My Cup Runneth Over

I don't have time to post all the posts I have piling up in my drafts right now. Tons of pictures and fun updates. But I just had to jump on to say how much I love my children.

I LOVE my children!

It's Girls Night Out!

That's Right!! Tonight is Girls Night Out!

I just wanted everyone to know, that tonight, my lovely husband has agreed to stay home alone with the chillun and allow me some fun time with the girls!! YAY!

And even though I try very hard to avoid R rated movies I am being super naughty and after our dinner reservations we are going to see Sex and the City!! We are all super excited! I was able to buy tickets in advance and got GREAT seats.

I'll be sure to take lots of pictures and I'll tell you all about it later.

The only downside, is that Jen won't be there. Her hard working Hubby has to work late and she couldn't get a sitter. (I am crying big tears now) We will miss you terribly Jen!!

I'm Getting A Replacement!

I don't remember if I ever got around to actually posting about my poor laptop. About how it died?? I took it to a repair shop wondering why it kept shutting off every time I touched the area next to the touch pad. It didn't power down, it went dark. Completely shut off. I was worried it wasn't good and the repair shop confirmed my suspicion that the cost to repair it wouldn't be worth it. As it was most likely a broken Mother Board or short in the Mother Board (why am I thinking Freud?)

Anyways, my poor beloved laptop has sat dead on my counter ever since. I've been reduced to blogging on my tiny work laptop. This thing is too small and wimpy to do anything creative on. I was so sad.

So when I saw in my work email today an email from our work discount group that there was a special Memorial Day offers on laptops I logged in really quick to check it out.

I ended up customizing myself (without going completely overboard) a very nice replacement AND convinced Shane to let me get it without making me feel TOO guilty.

Now I just have to find a way to pay for it... and wait for it get here. Waiting is way worse. LOL

The First Time My Life Changed Forever

Friday May 23rd, 1997


That day had been no different than any other day. I was nearing the end of my Junior year of High School. The Year Book Stomp was that night. My Best Friend Jill and I were looking forward to going and celebrating another year past and done. The day started with my favorite class of the day, Video Productions. We didn't have much to do so I spent the time painting my toenails yellow. Then I had Out Door Clothing which also wasn't very important so my friend Marc and I skipped and went to Burger King to get Breakfast.


I spent the rest of the day discussing with Jill how she was going to get out of working. I had requested to night off but for some reason she was on the schedule. She told me she wasn't going to work. It didn't matter if they would let her take the time off or not. She wasn't going in. Working wasn't nearly as important as once in a life time memories.


After school we headed over to ZCMI (now Macy's) and bought some scarfs to wrap around our heads like Audrey Hepburn since the day was kind of dreary and some new sun glasses. We were so cool. ;) Then we both went home to get ready.


Danny came to pick me up first. He had recently gotten his new jeep (new to him but actually an old version jeep, we LOVED it) so of course he had to drive. Joe wasn't coming with us because he was out of town. I believe he was on a Memorial Day trip with AJ in Moab or something... that is one thing I can't remember. Anyways, then we headed up the street to get Jill.


Now, to fully understand this next part you need a little back story. Jill and I were best friends and we were best friends with Danny and Joe. And there was this unspoken rule between us. When Joe drove I got shotgun. When Danny drove Jill got shotgun. This was just the way things were.

So when we got to Jill's house I moved to the back seat. The jeep didn't have the cover on but it did have a mini bra on that covered just the front seats. Even though it was drizzling, I didn't mind. I LOVED sitting in the back seat. Because I LOVED the Jeep and the wind in my hair. Joe told me not to ride back there because the seat wasn't hooked to the actual Jeep but what's going to happen right?


Jill came out and jumped in and the first thing she said was, "Oh, do you want to sit up front? I don't mind. You can sit up here out of the rain." I told her no. It was fine. She could stay there. But it was also so strange because I never sat up front when Danny drove. NEVER!! Odd.


So the plan was to head to Boston Market (slightly out of the way to visit our old manager) to get dinner then head to the stomp. We headed down the road, listening to music, the scarfs around our hair, not a care in the world.


About 8:25 pm on Friday May 23rd, 1997 we approached the intersection but the light turned Yellow. We were going a little too fast to stop so Danny sped up (and who hasn't done that??). It wouldn't have been a big deal, but someone who had been waiting to turn left was a little impatient and turned in front of us. Danny swerved left to avoid hitting them. We went up on two wheels. But now we were headed right for the on-coming traffic that had stopped at the light. So he swerved right. The wheels touched back down and then we went up on the other two wheels. This time we kept going. My body instantly sensed when we had gone too far and I knew we weren't going to make it back down.


The Jeep rolled. We skidded about 100 yards before coming to a stop.


