Fun Test

You Belong in London

A little old fashioned, and a little modern. A little traditional, and a little bit punk rock. A unique soul like you needs a city that offers everything. No wonder you and London will get along so well.

What City Do You Belong In?

It rhymes with duck.

So on Saturday Seth played in a BYU Alumni Baseball game in Provo, which (on a side note) ended up being a whole lot less horrible than I originally thought. I was worried it would be a bunch of old guys playing the new guys (which it was) but the old guys won or tied or something like that. It was also fun for Seth to see former teammates, and guys he coached. Anywho afterwards Seth and I headed to the Utah College of Massage Therapy to get 2 for 1 massages. The kids went to my mom's and played with the neighborhood kids there. Carson went across the street to his friend Isaac's house. To preface Isaac's family is awesome, we love them. When we arrived home after the massages and playing Carson mentioned to me that Isaac's brother Ethan said a swear word. I badgered Carson to tell me what it was but he couldn't remember. Sunday at breakfast Seth and I were busy getting the kids cereal, making cookies for his home teaching families (we're awesome like that), among other things when Carson yells, "I remember what swear word Ethan said it rhymes with duck, its f*@!." Sophie then repeats the "word". Seth and I have to go into the pantry and hide because we are laughing so hard. It is so weird to hear THAT word come out of your kids mouths. After we regained composure we came out and explained that it is a bad word, yadda, yadda, yadda. Now I am terrified to get phone calls from his school teacher, primary teacher, friends parents, telling me that he taught their kids "the word". My kid is going to be THAT KID.

Really.

So I am really apathetic and cynical when it comes to politics. I don't really get into it because it either makes me mad or gives me a headache. I don't attribute myself to any particular party I just vote for the candidate who seems best to me. Seth knows this about me and always sends me emails that he knows will bug the crap out of me. This one is the latest: (I copy/pasted it so it has crappy formatting, sorry)


"Karen Ferrara
Mom was a homemaker and Dad worked all his life and Paid into SS. Dad has passed away and now Mom can
Barely make ends meet.While the possible "illegal" alien in front of her At the grocery store buys the name brands, Mom goes
For the generic brands and 'day old' breads. She doesn't have out of state calling on her phone, Because she can't afford it and shops at the thrift Shops and dollar stores. She considers having a pizza delivered once a week "eating out". She grew up during the depression, watched her husband Go overseas to fight in WW II a year after their marriage, and then they went on
To raise, feed and clothe 5 children, struggling to Pay tuition for parochial schools.The Senate voted this week to allow "illegal" aliens Access to Social Security benefits. I'm sorry, but How can the Senate justify this slap in the face to born and bred, or naturalized, Citizens. It is already impossible to live on Social Security alone. If they give benefits to "illegal" Aliens who have never contributed, where does that Leave those of us who have paid into Social Security All our working lives?Attached is an opportunity to sign a petition that Requires citizenship for eligibility to receive Social Services. If you do not wish to sign the petition yourself, please forward on to anyone You think might be interested.
PETITION FOR PRESIDENT GEORGE W. BUSH
Mr. President: The petition below is a protest Against the recent vote of the senate which was to Allow illegal aliens access to our social security! We demand that you and all Congressional representatives require citizenship for Anyone to be eligible for social services in the United States ."


This is followed by a long list of "signed" names followed by this statement:

"WILL THE 1,000th PERSON TO SIGN, PLEASE SEND IT ON TO THE FOLLOWING E-MAIL ADDRESS:
President@WhiteHouse.gov"

You have go to be kidding me! That's President Bush's email address! Awesome! And while I am emailing the President maybe I will email the following:

Queen@TheCastle.monarch

or

OsamaBinLaden@TheCave.terror

or maybe Dick Cheney might want that funny forward that is circulating

VicePresident@Whitehouse.gov


I am not saying anything about the content of the petition. This is the US and we have a right to our opinion. That's what makes our country so kick A, but seriously, President@WhiteHouse.gov....I am so sure.

Family Update

So I feel like I need to do a little update on my family..so here we go. Youngest to oldest.

SOPHIA SCOUT
Sophie is by far my craziest child. We purchased a new sectional in July and she has already managed to draw on it with marker, pen (twice), crayon, and pencil. Thank goodness it is microfiber and I am also grateful for hairspray (it gets out ink). My other kids never drew on things but she does it all the time. I tell people that she is kind of like a puppy, you can't really leave her by herself...I always have to be within earshot and know where she is at all times. Her sassiness is kind of what makes her so stinking cute though. She loves Yo Gabba Gabba. She runs around singing the songs. Her other favorite is Scooby Doo. She loves it when I sing her the Scooby lullaby which is basically the theme song really slow.

CARSON
Carson just started soccer and he is trying his best (keeping it positive). He wants to make a goal so bad because Seth told him that he could get a toy if he did. I don't know which is more frustrating, watching Carson play or watching Seth on the sidelines. Seth is really positive but I know it kills him when he looks on the field and Carson is picking the grass. The real problem is that he wants to be the goalie and they don't have goalies in pee wee league. The last game the kids started running down the field and he went in the goalie box and got ready to defend. He was so excited. Carson is a really good artist. He can draw all day and things actually are recognizable. He also loves to wrestle with dad and do Karate. He also has a girlfriend named Lily and is the most handsome boy in his class, he seriously is, there was an award and he won it and everything. :)

ISABELLA
Isabella is crazy busy with dance. She loves it. It is so fun to have your child be excited about lessons and a talent they are developing. I can't say enough about her studio. Nicole Walker Pullins is the owner and her family runs it. They do such a great job. Isabella is making friends in our new neighborhood and is so good to walk home with Carson everyday from school.

