Sooo much too say.......

~Ah, Good Evening~

For 3 weeks now my computer had called it quits. After a counseling session with Tres we have come to a reconciliation now it's all happy again and I have much to blog about!!!

First of all Thanksgiving at my house went totally great! All my family came and Sarah too!

Moving on,

Due date is July 10th so we are still in the stages of puke, gag, whine and cry over just about everything. (I've lost a few pounds over that...)

Also I sang a solo last Saturday in our stakes multi faith Messiah and the newspapers were there snapping away. I thought I would start a fire with my shaking legs but in the end ~SUCCESS~, no mistakes!!! Of coarse Trisha had me the week before do a trial run with a recital for all her students. That was an eye opener for what nerves could do to you and so I felt very prepared for the final deal.

On to more tidbits,

Yesterday we took the kids down to see uncle Jake play firefighter and that was really such a treat. Here are some picts:

The kids were mesmerised by all the cool trucks and I was looking at the recliners by the giant 54' TV going "right on..." In the giant kitchen there was even fresh baked bread. Then we watched Jake get his gear on in one minutes time. I know 'cause I timed him... Then he gave the kids glow sticks and hats and then he left on a call. It was so fun!

Here is a Pict Bonnie sent from Alabama's Belingrath Gardens, Bonnie just loves bugs...

Then I forgot to mention that I did the upholstery work on 4 chairs for the Price family and here are 2 of the finished product. I was proud of how it all worked out! Consider the horn tooted...

Also, did I mention how awesome our community is? Our neighbors were giving out buggie rides and the kids aren't gonna turn that down. (We live on a figure 8 and don't get a lot of through traffic.)

Granty Panty (yes we know it's a horrible nick name) decided to be a big boy and wear big boy panties and use the potty for most of the day. He's not potty trained yet but his fashion is impeccable... (it was 80 degrees so don't freak out, hello this is Arizona!)Tres pulled a fast one on me. All I wanted for my birthday was a 9ft tree. I was disheartened to only find 3 all around $400. No way, as in no freakin way, just to be clear on that. So I sent Tres out dejectedly to find a 7 1/2 ft tree because that's like the next size down and they were on sale for $70 at Home depot. He called me and said he was sorry he couldn't find a 7 1/2 foot tree. I started to freak out saying things like, it better not be a 6 foot I really don't want a tiny 6 foot and I guess we can always just get a better one next year and It better have been way cheep! He finally answers and tells me it cost $170. I nearly choke and instantly realize he must have secured the coveted 9ft tree and was expertly trying to make me lose my cool. I should have known better Tres does this to me on a daily basis. Why does 9 ft matter you ask.... well, why do pregnant women want anything.. hello it's because we want what we want.... we need no reason. Your heart gets stuck and focused in on what you want and if that means french fries and blue bell moolennium crunch it better be just that,

so there.... (tongue sticks out!)

I have yet to find that perfect star so it's hatless but yet it is lovely, isn't it? It came lighted too.

Too bad my infa-red bionic million dollar pregnant sniffing sense tells me this tree reeks of store smell. Eycarumba!! As soon as I craft some new ornaments out of odor eaters we'll be good!

Well that's what's new with me, I can't believe you read the whole thing. Maybe you should take a break and.... pick me up some ginger snap cookies while your out.... :)

oxoxo