When we flipped, I cracked my head against the side of the Jeep frame and passed out. Which is a good thing because as we skidded upside down, my foot was stuck between the roll bar and the road. The pressure of the Jeep and the movement of the skid acted like a cheese grater but much worse. It road rashed through my shoe and right through my foot. It took off the top of my foot and turn several of the bones to dust.


When we came to a stop I woke up and started to scream. I was hanging upside down. The only thing keeping me (and the bench seat I was sitting on) inside the Jeep was the lap seat belt I was wearing. Since the Jeep was an older model the roll bar wasn't welded on. It was only bolted on. So when we rolled, it collapsed. So as the jeep sat upside down, it was very dark as I was right against the road, trapped by the seat belt, and my foot stuck under the roll bar.


I remember Danny unbuckling his seat belt and falling down then climbing out. Then someone tried to pull me out. But I was stuck. I remember someone trying to get Jill out. Then they roll out the Jeep on it's side, unbuckled my belt and pulled me out. They dragged me over the side walk and I laid in the gutter with my legs resting up on the side walk. I sat there holding my foot, rocking back and forth. I don't remember who it was but someone kept trying to get me to lay down. Finally I did. I laid there telling myself I needed to stay awake (cause that's what they always said in the movies and on TV). So I tried so hard to stay awake and just control myself and not lose it. The Fire Station wasn't even a 1/2 mile down the street so I heard the sirens as they pulled out of the station. As I laid there in the gutter, I told myself to stay awake until help arrived. Just stay awake until help gets here. So as soon as I heard the sirens. I told myself. Oh good. Its going to be OK. Now you can go to sleep. And I felt my eyes roll back in my head and I passed out.


I woke up inside one of those extra large Fire Truck/Paramedic Truck things. I was laying flat on a board. They told me, "Crystal, I have to cut off your scarf." What did I say? "No, you can't. I just bought it!" Then "Crystal, I have to cut of your clothes." "No, you can't! These are my favorite!" Then "Crystal, I have to take off your necklace." "No, you can't! I never take it off!" (It was a best friends necklace that I hadn't taken off since my Grandmother had passed away a month earlier. She was buried with the other half.) But of course, they still had to do all of it. Then I passed out. I woke up a few minutes later to someone asking me where it hurt and pressing on my stomach. "Does it hurt here?" "No, my shoulder and my foot." "Here?" "No, my shoulder and my foot." This went on for what seemed like forever. But he finally listened and decided to check my shoulder. Except when he pressed on it, he separated the broken bone. All I heard was the HUGE CRACK and I felt my eyes roll all the way to the back of my head and out I went.


Next time I woke up they started asking me questions. What day is it? What is your name? Yada Yada Yada I answered them but sometime they took me a bit. I had to think about it. But then they asked me who the President was. I knew I knew it. But it just wouldn't come to me. I kept wanting to say Hillary but I knew that wasn't right. I thought and thought. Finally, what seemed like an hour later, it finally came to me. I yelled out "Clinton!" But by then, no one had any idea what I was talking about.


Later I found out they had been discussing how to get my to the hospital. They knew I had a head injury but they didn't know they extent. But after looking at my foot, they knew if they didn't get me to the Hospital quickly, the chances of me losing my foot were going to go up. So they decided to call in Life Flight.


The Helicopter came and I was transferred over. As we flew to the hospital I kept asking for a blanket. I was so cold. They wouldn't give me one though because they said I was just in shock. I still think it had something to do with the fact that I was naked and it was a cold rainy night.


I went back to sleep and woke up as they were taking me out of the Helicopter and into the Hospital. The took me into the ER to be checked out. Because they knew I had a head injury they took an X-Ray of my head and neck but didn't see any damage. I was so happy when they came and took that neck brace off. Those things are painful!

Then my parents showed up. An officer who took Danny and Jill to another hospital knew that the people working with me would be too busy to notify my family so he got my number from Danny and he called my house. My parents were out for the night so he spoke with my brother. My brother then called my parents to relay the message. My parents immediately came up to the hospital. When they got there, I was laying off to the side of the ER waiting to be taken in for an MRI. They knew I had some sort of brain injury because I was vomiting, not making sense when I talked, and my eyes had turned yellow and the pressure was pushing them out of my head. The only reason my parents knew it was me was because of my long blond hair and my voice. I had been so worried that they were going to be mad at me. I was afraid they would think we had been messing around or being irresponsible, so when they walked up, I remember my mom grabbed my dad's arm, and the first thing I said to them was "Don't be mad. It was our fault." My Dad was almost speechless for a minute and then he said "Crystal, I'm not going to beat you!" (My dad NEVER beat me. He was just so shocked I would say such a thing as I lay there dying.)

