High School

I wasn’t tagged, but I got this from Amy’s blog and I’ve been thinking a lot about high school ever since women’s conference, so I thought I’d do it too.

1. Did you date someone from your High School? You would think this would be a simple yes or no answer, and technically yes I did, but I don’t think we ever called it “dating”, or called each other boyfriend/girlfriend. Silly how you think that makes a difference doesn’t it? Anyway, I learned a whole bunch about myself through this experience. Learning it actually took a good long time, but there you go…I was never the quickest person around.

2. What kind of car did you drive? Umm…I went to school with my mom, or I hitched a ride with my friends who had cars. Sue’s yellow bug, Michelle’s blue Nissan, Julena’s mini-van (rock on), Liz & Emily’s car, James’ truck, Matt’s car…etc. I was really good at bumming a ride off people.

3. What was the most embarrassing moment of High School for you? You know…I can’t think of one. That’s kind of sad and pathetic. I’m sure there were plenty. They must have been so bad I’ve blocked them out.

4. Were you a party animal? Hahahaha…ummm, no.

5. Were you considered a flirt? I believe I was once told that I “flirted with anything male that moved.” Ouch. Ya, still can’t figure that one out. I thought I was just being friendly, but apparently not. Flirting remains a mystery to me still.

6. Were you in Band, Orchestra, or Choir? Choir.

7. Were you a nerd? Ya, weren’t you? I was totally a nerd, and proud of it.

8. Were you on any Varsity teams? Nope…let’s just say I’m athletically challenged.

9. Did you ever get suspended/expelled? Goodness no. I was a goody-two shoes/teacher’s pet. Except for Ms. Carlile…she didn’t like me, I was a terror for her. Ehh, what can you do?

10. Can you still sing the fight song? I thought I could, but I’m drawing a blank. I need a tune…but one line went “wasps pep nere lack” ya, it’s a little hard to say.

11. Who were your favorite teachers? Ms. Turnblom…let’s see, what did she teach? 10th grade honors English, and I guess the only other classes I had from her were Encore my 11th and 12th grade years. She was truly awesome, and one of those teachers that change your life. Hmmm, I also enjoyed Mr. Felsch who taught honor’s biology…boy, was that my freshman year? I think so..and Mrs. Southerlin who taught AP English. I don’t know that I would say she was my favorite…but she was a good teacher and I did like/learn a lot from her.

12. Where did you sit during lunch? My senior year I ate where all the cool kids ate…in the chemistry room of course. Looking back that might not have been the most hygienic thing to do.

13. What was your school's full name? Wasatch High School.

14. School mascot? Wasp. Don’t knock it, have you ever been bit by one, or chased by one? Hey, it will get you running.

15. Did you go to Homecoming? Yep. Junior year I went with Matt, and I think Senior year I was at a drama competition so all of us had homecoming there (theater people, it was weird, don’t ask…fun, but weird).

16. If you could go back and do it again, would you? Interesting…no, I don’t think so. Do I have my regrets? Yes. But like I said earlier, I learned a lot from them, and I’m still learning from them. I would have changed some things had I known what I know now, but I really don’t think I’d do it again.

17. What do you remember about Graduation Day? We held graduation outside, and it had to be finished before the Middle School got out mid-day, so at least it wasn’t a three hour production in a hot stuffy gym.

18. Where did you go Senior Skip Day? The school “senior sluff day” was organized by the school and we went to Lagoon.

19. Were you in any clubs? Yep, lots of them.

20. Have you gained some weight since then? Hahahaha…yep. But considering I’m pregnant with my third kid right now, we are going to ignore this question.

21. Who was your Prom Date? My Junior year it was Michel Knight, and my senior year it was Robert Lacey.

22. 10 year Reunion? Are you planning on going? If I get invited and if I’m closer than I am currently living. I didn’t get invited to my 5th year, and I’ll admit, I’m a little bitter…it’s not like I’m hard to find. My mom and dad haven’t moved and my mom still sees most people at her job. Granted, I couldn’t have gone anyway, but still….And as unfair as it is, Michel, I blame you for not getting me an invite. J

23. Looking back, what advice would you give yourself? Stop being so self-absorbed. You had good friends who could have used a good friend back your senior year if you weren’t so focused on yourself. You probably would have saved yourself a lot of heartache too.

As for tagging someone, if you went to my high school and you read my blog, consider yourself tagged.

