Easter 2010

Last year we went to the Easter Egg hunt that they do at the Vernal ballpark.  It was AWFUL!!  I could not believe how people behave.  This thing is supposed to be for kids, but the parents were dragging the poor children, their coats flapping behind them, as they themselves were grabbing and snatching the eggs and candy even if it meant stealing it right out of the hands of someone else.  I vowed to never go back.  This year, we went to the one in Naples instead.  It was so much better!  They had so much candy strewn on the lawn and they had large areas for each age group.  They also had bigger prizes on each area as well.  People started from all four sides, instead of being all scrunched together like cattle.  Brenan was being his normal anti-social self and decided he would rather lean up against a tree by himself than join in the fun, so there are no pictures of him.  Connor caught on pretty quick after I showed him that it was not trash all over the lawn, but he did look at me funny with the first few pieces he picked up.  It was like he could not figure out why he was doing this with my encouragement, when usually he gets told to NOT pick stuff up off the ground.  Even though there were quite a few people there, and the parents were helping, most people went for the middle where the bigger stuff was and left Connor to his own devices on the edge to pick up candy at his leisure.  I picked up a handful for Brenan so he had at least a little bit and tried to get him to come back out to the egg hunt with me, but he stayed by his tree.  When all the candy was picked up, Connor was so proud of his little basket of treats!  It was so cute!  Brenan was upset because he only got a little bit compared to what Connor got, but I told him if he wanted the rewards, he had to do it himself.  He said if I took him to the other one in town, he would do it there....  Despite the experience of last year, I agreed to take him up there.  We got to the ballpark and there weren't that many people there yet.  They had a little area for 0-3, but when I parked, Brenan insisted he was staying in the car.  I took Connor over to the truck that was handing out bags of candy, got one for Brenan as well, and then went to stand by the egghunt area.  If I would have paid more attention and realized that all that was on the lawn was real eggs, I would have just left.  When it started, the lady in charge (at least she was the one with the megaphone) said that each spot had 2 plastic eggs with writing on them, and if you got one of those you got a prize.  Everyone else just left with a bunch of eggs that had been cooked and colored who knows how long before hand...  We had gotten there early and were in the front until about 10 seconds before it started, then we had about 8 people come crowd in front of us.  Guess they felt they were more special.  They said "GO" and you would have thought those eggs were made of GOLD!  It was even worse than last year.  I almost had to punch a lady in the face when she bent over and hit Connor in the face with her butt and knocked him over.  I was hanging on to his hand so he didn't actually fall all the way down, but I was FUMING!  I picked him up by both hands and RAN to the middle of the lawn where no one had made it to yet.  I put him down and showed him the eggs.  He got 3 before he was manhandled and pushed around by all the parents trying to get their kids more than anyone else had.  There were a few other parents that I heard make comments about how ridiculous it was and I have thought seriously about planning MY OWN Easter egg hunt and having RULES!!!   I know I pissed one guy off pretty good, because his kid was after the same egg as Connor, but Connor was closer, and when the other kid (who was NOT 0-3) tried to snatch it out of his hand, he saw me standing there and I said "yeah, try it"....  needless to say, Connor got that one.  The dad was not happy and was glaring and saying how "chickens**t" it was, but I was just in the mood for him to start something, I would have enjoyed beating the living daylights out of him! 

My boys

I must say, I think I have the most adorable boys EVER!  They are so funny to me.  I know a lot of parents probably think their kids are the cutest things ever, so I am keeping it in perspective, but mine are still the best!  :)

The other day, I posted this on facebook, but I am still cracking up over it so I am going to put it here too.  Brenan came walking into my bedroom with a cup of water from the bathroom.  He took a little sip of it and said "Aaaahhh, that's a good cup'a joe!".  I chuckled to myself, the kid actually does pay attention to his movies even when you don't think he is.  He then came over to me and handed me an empty cup and filled it with the puller thing for the blinds.  I took a sip and then was informed I was doing it wrong because "we have to bonk our cups together" first.  So we did that and were enjoying our 'joe' when Connor decided he didn't like being left out.  Brenan went into the other bathroom and got the cup from in there and brought it so his brother could have some too.  Connor took it, said "taintuuu" (thankyou) and proceeded to wander around the house sipping air from the cup and saying "aaaahhhh, joe" in his sweet little baby voice and words.  I was laughing all day! 

