December 26, 2009

T'was the season of giving and grooming

This christmas was nothing short of a miracle for us.
About a week and a half ago, my expectations were very low, constantly thinking "man, I wish we would get SOMETHING for Christmas this year."
I spoke too soon. The next day, we received a gift card from a newlywed couple in our ward, a twenty dollar bill from my parents, a BOX full of gifts from my parents, A check in the mail for 250 dollars, a package from my aunt in florida along with another gift card..... and the list goes on.

we were the happiest individuals on the planet. We not only got essential items for our home, but we also went out and  got gifts for each other.

we also got these items for FREE, courtesy of our next door neighbor, and a sweet family in our ward.

Our WiCkEd SwEeT washer and dryer



a dining room table, with 6 chairs.

A complete bedroom set for a queen size bed, complete with mattress and box spring



and then we were given 3 queen size comforter sets... FREE!

       

Huh zah for us! we were very blessed. Not to brag about it, but I would love to share the creative and meaningful gifts that were exchanged between john and I. First, there was the laundry detergent. "so you can wash my clothes" I think was the reason I got. but not just any laundry soap, John got me the ingredients to make my own. I swear this boy is bound determined to see me slaving over something on a constant basis. I was pretty cool with it since it saves so much money! 1 cent per load, it's GREEN, works in HE machines, is perfect for sensitive skin, and it very easy to make. we took turns opening gifts, lengthening the precious moments of of unwrapping our five gifts each out to half an hour.

            john was continuously clever, and got me a shower curtain rod, shower curtain rings, and a toilet paper holder for the upstairs bathroom. Isn't he such a Cutie?


             

we roam around our house in style.  
 we got lots and lots of hygiene items for each other. the required items for good grooming have been distant for so long, it was nice to finally get them as gifts.
Deodorant: check
Body wash: Check
shampoo: check
Makeup for Moi: check
Hair gel for johnny: check
Hotness: priceless


We were able to talk to Andre' on his mission. It was pretty exciting.






Christmas exceeded our expectations, due to the kind -hearted individuals that have been put in our lives.








We made the soap today.... it was reminiscent of a witch stirring her brew.







December 20, 2009

The lord is my light

Today kind of started off on a low. My husband and I got into a deep discussion (we don't like the word "argument") this morning that made us late for church, so we missed the sacrament. Sitting in the chapel listening to a speaker, I looked over at my husband, and his head was hanging down and his eyes were teared up. I asked him what the matter was and he said, "after we pay tithing today, we are only going to have 3 dollars in our account. we won't have any money for power until my next paycheck in two weeks." I immediately became somber, and on our way back to the house to get my checkbook, we realized that tithing has never been put into question, even now, when it's either pay tithing or loose power. We acknowledged that the lord has provided for us this far, there should be no hesitation. Just give it up. all of it, to him so we don't have to worry about it anymore. so we did. We wrote our tithing check for 15 dollars, and handed it into our bishop. our Bishop called us into tithing settlement right after the block, and that is when John showed me that one of his home teaching families had given him some money for fixing their laptop. He didn't realize how much he had been given until he had shown me. In that wad he had in his hand was a fifty dollar bill, with a check written for 100 dollars. I immediately started crying at the generosity of this man, and we marveled at the miracle of paying our tithing, and having faith in the lord, and that he does provide. John and I cried together in front of our bishop, being overwhelmed with such gratitude and joy. We then answered the bishop's question, saying "yes, we are full-tithe payers." And illustrated the story of the small miracles that have happened within the last week, which brought tears to our bishop's eyes. He really cares about us, and this was a moment of joy that all of us were able to feel. the lord blesses the obedient. almost instantly.

Tender Monkeys

 


Yesterday was the most beautiful and pleasant day of my life in the last 6 months.
It was our 1 year anniversary, and the day started off great with breakfast in bed, prepared by my wonderful husband, John. This happens to be my favorite breakfast, and I haven't had it in a long time.

Fried eggs, homefries and fresh fruit:) He did a good job on the potatoes, and I hadn't noticed that one of the yolks had popped until he pointed it out. I was very impressed. But, the best part of breakfast in bed were the gifts he brought upstairs with it.  Be bought me a dozen roses, and a stick of deodorant.

 I Actually cried because I was so touched...... over deodorant! He is so thoughtful. It's not that he was trying to tell me I stank, but I have been asking him if I could get some for the last month or so. The stuff I was using stopped working a month after I got it.  It was so frustrating. we haven't been in the financial state to get routine hygiene items. The last purchase we made other than power and gas, was toothpaste.  So when I saw him bring it upstairs, I broke down in tears, knowing the sacrifices we would be making, and how hard it must have been for him to spend our gas money on me.  After we finished breakfast, we went to the public library about an hour before it opened. They have this program called "culture pass" were you can check out a free ticket  for four to selected museums and other venues in the east valley. It's a first come first served type of thing, so we waited for an hour, happily playing phase ten to get our free admission to the phoenix zoo (which would have originally costed us 17 dollars a pop.) We were the first ones there, so we got exactly what we came for. We went home and got ourselves cleaned up, and went to the Temple to do sealings. It was a special experience for us.   The wind was blowing pretty good, and tunneled it's way up my already billowy shirt... that's why it looks like I'm pregnant in this picture.


We then wet home, had lunch, and took off to the zoo! It's been forever since I have been to the zoo, so I was especially hyped about it.  

The lion was so real it seemed fake. I always seem to be in some sort of awe when I encounter things in person that you only see in movies. The paws on this guy were huge.  a wee ma way a wee ma way a wee ma way a wee ma way...............

                  

this is me, poking a rhinoceros in the butt. his butt was ugly.


