Ch-ch-ch-changes

This week has pretty much kicked my trash. It all started a week ago Saturday... (insert Wayne & Garth with their cheesy 80s flashback wavy lines and "sound effects" here.) The 'rents decided to buy a car and came home with two. That's a whole different story for another day, but come Monday I decided to check into getting pre-approved for a car loan. On Wednesday Bob, Noelle and I all hit Hertz with a vengeance. Thursday I was bidding a fond farewell to the Dude and a great big hello to a yet-to-be-named '04 Oldsmobile Alero. (Suggestions, anyone?) I can now hear myself think as I drive down the road and no longer wonder at what point the car will blow up around me. On a side note--I think that the wonderful Hertz guy must have channeled the lecture he gave me after he drove the Dude from the college to the dealership straight from my father! Anyway, so hooray I'm a grown-up again.

So, the next eventful moment came when I was a witness to a car wreck in Centerville. I was on my way home from some forsaken part of the southern Salt Lake valley--yet another side story for another day. All I can say is that I'm grateful for car seats, seat belts, a clean record, that I rarely if ever drive a vehicle without a bra, and for hot police officers. Thankfully everyone was okay and my new car wasn't involved, but I've been even more of a gigantic grandma driver ever since!

But wait! there's more. Monday was our yearly cemetery trek to Idaho for Memorial Day. This event has been a source of much stress and angst since about 2001. The phrase "bad blood" was pretty relevant, but that's probably the longest side story that I really try to avoid telling. Anyway, the reason that this year was even more eventful was that we (Bob, My Brother, and I) stopped to talk with some family that we haven't seen since 2001. It was an experience that I've feared and dreaded for so long that it still hasn't sunk in that it actually happened. It was much less scary than I had imagined, but I'm still trying to process two days later. It'll be interesting to see how this changes life.

So all in all, even though the martians didn't invade I've had a pretty eventful week.

My Ripped off List of Things that are Awesome

After being inspired by Eris' post, I decided to make my own list:

1. Popsicles--the wonderful treat that I love even though I know that I'm destined to wear at least one each summer.

2. The smell of summer rain--It's only that sweet when I know it's temporary

3. The bird's nest I can see out of my bathroom window--A constant reminder that everything starts out helpless and kind of ugly.

What do you think?

random pics

Two posts in one day even! Noelle must be rubbing off on me... Here are a couple of cute pics of Isaac and Logan that I've been meaning to post for a while:


Isaac ran his nose into a chair, and this was the "bandaid" that his mom used. He kept asking to "take it off."


This is my favorite pic of the two boys together so far. Gotta love the glazed look on both of their faces!

fertile friends

I've decided that I have very fertile friends. There will be four new ones within about a six month period. Six months sounds like a long time, but it feels really short! That means that I'll have had at least one friend who was pregnant for a year and a half. I'm starting to worry about drinking the water at parties...


probably fake, but scary none the less...