Garden Flop

Yep, they're dead already.

New Job

My sweet hubby is loving his new job. It keeps him busy and he likes that. He says that there is something new every day and he doesn’t have to sit at a desk all day. His official job title is GSC Bar Analyst which is basically a financial analyst. He over sees accountants in different countries!! Crazy huh? He is living the high life with a big office on the 13^th floor woowee! I can’t even go visit him. Too much security. Maybe I’ll send the camera with him so he can take pictures! Some day I’ll get up enough guts to drive down town to go to lunch with him. Someday. M got lost going to and from work about every day for a full week. If he can get lost then I don’t know what would happen to me! Well, I just thought y’all would like to know a little bit about M’s new job. He would love a call from you friends and family. Oh, J is just now smiling in his sleep – priceless!!

Cake and my Dad

It is my dad’s birthday today. C made a cake for him; it has a lot of princess Cinderella sprinkles on it; just what every papa wants. I hope he has a lot of fun on his special day. C wanted to bring the cake to him, but I told her that it was too far away. She was sad for a while until she realized that she could eat the cake instead of give it away. Sorry Dad. We fed the missionaries last night so I decorated the other part of the cake with the words: Let us all press on. Ya, pretty tacky, but it helped C learn about giving and sharing. The missionaries felt special. I hope my dad knows we are thinking of him even though we are far away. Happy 42^nd!

Perfect Night

Last night J ate at 8:00 p.m. and then I gave him a little snack at 10 to put him to sleep. He then slept until 5:00 a.m. Yea! Wait, there is more. C woke up with a dry bed and went potty on her own at 5:00 a.m. I am so grateful for a good nights sleep. It makes all the difference. We went outside today to clean the highchair and car seat. Oh it is beautiful weather. Couldn’t ask for a nicer day. My favorite forecast; sunny, a little breezy in the mid 70’s! I need to remember these days when it gets miserable in the summer. Wish you were all here to enjoy it with us.

For family home evening we planted tomatoes in buckets. It is my first attempt at gardening! I hope all goes well. If any of you have advice on growing them please share! C asks if we can go see the “matoes” every few hours. Aside from getting her hands dirty she loved this project and I think it will be great for her (and me).

House

Well I am buying my first home!!!!! It feels a bit weird. I thought I would be excited about it, but I just feel stressed. I had a few bad experiences so far. Our loan officer was very scatterbrain and didn’t explain things well. We would ask her about different loan options and she would say that the computer brings up the best option for us automatically. I don’t think so!! She would hide the truth and cover up things she didn’t know to make it look like she did know or the information wasn’t important! Marty and I were very frustrated. We finally decided to get someone else when she sent us the papers for us to sign and the loan amounts, down payment, and personal information was wrong! We found a better interest rate and so we went with a different bank. The day after we changed banks she called and I told her that we were switching. She got upset and said that we should have told her earlier. She was mumbling mad words as she hung up on me. The next day I was at playgroup and received a call from her on the cell. She proceeded to tell me that there is an appraisal charge on her account and we needed to “buck up” and pay for it. Since we never signed anything and she went ahead and ordered the appraisal, she had to pay for it, some $300+. She was mad on the phone. She insulted us and tried to give me a guilt trip. “I have 3 kids, I came on a Saturday to meet with you”, etc. She even personally attacked M and then she told me that she wouldn’t talk to him. I think she was afraid that he would tell her off. Anyway, after the conversation ended I started to cry. It was so overwhelming to be yelled at and insulted and blamed for not choosing to bank with them. I don’t know why they hired her. You would think they want someone who focuses mainly on costumer service because we will be paying them thousands and thousands of dollars!!!! What ever. M called her boss and reported the behavior.

So now that we are moving forward in a positive direction, I can be excited about moving in. No more dog poop on our lawn, no more alarm clocks going off and waking my children at 6:00 a.m., and no more moving for a few years, yea! So here is our house, our first house! Please come and visit if you can. There are cheap cruises from here! No, the furniture in the pictures isn’t ours.

Word of Wisdom

M and I spoke on the Word of Wisdom last Sunday. M did a wonderful job, I had wonderful thoughts, but it all came out scatterbrainish. Anyway, we are new in the ward and don’t know a huge amount of people so when we got there early to find someone to watch our kids we had to just pick someone and hope they would be fine watching our kids. I was in the mothers lounge nursing J so M took C and dropped her off with a nice looking family. Come to find out she has 6 kids of her own! So I tell M we should find someone else to watch J. M picks this lady and after she already answered yes he noticed that she smelled like smoke! Ha, that would normally be fine – she seemed like a very kind woman, but we were speaking on the Word of Wisdom! http://scriptures.lds.org/en/dc/89 No drinking, smoking, tea, coffee etc. What are we to do now? Oh well, it was awkward for a moment and then it was funny. Although, it was a bit embarrassing carring around a baby that smelled of smoke. I got some funny looks. I ended up taking off his shirt that was carrying most of the smell, so he just had a onesie on the rest of Sunday. Just thought I would share.

Be Mine, Valentine!

Our Valentine’s Day went well. C, J and I went to the ward playgroup and decorated cookies! C wanted to dump the sprinkles on everyone’s cookies for them. It was hard trying to convince her that the other kids wanted to do it themselves. C and I were up early in the morning cutting and pasting away at some homemade valentines since I forgot that we would be at playgroup on this holiday. She loved passing them out. She is such a sweet girl. J was pleasant as always. I held a 5 week old baby and J at the same time for half the time there. There is a woman who has 3 kids under 4. Ya, she had a nanny there and still needed a hand. So I held the sweet little girl. I got pics of just a few of the infants at playgroup. There were a lot of kids there that day. They just all happened to be boys. J is so handsome, just like his father.

C gave her daddy a homemade Valentine card and she practiced hard at “I’m so glad when Daddy comes home” and sang it for him when he got home. The picture is C coloring the card she was making for Daddy, but she can’t resist sliding the crayons between her toes for storage. What a goof ball. She also picked out some candy for him. Skittles, yum! He took them to work. Smart man. M gave me a beautiful bouquet of pink roses and they are gorgeous. He must love me.

We also recieved some Valentines from distant loved ones. You know who you are - Thank you, she loved them.

Blessing Day

Back in December M and I truly enjoyed J’s blessing day. We were lucky enough to have G&G A come to see us during this special event. We loved having someone come visit us. Since we were so far away, it meant a lot to us. J smiled for us and was a good boy all day. I couldn’t have asked for more. We had a fun get together afterwards to say good bye to a few close friends. I really wanted everyone to know how much I had appreciated their friendship during these hard months of schooling. We miss them terribly, but hope that their lives will be fulfilling and dedicated to Christ where ever they may be.

M gave a beautiful blessing to J. GA brought J a handsome white suit. He looks so dashing. It was such a special day for me.