They come up with the funniest little games to play together that just make me smile.  I love hearing them play and laugh together instead of fighting and yelling all the time.  Connor is a hugger and he asks for hugs all the time.  Sometimes Brenan will give them to him and other times he will say no, which makes Connor want it all that much more.  He usually eventually gets it, whether it is given willingly or not.  Brenan will tell Connor to show his teeth and then be so excited that a new one came in, even though it really hasn't yet.  This morning, right after Connor woke up, they were both in my room.  Brenan got to laughing so hard, Connor was saying "boo!" to him, and he would say "aaahhh" and hide or run.  Connor would crack up and say it again.  It was a great way to start out the day.  Hearing their little voices entertaining each other and laughing together.  I just LOVE it!

My hair....

My hair and I have had a love/hate relationship for as long as I can remember.  I HATED it when my mom cut it short and permed it.  I just hated it.  I swore for the longest time that I would NEVER cut it short again.  In junior high and high school, that was the growing out period, and it never really looked like it was anything that anyone would brag about.  In college, it wasn't too bad.  It was long, I kept coloring it just because I wanted to, so that kept it kind of interesting.  The main problem I have always had is I am not "girly" enough to make it look right and do what it's supposed to do.  It is also very thick, somewhat coarse, and prone to split ends, so unless it is barely cut, it just sort of lays there.  A year ago this week, I decided that I was tired of it and wanted something different.  Way different.  I cut it off.  The first time she cut it, she took off about two feet, so when I say I cut it OFF, I mean it.  I have gotten a lot of compliments on it being short, a lot more than I ever did while it was long, but unless I go get it cut about every 3 weeks or so, it grows too fast and doesn't keep the shape and style it was cut into, so it just lays there... haha  I have been trying to decide if I want to keep it short and go get it cut again or if I want to grow it out.  It really is a lot easier to do while short, just blow dry it and sometimes put goop on and hairspray it.  But, there is not very much you can do with short hair.. at least not in the time I am willing and able to spend on doing my hair.  Also, there is the stigma or whatever it is, guys like long hair.  Jeff says he doesn't care, but I know he liked my long hair, and you very rarely see anyone that is a sex object type girl with short hair... its a sexy thing to have the hair blowing and flowing...  and I need all the help I can get in that area...  being sexy is not something I am known for.. haha  Not really sure what the point of this posting is, but...  there it is.

Nothing really to say...

I don't really have a lot to add to anything, I just felt like I needed to put something on here.  We are in our own place now and it is awesome!  The boys are finally  getting used to it, we put Connor in a twin size bed like Brenan's instead of the crib and he seems to like it.  He can get out and come find us when he wakes up instead of having to holler at us and then wait until we get there.  I think he basically sleep-walks into our room, it's pretty much 1am every time, and he is practically asleep as soon as I lay him back on his bed.  That is when I wake up enough to take him in there instead of just pulling him up onto our bed and snuggling him in.  He is so soft and snuggly still, I love it.  He is starting to lose his chubby legs and that makes me sad.  His fat little legs were so cute and fun to play with.  He is talking up a storm and tries new words every day.  Some of them sound really good and others he needs more practice with.  HAHA.  He tells good stories, though.  Connor is also very interested in what his brother is doing in the bathroom.  He is so funny, he will run in there after him hollering 'pee, pee, pee!"  even though he really doesn't know what that means just yet I dont think.  He does come and tell me 'poop' when he has a dirty diaper, so I guess he is catching on pretty well for only being 18 months old.  Brenan is still going to preschool and loves it.  He asks every day if he is going to school that day.  He is trying to talk himself into wanting a bike.  I think he wants one, but the one I got him for his birthday was too big and I think it scared him to be up that high and not really know what he was doing.  I found a small one at the store and he rode it all over the place even though he kept telling me I had to push him because he couldn't get it going... turns out it had a flat back tire and the training wheels were holding it up off the ground enough that it was just spinning..  no wonder he couldn't make it go!  His behavior is getting worse and I really would like to get him back into the doctor and get an actual diagosis so we can move on and figure out what will help.  I am at the end of my rope with him some days and just don't know where to go from here.  Jeff and I are doing great.  Our new car is being stupid and the engine light came on, so it is getting fixed today.  Guess I will have to consider that my birthday present...  that sucks.  haha   We bought a half a beef, and let me tell you, our freezer is stuffed!!  I don't think I could fit one more package of hamburger in it if we tried!  I have been trying to think of recipes that use hamburger that we don't normally eat so we can mix it up a little and still use what we have.  I am so happy about having a full freezer!  I love it. 

