Go Cougars...or Not.

I originally recorded Lola singing the BYU fight song before the "big game" started today. After tinkering with stuff and adjusting my angle I completely missed posting it before Max Hall choked on the field today.

But since I am a loyal Cougar, and not some fair weathered fan I will post this anyway. After all, there's always next year. My only consolation is that BYU might get to play in the Poinsettia Bowl which takes place here in San Diego!

I think Lola is an excellent Cougar in training. My husband calls it "brainwashing." I call it "leading her in the right direction."

Deliverance...Revisited

So you know that movie "Deliverance"? You know, the one with the inbreds that take these canoers hostage and do all sorts of horrible things to them? It has Jon Voight, and Burt Reynolds in it? Well, anyway, I had this horrible dream last night that I was IN that movie and they had taken ME hostage. They were after me, and no matter how hard I tried to get away in my Suburban (which I don't own in real life) those inbreds kept popping up all over the place. They even flattened my car tires by piercing them with a pitch fork!!

I remember someone once talking about "Dueling Banjos" and how anytime they heard that song it reminded them of "Deliverance." Well, now I keep hearing that song in my head over and over and it's kinda creeping me out. Here's the scene from the movie with that song in it. It's kinda entertaining, but it will stick in your heard and you may have dreams of inbreds taking YOU hostage...consider yourself warned!

Pretty Cool

I saw this on Facebook, and it made me laugh. Reminded me of an Office episode--where Andy Bernard records himself doing 4-part harmony...you know which one I'm talking about?

What the....?!

I walked into the kids room a couple of days ago, and this is what I found:

I don't know why it shocked me so. It usually looks like this a couple of times a day. I think I was just taken aback by the colors--it's kinda pretty in a way--until I realized I'm gonna be the one cleaning up all that mess. This is usually the way the conversation goes:

Me: Lola, what happened in here?

Lola: I made a mess. Just a little one.

Me: Oh...and who's going to clean it up?

Lola: umm...everyone. Teamwork, mom! We clean it togedder!

Me: I don't think so! I didn't make the mess. You did. You clean it!

Lola: But mom! We're girls! You're my best friend!

That's when she gets me and I give in to the whole teamwork thing--which translates into me cleaning up and her pretending to clean up while still playing with her toys. But!! I have also discovered that Lola is not the only culprit. Noah has become an expert at knocking all the books off the bookshelves. Caught him red-handed!

Sombody's Got the Sickies :(

So, a few days after I got back from Mexico I started to feel really weird. A little tired, dizzy, yucky. Thought maybe I just needed more sleep. My lentil soup from lunch wasn't sitting to well. I laid down and slept for a couple of hours. When I woke up I had a fever and started to feel the body aches.

As the days progressed my fever continued to rise--upwards of 103 degrees. I had bone-shaking chills and was really nauseous. I finally gave in a couple of days ago and went to the doctor--thinking he would just tell me I had the flu and tell me to go home and sleep it off.

When I got to the doctor's office I was handed a mask. My fever was still high and they had no idea what kind of funky disease I might be carrying so they made me wear it. I am SUPER clausterphobic and started to panic within seconds of putting it on. Somehow I managed to sit there till my name was called. The doc did his doctor thing and when he asked if it hurt when I breathed or if I was short on breath I answered "no," well, I was, but I atributed it to my fatness, like it wasn't some new discovery or anything. He was about to tell me it might just be the flu when I mentioned we had gone to Mexico recently. He quickly changed his plan of attack and sent me to the E.R.--mostly cause I was severely dehydrated and cause my blood pressure was really low--but I think the whole Mexico thing tipped it over the edge.

So they ran labs at the hospital and gave me all sorts of good pain meds and hooked me up to an IV, and this is what they discovered shortly after taking some x-rays:

That's right, I have freakin' PNEUMONIA!! I only use such strong words cause I'm mad at it for making my lungs their home. Who does it think it is? I thought only old people got pneumonia. I bet you some crazy Mexican gave it to me. They're probably sitting under a palm tree drinking some fruity drink with an umbrella in it and laughing hysterically at my demise.

On a happier note--I felt a lot better after leaving the hospital. They gave me some antibiotics and some vicodin--that's like a vacation in a bottle!

8 Things Tag

You know--I get these emails almost every day, and just like my friend, Joanne, I ignore every single one. I love to read what other people write, but I just don't bother. And yet, when I saw I was tagged I had to oblige--mostly cause I've been feeling guilty about not updating my blog.

So here we go:

8 Things I am Passionate About:

• My kids (could technically count as 2--3 if you count my husband)
• Reading
• My calling in Primary
• Family in general
• Learning
• Having Me Time
• Cougar Football
• Neil Diamond

8 Words or Phrases I say WAAAY Too Often:

• No (or any variation thereof)
• Sucka!
• Why!!??
• Lola! Leave Noah alone!
• Psych! ( I still think it's cool to say it)
• I'm hungry
• I'm freakin' tired
• Shut yo mouth!

8 Things I Want To Do Before I Die:

• Learn to play DDR
• Dance at my Children's Weddings
• Learn to Quilt
• Ride in a big rig and blow the horn
• Learn all the words to "Rapper's Delight" (Way to go Smash!)
• Learn to iron--my husband must've married me for my looks
• Walk or cycle the trail to Santiago de Compostela

8 Things I Have Learned From My Past:

• The Lord knows best--don't agrue with Him
• Prayer works
• My family is always there for me
• Whatever doesn't kill me only makes me stronger
• Listen to the Spirit
• Repentance hurts--but it works!
• It's okay to ask for help
• I can enjoy the music so much better if I'm not standing in the mosh pit

8 Places I Would Love To See:

• Hawaii
• Spain
• Brazil
• Graceland (I've been obsessed with this since Jr High)
• Austria (Sound of Music tour)
• Prince Edward Island (I love Anne of Green Gables)
• Machu Picchu
• Disney World

8 Things I Currently Need or Want:

• My own house
• To be skinny
• More sleep
• More patience
• Financial security
• A burger from In-n-Out--animal style, of course (kind of defeats #2)
• Courage
• A housekeeper/cook (sometimes)

8 More People I Tag:

• Heidi E.
• Tracie B.
• Smash
• Karyn T.
• Lauren H.
• Jessica G.
• The Mulcocks

This pretty much exhausts my list of friends with blogs...or maybe my friends don't want me to know they have blogs...hmm...

Stuff

Do you ever wonder where all your time goes? Like right now I'm trying to figure out what I have been so busy with that I've neglected my blog, and I can't think of a single good answer. I've been playing catch up with some shows I had on DVR--maybe that's it--but when I stop and think about the last few weeks I realize I have nothing to show for it...isn't that sad?

There have been some days I wake up and think: "Here we go again. Another day in paradise." and sigh at the fact that most of my days are almost exact duplicates of each other. There are also days when I fret at the thought of leaving the house with two kids--it's no easy project packing bags and snacks and dressing two wiggly kids--not to mention trying to make yourself look presentable.

I gotta shake things up! Find a new hobby. Join some kind of club. Maybe I need a new hairstyle! Maybe things will start looking up next week when Lola starts school on Thursday (not that she's the source of my rut) but it will be a nice change, and I'll actually get the chance to miss her a few hours a day, and then I wont feel like pulling my hair out so much anymore.

On a happier note...Mexico is only 4 weeks away, and to celebrate Mexican Independence day Noah decided to get his first tooth!! He's been teething for months and it's nice to see all his hard work pay off. We're all very proud at this great achievement, and look forward to all the other teeth with much anticipation.

Congrats Noah!!