Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Water Additives

I've been thinking about what they put in our water, and not because I believe fluoride in the water is a communist plot to control our minds. No, it's because a) Sabrina takes fluoride now because the denizens of Weber County DO believe fluoride in the water is a communist plot to control our minds, and b) I"m convinced Weber County puts an additive in the water. Chemo. I'm pretty sure. It's to keep us from getting cancer, I know, but it also makes my hair fall out. I'm sure it has nothing to do with being postpartum. My vacuum: full of hair. My laundry: ditto. My shower. My sink. My bathroom. Hair. Gross.

Thursday, January 13, 2011


Both my kids sing. Sasha's singing is more aaaAAAAA. aAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEaaaaa. These are also the noises Sabrina makes when asks "What do babies say?" Sabrina is a little more conventional. The other day she was singing, "and HEEEE has sent me here. Santa Claus is coming to town." I guess God=Christmas=Santa. Makes sense, I think.

Sabrina is also taking a speech leap. She can tell whole stories. A couple of days ago she called "Team Umizoomi" on her "phone," which was actually a folded piece of cardboard. She explained to the Team that the baby's binki was missing, and to get in the Umicar to come find it. Umizoomi, if you didn't know, is a kid's show that's all about numbers, and usually the Umis are called to find or get something. In the Sabrina epidsode, it was Sasha's binki. First it was sounds, then words, then sentences, now whole paragraphs. She'll crank out a thesis sentence any day now.

Monday, January 10, 2011


It's official. My rib is broken. At least, it's as official as it can get without x-rays and with the only doctor to look at it an oncologist who is my mom, who said after feeling it, "yup, it looks broken." After all, Mom is a doctor of internal medicine, and what is more internal than a rib? If your ribs are external, you don't need a doctor to tell you they're broken. It happened while playing indoor soccer, and the guy I collided with was at least twice my size, and the collision was my fault. I. Am. Awesome.

Friday, January 7, 2011

New Year's Resolutions

It's been awhile. I really didn't know having two kids could make me such a lazy bum! Also, I think I cracked a rib at indoor soccer on Tuesday, but that's just a recent reason to lie on the couch and read my new Kindle. Which is awesome. Am I stream-of-consciousnessing?

So, here's my new year's resolution: to create the House of God described in the D&C. I'm taking one part of the scripture each month and focusing on that. This month I'm working on creating a house of order. So, here are my weekly goals. 1. Clean out the garage (at least to the point Zane can park in it). Percent complete: 75. 2. Clean out car and keep it clean. Percent complete: 75. 3. Clean up downstairs. Percent complete: 25 (although I may need to buy more shelves to really get this goal done). 4. Sell nice but surplus stuff on KSL. Percent complete: 0.

I also have monthly goals to improve the house. This month is to buy caulk and seal the space between the tub and bathroom floor. Because not having it done means rain in the basement if any gets sloshed over the side of the tub. Did I mention I have a 2-year-old? So yeah, such things are disturbingly common.

There you have it! I will practically have a temple by the end of the year, I'm sure.