I heard the door open and then close and then little scampering feet running. Then someone's little voice says, "Hey Mama! I'm awake. Daddy's sleeping. Sssshhhh." Then those little scampers came upstairs where I was and someone's little face and little finger got in my face and said, "Sssshhh. Sssshhh. Sssshhh. I wanna play a game." And I'm the awesome mother who at midnight just said okay. Someday me and V will be on a normal sleeping schedule...when I decide it's worth the effort...which I decide when I'm tired in the middle of the night and someone's same little face is in my face saying, "Mama! Hi mama!" And then for some reason I disregard the motivation I had in the middle of the night. That is all.
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Monday, April 15, 2013
Vidalia Fell Down
In February Vidalia took her first face dive into asphalt. It looked really terrible. We went to the grocery store to get her popsicles to try and get the swelling to go down so we could figure out if her face was doctor worthy or not. We ran into someone in our ward there who took us to her mother's house who told us we didn't need to take her to the doctor and then provided us with everything we needed that we didn't have to take care of her face. Wasn't that nice? We were glad we didn't need to take her to the doctor. I should have taken pictures the night it happened. Once she stopped being sad, I kind of laughed every time I looked at her. Her bottom lip was giant, her smile was WAY crooked, and her singing and dancing looked extra hilarious with her awkward looking lip.
All the pictures I took were the morning after when her lip was barely swollen, but it seriously was terrible looking. Sad for parents, even ones who decide it's kind of funny looking. Don't worry, we've taken steps to avoid future face to the asphalt with her (AKA Children with both hands in pockets walking in a parking lot (or anywhere) is such a terrible idea!)
All the pictures I took were the morning after when her lip was barely swollen, but it seriously was terrible looking. Sad for parents, even ones who decide it's kind of funny looking. Don't worry, we've taken steps to avoid future face to the asphalt with her (AKA Children with both hands in pockets walking in a parking lot (or anywhere) is such a terrible idea!)
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Another Interesting Dream
In this dream I met our son Gideon (and we still reserve the right to name him something else if Gideon doesn't fit him when he's born). He had a slender but handsome face, a tall forehead (a little bit more than average distance from his eyebrows to the top of his head). He had super blond, almost white hair (like Jack Seawright or Natalie Lenz, if that helps any of our readers). He had a creamy complexion, the same as Vidalia's (somewhere in between their pasty white father's skin and their mother's olive tone). He was a very cute and good-looking little baby.
Based on the baby's behavior, I would guess that he was about 6 months old in my dream. He could hold his head up and look around; he was a very calm, placid, and affectionate little boy. He preferred to be held all or most of the time and grunted a lot when he wasn't being held. Also, he was content to be held the anyone but was the most content to be held by one of his parents. Yep, so that's my subconscious's portrayal of our son. I'm excited to see him for myself in about 2 months!
Also in the dream, Canada's prime minister, Ho Nan who was Vietnamese (really it's Steve Harper), with reluctance and mourning announced to the world that he was declaring war on North Korea which would be carried out in two main tours, 18 months apart from each other. He made the announcement in a large college building (thinking back on the dream I'm not sure if what University it would have been); the assembly hall had no windows and besides the main floor had minimal seating, about 10 separated sections of balcony seating, each section with about 15 seats. I was in the 2nd of those sessions on the north side.
In each section there was a table that was soliciting donations for dessert foods, but I thought they were complimentary refreshments for the attendees. I opened a cake and ate half of it then offered some to a man who was staring at me because he making me feel uncomfortable. He didn't respond to my offer and I remember thinking "there's plenty more on that table, go get some for yourself, and please STOP staring at me!". It was a few minutes later that I walked back to the table and noticed the sign that the desserts were for the war effort. Oops. Walking back involved a lot of underground tunnels; when I came out of these tunnels I noticed I had missed three calls from Melissa, presumably wondering where I was.
so those were some of my dreams that I decided to post to this blog.
Based on the baby's behavior, I would guess that he was about 6 months old in my dream. He could hold his head up and look around; he was a very calm, placid, and affectionate little boy. He preferred to be held all or most of the time and grunted a lot when he wasn't being held. Also, he was content to be held the anyone but was the most content to be held by one of his parents. Yep, so that's my subconscious's portrayal of our son. I'm excited to see him for myself in about 2 months!
Also in the dream, Canada's prime minister, Ho Nan who was Vietnamese (really it's Steve Harper), with reluctance and mourning announced to the world that he was declaring war on North Korea which would be carried out in two main tours, 18 months apart from each other. He made the announcement in a large college building (thinking back on the dream I'm not sure if what University it would have been); the assembly hall had no windows and besides the main floor had minimal seating, about 10 separated sections of balcony seating, each section with about 15 seats. I was in the 2nd of those sessions on the north side.
In each section there was a table that was soliciting donations for dessert foods, but I thought they were complimentary refreshments for the attendees. I opened a cake and ate half of it then offered some to a man who was staring at me because he making me feel uncomfortable. He didn't respond to my offer and I remember thinking "there's plenty more on that table, go get some for yourself, and please STOP staring at me!". It was a few minutes later that I walked back to the table and noticed the sign that the desserts were for the war effort. Oops. Walking back involved a lot of underground tunnels; when I came out of these tunnels I noticed I had missed three calls from Melissa, presumably wondering where I was.
so those were some of my dreams that I decided to post to this blog.
Sunday, April 7, 2013
Interesting Dream
Here's the dream I had last night.
A lot of my family members turned into some sort of mindless monsters, not zombies because zombies smell bad. Anyway, "fighting" involved sliding a cookie through them, yeah yeah they were ghosts. So there was one woman there about 30, gorgeous, jet-black hair named Miriam that I didn't want to fight; I was experiencing a real moral dilemma. Maybe that was a future glimpse of our next daughter, perhaps?