This little guy was cute until he turned around. It was like watching a little person.....with fur...... and a tail.


this is john, the new spokesperson for goat germs.


And this is me, brushing a goat at the petting zoo.
  

John is my spider man:)


Random peacock strolling around the zoo





This is john being cute on the back of a komodo dragon. I still can't believe they let him do that.......


So I decided to kiss it.


I don't remember the name of this giraffe, but he supposedly sings at night when the zoo lights come on.
              

we ended the perfect day at the cheesecake factory for dinner. I had the chicken bellagio, which was phenomenal. I enjoyed every bite. I spent most of the night with my eyes closed while chewing. I think the fact that I didn't cook it made it taste so good. John commented that my face looked really familiar, and it was making him uncomfortable while we were in public.  John had a steak. woo. I was tempted to take pictures of our food, but resisted the urge, because that would officially make me a fat person, cause that is what fat people do..... take pictures of their food. I can prove it. We ordered the red velvet cheesecake in honor of the red velvet cake we had made for our florida reception. It was incredible.

December 14, 2009

My mom cracks me up.

Me and my sisters got our marvelous sense of humor from somewhere.
Today she called me on her way home from work and decided to tell me a little story. "Giiiiiirrrrrl, I was PISSED off on saturday." "why were you pissed off, mom?" I daringly asked. "cause our yard looked like shit. Our yard made sanford and son look like better homes and gardens" she replied. "i tore it up, and your dad had the NERVE to ask me why i was throwing away 3 5-gallon buckets full of his precious BROKEN bricks."   i tried so hard not to laugh. " He came out saying, you're not throwing THOSE away, are you? So i said, of course i'm bringing the buckets back."  Had it been two years earlier, she would have never had the guts to do or say that . Way to go mom.

I miss being in the south when you can get away with swearing in your daily conversation, and still be considered classy.

December 5, 2009

Loving john

I love my husband
Why, you might ask? here's why:
1. our going to sleep, and waking up routines.
 When we are trying to fall asleep, we always seem to veer off on more profound subjects for our pillow talk. Such as,
what names we like for our kids, what we would do for a whole day before dying, things like that. We also talk a lot about the gospel, and the scriptures and things like that. On the completely opposite side of the spectrum, in the morning we happen to be very silly. For example, THIS morning. John was kneelling for prayer with me, and having just woken up, I said RANDOMLY, "i want a dog." He said "you can't have a dog yet, we need to pray first". I said " but I want a dog NOW. you should be my dog" I said in a manner that wa to be interpreted as kidding, but was indeed very sincere.  so he was my dog. He liked my face with his morning breath tounge. wincing, I said "you've got the dog breath right". I started laughing so hard! He barked, which was pitiful and almost disrespectful to all dog impersonations known to man. Still laughing very hard, I said "who's a good boy?!" in that sickening sweet tone of voice we all know, and then proceeded to scratch his belly. To my delight and fufilling my  assumption, he rolled over onto his back and began kicking his leg. I couldn't stop laughing! We get so random in the morning. After all that, I finally consented to have morning prayer, but this time with a huge smile on my face. I'm just glad he didn't think to smell my butt, because he would have. I would have flicked his nose. 


2. he comes up with the most random things, that result in me laughing my pants off.
Yesterday morning, I got up and made him french toast for breakfast. Remembering I had leftover bacon strips from the BLT I made myself the day before, i asked him, "sweetheart, would you like some bacon?" In an attempt to verbalize the extreme joy and excitement that filled his little body, He looked up at me, with crossed eyes, and said, much like the commercial for dog treats, "BACON!!!!!" I probably could have been safe not asking, but I just wanted to see what his reaction would be like. I don't know why it was so funny, but I found myself supporting my weight against the counter, trying not to fall on the floor.
 I also have caught him running up our stairs with his arms behind him, pointing up towards the ceiling. he claims he does this because it feels like he is flying if he runs fast enough. If you are having a difficult time visualizing what i am describing, take a look at the following picture:




3. He is such a snuggler!
I LOVE this about him. Some people are into kissing, but he LOVES to snuggle. Especially in the morning after waking up. 
I call him my snugglebug. He thinks it's cute:) He is always wanting hugs and to hold my hand. He loves to touch and be touched, and It is SO endearing. He really loves blankets, too. I'm glad I married a fellow blankie person. 


4. He is a total sweetie pie!
There is no way in the world that our children will ever be intimidated or scared of thier father.
This is a huge blessing to be. He is sensitive, and always means well. He opens my door for me (when i let him)
kisses me goodnight, and good morning. An interesting story, 
 We "inherited" a few christmas decorations from his parents. Out of the stack i chose to bring home, was a wreath with a suffed bear on it. He practically begged me to take it with us. I said "fine, but were're ripping the lame teddy bear off before we hang it on the door" He said "WHY?!" with wide, saucer -like eyes. "I like the bear!" he continued. "ok, ok." I said. "we will keep the bear. I'm just glad it's on the outside of the door that we hardly use. I won't have to look at it"  He beamed. Now I ask you, What kind of man does that? A SWEET one....


 5. SMART
this guy is a brain with legs. 
He has a lot of amazing goals, and is extremely ambitious. He is studying biomedical engineering and wants to specialize in neuro prosthetics. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, he talks in his sleep. I usually can't understand what he is saying,  but after disscussing the dream he was having the next morning, it's pretty safe to say he math-talks in his sleep...... Nerd. His oldest brother doug called him a geek, which is a huge deal. If you knew doug, you would be thinking, "damn! john MUST be a geek if DOUG said so." I try to encourage his intellectuality by talking about deep things, and reccomending books for him to read. Me and my pitiful GED. 




he has his moments, but he is by far, the most amazing person I know. He's my favorite.