"Happy Death Day Utah drivers!!!"...

..... that's what the weather seemed to be saying today as i attempted to drive and meet my old work buddies for lunch. this is what the freeway looked like.... (close your eyes mother.. i don't want you to freak out).



Luckily everyone seemed to be driving pretty safe... (except for me obviously who was busy taking pictures)... we were all driving around 20 mph.... it was still scary though because honestly.... WHERE ARE THE LINES ON THE ROAD!!! gone!!... that's probably why i saw 3 wrecks just in the short time i was on the road... it was just scary.

The Pregnancy Class and a sad cow.

Enos and i had an all day pregnancy class on saturday... it was... long and in the end i'm not really sure i learned anything new except the names of each of the stages of labor... whatever. Most of it is just common sense.... "listen to your body" "relax" "focus on your breathing". Yeah... i know that. in fact, i'm pretty sure i learned all of those things from watching movies all my life. So anyway... the people in the video were so annoying... it was made in the early nineties and it seemed like all of them were having natural childbirth because OH MY GOSH... there was so much moaning from them... I really hate that. I understand that you are in a lot of pain but it just seems so dramatic to MOAN... am i right? I hate it when i'm watching A Baby Story and i see the mom MOANING and groaning... it reminds me of some wilderness show where they show a lion giving birth or something... come on. Today we had a doctor's appointment and the doctor asked how we liked the class and we were like... it was... alright... pretty good. And then we let loose and told her how retarded the videos were. We told her about the moaning and she was like... "really? yeah.. most women are pretty quiet... just focusing.." and then she started laughing about how it sounds like a really ridiculous video and how she'll have to watch it some saturday when she's not busy. I really like my doctor.

Now... the sad cow.... no.. it's not me.. it's an actual cow... enos and i saw him on the way to church... stupid me left my purse at home because "i won't need it"... except that my camera's in there and now i have to eXPLAIN the cow instead of showing you. So imagine a fenced piece of land covered in snow and a white fence..... the poor cows already looked so cold as we passed them and then right at the edge of the land where the fence ends was this pathetic brown ratty haired cow... standing with his face toward the blank fence... his forehead pressed against the fence and staring at the ground.... like he'd given up. it was SO FUNNY.... i felt so bad for him... Enos and i could not stop laughing...and I knew how he felt because i was NOT feeling church yesterday... my pregnant body was protesting. Anyway... lame story without a picture i know but use your colorful imaginations. Sorry about this post... i'm sure it wasn't as interesting as you were hoping for. oh well.

Geoffrey Heinzen....... more naughty than meets the eye.

So... every year (well... mostly just last year because he wasn't big enough until then) we battle with geoffrey to preserve the life of the (fake) christmas tree. We've had WAY too many "redecorations" to keep a christmas-loving couple happy.... Well.... two days ago we set up the tree and had FORGOTTEN how to prevent geoffrey from climbing up into it. So we just left it the way it was and prayed. Welp,yesterday morning i find two of the ball ornaments on the floor and the beads coming undone. I was furious (though i should have been grateful) that he did such a thing. I took a very calm but firm approach to it... i held the balls in his face and yelled at him (that's what she said... sorry... i couldn't resist).... i THOUGHT he got the point because he didn't even LOOK at the tree again the rest of the day. BOY WAS I EVER WRONG.... this morning... enos woke me up and said... Geoffrey's in trouble... oh.. but check the closet before you get mad... there's a surprise in there for you... i just assumed enos had bought me a little birthday present and that made me feel all special. WRONG. So i get up and walk into the kitchen.... this is what i see...


YEAH. that's right... those branches are bend almost straight down to the ground... SOMEONE must have been practicing his mountain climbing.

Let's start with THIS guy, victim #1...in the hallway...normal enough right? oh it gets better....



then there's THIS guy....further down the hall in our room by the laundry (don't worry it's all clean). He didn't have a chance.

Then last and most ridiculous....is THIS guy... victim #3... i have to put him last because his location was so propostorious..... behind a closet door... Geoffrey dragged him in here to DIE.

They never knew what was coming. Poor fuzzy ornaments.

So after this... i showed geoffrey each of his victims and tried to get across to him that the tree is not a plaything... (yeah i know... explaining ANYTHING to a cat... pointless... but it made me feel a little better)... Then i put him in his room. (don't worry he has food, water and potty in there.) And after only 5 minutes... he starts to act like he's dying.



What a wiener. I tried to get a picture of him looking from under the door but he refused and moved as soon as the camera flashed. poopstain.