First Day of School

I was waiting on this post to put pictures up, but blogger hate me right now, or my slow connection, so no pictures. And if your wondering why I'm posting this at 4:30 in the morning, I'd love to know to. I can't sleep because I'm sick and so I figured instead of keeping Dan up I might as well get up and do something. Something productive? No, I'm looking at blogs...but I'm not wearing my glasses and can't see a thing...sigh.
Two Mondays ago was Kember's first day of school, and boy was she excited. No tears, no "mom stay with me", no nothing. I will admit to missing her and even wondering if she was okay. Dan kept looking at me funny and telling me she was fine (he gets weirded out when any type of "Mother Tenderness" shows up because it just isn't common). She did really well, and I wish I could tell you what she did, but I have no idea because if you ask her she just says that she "played with my friends". Well, at least she's making friends. What are their names? Who knows...I don't think Kember does. Wouldn't it be great if we were all like that? Not picky at all, just play with anyone.
The next day she rode the bus for the first time. I was really worried about this and not sure how she would do, but she charged right on even before the other kids got off (she's in the afternoon session). Dan had to physically remove her and tell her to wait her turn. Again, no "mom come with me", no tears, no hesitation. She just hopped right on and asked the bus attendant where her seat was. It's really cute, they have booster seat thingys and five point harnesses.
She gets really tired since school is during when she used to nap, but I think this is going to work out really well for our family. Here are some pictures of her first two days.

Labor Day

Unfortunately "Labor Day" does not refer to me having this little man...sigh...I still have months left. However, on the bright side, I'm not really ready for him to come right now anyway! I'm done being pregnant, but not so ready for the third. Yes, that was all random, and has nothing to do with this post, but I'm sure it adds a bit of flavor.

Dan has two weeks off rotations, but it starts tomorrow. It was supposed to start today, but with the holiday they don't change anything. It worked out well though, we were still able to have family time today. I have no idea what time Dan had to leave this morning to do whatever he has to do at the Vet school...I'm not even sure when Kember got up. I got out of bed at 8:18 and it was marvelous. No, I wasn't sleeping till then. Sleep is kind of hard when a 3 year old is constantly talking or jumping on you. But, I persisted until the above mentioned time. Dan came home not too long after that and we all got ready for our picnic. For some reason Kember thought we were having a party. Sure, why not call it that? We decided to go out to Kamiack (spelled wrong, but what can you do?) Butte and do a little hike and then eat. It was a lot of fun, and very pretty. The weather was great (if you like Fall weather, and that's Dan's favorite), and we got some good pictures, so here they are for your viewing enjoyment.

The stick that Caden is holding was not relinquished easily. In fact he had it the whole hike. The only time he gave it up was when we started to eat. For some reason he reminds me of his dad...:)

Not only do I have goofy kids (cute...but goofy...not to mention clumsy, but that's another post) but I have a goofy husband as well (cute, but goofy).Did I mention that Dan put all this together? He got everyone moving (a difficult task in my house), got the kids dressed, made the sandwiches, and loaded everyone up in the car. Yeah, he's great, I know.

Headaches

I felt like I was getting a little sick on Thursday night, but just passed it off on exhaustion. However, sleep did not come at all that night because of a headache. I'm not one that normally takes medication for headaches (not sure why...but I don't), but when 5:30 rolled around and I still was awake and in pain I made Dan get up and find me some (I know, wasn't it nice that I made Dan do it, but in my defense, his alarm had just gone off so he was awake...sort of). Anyway, the IBprofin did nothing what-so-ever, and all day the headache got worse and worse. I finally got a little worried about it and called my doctor to see if it was normal, or if I could take something different for it. Turns out I'm not supposed to take IBprofin while pregnant...oops. Tylenol is supposedly what you can take. Yikes...good thing I don't take medication often. Anyway, Dan came home from school earlier than normal because I started crying on the phone on him. He took the kids and I tried to sleep. Oh, it turns out the doctor said I had a tension headache, and I would just like to say, "If this is anything at all similar to those headaches you get if they mess up your epidural, I am so sorry for all of you who have ever experienced that." My poor kids were neglected while I tried not to move my head at all. Anyway, Dan is amazing and the kids were understanding. Kember kept trying to help with my ice (veggie) pack and heating (rice) bag. It hurt more to have her help, but she did try! :)
Kember also met with her teacher yesterday. We are both very excited that she is going to school, and meeting the teacher Kember kept showing off. It was really cute.

