I love my husband

To get to the core-I auditioned for a musical, "OLIVER!" at the Scera and they were in need of more men and my husband volunteered. You can imagine the directors joy to have a man recruited that was older than 16. The show opens on Friday and it has been so much fun! I am so proud of Seth for trying something new. It has been really fun to go to rehearsals together and hang out. The funniest part is that Seth is really good. The choreographer is one of my friends and he keeps telling me how great Seth is doing (no, the choreographer is not gay). Speaking of "gay" the best moment in this whole process was when Seth made a "gay" joke. Let's just say it didn't get the best response. Otherwise Seth is probably everyone's favorite person in the show and has stolen my usual "popular" thunder, but I think I'll live. Basically, this is what I love about my husband. He does what he wants and doesn't care about what people think. He also makes me mad because he is good at everything he tries. I would love to see what would happen if I played on a softball team with him.

Exercise

So, I am going to be completely honest in this post and admit that I have never really "exercised". In high school I somehow managed to get my chiropractor to write a note that got me out of PE. I know, pathetic. I have always felt blessed to have good genes. Not anymore! After having my third baby, Sophia, a year and a half ago I thought I had the world on a string. I had only gained 17 pounds that pregnancy. I was so excited after I came home from the hospital to see my weigh in. I was surprised to discover that I had only lost 7 pounds. What the hell? My baby weighed 7'6 and doesn't the placenta and water count for something? Basically I came home gaining 6 oz. No biggie, I thought, nursing will make it all go away. NOT TRUE!!! I didn't lose a pound nursing and now six months after stopping to nurse I am still 10 pounds behind. A lot of people say that 10 pounds is not a big deal, but when you are 5'2 it is a huge deal! I am getting payback for the non-use of my body. So I now publicly vow that I will exercise everyday from now on. Whether it is just going on a walk or going for a run I am going to do it.

(I have to note that Seth and I have been glued to the T.V. watching our new favorite Lost and watching all of the "fit" actors has kind of brought this on.)

My Celebrity Look-alikes

My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com. Get one for yourself.

Knocked Up Trailer

This looks pretty funny. "I'm constipated, do you still want to?" (HAHAHAHAHA) That's comedy.

Demetri Martin Person. 1/5

MY NEW FAVORITE

J-Hud

Dear Jennifer Hudson,
I would first like to congratulate you on your recent Golden Globe Award and your Oscar Nomination. Congratulations! Like your character in the movie you have come from behind to upstage the film. Although I haven't seen it I have only heard rave reviews and praise for your tear-jerking performance. That being said I want to give you some advice. Stop knocking American Idol. We all know that you were kicked off and that Simon told you that you would never go far. Simon can be rude and harsh but I am here to tell you that I agree with him. Let's look at the facts: You are now receiving acclamation for an "acting" role. Sure you sang an amazing ballad that Rosie gave a standing ovation to but that my friend does not make you an "American Idol". I would never buy a Jennifer Hudson album and neither would the rest of the world. Your character, Effie, in Dreamgirls is the classic underdog-of course everyone loves your performance-the message of Dreamgirls would be ruined if we walked away glad that Beyonce one-uped you in our hearts. So Miss Hudson, Congrats. Enjoy this moment, stop trashing Simon, because he is ALWAYS right, don't burn your bridges now.
Angie

Yum

Yesterday Seth was babysitting* the kids. He was in the basement and came upstairs to the kitchen and found Carson and his friend Isaac eating. "What are you guys eating?" he asked.
"Ice cream and chicken nuggets", Carson and friend happily replied.
Seth then turned on the lights to discover that they had dished up their own ice cream and in their little hands like candy bars were frozen breaded RAW chicken. They were just nibbling away. Seth then called me and I called poison control and they gave me the low down that it was probably okay because the chicken was most likely extremely processed.
We made it through the night without vomiting so Carson should be okay-but I am not okay. Are you kidding me? RAW FROZEN CHICKEN?!?!? Two of those words are disgusting alone but all together they group one of the most disgusting combos I have ever heard of. Seth saved the chicken for me to look at and it seriously looked like some deprived rodent broke into the freezer and started biting away at the first item of food available. I think of that scenario mainly because what other than a rodent would do such a thing? This experience will stand alone as probably the most disgusting display I can think of. Just the thought of biting through the breaded frozen tundra makes me want to vomit. I just hope this isn't a reflection of my cooking....

