Thursday, January 31, 2008

Kankles and other thoughts

Well, happy Thursday everyone. I love a good Thursday. The almost-weekend feeling gives you a little boost to get you through Friday. I am not sure how I am going to get through my day tomorrow, however, because there is this guy on the "management track" at work and he is learning all the workings of the hotel and tomorrow I have to teach him my job for four hours. I have been SWAMPED all week and working super hard until today--nothing. And my boss is out of town, so there isn't much chance I will be given anything of substance before tomorrow. Thus I will need to spend four hours looking busy and important to my future general manager. Lovely. I am sure it will be fine though. I will think of something. And, if not, my sister gave me the idea that I can go to the bathroom every five minutes (which isn't far from what I do anyway) to escape him. I totally have an excuse.
Updates since last week include a very successful "camping trip" for Greg. Apparently they ended up skipping the backyard all together and just had a sleepover of sorts in Brother Zarcilla's living room. They played guitar hero and watched School of Rock all night. They did eat foil dinners and Greg brought and played his guitar (real one, not the guitar hero one) so there were SOME campy elements of it, but it all sounds pretty clean for roughing it. It was fun though, especially because half the troop (one boy) just moved here two weeks ago, so he was able to get to know the other boy in a pretty relaxed environment. The next campout is scheduled for the weekend the baby is due, so Greg might get a doctor's note on that one, but they are busily planning Scout Camp in June, which is going to be on Catalina Island and apparently fabulous.

Sunday included a particularly unpleasant realization for me: a lady in the Relief Society presidency leaned over to me during the closing song (that is what you get for sitting in the front row and close enough to be leaned to) and said "Wow, your ankles are really swelling up, aren't they?!" I smiled and said nothing but then inspected them upon getting home and decided they were normal. But then I asked Greg and he seemed to agree with the lady in my ward (in a completely nice way, he wasn't mean or anything). I decided the whole world had gone crazy because my ankles are totally normal, but then at work today I told one of the girls I work with about it. She demanded to see the ankles in question and pointed out that you could barely see the knobby bone that is supposed to protrude from one's ankle. So, it has been confirmed. The ankles are totally swollen. I didn't even know. So, my face and hands might be three times the average as well, since I am apparently unaware of what normal body parts look like anymore. Haha. Anyway, I guess swollen ankles is one step closer to d-day wich is four weeks from tomorrow. I am trying to keep saying "first week of March" so I don't get disappointed when he is late. I am pretty sure he is going to be late too. My mom got my hopes up with the tidbit that I was ten days early, but I don't think anything is going to be genetic on that count.


The final bit of news for the blog today is a recognition of President Hinckley. I wanted to share something nice that our Bishop emailed to the ward about President Hinckley's last few days:


Dear Ward Members,

Today I spoke briefly with Clark Hinckley, President Hinckely's son, and I just wanted to share a few thoughts about about President Hinckely's passing away. On Tuesday he had a Chemotherapy treatment but on Wednesday President was back to a full work schedule. Thursday he was not feeling well and on Sunday he was surrounded by family members during the day. Later that evening members of the Quorum of the Twelve administered to him and within several hours he very peacefully passed away. Speaking about his fathers experience Clark mentioned that this is a difficult time for the Quorum of the Twelve and mentioned that we should pray for them, especially for President Monson. The Funeral is arranged for Saturday and will most likely be broadcast on BYU TV. The following link to Deseret New has links to the news articles. http://www.deseretnews.com/home.

Sincerely, Bishop Davies


President Hinckley was so well loved throughout the world and in our home. He was the prophet when Greg was baptized, so he is the only prophet he has known. We are so happy he has rejoined his wife after almost four years, but we will miss him very much. I loved how Brother Clark Hinckley reminded us to pray for the twelve and President Monson.
Anyway, thanks again for keeping tabs on us (our audience doubled this week I think as now my sister-in-law and my Grandma Mackey both check out our blog occasionally!) and have a lovely day.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Resolution

Sometime earlier this week I decided to make it a resolution to post to this blog weekly or so (ever since I found out I have at least one reader, my sister in law Tristen). Anyway, I was very resolved and decided that Thursday nights would be a great time because Greg is gone at mutual. Anyway, sometime in the week I totally forgot (like so many other resolutions) and I just thought of it now, and Greg will be coming home in the next fifteen minutes or so. Anyway, I am going to post quickly so that I can at least have my resolution stay in place for one week.

Everything has been fairly uneventful this week. Lots of rain, which is technically nice, but I only like rain while I am in bed listening to it. However, moisture in San Diego is fairly rare, so I guess I have to be grateful. Greg's first campout as scoutmaster is this weekend and I am pretty cranky about it, but he is planning it with great dexterity. I shouldn't be so cranky but I do NOT like it when Greg isn't home. The campsite they had planned has snow on the forecast, so they are doing "urban camping" which is apparently just in someone's backyard. I guess they are still doing foil dinners and tents and such, so it should be almost as genuine except with noises of traffic in the background.

Work is still going well for both of us. I switch over to be an "exempt employee" next week, which is hardly interesting, but Greg and I are really excited because it is the first step toward my working from home after the baby comes. Greg's days are still totally jammed full of work, which is great for the company.

We did something exciting for Family Home Evening this week: we went to Babies R Us armed with gift cards and got the last couple of items we needed for before the baby comes. The two things we really needed were the carseat and the mattress for the crib. We found a brand new mattress for half the price of the store on craigslist, and we picked that up Tuesday night, but the carseat we got at Babies R Us. We also got a swing and some other things we had wanted. But, we are basically stocked for now. We know that we are pretty inexperienced and are sure that we will find plenty that we need after the baby comes, but we feel confident that at least we can get him home and then put him to bed.