Then I went in for the MRI. They kept telling me to hold still but I kept rolling to the side to puke. I had a hard time staying awake after that. I remember throwing up one last time then passing out. I don't remember anything else until the next day after surgery. But from what I was told... they found a 3 inch blood clot on my brain. A Subdural Hematoma. They took me back out to tell my parents. We went right to the OR but my Dad asked if he could give me a Priesthood Blessing (I am LDS) before and the Dr agreed but said he would have to do it as they walked to the OR and he had 60 seconds. Then he started counting. 59, 58, 57... My Dad placed his hands on my head and began the blessing. Finally the Dr said, "You better hurry up Dad. We're losing her!" That was all my Dad needed to hear. "Amen!" And into surgery I went.

10 minutes after the MRI they cut into my scalp. My skull, which showed no damaged on the X-Ray fell out in pieces. The pressure from the clot and sealed the fracture so perfectly it didn't even show on the X-Ray. They clot was now 9 inches. It had tripled in size in 10 minutes. I came very near to losing my life that night. But thankfully, the Doctors were able to successfully remove the clot in time. After that was done, they cleaned up my foot a bit and tried to stabilize it until they could decide what could be done with it. Then up to the ICU I went. I would spend the next 4 days there. In and out of consciousness.

The next afternoon I woke up. I wanted more pain meds but since I just had brain surgery they had to limit the amount I was able to take... which basically means pain 24 hours a day with NO relief. My mom asked me if I remembered what had happened and I said I did. She told me about my surgery and how Danny and Jill were (Danny has some road rash on his hand, Jill had a concussion that would end up causing her some serious problems over the years. She was currently in the hospital with no memory of the accident. There is much more to her story but it's not my place to share. I will let her if she so chooses) then she said there was one more thing... I am normally the type of person that wants to know everything. That way I can be prepared. I can know what I am up against. I have never liked surprises. But this time I told her to stop. That was enough. I didn't want to know anymore. What she was going to tell me was the Doctors thought they were going to have to amputate my foot.

ICU was a hazy time. Thank goodness. I do have about 5 Polaroids that my dad took. I look horrible. I have black eyes, my lip is so swollen it touches my nose. I have a few places of road rash on my face. I have a cast on my foot up to my knee. And I have pins in my toes (that stick out of my toes) that are holding my toes onto my foot since the bones are gone. My Collar bone is broken, my hips are black and blue, and I have a draining tube coming out of the incision in my head.

Wednesday they took me into surgery where Dr. Hutchinson (a Hand Reconstructive Surgeon) was going to do a experimental surgery to try and save my foot. Since one toe had no bone left he amputated it and used the skin to cover the part of my foot that had no muscle or skin left. (A skin graft can't adhere to nothing. There has to be muscle there) Since the toe skin has muscle underneath it, her just transplanted it. Then he took a skin graft from my thigh to cover the rest of my foot that still had muscle there. Then he screwed all my remaining toes together to helped slim my foot and take up the space of the missing toe. The pins stayed in to help the other toes fuse because most of the bone was missing. By big toe was shaved flat so it doesn't bend. The next toe was the one amputated, the middle one only has about 10% of the bone left. The next toe has about 30% and the pinkie toe has about 50% of the bone left. But the tendons on the top of the foot are completely gone. BUT, the surgery was a HUGE success!!

When I came out I was moved into a regular room. I was told I would be there for about 4 weeks. But I wasn't having it. I wanted to go home. So I spent the next few days resting. Begging for more pain medicine. One night, it was so bad, I felt like my entire leg was on fire. It honestly felt as though there were flames that I just couldn't see. Nerve pain is horrible!!

One day the Doctors came in to check on me and I told them my skin graft was draining and starting to smell. Well, if you know anything about skin grafts, they put this dressing on that is suppose to stay on and act as a scab. It keeps the air off (because air BURNS raw skin) and as the wound heals the dressing dries and it slowly comes off. Well, this NOT so wonderful Dr takes a look at it, and decides without warning to PULL IT OFF!! I yelled so loud. I didn't mean to. But sometimes the body needs to release. And that was the only thing I could do. If I didn't have a broken collar bone I probably would have slapped him. Needless to say it was horrible.

But after that, I really wanted to go home. Unfortunately, they wouldn't let me until I could sleep the entire night through. So, being the 17 year old that I was, I asked my mom to stay with me. And being the wonderful mother that she is, she did. She didn't do anything. All she did was suffer sleeping on an uncomfortable cot. But knowing she was there comforted me in a way that only a mother can. I slept all through the night that night. And I went home the next day.