Nesting

What an odd word, and what an odder sensation it is to actually be experiencing it. I know, I’m on my third pregnancy, but I didn’t come anywhere near “nesting” with the other two. I never thought I would either. Well, come it has. I also thought that if I ever did nest it would be the last couple weeks of my pregnancy. No, this isn’t the case either. I’ve been nesting for months. Dan doesn’t know what to do with me. It’s so odd and different from usual (which is a sad commentary on my regular housekeeping skills) he just shakes his head and tries to stay out of my way. You see, I get rather testy about it too. If anyone (in other words, Dan) says anything or doesn’t clean up after themselves they had better watch out! On our last little trip I couldn’t handle the car ride. Not because I was 6 ½ months pregnant, but because our car was a disaster. Every time we would stop I would have to clean out the car. When we dropped our kids off at Dan’s parents house Dan wanted to take off right, but I wouldn’t let him until I’d cleaned out the car. Any time we pulled into a hotel, Dan would get the luggage, I would clean out the car. I wonder how long this is going to last. Does it end when I have the baby because I’ll be too tired to carry on and have three little ones about? Now granted…if you were to stop by right now I’m sure you wouldn’t think I was nesting (little people follow after me and undo everything I’ve done), but nesting I am, and an odder sensation I haven’t experienced. I even want to pack. Granted, we aren’t moving anywhere until May of ’09, and even that isn’t set in stone (far from it actually….Dan needs to find a job first). But I still want to throw everything away and put what’s left in boxes. Is this normal? My organizational skills were never very good, but I have a hankering to organize everything and it drives me batty that I don’t know the best way to do it; especially the kids’ room with all their toys. My next organizational project is probably going to be our hall closet…this has been a disaster since we moved it, but I’m really getting excited about throwing everything out. Wahoo!

In other news, we actually went on a date last night. I know, amazing. Our good friends the Morley's watched our kids for us (thanks so much!!!) so we could get out and about.

Oh the TERROR of it all

This is going to be a quickie because I escaped for just a short time and the library is going to close soon. Also, no pictures (sigh...some day I will post pictures again).
Kember is starting school in September. She is very excited about this (we will see how excited she is when it actually rolls around), and is constantly telling anyone who will listen that she is going to school in september and gets to ride the bus all by herself (again, we will see if she actually will, but she's excited for now). I'm excited for her. I think it will be a great experience and give me a little break from three kids. Anyway, to go to school everything needed to be up-to-date...like doctors appointments, immunizations, and dentists. Everything was right on schedule...except the dentist. Well, I called and got her an appointment and I thought "No problem." See, Kember normally does really well at new things. Apparently the Dentist is the exception. Holy cow. She cried/screamed for 45 minutes. She clung on to me sooo tight I couldn't breath. Caden thought the whole thing was really cool, but I couldn't really chase him down while I had an attachment of Kember on me. All the Dentist wanted to do was count her teeth. We had even practiced the day before and talked about it, read books, etc. After he got her teeth counted (20, just incase you were wondering) and left she calmed down a little (he must have scared her) the nurse/hygenist was able to apply floride and do the air thing in her mouth. Boy, it was quite the process and completely wore me out. But she loved the little bag of stuff they gave her afterwards. Needless to say, I'm not looking forward to going back in 6 months, and I think we are going to find another dentist that has a more kid friendly office. I might even try going with a friend so Kember can watch. Who knows....I might just put it off and wait until she's older...yep, that's good parenting for you!
Oh, and speaking of terrors, I had a doctor appointment today and had to do the diabetes test...yuck. The nasty orange drink is still nasty, but at least this one wasn't carbonated. It definitely makes it easier to chug if you don't have fizzy bubbles burning your throat.
I think we are finally over the "sick" phase of ... whatever phase we were in. After both kids had high fevers and threw-up all over we are good to go. Our van is still dead (oops..that's my fault), so I'm taking Dan to school in the mornings. It's a little early for me, but since we aren't locking Kember in her room at night anymore (night time potty training has begun...speaking of terrors) she is able to get out and about around 6ish...oh happy happy day. I love child proof locks, and am definitely going to miss that option.

Salute

This is a random blog (see my blog title if you are expecting something different) all about how grateful I am to have a GPS. Our trip to California would have been difficult and extremely frustrating if we didn't have this little beauty. If you are directionally challenged I highly recommend getting one. Actually, even if you aren't directionally challenged they are still wonderful things. Dan is really good at directions, but even he loves this little beauty. It's kind of fun to see how many miles you have left to go, what your estimated arrival time it, and it is great fun to see that time get less and less (although, really frustrating to see the minutes go up if you're stuck in traffic or make a pit stop or something). There is the slight problem, that with the GPS, I don't really pay attention to where I've turned or how I got there...and if the GPS doesn't work on the way back, well, you're stuck. Anyway, they are wonderful little things and they give me a lot more confidence when I drive. We still use maps (I must be a visual person). I like to see where I am in the "grand" scheme of things, and the GPS (ours anyway) doesn't show you that. Anyway, on a list of the greatest inventions ever made...GPS would be up close to the top on mine. That may be pretty sad, but I love it.