Thursday, November 18, 2010

Bragging and my hero

My sisters family pictures, so pretty!

And Lydia is just a walking, talking, cheese ball- I can just imagine what's going on in these pictures.

I love how animated she is! and they are having another in April, just a boy version!

CLICK HERE to see them

I can't wait to see steph, levi, and booger and the rest of my family this Christmas!

ps- I cut my sisters hair, fyi

pps- this has been then month of sickness. I've had the cold, with the worst congestion(it felt like my face was cracking in half) and last weekend I had a migraine for three days, and now I have the flu! my poor husband, he's so good at taking care of me. and since my inner child comes out when I'm sick, it's not an easy task. He got me anti-nausea medicine, pink pepto chewables, chicken noodle soup, popsicles, ginger ale and two new fishies for our fish tank (pictures to come.) Except those weren't for me, that's just what happens when he goes to wal mart by himself. My mother says he deserves a purple heart. Which he does, considering he listening to me sob like a baby for three hours* because I didn't want to throw up. *not my shining moment.

and now my hero is sick too, just not with the flu, thankfully. He has a sore throat, he said "it feels like gravel." Now it's my turn to take care of him, now that I'm not puking.

I just love him to pieces.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Sight for sore eyes

Excuse me while I virtually gain weight...

I am going to attempt this.

I say attempt because my past couple baking ventures have been, well, ventures. As in- chocolate chip, sugar, and snicker doodle varieties of volcano-shaped disks. Gooey-"put that back in the oven for 10 more minutes," brownies. Lastly, dense banana bread bricks.

It's not me, it's the altitude here in Idaho. I seriously love baking, but I'm no Martha Stewart. Although, I wanted to be her when I was younger. I have fond memories of sitting on the kitchen counter with my mom helping her pour ingredients into the mixer to make cookies, and my dad calling me the next Martha. The altitude makes it hard to bake and run. Even though I am used to it now, I'm still embarrassed and bitter at how pathetic my distance became once we moved here. Baking wise, the goods rise faster and then fall before it's finished baking. Hence, volcanic cookies.

In an attempt to feed my baking hunger with my eyes, I found a blog called Bakerella. She's known for her Cake Balls.
haha. sorry, I couldn't resist.

But seriously, She is so creative with cake! She makes mini cheesecake balls, mini whoopi pies, and even mini pies on sticks! Not everything she makes in mini- she does have a regular size baking section too. Both, equally makes me drool on brad's laptop.

You can find the recipe here
I am going to try it soon, and report what happens. If I don't blog about it, it probably didn't go so well.


Friday, November 5, 2010

that's not my name :]

My name isn't teacher. The toddlers at the daycare are accustomed to having unfamiliar faces in and out, like subs. I've been their constant teacher for about a month now, and I'm planning on being there a long time. So I figure they should know my name.

Every time I hear, "Teeeacher" I sing "That's not my name" by the ting tings. just kidding. But really I say that and they giggle and get bashful and say "Hay-yee" It gets me every time. As much as I dislike icky diapers and crusty noses, I love going to work.

Today, one of my boys as holding onto my leg and I hear him say to another boy, "MY HEY-YEE!" haha! The other responded the same, I told them to share. They love me :] It's nice having the approval of eight smiling, messy, giggling, sometimes gumpy, faces. That way, we won't have to have our own for awhile haha.

Oh and potty training is hard, props to those parents out there doing it right now.

Anyway, Brad and I are doing good. He's taking tests all the time, I work all the time. We keep busy. Excited to go home for christmas!! ahh!

Hunger games update: I'm almost done reading catching fire for the second time. I am trying to figure out who I side with. Katniss obviously, is my favorite character but when it comes to Gale and Peeta I am not quite sure who I'm rooting for. Reading catching fire the second time I am noticing a lot of things I didn't pick up before, or feelings I didn't imagine from their perspective. It was definitely a good idea, I am just excited this time as I was the first time. But overall, I am leading towards gale :]