SETH
Seth is super busy with his job and all of his other side projects. I sent him to Chicago and he absolutely loved the trip. He loved it so much he wants to retire there someday so we can go to all the Cubs games. The cubs are winning their league by a game (?) so that is always good. He is a great husband, and to quote my friend Katie, "I'm so glad I married for looks." :)

ANGIE (that's me)
I am trying really hard not to be the old lady that I am inside. We saw skateboarders the other night at the movie theater and I sat and complained about how they are going to get hurt and how annoying the noise was. Other than that I started running a couple months ago and I love it. I HATED it at first but I am finally enjoying myself. I wish I could do Mrs. Hardy's fun run now.






Well, I hope that didn't sound like an annoying Christmas letter. I just read it and it did, so sorry about that. I hope your families are doing well, I love reading everyone's blogs, getting updates, great ideas, good laughs, and all....it makes my day a little more interesting. On a final note we rented the movie "The X" with Jason Bateman. It was pretty funny. I don't know if it was because we didn't expect much or because I have a sort of crush on Mr. Bateman but I recommend the movie.

...and that's why we don't eat money!

So we had quite the fiasco this weekend. It all began on my birthday last Wednesday, I was washing my face, getting ready for bed when I hear Sophia choking. I run to her and she throws up in my hands (happy birthday to me). I notice that she is playing with some coins from my jewelry box so when I dump the vomit in the toilet I sift through it to see if she dislodged a coin (funny how its not gross when you are a mom). I figure that is what she was choking on so I call my pediatric clinic. They tell me that it happens all the time and that the coin should pass within a week, if it doesn't, to call them and they will do some x-rays. So the next few days go by and I notice that she is a little bit cranky and drooling now and again. I call the clinic again and they tell me not to worry, that she might just be teething and that if she is breathing normally and eating that she is fine. She keeps telling people, "I ate money!" Seth flew home from Chicago on Saturday and on Sunday he made the kids pancakes. Sophia usually downs 6-7 pancakes but on Sunday she barely ate one and then throws up in Seth's hands (happy belated birthday to dad). I come home from a meeting and Seth tells me that he has a feeling the coin is in her throat. After calling my MIL (who is an RN) I give in and take her to the after hours clinic. The doctor doesn't think there is a problem but orders an x-ray just to be safe. Low and behold father does know best.

There is a HUGE coin in her esophagus. The doctor sends me to Primary Children's ER to get it removed. You would think the story ends there-not to spoil the ending but it doesn't end for 12 more hours! As I am sitting in the waiting room to add to the fun some wanna be Paris Hilton mom comes in with her two kids who she thinks have meningitis. She just lets them wander around the waiting room touching and playing with other kids. She tries to put the "cute little masks" on them but they won't keep them on. How silly mom Paris! So because of the reckless germ spreading I keep Sophia snug on my lap. An hour later they call us back to the Radiology lab where they tell me I have 3 options:
1. Keep the coin in her throat. (Who chooses that?)
2. Have a surgeon remove it with a scope.
3. Quickly have the radiologist remove it with some balloon mechanism.
The radiologist tells me that #3 is the best answer. It is quick and easy and it is how everyone does it. He tells me that he has never seen it not work. I choose #3.
They then have me leave the room and papoose Sophia to a mummy board. (Basically they ace bandage her to a board so she can't move). Sophia screams the whole time. I sob the whole time. The radiologist comes out and tells me they weren't successful and walks away.
Next I am taken to an ER room. I talk to the ER doctor who wants to know why I went with the radiologist. I tell him that I have no idea, they just came and got me. Major Drama in the ER. Apparently you never remove foreign objects with that method if they have been in the body for more than 2 days. So I cry because I put my daughter through that for no reason. Sophia in the meantime is in the fetal position in my lap. I then wait another 2 hours for the surgeon to come talk to me. Seth arrives as we are talking to the surgeon. He tells us that it is going to be another 2-3 hours before he can perform the extraction. We wait 2 more hours in the ER. They won't let Sophia eat or drink (because she is getting surgery) and she hasn't eaten since pancakes for breakfast. She is totally dehydrated and pale. I ask the nurse if they can get her hooked up to an IV because I am worried. The nurse says they can't yet. I start crying again and embarrassed I explain that I am crying because she hasn't eaten all day and it is really hard to ignore her cries for water. The nurse tells me, "There are kids in this hospital who have been waiting to eat a lot longer than your little girl." I walk back into our room a total mess. They then move us out of the ER to a regular room. They finally start her IV. She hates the IV experience and Seth tells her-and that's why we don't eat money! She falls asleep crying for water. About 4 hours later they take her into surgery and remove the coin-a nickel. It took about 5 minutes. They take us back the the room and she downs 2 cups of apple juice. We leave 2 hours later. It was such a crazy experience. I am usually a pretty calm person when it comes to things like this but I was a total train wreck. I felt like the care we received at Primary Children's was horrible. We kept the nickel that the surgeon, ironically named Dr. Nichol removed. The experience is still so fresh that I am not laughing about yet but I know later I will. And that's why we don't eat money!

Happy 30th Birthday SETH!!!

Today Seth is 20-10! Hooray! For his birthday he is going to Chicago to see the Cubs and stay with some great friends. He is so amazingly good looking....just keeps getting better and better. Of course he is the most patient human alive to be married to me. I love you!
Ang