The other part was Melissa and I were watching or maybe living a musical. I couldn't figure out if it was actually happening or if what just a stage production. Anyway, I found myself at the piano for one of the songs but I had never read the piano score or had the slightest idea what the song was supposed to sound like, in fact I thought I was playing a player piano and all I had to do was pretend to press the keys. As it turns out I made up some pretty nice sounding improv and except for a handful of sour notes, the soloist and choir didn't even notice and the song was a big success. The funny thing was I couldn't figure out if it was real or not. That was an important question because the main lady made enemies and made up false evidence then went around blackmailing people for crimes they didn't do but couldn't prove that the evidence was false.
I kept thinking "should we take some measures to either dig up some dirt on this woman and bring her to justice, or maybe skip town before she even knows we live here, or maybe this is just a play and there's no danger. Hmmm, which is it?"
Yep. Fun. Also, my parents are in this promotional video of Dian Kou (I thought they were living in Zhuji
so I was really confused). It turns out the Zhuji is just the nearest big city that people are more likely to have heard of then their town (which is still really big despite worldcities.us indicating a population of zero). So it would be the same as saying you're from Los Angeles instead of Victorville, Salt Lake City instead of Provo, Houston instead of Beaumont, São Paulo instead of Juquitiba, Toronto instead of Oshawa, etc.
So the film is pretty cool, I like it. I'm excited to see my Mãe and Pai again in a few months :).
http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XNTAzNjA3NzUy.html
A lot of my family members turned into some sort of mindless monsters, not zombies because zombies smell bad. Anyway, "fighting" involved sliding a cookie through them, yeah yeah they were ghosts. So there was one woman there about 30, gorgeous, jet-black hair named Miriam that I didn't want to fight; I was experiencing a real moral dilemma. Maybe that was a future glimpse of our next daughter, perhaps?
The other part was Melissa and I were watching or maybe living a musical. I couldn't figure out if it was actually happening or if what just a stage production. Anyway, I found myself at the piano for one of the songs but I had never read the piano score or had the slightest idea what the song was supposed to sound like, in fact I thought I was playing a player piano and all I had to do was pretend to press the keys. As it turns out I made up some pretty nice sounding improv and except for a handful of sour notes, the soloist and choir didn't even notice and the song was a big success. The funny thing was I couldn't figure out if it was real or not. That was an important question because the main lady made enemies and made up false evidence then went around blackmailing people for crimes they didn't do but couldn't prove that the evidence was false.
I kept thinking "should we take some measures to either dig up some dirt on this woman and bring her to justice, or maybe skip town before she even knows we live here, or maybe this is just a play and there's no danger. Hmmm, which is it?"
Yep. Fun. Also, my parents are in this promotional video of Dian Kou (I thought they were living in Zhuji
so I was really confused). It turns out the Zhuji is just the nearest big city that people are more likely to have heard of then their town (which is still really big despite worldcities.us indicating a population of zero). So it would be the same as saying you're from Los Angeles instead of Victorville, Salt Lake City instead of Provo, Houston instead of Beaumont, São Paulo instead of Juquitiba, Toronto instead of Oshawa, etc.
So the film is pretty cool, I like it. I'm excited to see my Mãe and Pai again in a few months :).
http://v.youku.com/v_show/id_XNTAzNjA3NzUy.html
Friday, April 5, 2013
Utah Utes Football
Well, the Utes are well on their way to winning the national championship, thanks to me.
I played NCAA football 2011 on my brother-in-law's PS3 and made a valuable contribution to the good of humanity.
Here are the results:
I like video games involving something I could never or would never do and with enough difficulty to be challenging but I still can win most of the time.
I played NCAA football 2011 on my brother-in-law's PS3 and made a valuable contribution to the good of humanity.
Here are the results:
| 2013-2014 SCHEDULE | ||||||||
| Overall | Home | Away | ||||||
| 7-0 | 6-0 | 1-0 | ||||||
| Date | Opponent/Event | Location | Result | |||||
| 3/29/2013 | vs. New Mexico | Salt Lake City, Utah | W 14-0 | |||||
| 3/29/2013 | vs. BYU | Nashville, TN | W 13-7 | |||||
| 3/29/2013 | vs. Alabama | Salt Lake City, Utah | W 3-0 (OT) | |||||
| 3/29/2013 | vs. Notre Dame | Salt Lake City, Utah | W 22-0 | |||||
| 3/29/2013 | vs. Utah State | Salt Lake City, Utah | W 14-0 | |||||
| 3/29/2013 | vs. Texas A&M | Salt Lake City, Utah | W 14-7 | |||||
| 3/29/2013 | vs. Georgia | Salt Lake City, Utah | W 7-0 | |||||
| 3/29/2013 | vs. UCLA | Salt Lake City, Utah | W 14-7 | |||||
| maybe never | at Oregon State | Corvalis, Oregon | ||||||
| maybe never | at Arizona | Tucson, Arizona | ||||||
| maybe never | at Washington | Seattle, WA | ||||||
| maybe never | at USC | Los Angeles, Calif. | ||||||
| maybe never | at Arkansas State | Jonesboro, AR | ||||||
I like video games involving something I could never or would never do and with enough difficulty to be challenging but I still can win most of the time.
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Easter
Easter is the best holiday. Quite simply, it is because of this holiday that it's even possible to celebrate life at all. No other holiday would be at all appropriate without easter.
I love life! Thank You, Jesus!
I love life! Thank You, Jesus!
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