It was all pretty funny after i disciplined him because he was acting SOOOO dramatic. Stupid cat. I wanna smack him. My friend sarah said something about only LIKING not LOVING the cat after her first baby came.... i think he's pushing me to it. Oh well... i never really liked cats anyway.... poor Geoffrey. At least Enos will still love him.

ps. he's meowing SO loud right now from his room for me to let him out... sorry cat. not until i feel like it.... liking is still okay... right?

pss. oh... and we remembered this morning that he doesn't bother the tree (as much) if we take the bottom two rows of branches off... ghetto... but at least we don't have to redo it every 5 minutes.

Gestational Diabetes

So that name GESTATIONAL DIABETES has been running through my head all last night and during my dreams/nightmares... until i got the news today.... I DO NOT have it! I'm free to eat my cakes and ice cream and cookies and pastries as i please!!!! i passed! phew... i would have cried if i had it. It was worth every MINUTE of that 4 hour (should have been 3 hour) test i took. I am SO sorry to people who have had this or have diabetes just normally. What a hard thing to live with... eSPECIALLY if you love sweets and bread as much as i do. Thank you Heavenly Father... THANK YOU. Phew... now that THAT'S over... i gotta go get me some donuts.

Yeah.. i'm gonna complain...LIVE WITH IT.

Complaint #1. I've been trying ever since i got laid off to keep up my art skills on the computer with freelance and shenanigens but our stupid computer is so slow i wanna kill myself. Everything i do that SHOULD take 5 seconds takes 5 MINUTES. Damn you computer!!! It makes it very hard to be productive and THEN i get depressed and watch HGTV. What a mess.

Complaint #2. I got a call from the lab at my doctor saying that i might have gestational diabetes and to come in for that dumb 3 hour blood test. If you've never taken this... be GRATEFUL. They keep you there for 3 solid hours taking your blood every hour... that's FOUR needles. yes. FOUR. Okay... i know i'm a wimp. BUT... i was sleeping inbetween pricks in a recliner which was fine... except for the last our where my sleep felt reallllly long and for a reason... the woman forGOT to wake me up but i woke up on my own... and NOT having my cell phone (stupid lindsay) just sat in this slightly dark empty room with NO clock reading magazines until she came and got me.....sooooo instead of the last prick being at 11:40am it was at 12:40!!! come on... you have a fricken timer woman.... uhhh... what a waste of a day. I better not have to do that test over again because she screwed up.

Complaint #3. My relief society president... What a piece of work...... If you aren't mormon... sorry... i'm not going to explain this, live with it....this is a venting session NOT a teaching opportunity...... Okay... so i'm in the primary with the little kids so i NEVER see the woman. I've talked to her a few times but she is such a loopy loon. I've been in the ward since... let's see... MARCH and i JUST NOW found out who i visit teach... YOU might say... "well why didn't you just ask." Okay smarty butt... i DID ask... i asked about 3 months ago and apparently i hadn't been added to the list of people for visiting teaching? really? again. I've been here since MARCH. So last week i get this call asking me if i did my visiting teaching... and i will admit... i was a little pissed because nobody even TOLD me i'd been put ON the list even though i asked like EVERY WEEK. and now i'm being accused of NOT getting it done? honestly? I hate you. Okay... so i went in to the RS room this past sunday and approached the relief society president and told her how they called me to see if i'd done my visiting teaching and i hadn't even been made aware of my assignment. Then i asked who i teach... she said (all flightly and feather brained)... "ohhh... well.. i'll call you." I've heard THIS before so i didn't wait for a call. I called around MYSELF and asked the VT person who i teach. She was very nice and gave me the numbers and names of my girls.... but here's the problem.... i have 3 SUPER inactive girls.... really? did you even think this through? you're going to give a PREGNANT woman in the PRIMARY THREE!?!?!?! people to teach? thanks. real nice. Whatever. i can do it. Well yesterday i finally get a call from Mrs. RS president but i wasn't around to get it.... oh but don't worry... she left a message.... a FOUR MINUTE message of her rambling on about how so-in-so is a pregnant teenager and "did i tell you she lived in so-in-so apartment? i'm not sure" I could hear papers turning in the background and she would sit there with 10 seconds of silence during the message and say... "hmmmm.... uuuuummm" OH MY GOSH!!!!!!! You're retarded. I know i should be more compassionate but honestly.. she's not some young girl who doesn't know the ropes.. she's a 40-something woman who LOOKS normal enough but doesn't seem to have it together upstairs. Okay.. i'm done bashing this woman... but seriously... who ACTS like this?

I guess those are the only three things bothering me right now.... Sorry to complain so much but i hadn't posted in a while and i have been thinking about all three of these things for the past two weeks now. That's all.... PHEW.

