#1

In junior high, I was a perfectionist and obsessed with getting straight A's.  I kept a 4.0 until 9th grade when I got an A- in world studies.  I cried to my teacher and she changed it to an A.

(then I got another A- my first term in high school in photography...of all classes. and I learned that crying doesn't get you good grades. ha.)

the truth

I didn't want any of you to come away from my diet coke post thinking Wade is perfect and all is fine and dandy.  That wouldn't be painting an accurate picture of our lives.  You see...4 weeks ago, before we ever went on vacation, Wade took lunch to his internship in a tupperware.  It stayed in his backpack the ENTIRE TIME we were gone.  When we got back, he realized this as he was leaving to school, and tossed it in the kitchen sink.

Later that day, I was washing the dishes (yes...still by hand. boo.)

I opened it and almost died.

the smell literally almost knocked me over.  I turned the water on full blast and poured a gallon of dishsoap in it, all the while not breathing, and ran to the living room to recover.

I have never smelled something so bad in my entire life.  The tupperware stayed in the sink, soaking in bleach water, the rest of the day.  And Wade got to clean it when he got home.

Why the heck didn't I just throw the stupid thing away? 

I don't know the answer to that...

maybe the fumes killed some brain cells. 

**giveaway update**

p.s. you can start entering the giveaway tomorrow! I will title all the entry posts just as #1, #2, etc.  Also, I wanted to let you know that you can relate to my facts in any random way possible. for example, if I said, "my favorite color is brown." you could say, "my favorite color is pink!" or "i had a dog once that was brown" or even just "i hate brown." get it?

are you overwhelmed by doing it on your own blog and posting 28 days in a row? maybe do it once or twice a week.  

the more, the merrier! :)

let's chat giveaway

winters are blah. let me just put that out there.

i'm cooped up inside.

i feel that i need some fun in my life.

so i have this idea...

everyday for the month of february, I will post something random about myself.

Some may be long stories, some small facts, funny or sad or boring. 

I'm putting myself out there.

wanna join?

make a comment on any of my posts with one of YOUR random facts that somehow relates to mine.

I'll enter you in a drawing for every comment you make.

Yes, that means you could be entered 28 times.

(if you are clever enough to find something we have in common every single day)

I'll draw the winner on March 1st and then send you a package of love from Boston, filled with some of my favorite things.

and I'm really awesome...so you know my favorite things will be pretty cool as well. :) 

(a treat, some homemade cards, a boston t-shirt, a mix of my favorite songs...it's in the works)

who seriously doesn't like to get mail?  

so come play!

I'm looking forward to getting to know you!

and don't you worry faithful blog readers! I will continue my regular blog posts as well...in case you fear missing anything exciting in my life.

P.S. how fun would it be if you hosted the same giveaway on your blog too? we would have a whole blog-o-sphere of random, somehow related facts floating around. and more packages for everyone!  feel free to copy and paste this post to your blog with a link to mine.  

be sure to let me know you're doing it, and I'll post a link to yours in my sidebar.

be excited, people.

baby blessing

We blessed cute little Miles while we were in Utah at my parent's home with our close family. It was a nice evening together and such a special experience.  We feel so lucky to be Miles's parents!
**Thanks to Wade's family for driving all the way from Logan to be with us!

it doesn't take much

Miles has decided that he would like to wake up every 1.5-2 hours to eat. every. single. night.
thats right. my nights go like this:

bed at 10:00pm
wake up at 12:00am
back to bed at 12:30am
wake up at 2:00am
back to bed at 2:30am
wake up at 3:00am
back to bed at 3:30am
wake up at 5:30am (yes...my longest stretch of sleep. wahoo!)
back to bed at 6:00am
wake up at 7:30am

no i dont think you are stupid. i am fully aware that you can probably figure out when every two hours is...
i just felt that maybe if i wrote out, you could maybe understand the seriousness of this problem.

i feel like a zombie.

i would try to sleep train him, really i would.  but the poor kid is starving.  the stupid formula we have to give him for his milk allergy does not keep him full.  I begged the doctor to let me put rice cereal in his bottle to keep him full and she said his tummy probably hasn't healed yet after all he's been through and he might be allergic to rice cereal as well, so he has to wait longer than most babies to have it. aaaaahhh sad day. anyway, like i was saying...

i feel like a zombie.

and honestly, it doesn't make me the most pleasant person to be around.  and when wade comes home from a long day at school at 10:00pm and finds me frazzled and and annoyingly whiney, it probably isn't his favorite thing to be asked to run to the grocery store for something i forgot.  but he goes anyway.  and this is what i found sitting on the counter when he got back:

i know. he's a gem isn't he?

(i think secretly he just wants me to have some caffeine in my life so maybe i'm not such a grouch.

love the spongebob card.

and in case you are wondering why he signed himself "comfy husby" - did you see those gap commercials with the little girls cheering and they say, "i love my comfy sweater! i love my comfy sweater!" well, lately i have just inserted "husby" or "miles" in place of the sweater and sing it.

a lot.

no.

i'm not annoying at all.

p.s. don't hate that i have discovered picnik.com and probably enjoy the 1960's effect on my pictures way too much. I can't promise i will stop anytime soon.

airplanes and surprises

Two weeks ago, we were very daring parents and took our little 2 month old on an airplane...
believe me, I was scared out of my mind.  I was convinced he was going to scream the whole time and that I would get dirty, horrible glares from everyone on the plane.  but have no fear, he was a little angel.  I'm not kidding, he slept the entire time and didn't make a peep. (sheesh...maybe i should take him on airplanes more often.)

Where were we going, do you ask? UTAH of course.  We planned the trip back in November, but we didn't tell my family.  I just felt so bad about my parents having to leave so soon after Miles was born that I wanted to let them spend more time with him.  So we showed up on my parents doorstep, without any warning.  And keeping a secret for 2 months was definitely worth it because their reaction was hilarious.  If you know my dad, it won't surprise you that he just stood there and stared at us, and then said, "wow."  He doesn't get too worked up, but he claims he was just speechless.  My mom heard giggling from the other room and she just thought my brothers friends had come over, but when we came into the house and she saw us from the top of the stairs, she came jumping down, laughing and crying and screaming.  She gave me a huge hug that involved squishing little Miles between us. ha.  Wade got it all on video, but I'm not allowed to post it on my blog, seeing as my mother is so embarrassed by her enthusiasm. :)

We spent the next two weeks going between our families in Smithfield and Orem.  It was SO GOOD to see family and spend time relaxing and playing with Miles (and having free babysitters!) and eating good food! hello costa vida!

there's nothing quite as scary...

as looking out the window and seeing a path leading to your back door.
and it just snowed.
so you know they aren't your footprints.
and you know they aren't your husband's.
and then you spend the entire day creeping around and listening for strange sounds.
because you're convinced there is someone in your house.
everything makes you jump.
and you half expect to walk into the other room and find your child kidnapped.

and then your husband comes home and goes outside to check it out.
and comes inside laughing and says,
"it's just dog footprints."