fabulous time. Enter economic doom stage left. My dad is hesitant to spend the money on the cruise because things are kind of dicey right now. Valid point. He's kind of been dragging his feet anyway. I don't think Mexico is his favorite destination and that money could go to use other places. My mom decides that if they say anything in conference that indicates that we should save our money and not go she will cancel it. It's the end morning conference and Pres. Monson is speaking of family and making memories and spending that quality time together. My husband looks at me and says I guess we are going on the cruise. I kid you not, three minutes after the amen my dad calls and says. "Did you hear the prophet tell us to go on the cruise?!?!" It was so funny to me. Follow the prophet, he knows the way! So all of this to say we are going on a cruise in January and I am so excited. It's going to be so much fun.

I love my parents.

Weekend plans...

I am excited about this weekend. It's Conference, which can be somewhat time consuming but I have been really excited to hear what is going to be said. It's going to be great. I have had friends suggest in the past praying for something specific and then really listening to conference and they say you will get an answer. I am sure I will, but I am going to try to take notes and the whole nine yards. I need some spiritual nourishment. :)

Sunday afternoon I think we are going to head out to the forest and try to get some pictures for our adoption profile. We will probably head out to the aspen trees by the peaks. Of course, it could be freezing cold and raining on Sunday in which case, I am hopeful that next weekend won't be too late to capture the Autumn magic. Either way the hubbs and I with a tripod ought to prove for interesting pictures. If all goes well we might actually have a picture to post! Woot!

Also, I have been informed that foster care classes start later this month. Now we have to decide if this is really a direction we should go. The adoption route seems so long, and the foster route sounds like it could involve A LOT of emotional pain for me, I just don't know if I could handle giving the babies up, so good thing conference and the prayer answer challenge are upon me. It's hard to decide what to do. I feel like I walk and walk but it's still the same ol' fork in the road.

I got a new phone! *throws confetti*

Isn't she pretty? Her name is Ruby and I am just so happy to have a display that displays I could dance. *pets Ruby*

The sadness will eat your soul...

Hubbs and I were driving to get some food. We passed the stop sign and came to a little yellow cat just sitting in the road. We couldn't figure out why it was just sitting there staring. Then we look to where it was staring. Lying in the road was another little cat, A little Siamese looking cat, it couldn't move I wasn't even sure it was alive. The yellow cat looked so concerned and sad, I almost started to cry. I was going to jump out of the car and try to save the little cat in the road but hubs started to drive. On our way home we saw the police and a lady holding the cat in a towel. I hope it was OK.
It was kind of amazing to see the concern in the other cat's eyes. You don't think about animals having feelings. It was just sad.

So there, have a sad story to take with you. Sorry to be a downer.

So here is happy news. My favorite show ever is starting again tonight! YAY! Pushing Daisies! I am so excited.

Halloween is a go...

This year hubby and I are going to be Charlie Brown (hubby obviously) and Lucy (me). The hubsters costume is pretty easy. I ordered a Charlie Brown shirt online for $10. Mine should be fairly simple but isn't turning out to be. Basically I need to wear a blue dress, I just threw out my saddle shoes a few months ago but I think I can survive without buying more. Here are my options:
I have a blue knee length skirt and I thought I could buy This shirt It has the white collar and would give the overall impression of Lucy. The blues would probably not match, but my Halloween is going to be spent with one maybe two other families in our friends house so it's not horribly imperative. I wish we had a picture of our Napoleon Dynamite and Deb Halloween. It was hot, but that's neither here nor there.

But the more I think about it I feel like I need a shorter blue dress to really sell it. If I wore a shorter dress I would have to wear leggings or jeans or something lame, not only that, it's going to be cold here in a month. Here are my dress options:
Not really close but I would probably wear it again. Assuming the dress curse doesn't strike and I end up looking like a total clown in it. Dresses and I are not friends.
I thought I could dye this little number a bright blue hue. Probably not practical.
This one probably would be best for my purposes, but has very low re-wear value and I could look like a blimp which is fine when you are Lucy but not so hot in normal life. Of course, I probably couldn't buy fabric and get it made for less than that.
Thoughts?

Lessons in life...