Early Christmas wishes...

Merry Christmas from this excited "snow" puppy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0sUL0KCIc48

BIG NEWS.....

Welp... this is a short but important post but i just wanted to announce to everyone (because a LOT of people aren't answering their phones right now...turds) that ENOS got accepted to dental school in Pomona, CA via phone call from the dean not long ago. WE'RE GOING TO DENTAL SCHOOL!!!!!! YAY!!!... what a HUGE weight off of our shoulders. I love you enos!!! and i'm so proud of you! i knew you could do it! (we still haven't heard back from Indiana....but we'll let you know).

No more bellies.

I'm just using this post to tell you all that i will no longer be giving belly updates... i'm sorry. I can't... well... i CAN but i'd probably break down and cry soooo.... don't ask. I MIGHT (that's a very slim might) post one last one before we go to the hospital to deliver but besides that... i'm done. My face is marshmellow-y and i've gained WAY too much weight to be proud of. That's all... here's a picture to remember me by....

I try to say goodbye... but you won't LEAVE!

Sooooo... i've had my toyota celica since my junior year in high school and it's gotten me around in my life... all the way here in utah but with the baby on the way it's becoming more of a burden... one of those "to do's" that won't get done in the back of my head. I hate it. I'm just frustrated because we NEED to sell the car but nobody is buying it!!!! Craigslist, KSL..... nothing. oh car... please go away. that's all.. i just wanted to vent..... Don't really want advice... just wanna mope.

oh how many times i've sat behind this wheel (and either sang my heart out, cried or just thought about life)

I love you... but you're wearing out your welcome..... it's time to move on. SO GO!

Belly Update..

so yeah... i've been HIGHLY regretting doing this because i feel so fat but because people have been pestering me about it... here is the update... and no, i'm not wearing the brown shirt anymore because it doesn't fit over my belly and the LAST thing i was gonna do was have it hanging out. And i cut my hair because it was driving me nuts...it looks better normally than in this picture... but i had just woken up from a nap. i know, i know... excuses excuses...

I don't care what they say..... I love my cat.

I know what you are thinking... but here's my opinion....if you get one when they are little.. you can't help but fall in love with them. Geoffrey sleeps cute ALL the time but i'm always getting caught trying to photograph him and he wakes up and looks angry... but THIS time... i was able to capture it. Gosh he's precious.

Laid off during the holidays.......AGAIN.

welp.. it's that time of year... the one where we celebrate each other, life, blahdy blahdy blah. And let's not forget... the time of year when i USUALLY get laid off. that's right people... for now TWO years in a row i've been let go and the year before this started i quit a company. Maybe it's my punishment. HA. You think i'd be really sad, and i am but right now i'm just in shock. My body isn't reacting, i tried to cry and it didn't work so i'm just gonna let it come when it comes. Hopefully i won't be in a public place when i break down and start crying because "i have no friends anymore." Enos knows what i'm talking about. I do have to say something about each time i've been laid off... i get better and BETTER friends each time. The friends i left at Sensory Sweep are the coolest, funnest people i've ever had at work. I WILL miss them... they are so freakin' wonderful.
The lame thing about how it all happened was that they called like twelve of us into a room and the boss says, "welp, we've gotta let more people go.... blah blah blah (message of false hope) blah blah" and then they have someone escort you to your desk, you can only grab your coat and bag and then you leave everything else because heaven forbid you say good bye to your friends while you're packing up? i don't get it. whatever... i'm gonna leave notes for all of my friends tonight when i go pick up my stuff (after 8pm because THAT'S when i'm aloud... STUPID). They even watch you get into your car and drive away... "just to make sure" What the hell is that? Make sure of what? that the only people staying there through THREE that's right THREE missed paychecks (that's a month and a half people).... aren't going to freak out and go postal in the parking lot? what a LOAD. so yeah... i'm kinda glad they let me go because i've been sitting on how i feel for EVER now... and i hate going to work, feeling the tension, being bored with barely anything to do, promised the world and getting sh-t. HOW RIDICULOUS. I've never had more animosity towards a company. They deserve whatever happens to them.

Bet Witches

Soooo... have you ever watched Ace of Cakes and thought, "man, i could never do that" well... yes... that's probably true but perhaps you'd do better than the disaster cakes on THIS website... among the creepiest are the baby cake found in the July archive about half way down the page... and the sculpted bride cake... also intensely creepy. take a look... you'll get sucked in and want to look at all of them finding all sorts of grammar errors and food attrocities and things that just SHOULDN'T be made into cakes.... www.cakewrecks.blogspot.com

Risky Business.

sooooo... i'm risking the possibility of someone from my work finding this post and getting me in trouble to tell you all that i'm really depressed about my work situation. I WISH i could talk more about it but, like i said, things are really shaky. Just know that THIS is the reason i'm not posting... because everything i'd say would be depressing. okay... that's it.