*I love how we call it "babysitting" when Seth is with the kids. That needs to change.

Mac Photo Booth

We are obsessed with our iMac Photo Booth. As embarrassing as it is to admit it: IT IS SO MUCH FUN!!! We are constantly taking crazy pictures and feels just like being at Kmart photo booth minus the 1$ price and the smell. My son Carson has taken it to a new level. I will open it up and he will have taken hundreds of pictures of himself. Serious poses, candids, monster faces-you name it. It is the most used application on the computer. Go apple!

My Present

I would just like to give a shout out to SNL for giving my husband such a creative idea for my Christmas Present. That's right folks, he followed the advice of Ryan Sandburg and Justin Timberlake. If you haven't seen the video clip-just go to youtube. You will find it and even if you don't want to admit it you will think it is funny. Thank you babe that was thoughtful.
Ang

Vote

This is our family Christmas Picture. I can't decide. Tell me your favorite.

Kite Runner

So I know that I am probably one of the last people on earth to read this book but I just finished and I am completely "haunted" by it. WOW. In California I started a book club with some friends and forced them to choose this book as the first. We then moved and I didn't really pick it up until the other day. Since I declared a readathon and drove Seth nuts by doing my usual OCD reading routine. That's the problem for me and books, I can't seem to put them down, I just want to finish. I get obsessed with finishing and talking about the book. So much so that I drive people crazy. Anyway....I am an emotional person but not with books. I am pretty good at detaching myself from the characters and I rarely cry. I think the last book I cried was "Where the Red Fern Grows" but I was 8 and those were different times. This book however made me stop and sob several times. I don't want to go into details because I want a certain member of my family to read the book but each "sad part" (for lack of better words) hurt me on a different level. At the end I wanted to call Mrs. Bestor and ask if I could write a book report just for fun. Great book, EVERYONE should read it.

Post Script: When I reread my post I couldn't read "just for fun" without the Nacho Libre accent. (Thanks honey)
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Motherboy

I love the show Arrested Development, may it RIP. One of my favorite episodes is called "Motherboy". I laughed in disgust and disbelief as I watched the silly antics of Buster and his mother's relationship. My son Carson is now 4 years old and although I laughed and made fun of their relationship I now find myself having a similar relationship with Carson (minus the zip up). I am obsessed with Carson! I love all three of my children equally but Carson has a very special place in my heart and I think it is because he is my Motherboy. My mom always favored my brother Sam but I now realize that it is because he is her motherboy. Thus there is a new word out there friends-"Motherboy" a new term meaning "favorite son".

Halloween Drugs

So we enjoyed a great Halloween the other day but now my kids are acting like drug addicts. All they can think about is candy!!! I always thought my mom lacked so much holiday spirit because she hated Halloween but now I know why!! Even little Sophie freaks out when she sees the bright orange trick-or-treat bucket. We have to hide the candy and they use all these tricky tactics to get us to tell them where the buckets are. I just took away a sucker from Sophie and she is laying on the ground screaming as if I took away her life force. Carson went to a Halloween party last weekend and the next day at church we look over and he is going to town eating all this candy he stuffed in his pockets. Isabella and her friends have to get their stashes when they play with each other....I am at the point where I just want to surrender the candy and make them eat it until the vomit. That is good parenting.

Bangs

My husband and I rarely fight about things. It is a nice blessing. We agree on most movies, politics, music...but there is a major source of contention in our relationship-bangs. Seth HATES my bangs. When I first cut them he told me, "If we weren't married and just dating I would break up with you because I hate your bangs." I am sorry honey but the 80's are back and bangs are big. We haven't even scratched the surface of how big and crazy things are going to get.

Decisions

This is going to be a more serious post. Details aside, my husband and I have been making a lot of "big decisions" lately. I shouldn't say "making" them but pondering different choices, life paths, ect. It has made me realize that I hate being a grown-up. I hate thinking about real life scenarios and playing out in my mind what may happen with a certain choice or what won't happen. Basically a year ago next week my husband walked out of a recruitment interview glowing. He actually ended up at the meeting by accident. He had signed up to go but didn't want cancel last minute so he gave it a chance. What had happened as a mistake ended up becoming our choice. It was against any planning we had originally had but it felt right. We were reassured that we would be taken care of but now with the market downturn here in Southern California we find ourselves yet again looking for what direction we should take. We have done all the things we usually do when we make decisions but we don't feel specific about anything. It has all made us wonder why we came out here. We LOVE Orange County and our friends here but is that enough to stay? I am not looking for answers just venting that we may never know why things happen or why our decisions that seemed so right blow up in our faces. It is official now after reading my post that I am Debbie the Downer but I wish my choices now were which flavor of ice cream I wanted at the BYU creamery.