Jeff says he hates shopping for me and he hates Christmas, birthdays, anniversaries, Valentine's Day... pretty much anything that he might have to buy something for.  I have always bragged about my wedding ring and the fact that he picked it out and bought it for me without me looking at it.  I love it.  He always does a good job when buying things for me, even if he says he hates it.  Well, we were in Salt Lake for the hockey game and were wasting time before we had to be there.  We went to the mall and were running around letting the boys get some energy out.  I always have to look at the jewelry stores, just because I like sparkles..  I found this ring and told Jeff that I had found the closest thing to my wedding ring, but bigger.  He said it was my ring on steroids.  I had the guy get it out and let me look at it, put it on and fell in love with it.  It is gorgeous!!  Jeff took off with the boys while I was talking to the salesman, let them play on some of the little car things, Connor was in a train and he didn't like it.. haha.  I went back and looked at the ring a couple times, trying to talk myself out of it, but I couldn't do it.  I finally gave it back to the guy and he put it away.  I went and found Jeff and the boys.  Jeff asked me if I wanted it.  I told him I really liked it and would definately wear it if he bought it... He said, that's not what I asked.  Do you want it?  I gave in and said yes.  Lucky for me it was on sale and then had an extra 70% off.  He asked me if it could count for Valentine's Day.  I told him he wouldn't have to buy me anything else for the rest of the year.  I have issues with spending money on myself or asking anyone else to, either.  I did have to wait for 2 weeks to be able to wear it, and Jeff kept telling me he suspected I was getting it out and wearing it while he was at work (which I swear I never did).  On the night of the 13th, we went to a dance/dinner that is sort of a tradition for us.  He gave me the ring before we went so I could wear it.  He also made sure I showed everyone and bragged about it a little....  haha

Finally!!!

We are going to be moving into an apartment at the first of the month.  I am very grateful to my inlaws for opening their home and letting us stay here when we needed, but after 8 months, I am more than ready to have my own place again.  I feel like I have seen everything in town that is for rent!  I called on and looked at pretty much every ad that was within our price range.  I even looked at 2 bedroom places even though I really didn't want anything smaller than 3.  I found an ad on KSL.com the day it was posted and called on it.  It was an occupied townhouse so we had to wait for the current renter to get back to us for when we could look at it, but I put in the application before I even looked at it.  The owners kept emailing and calling me to see if we had been able to see it yet, so I guess they were as eager to have it rented as I was to get a place.  The renter finally called me back and we set up a time when Jeff could be there to look as well.  We drove over and went to the apartment I thought was the right one..  knocked on the door and the guy looked at me like I was a looney!  The address I was given was off by 2..  I needed a 1 instead of a 3, so I called and found out where the one we were supposed to see was and we found it pretty quick, it was just across the street.  The guy had pretty much moved all of his stuff out already so it was pretty empty, he had a bunch of stuff in the kitchen/dining room area because he had had the carpets cleaned the day before.  Jeff didn't like it as well as the condo we were looking at, but said if it was the one I wanted, to go ahead with the deposit and signing a lease or whatever we needed to do to move in.  I really liked the condo too, especially the kitchen area, it was awesome!!  I opted for the townhouse, it is 300 sqare feet bigger, has a two car garage, and the rooms are larger.  The living room area is also set up a little better for our furniture.  Jeff said he would rather spend money on a flat screen tv than on a washer and dryer, that made me laugh..  but, the bigger place won.  The kitchen area was full of stuff so I couldn't really see how much smaller it was than the condo, but I will work with what is there.  Also, the owners of the townhouse told me that since I had told them about breaking the lease early with our previous landlords they had not even bothered to call anyone, and the condo people wanted $40 to run our credit and background stuff....  he said he didn't think there would be a problem because I told him all about it as well, but I figured we were already approved for the townhouse without having to do all that stuff.  Now comes the "fun" part, looking for a washer and dryer.  I am also looking for a couch and possibly loveseat, because Jeff doesnt want to have to move the furniture we have up his parents stairs AGAIN.  The townhouse is also two story, and we are not looking forward to moving stuff up those stairs....  but once we get there, it will be our space so I will do it myself if Jeff doesnt want to..  haha... I will find someone to help me actually because I am not that tough anymore.

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