It's not the deformity of one's body,
it's the rise of the pants.
And so I bid a fond adieu,
to the low and ultra low rise.
May you never grace my back and bottom side again.

I like feeling better about myself. It's nice.
Who knew pants could make all the difference?

I am a rambler...

I have some rambling to get off of my chest. You get to read it! *puts a gold star on your shirt* Yay!
So, the adoption guy came. (I guess he will from now on and lovingly be known as "the adoption guy".)He came and had interviews with us. Of course, mine was a watery interview. It's very difficult for me to discuss such things as my feelings about infertility with a stranger. I find with friends and even co-workers I can talk about it and I am actually very fine with it but something about doctors and men in suits, I don't know what it is, but it was watery. I had to go back to work afterwards so that was fun. It's good though, kids have a way of putting you right back into the now.

Anyway, most of his interview, I think, was to see if I was ready to accept my infertility and accept another child as my own. I wasn't clear enough to have said this but as I have had this weekend to reflect, I really do believe that most of my frustration and emotional output about this subject is just the time line. You know, my mother adopted three children, her mother adopted three children, I always knew that being in this position was not only possible but likely. I came to terms with that as a young adult. My siblings are still my siblings, they were not treated any different, they are my family and always have been. I don't feel like it's a challenge to love someone who lacks your DNA. I wouldn't have thought anyone would have a problem with it until I got certain comments growing up like, "Oh, so your parents treat you differently right?" What? No. Family is family is family. And so I guess I am hoping that my emotional reaction to a strange man asking me how I feel about infertility did not in some way communicate that I am not ready to accept a child that is not born of me, because that's not it at all. I am frustrated because since I was 8 I wanted to be a mom. I am frustrated that 4 years later I still don't feel any closer to that goal. That's what's hard, the waiting and the wanting. The wondering why and if I really am going to be able to walk on my own when they graduate from high school. Will I get to know my grandkids? That's the hard part. All I can do is trust that God knows what's best and what he's doing and that one of these days, this has got to give. I know it in my heart. I know I will be a mother, but as the days wear on, sometimes it's hard to believe it.

Whew, glad that's out there. I also am just so happy I have a friend here now. *throws confetti* It is so nice. It's nice to have a good friend close again. I think women just need friends. My husband is perfectly content to have me as his only friend, I am not, but he would be totally happy that way. Women just need someone to yak at I think, and it's nice when that person yaks back. Go friends!

Anyway, Have a good weekend.

Slobbery old man kisses...

We have a little old man in our small hamlet of a town who cannot hear and yells everything. Yesterday I was about to go into my school yard and I see him coming towards me. "Is that Petey?" I yell out, the old familiar high pitch laughing starts. He tells me has to go back for a shot at the health center. He tells me I am a beautiful woman and pats my cheek. He goes in for the kiss, I fake to the left, he kisses my cheek. That's not good enough for ol' Petey, oh no Petey goes in for the kill and plants an old man kiss right on my lips!
"Are you single or married?"
I say,
"Married!"
He asks,
"Single?"
I yell,
"MARRIED!"
"That's OK, I like married women better anyway. You are a beautiful woman."
Petey laughs and pats my cheek. I hear him talking as he walks down the street. I go into work and smile. At least I may have made his day a little brighter anyway.

Love from family...

My super cool cousin made me a fertility bracelet and I got it in the mail today. It is so awesome! She even researched the stones that are supposed to help with fertility. It has a turtle and a hope charm. I feel very loved. It's just so nice to know, when you are away from family, that they are not all that far away. I feel very loved and very hopeful. I am going to wear it always. Thanks Lolo, you are awesome!

Thank you to all of you who keep us in your prayers. We really appreciate it and feel the love and support. We love and miss you all.

Tomorrow the LDS Social services guy is coming to our house. I am not sure what to expect but I am excited to hand over all of our paperwork and get something started. I hope it goes smoothly and quickly. I also hope I can keep my tears in check because I have to go back to work after he leaves. For some reason talking about this stuff, especially with strangers makes me weep like crazy. Probably because it's been really hard, but I feel like something is going to come of all of this soon. I sure hope so.

Hello there.

Hi,
This is our blog. It is under construction. Maybe it will become a good blog. Let's hope so.
*pets blog*