Anyone wanna be a huge nerd with me?

When Twilight came out I acted too cool for school and didn't go to see it for like two weeks or something. Like I was above all the screaming hormonal fans and/or bored Mormon moms. Well I'm not. And I am really excited for New Moon. Call me easily entertained if you will, it's certainly true, but I really, RE-HEHE-LLY want to go to a midnight screening on Thursday the 19th. Thing is that they're getting close to selling out, and I'm not about to go by my onesie. So who wants in? Let me know soooon! I'll love you forever.
UPDATE: uh, upon further inspection, the only midnight show with more than one seat left is at thanksgiving point and they are all on the front two rows. The 3:00am shows are even filling up. Let me know.


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is there a doctor in the house?

sooo, I'm switching docs. I hate doing this type of thing. My other one was in Bountiful, and that gets a bit tedious when you reach the part of pregnancy where you're going every week, so I switched OB/GYNs, but my new one (LOVE her!) is just an OB/GYN, and now I find myself without a family doctor. I am hoping to find someone great at the Intermountain Layton Clinic, you know, the one just east off the Antelope Drive Exit. The only reason I say that is because that's where Dr. Wood is, and it's right next to my gym, but I'm open to anyone near Layton that takes my insurance. Any suggestions? Do you have a doctor that you love? Let me know, por favor. Oh! And a pediatric dentist too.

Two things...

First and foremost: What freaking type of crack were they smoking when they came up with the children's television abomination known as Yo Gabba Gabba? It frightens me more than I can express. Thoughts?
Item #2: Crowfield.
They only have one album. Download it now. Last night Matt & I went to the Rusted Root concert and fell in love with the opening band. AMAZING. Do not be fooled by their hillbilly appearance. Like so many things it is not what is outside, but what is inside that counts. (yeah, I'm busting out Aladin quotes.). It's gotta be an awesome feeling for a band when the crowd that was initially very quiet & skeptical is, by the end of your set, out on the floor jammin' and clapping and giving you all kindsa love. There is just sooo much undiscovered musical talent out there that it KILLS me! This is why I love live music!


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SYTYCD anyone?

Extra ticket up for grabs. Saturday November 7th. 7:30 pm. Only catch: $70.
Bonuses include spending the evening with myself, Lola, my amazing madre-in-law Susie, and darling niece Caroline.
Interested? Comment please. Good time guaranteed. I went last year and seriously, if you like the show at all, you will not regret going. Remember Jason & Janine doing the Jason Mraz song "if it kills me"? Ugh. Freaking hot. Oh my gosh, and the breast cancer dance? And Phillip Chebeb's dance with Janine where they fight & end up on the floor. That one was so cute! I hope they have Phil just freestyle for like three hours. Oh my stars, I'm sooo excited!


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I {heart} the entire blog-world

Every morning I wake up about 7:30, roll over, snag my iphone. I have promised myself that before I would check email or blogs in the morning, I will read scriptures, which frankly are delightful on the iphone, it's a great way to wake up. Then once all the spiritual crap is out of the way, I delve right into the blog-worldly crap. Matt is still sleeping beside me, so he can't even give me any lip about how addicted I am to reading about my friends whether they be pseudo-friends or real live in the flesh ones. Its really a lovely way to start the day. Especially today. Seriously here is what I woke up to:
a) four comments on my blog from peeps I love being proud of my uterus for keeping the kid around this long
b) grocery store musical improv. Are you kidding? I don't even remember how I stumbled upon a "freelance photographer/street performer living in Brooklyn", but I am ever so glad I did. Color Me Katie is usually delightful, but today I about peed myself watching this clip. Trust me, you want to go to there.
c) The Utah blog world is very small, and apparently it extends to Sparks, Nevada. A ton on my friends have links to Meg's well-written blog, and I (gladly) followed the crowd across the stateline. She's just so witty. But today's remarks were particularly touching & a good reminder of how awesome our female heritage is. If you have breasts and the other parts that go along with them, read this. (actually no, I shouldn't' say that, I'd be fine if you had had a hysterectomy or even a double mastectomy. Women should read it. Now.)
d) Then we have Lola. I've linked to her many a time, she's my concert buddy, my most down for anything friend, my sista in our single childness in a world of moms with four kids. I ADORE this woman. She is quite the writer herself, not even kidding. (Hey! We forgot to have me read your opening paragraph this weekend, you hooker!) Her posts generally leave me in tears, either from laughing at her huge long rant about Kanye West, or bawling about the retardedly gut-wrenching fertility problems her family has experienced. Then you have her photography skills, and her BEAUTIFUL son Kortland who really sucks at having his picture taken as you'll see here. Reading Lola is exactly like talking to Laura, and due to the fact that she lives waaaay too far away from me, that is a good thing. Oh, and then there are the dogs, particularly Bubbuh who I would, not even kidding, commit grand theft canine in a minute just to have a few hours of his love.
Sure, blogs can set us up for some serious comparing & competing issues. It can allow us to see everyone's best self, and put it up against our worst selves, but that is dumb. Cut it out. The blogs I adore and that make my day are the ones that are real and honest. I'm having mine made into a blurb book, and though there are some things I'd like to edit, I have forbidden myself from doing so. That was how I felt then. I don't want to forget the crappy times and the dumb things. A life glossed over with rainbows and butterflies isn't what I want to read about. Heck, I don't even want to live it. Ewww.

