Worst november ever.

Since Halloween I have:

-Had a cold, with congestion that felt like my face was cracking in half
-a Headache...for an entire weekend
-The stomach flu
-I went to the emergency room for abdominal pain
-another Cold, with more painful congestion
-and an Earache, which I have right now.

What's the kicker you ask?


I don't have health insurance.


I'm on a vitamin cocktail that would make your gramma's look like mini bag of skittles.

I was sick on Halloween AND Thanksgiving. If I'm sick on Christmas, Santa's getting coal. But I wouldn't be surprised if I am, considering I'm like sticky fly tape for illnesses.

I'll just cry and drink my emergenC.

Either way, what I have learned is that my husband, is my hunky super hero. I love him for going to wal mart right before they close to get me any medicine he thinks will help...(even though he comes home with more fishies) I love him for not laughing at me because I'm afraid to throw up. I love him for making the decision to finally go to the emergency room when I refuse over and over again because I'm a baby. I love him for giving me blessings, praying for my health, and overall being the best lounge all day in pajamas buddy.

oh and watching princess and the frog with me that one time.

and for the fact I probably made two meals last month*

and one of them was waffles.


three days ago. dangit, that was in december.
okay, one meal. It was Novemeber 30th, actually.


I don't know why I am getting sick over and over again, we still don't know. But what I do know is, I am so grateful I have Brad. He's a hunk.

And we come home in 18 days!!!!



*Linda, I promise I have been feeding brad (with the exception of this month) when you see him in 18 days, you'll probably think he's been starving from all the weight he's lost. But I promise it's not all my fault! Sandwiches and cereal don't like to stick to his bones.



-NOT A SPOILER ALERT-
By the way, I finished the Hunger Games trilogy. I nearly cried because it's over! I love the story, the characters and yes, I am the HG equivalent of a twi-hard. They need to come up with a name for those addicted to the series. The catch phrase could be, "Are you hungry?" I don't know, it needs work. haha. Anyway, I don't know what I was expecting. Mockingjay was very bittersweet. It ended the way it should have, and Suzanne Collins did a beautiful job. Buuuut, I'm a very emotional person and I need deets. Details people! I would have loved to have read about gale and katnisses relationship and peeta and katnisses relationship in the epilouge, and how they got to that point (or lack of, without giving anything away.) Any many other things that I rant to Brad about until he gets annoyed. He read them also, and we feel the same way about some things. Regardless, I loved them. Love, love, love. that translates into, obsessed, obsessed, obsessed. Can't WAIT for the movies!

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.

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.

yum-mayyy!

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 :]