Words that are out of style

I just thought I would list a few words that are out of style. It is my goal to use these words as often as possible to see if I am a trend setter. Add to the list if you desire:
1.Fine. "Brad Pitt is so fine!"
2.Boss. "That motorcycle is boss."
3.The Bomb. "BYU is the bomb."
4.Check ya. "Check ya later."
5.Out. "Come on Seth, we're out." (As in "let's leave")
6.Peeps. "I totally know her, she is one of my peeps."
7."Let's roll". "Get the keys, let's roll on outta here."
8."Gag me with a spoon"
9."You got it dude". (It just isn't funny anymore, making fun of those Olsen gals).
10."Cut it out" (with actions)

So the last two are totally Full House knock offs. I have come to realize that Full House has gone full circle. It was funny to say those phrases to make fun of the show but now it is played out. Anyway, I'm out. Check ya later peeps.


One more thing, I officially deem, "Stop this rhyming now I mean it, anybody want a peanut" lame and out of style. It is not funny anymore.

Fun at the Spectrum

Sophie is a little Diva. I went to get her pictures taken today and she wouldn't smile for any of them. I left without buying one single picture. We played in the fountain and there were plenty of smiles. I am so excited too because right behind these fountains they are putting in H & M.

The Mini Van Debate

Yes, I am sure there are a million posts that are dedicated to the mini van but I have such a strong opinion on the matter that I thought it was time to let my voice be heard. A few years ago I would be that girl in the Chuck E. Cheese parking lot telling all her other mom friends that she wouldn't be caught dead in a mini van. "Only a SUV for me thank you," I would say and laugh as I watched some other mom pack her kids in her Toyota Sienna. I learned my lesson the hard way. When Seth and I found out we were expecting our third baby we realized that the Mazda 626 just wouldn't cut it. A full row of carseats just wouldn't work so we started looking around for our SUV. We finally settled on a Durango. It was a great SUV. It was a limited edition R/T engine. (I have no idea for what that means but I think it means that the vehicle had balls, big ones.) The first few days I loved driving around looking all cool in my big SUV. Nevermind that I had to use a freaking step stool to get in I was enjoying my youth with 2 1/2 kids in tow. I looked so cool, or did I? A couple weeks and $250 in gas later I hit a huge realization. I was not cool anymore. This car was never going to drive into the OHS parking lot. It was never going to cruise main in Spanish Fork. This Dodge Durango was only going to see days full of dropping kids off, trips to the park, the occasional diaper change in the car and maybe even a little vomit after a long road trip to grandma's house. Besides the gas factor it was a pain in the butt to buckle the kids in their carseats and it had NO cargo space with the third row up. Once you have 2+ kids no one says things like, "Look at that really cool mom, she drives a Tahoe" or "Look at that really lame mom, she drives a Ford Windstar." With this sudden light bulb Seth and I decided to trade in the Durango and get a Mazda MPV. I love it. I have never been happier with any other vehicle. It gets good gas mileage, it is easy to drive, the kids are comfortable...the list goes on and on.

"You've got your hands full"

I have 3 kids under the age of 6. Not that strange in Utah but here in California I am somewhat of a novelty. Everywhere I go I get comments. We attract a lot of attention because a)my children are gorgeous and b)I am gorgeous and finally c)my kids can be kind of crazy. I really don't go anywhere with all three in tow. I usually save errands for when my husband is home or just take the younger two when big sister is in school. I don't mind the attention until I get my the phrase, "You've got your hands full". What the hell is that supposed to mean? I guarantee I hear this every single time I have my kids with me at least once. The next time I hear I think I am going to go crazy and just rip one back like, "You have your hands empty! You chose not to have any kids and you will die alone." or "Too bad your puppy that is dressed like a human isn't a human and you are crazy". (I will add a few colorful profanities in-between these comebacks.) Moral of this story: Don't ever say "You've got your hands full" to anyone because it might be me and you will get a nasty comeback. Besides its not even good grammar.