The Dude Abides

So, we've made it past the danger zone with this kid. YAY!!! Yesterday we went for a little check up & got some delightful pictures, it actually looks like a person now, not just a peanut. I love it!
If it's a boy, I'm for sure getting this shirt I found in some random hippie catalog that got sent to me. I'm just happy to announce that the freaking kid has some staying power. Finally.

puppy play-date anyone?

I'm looking for someone who has a full-size poodle so that I can see if Sawyer reacts to them. I am seriously dying without a dog. There is still the matter of Matt not at all being a fan of this idea. In fact somedays I'm not so sure about it either. But I really can't imagine us going the rest of our lives without a dog. Not that I could ever replace Charlie, but I hope that I will be able to stop my biweekly bawl-fests at some point. I've been doing a ton of research & it actually sounds like a poodle would be a great match for our family. Which is weird because I've always kinda hated them. Without knowing a single one. Judgemental, much?

Anyway, do you know anyone?

She's kinda killin me

Kirsten and Laura and cousin Brooke and I are at a mothers retreat in Idaho. There is a beautiful vizsla involved. She's my new lust object. Even Kirsten is snuggling her. Such a lover.


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Seriously? At ten weeks?

When I was pregnant with Sawyer I think I didn't start pooching out until well into my second trimester. The times I miscarried at 12 weeks, I don't remember really feeling like I was showing at all. I guess I should take it as I good sign that yesterday when I woke up, my abs had gone completley to hell. Not that they were much to speak of to begin with, but....
I'm a whoping ten weeks, people.



please disregard any stretch marks. they are a figment of your imagaination.

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why oh why didn't you come out ten years ago when I could have been a groupie?

Remember this post? Well, last month Laura & I saw them in concert & I am still freaking out about it. The more I learn about The Airborne Toxic Event, the more I like them. The lead singer/writer used to be a music journalist writing for Filter Magazine. In one week his mom found out she had pancreatic cancer, he had an autoimmune disease of some sort & his long term relationship hit the skids. So where do you go from there? You write a bunch of amazing songs & then form an amazing band. I swear each of the members play about three different instruments. Plus there's violin. Yeah, I know. It's beautiful, heart-wrenching, relate-able lyrics plus beautiful amazing, melodic/rockin', music. With violin. Plus I think Mikel is one of the top ten hottest lead singers. What is it about lead singers? I adore them beyond all reason. He is a perfect mix of Don Draper and Adam Levine with even a bit of Sylar from Heroes thrown in for fun. And that voice..... wow. Anyway, I highly recommend.

I'm getting dumber by the trimester

k, so do you remember that incredibly fun clutzy part of pregnancy? it hit me hard today. I'm choosing to look at it as a joyful omen that this pregnancy is here to stay, but for real? I have dropped everything I've touched today. If I spill one more thing I think I will scream. I was loading new gallons of milk into the fridge & somehow, I don't even know how, I dropped one of them & it exploded onto the floor. Quicker than you can say shitdamnhell I had it up off the floor & in the sink, but managed to lose a full half gallon anyway. Apparentley my kitchen floor slopes a bit to the west, and it all went right under my kitchen island. Lovely.
Any suggestions as to how I can avoid having my house smell like rotten milk short of ripping apart my cabinets (again).

State Fairapalooza

Sawyer & I on the Ferris wheel.

Sawyer & Daddy on the Octopus-leggy-kinda ride.

Let me just begin by stating that the State Fair (Utah or otherwise) is unequivocally the greatest place for people watching. The airport has NOTHING on State Fair. The mall? Chopped liver. It is worth the six buck admission for the entertainment value of the...um... diverse crowd it draws. Wow. And I am only slightly ashamed to admit that I was extremely tempted to pay the measly dollar to view the snake-woman. Extremely. Anyway, we were really glad Ry & Stacey invited us; we'd been meaning to go, but just hadn't gotten around to it. Sawyer loved it, the kiddy rides and weird food, fried everything and funnel cakes. I am very sad that I was feeling icky that night, I couldn't take the rare & undervalued opportunity to have myself a funnel cake. I always see those funnel cake makers at Bed, Bath & Beyond and carry them around in my cart for a few until I come to my senses.
And as an added bonus for those who still check in on my blog in all it's recent suckiness... this is Ryan & Stacey's baby girl, Hanne, (that's "Hannah" for those who don't know this cool spelling.) probably one of the top ten cutest babies currently on the planet. Sorry, these pictures are from my phone, and kinda blow.