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You just gotta check out M's recent funny on the sidebar! it's my new favorite and she's been saying it to me a lot the past few days. she makes me laugh!

Eruption!

can you see it? it's there! i promise! it's the bottom left tooth and it's FINALLY come through meaning all that drool and fussing was not for naught!!!

Eat to Live

I think I'm being humbled.

LG is nine months old. I've known for a while that I need to shape up. Literally!

I need better food and exercise habits.  And I've known I needed to start for a while.  

The thing is, I love food. I loooooove all the things I shouldn't.

cheesecake

hamburgers

onion rings

ice cream

cheese

chips

anything I shouldn't? well, then I want it!

My head keeps telling me it's time but I've been procrastinating.

Live to eat or eat to live?

So, I got the plague.

I'm being humbled, I tell you.  I have hand, foot and mouth in the worst way.  I have blisters all down one side of my tongue and up the other.  It's so painful that I talk like had my jaw wired shut and eat like it too! 

I came home from Minnesota and have been miserable ever since.  

Someday, I think I'll be able to eat again. And work again! (I had to call in sick today-I'm not sure I would have been very effective considering I teach people to speak clearly!)

And when I can eat again, I'm going to do it better.

the wagon

I had such good intentions to post. I have many things to post about! 

Alas!

Things got crazy!

We're off tomorrow on an impromptu trip to Minnesota to help W's parents.

See you Tuesday

Home Sweet Home!

We've discovered home is a very relative term.

We have a home in Minnesota.  It's so weird to see other people's stuff in it! But we have a mortgage to prove it's ours!

We had a home in Utah.  It was Grandma Betty's and M still asks to go back to it all the time.  (We think this stems from it being the last place where she was the "queen" before LG was born, and she remembers it better than the Minnesota house and so to her, it's the last place that we were alone as a family)

We have a lovely home here.  My parents have been amazingly gracious and loving, opening their home to us and putting up with us for way longer than they should have had to.

Hence, it's time to get our own home again. 

Welcome!

At the beginning of June, we will be moving into this nice 2 bed 2 bath apartment.  We will be downsizing and it will be interesting to see what fits but we'll make it work!

As you can see, M and LG are a little excited about their new space!

This is the girls/guest bath.  We're working on brainwashing M to believe that diapers won't be coming to the apartment so she has to return to the task of potty training when we got to our new home.

We're excited! W has been a trooper to live with my family for so long.  And we haven't had our stuff in over a year.  It's time! W goes to Utah to move out of the storage unit at the end of May and then we'll be moving in!!!!

Love is a Choice

Even while I'm writing the title, I'm singing the Rick Springfield song in my head. We are young! Heartache to heartache we stand!

sorry, moving on!

We went to a wedding yesterday in Memphis.  Yes, another road trip and Yes! we are done with road trips for a while!  I'm so sick of the car!  Of course, W is still going to Utah in two weeks to get our stuff (yay!!!!!!) so we do have more travel coming up!

I digress.

The wedding was sweet and simple.  The bride was beautiful, the cake was beautiful and tasty and we were glad we were there for them.  W has been a home teacher to these two since we moved here and basically since the bride joined the church, and so it was important to us that we be there.  

They were married in a chapel outside Memphis. The bishop shared some sweet thoughts that I appreciated. 

When we are dating, engaged and honeymooners, it's easy to love.  We live the noun love.  We have lots of love.  It's bounteous and free-flowing and passionate and quick.  And then, later after years and years of life, ups and downs, we live the verb love.  We make a conscious choice to love our partners in life.  We choose to love.  And it's more powerful.  We don't fall in and out of love.  We choose to love.  Our sacrament meeting today echoed those thoughts.  We have agency, and we are blessed when we work at that love and participate in the verb of love.  

I love my husband. I loved spending the day with just him.

Opa!

We went to the Greek Food Festival last night! It was so tasty as always! I could have  eaten gyros all night...but it's probably better that I didn't! That, and the chocolate baklava that I had for breakfast on the way to Memphis today. Yes, breakfast!

M didn't eat at all! She was too entranced by the dancers! 

This church is amazing! They've been doing this for 25 years and it grows every year. The food is amazing, they always have great entertainment and crafts, and this year M also enjoyed the kids tent where she made a necklace. We got her a cute nesting doll and then later hid it from her to give to her later.  We met up with the family and also saw other friends there.  It was 90 degrees and could have been excruciatingly hot but there was plenty of shade, it wasn't too humid, and it was breezy! Sign me up for next year!