Another thing since the last post would be 2 baby showers! The girls at my work threw me a surprise shower, which was so sweet of them. Friday afternoon they sent me to get the mail, which was pretty weird, and then they had one of the offices' door closed when I got back, which was weird, and then they sent me in there to meet with one of the hiring managers about one of the applications I had screened, which was weird, but I somehow ignored all the weirdness and was completely surprised. I think that someone took some pictures, so I will have to track them down and post them. Then, Saturday was the shower that my sister and aunt threw with the help of my cousins and Sarah and Brittini Brimhall. That was a total blast as well and everyone (including work friends) has been very sweet and generous. This baby is definitely going to have some cute clothes! There are pictures from that as well, which my cousin is giving me Saturday night, so stay tuned.

Other than that, nothing to report. I agree with my brother's opinion that blogs should be heavy pictures and light words (although I like to talk so much that sometimes I write too much) but we don't have a baby yet and, as I said, the baby shower pictures aren't ready, so here are some miscellaneous ones for the meantime. Warning, we don't have a baby yet, so we still love our cat enough to take pictures of her occasionally.




Greg in his Scoutmaster shirt. Actually, He needs more patches (including his troop and one that says "Scoutmaster" and I still haven't given up the five year quest I have been on for him to go to a scout store and get his eagle patch) but he looks very handsome. Additionally, see the nice haircut he got after complaining for months. I love his hair long and I let the poor man suffer for my benefit as long as he can take it, but he looks equally handsome with the short hair.

My cat overtook the bed the other night and we laughed and had to take a picture before she got kicked out.

Tobi sits on our new rocking chair all day and just watches the crib. Its pretty funny.

Alright, all. See you next Thursday!

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Six Weeks Left...

Well, we shamefully neglect this blog. I hardly ever come on the internet any more it seems (I used to check my email repeatedly every day. Now a days, since I don't have internet at work, I can barely be induced to check even if I am expecting something important), but Greg is at mutual and I was checking up on everyone else's blogs (my niece is so precious!) so I thought I would check in. Especially because in our Christmas letter I shared the link, so there is the potential of people actually looking at the blog. (On that note, sorry if you didn't get a copy of the Christmas letter. I printed out tons and found all the addresses, but by the time I finally did it, it was so shamefully past Christmas that I was embarrassed to actually send out a lot of them. And then I ran out of stamps.)






Anyway, a quick update:






I feel better than I have the whole pregnancy! I am finally figuring out how people possibly have more than one child after discovering the horrors of pregnancy. I have about six weeks left, although I really think Charlie is going to hold out until early March, so really seven to eight weeks. He is still moving so much all the time, so I think he has a lot of growing to do. The books say that toward the end they don't move as much because there isn't as much room, but he seems to be just fine with his space. Every day I am a little bit bigger though. Its a bad day when the maternity pants are squished for room.






Work is still going well for both of us. No official news on what I am doing after the baby comes, but they are still in favor of me working from home some.






Greg is enjoying his church calling (Scoutmaster) and is going on his first Scoutmaster-related campout next weekend. I do not sleep well when he is away (or I didn't the one time he has been away, for a campout when we lived in Provo) so we will see how it goes. I may go hang out at Grandma's that Friday night and leave the creaky sounds that never bother me when he is home behind.






Christmas was great. We got some nice things for the baby, among other lovely gifts. We had our first Christmas morning together in our house (since we lived in Provo the first two years, we were always travelling and thus staying in someone else's house on Christmas morning) and it is definitely the way to go for Christmas. I'm never travelling again over Christmas.
Avery, Christmas at Grandma Henry's.
Okay, admittedly totally weird picture of me (and I am looking like my entire pregnancy is in my chin, but whatever) but Christmas none the less. I think Greg was taking all the pictures that day, so I can't find a weird one of him to post to offset me (and this is the only one of me, the rest were of Avery, who is totally precious and Greg followed around the whole day). My face is not that fat in real life.




Our two year anniversary was fabulous as well. (I can't believe its been two years. I don't know if I can't believe it because it is so long or so short. But being married still totally rocks). I was a bridesmaid (not very maidenly at seven months pregnant, but whatever) in a wedding that spanned across three days and three cities, the last one being San Luis Obisbo in the Santa Barbara area, so we went for broke and spoiled ourselves to staying in a really nice resort the last two days of the four day trip. Right on the beach (Avila Beach) and Greg had the most delicious king salmon we've ever had. I tried not to eat too much of it, but it was really, really good.


My slightly un-maidenly portrayal of a bridesmaid, with beautiful bride, Jen Jensen!




For Christmas Eve we went to the Monday Night Football game in Qualcomm Stadium with our dads. Not only did the Chargers win, we also had a fabulous time. I had to be escorted to the bathroom a few times (Greg and my dad wouldn't let me go by myself because there were a lot of drunk people around. Having a football game on a holiday apparently means to some people to start drinking the night before and drink all day since there is no work on the holiday) and every time we left, things started going badly, and a great play would be in the works as we made our way back up to our seats. Thus, we are the reason for the win (obviously). Hopefully they can do without us this weekend in New England.




Here are some pictures from the game. We were in the VERY top row (nosebleeds of all nosebleeds) but we could see great and had a lot of fun. Spencer watched the game from home and apparently saw us cheering a few times, from very far away.