A little update on the surgery

Everything went pretty well. I don't really remember much from afterward except that I kept asking for John. Wednesday I was doing great, I was drinking plenty of fluids and I was able to manage the pain without too much trouble. Yesterday was a tiny bit worse, but I figured that the day after the surgery would be the hardest. I wish I would have been right. Today (3rd day after) I have had a pretty serious earache, and been terribly hungry, but its just so hard to eat. Not a good combination when you are taking pain meds, you can probably guess what happened with that. After spending some time on the bathroom floor I decided to force myself to eat. John went out and got me some fishy crackers and I was able to eat a bunch and take some more pain killers without getting sick again. I love my hubby! He has been taking care of me so well, making sure I stay in bed and that I keep eating and drinking. .
I have already lost about five pounds, which is disgusting. My body is withering away, but hopefully I can gain back the weight when I feel better. I try my best to eat as much as I can but I swear it gets harder by the day. I have even had problems talking today, but nothing too bad.

Thanks to everyone for your prayers and support! We love you all.

Merry Crazy Christmas.

I am trying so hard to get all Christmas related stuff done today before I get my tonsils out. I ran all over the valley yesterday and this morning. I have done about 7 loads of laundry, 3 dishwasher loads and have attempted to start cleaning the bathroom and vacuuming the living space about a dozen times to no avail. Oh, and the 7 loads worth of clothes that need to be folded and put away. I have been very impatient today because I am pretty sure that I have some form of strep, and I am running a fever and the dog wont stop whining because all she wants to do is go outside and play in the snow.

I am SO looking forward to the surgery tomorrow.

In all of this craziness, I feel so incredibly blessed to have a healthy family. I know that we all have our little issues, but it is nothing compared to how it could be. We are all healthy and I hope very happy. Family and friends I love you all so much!

Merry Christmas a little early - I dont know if I will be capable of saying it by the time Christmas comes.

Happy 13th Birthday Aly!

My youngest sister, Aly turned 13 years old on the 6th of December. (This was also the day that John took the L.S.A.T.) We celebrated as a family on Sunday night with an amazing dinner cooked by my mom, and an absolutely delicious cake.


I started making Aly a really cute felt bag for her birthday along with some one of a kind slippies. Unfortunately I havent finished either of those things yet, so I need to get on that.



My little brother and sisters are growing up so fast. Aly is in 7th grade at Hillside and Ben is going to be 15 in April and goes to Highland. Ben kicks butt on the swim team and is quite popular amongst the ladies.



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On a completely different note, I have tried my hand at knitting. I quite like it, but all I know how to do are the rows. I cant make a hat yet, which is what I really want to do. Laura and Leslie: do you remember those cute little pants that were green and had a monster face knitted into the bum? I am pretty sure if I had a pattern, stuff like that would be so easy to make because you are just building off of the rows. I have been experimenting with patterns lately and this is what I have come up with.



I am trying to make this into a scarf for myself. I go outside in the freezing cold to take the dog out and I always wonder why I make dozens of hats, but never end up making one for myself. I decided that a scarf would be nice too. So this one is all mine!

Lynda, I guess these are mostly for you.

About an hour ago, I got rear-ended while driving the truck. Luckily the woman that rear-ended me was a very nice lady and took responsibility from the start so I didn't have to fight with her about it. Here are the pictures of the damage:



If you blow this picture up, you can see two scratches on the bumper on the lower plastic part. Also, the bumper was pushed down about a half an inch. I was lucky enough to have my parents about 15 minutes behind me, so my dad came by and looked over the damage and tried to see if he could find anything else. As far as we could tell (even though we aren't mechanics) everything else was okay. The tailgate works just as well as it ever did. Of course we will have it looked at just to be sure.


The "not-damaged" side:




No one was hurt, and I didn't get a ticket. I just feel a little guilty because it is not my truck and I try so hard to take care of it. Just goes to show that you cant control everything.

Nieces and Nephews....and Sally

We went out to Leslie and Cam's to watch the U of U v BYU game this evening (go UTES!). I had tons of hats that I wasn't sure would work or not (some seemed quite goofy) and I was looking forward to finally seeing them on little models. They turned out much better than I imagined and I look forward to making some more strange-but-absolutely adorable little hats.

I still cant get over how cute Ben looked in this one. I think that the plain hat with pom-pom is way under-rated. I mean, COME ON:

This is one I really thought would not be cute. I really liked the colors together and thought it was unique, but that no one would share my opinion. After seeing Lizzy in it I couldn't help but think of other designs that I wanted to get started on.

And of course, the always darling Jane.





It was fun to watch the game with everyone and I am so glad that I got these cute pictures.

You know I have to post at least one picture of my Sally Wag. This was taken a few weeks ago when it snowed really hard. It was hilarious how excited she was to be in the snow. I was snapping away trying to get the perfect picture when I accidentally hit the button and got this:



When I looked down at the little screen to see this, I started laughing so hard that I was crying...I couldn't even breathe. I immediately ran up the street to Costco and got a print of it. How I get these funny dog pictures I do not know but I love it.

Still Good.

Okay, so on Tuesday I subbed in the special needs preschool class. It was pretty easy because it was only about 1-3 kids per teacher and there were three teachers in the class. Really, all I did was just help out. It was a whole lot of fun and very thought provoking. During a break I was telling another one of the girls that was there about how someday I wanted twins. There was a 4 year old boy in the class who was about 95% immobile because of a stroke at birth. He basically has the functions and mental capacity of a 4 month old. He is a twin and his brother is a normal 4 year old. We started talking about all of the sad things that can happen. I got to thinking: It isn't scary enough to prevent me from truly looking forward to babis. Even if there are complications with the development of a baby, he is still yours and you are going to love him more than anything in the world.

So any way, Tuesday was a good day. Today I was in the fourth grade (this is when they are old enough to realize that you can treat a sub poorly and probably get away with it). It was challenging but super fun. Social studies was a blast...again. I cannot figure out for the life of me why I am feeling myself drawn to the social studies. I guess because it is much like history. I don't know. I decided that subbing elementary school is probably more fun because you actually get to teach and do stuff.

When I grow up, I want to be a teacher.

After feverishly looking for a job for about two months, I was certain I had covered all of my bases when out of nowhere last week I thought "I should just substitute teach." Today was my first day. I substituted in a third grade class in which we went to a Ballet West performance (nothing like a little art to soothe the soul), and I taught an amazing social studies lesson that I came up with all on my own as I was teaching it- It may not be a "real job" but I do get paid AND I had such an amazingly wonderful day subbing that third grade class that I could not be more excited to go to work tomorrow. It might be sad to say, but I felt better today teaching those little kids than I have in a while. Best part is, if I ever have a crummy class I don't have to go back the next day! which is especially nice because tomorrow is pre preschool. Yes. They aren't even all potty trained. I still cant wait.