The Finished Bathroom

It's done! I know it is silly to be so excited over a bathroom, but it is finally done, and that is worth a lot.  And, if I do say so myself, it turned out beautifully. Ammon does amazing work. And then I enjoy adding the finishing touches. Between the two of us we make a pretty awesome team. Yes, we will come do yours next (if the price is right).

White Hair!

Lately I have been having some issues with my hair. I dream nearly every night that it is long again. I want it to be long again. I enjoy things about short hair. I actually enjoy a lot of things about short hair, but I miss my long flowing locks and miss being able to  put it up in a ponytail. I also have issues and feel that I don't look as good with short hair. I don't know why, but I think I look to matronly or something.

Well, last night I dreamed that my hair was going white. It had grown out, but the roots were white for nearly 4 inches! I have never dyed my hair and have vowed never to do so until it starts to go gray. I was so upset about my hair going white. I was relieved that it was white rather than grey for some reason, but I was very upset that I would have to start dying it. I'm just too young for that.

This morning, as I was getting up my courage to get out of bed, I was relieved that it was just a dream. I can deal with short hair, but I am not ready to deal with short, white hair. I went about my morning activities happy with my hair color.

After I got out of the shower today I picked up my blow dryer. As I was blowing I noticed, right in the front of my forehead, A WHITE HAIR! Oh no! The horror. It happened to me. My dream was just a bad omen for what was happening. I turned off my blow dryer to take a closer look. It was going to have to be pulled. But as I got a closer look I noticed that this little hair was thicker than all the others. What? Could this be? Yup! Paint.

The Bathroom

Two days before 2008, Ammon and I started construction on our bathroom. Tomorrow I will finish it. Here are some pictures of the construction, I'll post pictures of the finished product tomorrow.

Clarification 2

Well, I guess now we know who reads the long blogs and who gives up part of the way through. Since there has been some confusion about who will be moving in I thought I'd clarify. Ammon and I started classes to become foster parents this last week. We are in the process of getting licensed and such. Originally we were hoping to be licensed and ready to have kids in our home by the second or third week of February. But, I am going to have to get a bunch of background check information from Russia, so it may be a little longer than we had anticipated. At any rate, we will be welcoming kids from 0 to 10 into our home. Unless we move to a new house and then we will be welcoming kids 0 to 18. But, as of right now there is going to be no moving anywhere. I just like to keep the possibility open.

Clarification

While I would love it if we were moving into a new house (and actually have the house that I want already picked out) we are not actually moving to any place new at this time. What I meant in my previous post was that we will be going through the entire house boxing up stuff that we aren't using, moving furniture, and making room for another person. That's all. You know, the rearranging stuff.

Musings on Hair

I cut Ammon's hair this last weekend. You know, it always amazes me that he can stand to get the same haircut over and over again. He has had his hair cut the same way since his very first cut. I have tried to get him to go in and get his hair cut, but he refuses. If I don't cut his hair, then he'd do it himself. Which, I refuse, because he makes such a mess.

I have managed to move 27 times in my life. I attended several kindergartens, 2 elementary schools, and 2 high schools. My mother is notorious for rearranging the furniture when my dad is not around. She always managed to have the house completely re-done and moved around, on her own (even the heavy stuff). Growing up I changed my bedroom around at least every other month. That's just what we did. My family moves and changes.

I have now been married to Ammon for nearly four years. I new him before his mission as well and was able to visit his home right before he left. The only thing that ever changes is the placement of the big recliner. It moves to make room for a Christmas tree once a year. Other than that everything is in the same place. The furniture is the same that Ammon has always known (at least some of it is). His family doesn't move and doesn't change.

Perhaps the fact that we are such polar opposites when it comes to some things is helpful. I tend to think it is. But then there is the occasional evening when Ammon comes home to a new house than what it was when he left. He is always so frustrated that I would move the piano without his help and doesn't seem to appreciate that I sacrificed my body for the sake of change. I think it also perplexes him when I go and chop all of my hair off after spending a few years trying to grow it out. To him, it seems very complicated and makes no sense. To me, it's just what I do, I change.

So, we are entering a new year. We will be adding kids to our mix very soon, and we live in  a tiny little house. Guess what we are going to be doing for the next month? Moving and changing. Luckily, Ammon saw this one coming and is ready for it. But it is fascinating what the same old hair cut will make you realize about the personalities of two people.

Fabulous, Romantic, Enthusiastic, Hopeful,...

