Luau!

Last week was one hectic week that I prayed nightly to get through. I never realized how hard moving was because when I first got married, I brought a few things from my bridal shower and a few little possessions that I owned to our first apartment. We have since acquired many many things which i'm grateful for, but my arms are not. Friday I came the point where I was like "mom, my arms can't physically carry one more thing"...even though I was lame and hadn't carried what I thought was my fair share. Thank you to all my neighbors/ward members/family members that helped us get everything transferred. We have decided that once this lease is up next March that we are out of here....we need something bigger!

Also on Saturday, as if we weren't busy enough lol, we had my sister-in-law Fawns birthday Luau! It was so nice to be with family and just relax...do something different. Fawn and her husband are AMAZING barbequers. At 7p.m., Paul (Fawns husband) suprised her with a Napolean Dynamite singing telegram. It was hilarious to watch his dance moves and then cute pregnant Fawn dancing with him. Anyways, Happy Happy birthday Fawn! Below are some fun pictures of the event (courtesy of Natalia, one of my other 8 sisters).

This week is going to be eventful again. Friday night my sister in law Jessica is going to be induced and I should have my first nephew on my side that night! I'm so excited!

Me with my niece Hailey (Fawns baby)

Thats right, David and I are sportin' the coconut shell bra's

Fawn and mom (who refused to wear the coconut shells until we made her put one on :))
Napolean and Fawn

Crafti-ness

I have noticed more recently that my friends and acquaintances are using talents that they have either had for a long time or just acquired to make crafty things. Some husbands are using their tools to make furniture for their baby to be's room, or an entertainment center. Other's have been making pillows for their couches or baby crib bumpers, quilts etc. And as much as I don't like sewing because I have to unpick three times longer than I sew, I decided that I wanted to be crafty too. And I wanted to make my mom proud of me for using the sewing lessons that she had me take as a little girl. So....I decided to make two pillow shams and two pillows for my bed, and I must say they turned out rather well. Thanks mom for cutting them out :)

Here are most of the finished products: (Those of you that sew, don't look with a critical eye ;))

On another note, because we have such a small apartment, we are realizing more and more how much we need to develop our talents or do hobbies that we enjoy outside of our home. If any of you know where to find classes to do things like sports, woodwork, cooking, decorating etc. please let me know. I thought I would try the "get out" magazine published by the city of mesa but it seems as though 75% of all offered classes have a big "cancelled" sign over them due to budget cuts :(

Haircut

This weekend my friend Whitney who graduated a year ago from the Tony and Guy beauty school, is coming down and i'm hopefully going to get my hair cut. I am thinking of something that is just past my shoulders but not sure what I would look best with. If you have any suggestions or pictures please send them to me!! I always have the hardest time deciding what to do with my hair.

Next week is moving week! And with that comes the joy of switching addresses on all of our bills and subscriptions etc. Wish us luck!

On the farm....

Yesterday I got to go with my parents and little brother to the Superstitions spring dairy farm in Mesa. Its located on Haws Rd. and Elliot so not too far away from where we live. As we stepped out of the car I saw a case in the parking lot and too make a long story short, I called the owners mother and the owner called and was so thankful I had found it. Apparently she had just got her phone replaced on Friday so this was a brand new high tech touch tone phone. I did my good deed for the day returning it too her :).

The farm had hundreds of cows and one of the mom's gave birth to her calf about four hours before we arrived and so the baby was brand new and still walking around with wobbly legs. The stench was terrible, not sure if it was the waste "lake" or the smell of the animals. I could hardly stand it. I can handle manuer (sp?) but not this smell. My mom who grew up on a farm just laughed and said "your such a city girl"... I agree, I couldn't handle living on a farm-a quick visit to one every now and then is more than enough for me!

I also got to see a cotton gin work, seperating seeds from the rest of the cotton. And upon my brothers insistance, we rode the hay ride twice with him and my dad another one on top of that. Makes me appreciate just how much effort goes into putting milk, butter, cheese and ice cream on our shelves.

Just a quick update..I saw the doctor this last week and at the visit my blood pressure was still in the 160 range so I started meds (against my wanting to) on Friday. He said there is a chance if I lose about ten pounds and move (which living in this smoke filled apartment is probably whats causing my huge stress and blood pressure) that I can check my b/p without the medication and see if I have gone back to normal. Keep praying that this happens because I want to be healthy and this medication (nor any other b/p meds) are safe to take while pregnant.

We think we have found another apartment in our complex where we can move to in the next few weeks so thats what I think we will be doing. I have been doing lots of thinking about the song Josh Groban sings...here are some of the lyrics:

Some days we forget to look around us.

Some days we can't see the joy that surrounds us.

So caught up inside ourselves.

We take when we should give

So for tonight we pray for

What we know can be

And on this day we hope for

What we still can't see

It's up to us to be the change

And even though we all can still do more

There's so much to be thankful for

Look beyond ourselves, there's so much sorrow
It's way too late to say,
I'll cry tomorrow

Each of us must find our truth

We're so long overdue

Just a lot to think about...are we thankful for what we have? Are we serving others? Anyways...here are some pictures from yesterday, hope you enjoy :)

Pee-ew! These cows stink!

Hay Ride!

The cotton Gin: (me holding the cotton leftover)

Sunday Lunch

So what do you do on a Sunday without grocery shopping in a week and having a bunch of random things-make pizza! I used my wonderful bosch to make pizza dough, threw on a few toppings and walah! The dough is so incredibly easy to make and it only takes 8 minutes to cook! Here is a picture of my creation (we were too hungry to take a picture when the pizza was still on the pan, so here is our leftovers for tomorrows lunch)

Yesterday David and I went to help Ryan and Sarah load furniture and boxes into their moving van. This is my husbands brother and sister in law. Moving from Queen Creek to Gilbert which we are so excited about because this means we will be able to hang out with them more since they will be so much closer.

I inherited some sort of nasty cold from my therapy kids again! Boy, now I understand why some teacher was desperate to create that Airborne stuff. Therapy is going really well...i've seen a lot of kids make great progress this week on their speech and language goals. To add to my health stories, I took my blood pressure again on Friday and it said 178/123 so after lots of tears (thats a DANGEROUSLY high number) I called my doctor and I have an appointment for this Wednesday to figure out if I need to be put on medication. I don't understand what is going on with me. I am a healthy 22 year old girl---what changed in the last two months since my last doctor visit that caused my spike in blood pressure? On Friday after the test I started seriously thinking about what would happen if for some reason I did have a heart attack or stroke (so young to be thinking about stuff like that, but I did). I think thats what caused me to cry so much is thinking about the damage that could cause me and what if I was seperated from my husband (i.e. no longer living). I don't think I could sit and watch him from the other side, even in heaven, alone and waiting for me, or getting happily remarried...it would break my heart. *Sigh* I am going to get a priesthood blessing and just pray that whatever I have is very minor.