A list of poo for you

1. I ate this delicious roasted red pepper sandwich today for lunch but i STILL smell like vinegar... it's irritating because i can't escape it.

2. I WOULD take pictures of my belly tonight except Enos is out of town and i need someone to TAKE the picture... i'll try on Sunday when he gets back.

3. I'm sick of political fighting and discussing. Let's move on.

4. Ever since i got pregnant i've been waiting for the day when my counter would say a two digit number.... and now it does!!! yay!!!

5. Yesterday at lunch my friend was driving behind someone going 5 under the speed limit on the freeway... My friend got irritated and flashed the speed limit to the guy as we passed him from another lane. Apparently, this really pissed the other guy off.... so he followed us and during a stop light walked up to our car and said, "what's your problem!" my friend said, "you were going 60 in a 65 man!" Then the guy asked him to roll down his window... and my friend jsut says, "get back in your car!!!" it was scary. I was feeling all pregnant and vulnerable in the front passenger seat. WHO DOES THAT?

6. I ate half a bag of craisins yesterday not knowing that each serving (i ate FOUR servings) has 130 calories. Depressing.

7. I don't really have anything more to say but my list seems so short so i'll end on seven. Sorry my lists aren't as entertaining as Jessica's.

Just a couple of Killer bees

So... you saw pictures of me at work with my costume on (yes jessica... three... it made me feel like i was posting more so i posted all of them. shut up).... BUT... you didn't see my adorable husband in HIS bee costume... he wanted to make sure that i tell you how he was sticking his belly out... plus... let's face it... that bumble bee costume is about as flattering as a potato sack....probably less actually. So yeah... he ISN'T 400lbs... he just looks it (his words, not mine). HA.

As for our activities that night... we went to my work for a really short Halloween get together and then we went back to enos' work because he had some experiments to finish up... Since he works with blood, it kinda fit perfect with the holiday... also... he works in a HAUNTED (word on the street) old hospital that has been converted into a research lab.... crEEP-Y..... so we were there until like 8:30ish i think... and NOBODY ELSE was around....ooooooooooo..... you could TOTALLY feel presences of spirits in certain hallways... and we didn't even go to the "scary" part of the hospital... anyways... it was fun... and then we went to Tara's place and hung out with Tara, Bill, the kids and Mica watching really stupid "scary" movies from the fifties... and stuffed ourselves silly with candy... i thought i was gonna die. Actually... i ate even MORE candy than i usually do (real healthy when you're pregnant i know...STUPID) .... oh well... Lucas seems to be fine... he was just extra hyper that night.

Witchy Business and Halloween shenanigens

Tara and I at Witchapalooza... sitting on a bathtub.

Steph and her cousin, CoreyJoe

Tara... bein' all witchy.

These are my friends from work. From left to right....
Shawn (fry from Futurama), me (killer bee), Rhaelene (charlie brown ghost), Chris (some video game character, Van (a hippie), Reed (a wizard), and Sambo (scary small-headed skeleton).

there is more to come!!!

Tagged.....or 40 forced facts about me.

8 shows I love to watch:


1. The Office.

2. Pushing Daisies.

3. Arrested Development.

4. Flight of the Concords.

5. It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia.

6. Dexter.

7. The Soup.

8. 30 Rock.

8 favorite restaurants:


1. Red Iguana (super delicious authentic mexican food.... ask the food network!)

2. Happy Sumo (yes it's a chain of sushi which is SOOOO trendy right now... but i'm still a huge fan.)

3. Outback Steakhouse (just yummy)

4. Bangkok Tokyo (it went out of business but what a great little hole in the wall... i miss it... *sigh*)

5. Cracker Barrel (mostly because the people are HILARIOUSLY hicks and the food's all southern and delicious)

6. India Fusion (i love curry)

7. Mimi's Cafe (just good and homey)

8. Texas Roadhouse (this is a new addition to the list... because it's just GOOOOD. too bad the wait is 5 years to get a freakin' table.)

8 things that happened yesterday


1. I ate 1450 mg of sodium in a Marie Calender's frozen dinner... it was delicious and disgusting all at once.

2. Enos and I held hands on our carpool trip to work.

3. I got a maple bar during "donut and bagel day" at work.... that's hard to do.. you gotta RUN to get those.

4. I did my pregnancy yoga dvd for the first time. Thanks Janae.

5. I had the new killers song stuck in my head all day... ya know... the one that makes NO sense at all... are we humans or are we dancer? i don't understand.