I'm having blogger issues. We just wanted to send off the holidays and say Happy New Year to all of you. We hope it is the most amazing year that you have ever had and that all of your dreams come true. Have a fabulous, romantic, enthusiastic, hopeful, wonderful, beautiful, cheerful, healthy, inspiring, bodacious, stellar, etc new year!

Christmas Blues

In my family it is a tradition to put up the Christmas tree on December 1st (my birthday). Up until that day we really don't listen to Christmas music or break out any decorations for Christmas. We especially don't do any of that before Thanksgiving! 

Fall is my favorite time of year. I love to see the leaves fall. I love the first and second and third snowfall of the year. I love the way it smells. I love baking. I love the feelings in the air. My family always looked forward to Halloween with great anticipation. It started off the holidays for us. Halloween was my dad's holiday. He would get so into it with us kids. It was a blast to have a chance to do some celebrating and have some fun with my dad. 

Than came Thanksgiving. When we were young we would go up to my grandparents cabin in Oregon. We would celebrate Thanksgiving and then have a mini Christmas party the next day. It was wonderful to spend four days singing AC/DC and choreographing dances to go along with the songs. 

We would come home just in time to decorate for Christmas and celebrate my birthday. The entire Fall season is sacred to us. Every Holiday gets its due. Every month has a new theme.

Well, I broke one of the rules. I have been listening to Christmas music! This year I want to skip Thanksgiving altogether and get on with Christmas. I think part of my enthusiasm is due to the fact that Ammon will finally be done with school, and we will be able to really enjoy our graduation. But I simply can't wait for December this year!

Is that wrong?

Life and Stuff

Since it has a been awhile since I got up my courage to write, I thought I'd update everyone. Life is good. Ammon is going to school and is super super busy. Sandy is crazy. I am trying everything in my power to keep her busy, not bored, and tired. Her new thing is that she likes to dig. Unfortunately I don't want her to dig, especially to dig on the fence. She has decided that she loves the 4 chihuahuas that live next door and she wants to hang out. So, she is digging a hole for them to get into our yard. I'm working on putting a stop to that.
Speaking of working, I have finally gotten a job. It took forever, but I have it. I am working as a receptionist for a physical therapy office. It's just part time, but it works out perfect for me. I have really enjoyed the social aspect. And, I will admit it, I like to file. So, there you have it.
Anyway, that's the update. We are getting really excited to see my brother play some football here on the 17th. It will be only the second time in his football career that Ammon and I have been able to watch him play. So, that should be fun, other than the 12 hour drive.
Big Gulps huh? Well, catch ya later.

Help a girl out

Can any of you smart people tell me how to upload a video from a website onto my blog. I'm really clueless.

Upset and Complainy

I have decided that some days I feel like this poor cat: I'm missing something important and life is all chaos. Today is one of those days. I don't feel good. I'm tired of not feeling good. I need a job, but am struggling to find the right fit. I'm bored because I don't have a job and Ammon is gone all day and doing school when he's home. I'm worried about the future (which is typical). And for whatever reason, I can't find one of my shoes. Aaahhh....

My Little Friend

Can you see him? I found this little guy in my corn. I guess that's why the bugs left it alone this time around.
I relocated my little friend, whom we will call George, to the rose bushes up front. He's much easier to see on a green background since his color hadn't changed yet.
I know I'm a dork, but I love praying manti. I especially love to have them in my roses to keep off all the nasty critters that come to eat them up.
And, I just wanted to show off how big my sunflowers got this year. This picture was taken way above my head, thus the power line in back. I put my hand up there for a scale, but my hand is a lot closer than the sunflower, so it didn't work as well as it might have. Either way, they were big!

And again...

So, I accidentally pressed enter before I was ready to post on the last one and I can't figure out how to fix it on this computer. Our computer that we usually use is currently at the doctor's, we hope he will return home soon.
What I was going to say in the last post was that I think that some doctors are crazy. As many of you know, I have been struggling with some issues this year and have been to many doctors. So far nothing has worked. So, I finally found a doctor who takes a holistic approach to medicine. I am giving this a run and think it has great potential to finally help me out. But I do think he is a little nuts. Every night I have to take a tablespoon of this:


Gross! Why can't I just take the pills? Well, apparently they take out a bunch of vitamins when they make the pills, so the oil is better. If you ever find yourself needing to swallow a bunch of this I recommend putting it in the fridge first. It is a lot easier to get down when it's cold.

Blah.