6. Lucas made my afternoon when he was squirming around. I love that boy.

7. I switched between the presidental debate, america's next top model and what not to wear during primetime tv. (priorities people.)

8. I ate WAY too much candy... (but what's new, right?)

8 things that I am looking forward to:


1. Cooler weather....(yes!)

2. Halloween night.... we finally have PLANS for this night instead of some lame church party. yay!!

3. Being able to see what Lucas looks like and holding him.

4. Seeing my family during Christmas... especially my sisters!!!

5. Going to visit Andrew and Janae and the boys for new years!!!!! YAY!!!!

6. Doing P90X after my pregnancy is over so i can be totally hot by summer time.... for the first time.

7. Moving out of Utah someday.

8. Getting comments on this survey... (it better be worth it)

8 things on my wish list:


1. A healthy baby.

2. For my job to be more stable.

3. To someday visit the inside of Pixar for an interview.... while also meeting Brad Bird.

4. To continue to have a happy, healthy marriage to Enos.

5. To be financially worry free someday.

6. To live in an old, cool restored neighborhood.....(yes.)

7. To have a little shop someday where i can sell my art and crafts... and be, at least, locally famous for it

8. To be less crazy.

Feeling all Flashback-y.

Sooo... as you may already know...i used to live in the basement of Andrew and Janae's house... it was good times, awkward times and irritating times... but then they moved to Arizona... and now it's just lonely times. I've been missing them for a while now but today just put it over the edge when my parents and enos and i all drove through the Alpine Loop and stopped in at Sundance to ride the lift and get hot chocolate this sunday.... instead of going to church... (much in the style of andrew and janae)... we walked passed Ray's Lift and i just sighed because i wanted to ride it for old times sake... but it was shut down for the day... (too much snow this morning).... Then i went through all my pictures of them and found a couple of my favorites... as well as some stolen one's from her blog....*sigh*

riding ray's lift back in 2005.... before a shower... before we really knew these people.

sassy girl on our first camping trip...

going down the hill at warp speeds.

celebrating christmas.... in november.

camping with Cruella.

before Janae's second death... and Henry's debut. (gosh we look skinny... *sigh*)


Miss you lover.

Halloween and randomness

well... my parents have been here this weekend and we had a lot of fun. We went to gardner's village (which for those of you who don't know...it's like a really cute crafty shopping place)... my mom and i go every year. As usual she bought me some cute halloween things :) But i'm getting ahead of myself... first are a couple of pictures of our apartment... they are messy but i just don't see us cleaning for the pictures.

the dining room....

the living room... (with a handsome man and a unpainted canvas... i still haven't figured out what to put there...)

random Lucas gifts from Maw Maw's visit

AND NOW FOR HALLOWEEN...

our front door....

hydrocephalus boy...

gause spider...

angry pumpkin cat.... (really... cats SO deserve things like this...)

But sometimes i still love him... like when he does the following...

what a silly feline.

In case you missed him on my art blog.... Lucas at home.

Updated Belly Pics

Sooo... i'm 21 weeks now... and my boobs are huge... you may look at this picture and go... uhh whatever... but for someone who's always been small up north... it's hard to adjust to these THINGS... i don't know how you other women deal with them on a regular basis! And my tummy touches my boobs when i lean over... it's a weird feeling. oh yeah... and my butt IS getting bigger. thanks a lot genetics. That's all. *sigh* I know i know.. it could be worse... i could weigh 100 lbs more and look sweaty. I'm just feeling down because one of my favorite accessories are tights and i can't fit into mine anymore... it cuts off circulation to my belly... it's really uncomfortable... I guess i'll buy more shoes and ugly bags.

Sister shoes

Jessica bought Lucas these little vans... aren't they sassy? I thought so too. I can't wait til his big enough to where them and out of my womb.

New baby= new, old car

So Enos and I went to test drive a car last Saturday just to see how we liked the Scion xb... now before you go judging... yes... it's a bit hideous of a car... but i still really like it... i guess i'll attribute it to my love (and buying) of ugly things....most times it doesn't work out... but in this case... it did. We wanted black but were willing to settle since this car was a good deal. It's a 2005 with 46,000 miles on it and it's in really good condition. Anywho... Here are some pictures for you obsessive blog checkers (janae and jessica). Oh and sorry Janae... I keep forgetting to take pictures of my apt when it's clean... mostly because it's never clean. Deal with it.

the hip dash.

lucas' spot in the back (next to enos' lunch)

us inside the new vehicular