I spent 8 days in the hospital. For an accident that would have decapitated me had I been wearing a shoulder harness seat belt, that nearly took my life due to a blot clot on my brain, that tried to steal my foot from me, that the doctors said I would be in the hospital for for at least 4 weeks, that they said I would never walk again with out a limp, I went home after 8 days and I only walk with a limp if I've walked all day or my foot hurts.

I am here today because when I needed it most, I had family, friends, and even strangers who prayed and fasted for me. Because I have a Heavenly Father who knows when his children need him. Because even then, I was being prepared for things yet to come.

This story doesn't end here. There is so much for to my recovery, to the lessons I learned, to the miracles I witness and experienced. But this story has taken me all day to write. And if you made it this far, you deserve a break. With tomorrow being my special day I hope to post a few more things that hold a special place in my heart. I just needed to share my story. Not for you, but for me. Because I am so grateful for this experience. I am so grateful for what I have been given. This was a HUGE turning point in my life and if I had to go back, I wouldn't change a thing. It wasn't easy by any means but it made me who I am today and has helped me through so many other things I have gone through... this past year in particular.

Anyways, thank you for reading my story. If I can leave you with anything let it be this...

Life gives us challenges and obstacles but it is up to us what we make of them. We can say why me or we can say what can I learn from this. We can allow something to break us or we can help it make us stronger. Either way, its up to us. Be grateful for all that you have. Life is a wonderful gift. Family is joy. And there is beauty all around you.



Much Love,

Mother Nature Needs Some Zanax

I like most kinds of weather. In their own time and place. I love fog. I love warm sunny days. I even love a good thunderstorm now and then. And even though I hate winter, I even love it when it snows.

But I hate the wind.

Right now it's so incredibly windy that all I can hear is what sounds like hurricane force winds outside as they swing my gate back and forth and it hits the side of the house that my bed is against. As it tears through the trees and throws things around the yard.

Last time it was this windy I didn't sleep all night. And I was even drugged! Hence the reason I am still up working and not going to sleep. I figure why bother if I'm not going to sleep anyways.

It's so incredibly irritating.

I guess one of the reasons I hate the wind is because it usually means a front is coming in which means saying good bye to the nice weather and hello to the crummy weather. This wind, for instance, will result in a 30 degree drop. Today was in the 90's. Tomorrow? The 60's.

Oh, and don't let me forget the smell. Once the front actually gets here and the wind switches from the south to the north it brings in the smell of the Great Salt Lake. Well, the Great Salt Lake is just that... a Great Salt Lake. It smells like Brine. So very lovely. But to be completely honest, having lived here my whole life, it's a smell I've come accustomed to. It doesn't bother me most of the time. Except for the fact that it comes with the wind.

Welcome to Utah!

Wordless Wednesday

A little Note: Thank heaven for Mary Kay Oil Free Eye Make-Up Remover. It takes marker right off without scrubbing or hurting. One of my faithful customers told me this. Too bad I had to try it out first hand. Funny thing is... Lilly now calls all Make-Up "Colors." Because if you notice her eyes, that's what she was doing... putting on Make-Up. Just too cute.

Heads or Tails

This weeks theme is Heads or Tails Peace *OR* Piece
I chose Heads: Peace

When I thought of the word peace and tried to come up with something this is the only thing that came to my mind. I couldn't think of anything else. So it's getting posted. Hopefully you find it as inspirational as I do.

John Chapter 14 vs 27

Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth , give I unto you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.

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A New Award

My good bloggy friend Jennifer gave me this wonderful award a few weeks ago and I am just barely getting to it. Man I suck.

But I LOVE this award. Thank you so much Jennifer!! I love your blog too!!

Lilly's Hospital Trip

Lilly goes to Primary Children's tomorrow for her follow up VCUG to test her kidney reflux. One good thing is, this time they are going to sedate her. Last time she was only a year old (or less I can't remember) and it was NOT a pleasant experience. I assume this won't be all the pleasant either since she can't eat after 6am and it involves needles.

My only hope is that her reflux has gotten better. But she is just getting over her most recent infection so I suspect that there is still something there. Guess we will see.

A Yard Sale!!

That's Right!!

We are having a yard sale! Shane and I finally found the time to sort through all our stuff and we are having a Yard Sale this Saturday to help pay off Noah's medical bills.

So, if you live in Salt Lake (or any of the surrounding areas) PLEASE come on over. If you need the address, send me an email and I will send it to you.

It will be Saturday at 7am until everything is sold or people stop coming (at least 1pm).

We really appreciate your support!!

Heads or Tails

Heads: Any Tom, Dick, or Harry



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In The Name Of Blog

Hey All!!!

So... as you all know, I stopped doing Wordless Wednesdays and other Meme's were I had to link back to my blog because I started to worry that weirdo's were using those venues as avenues to find pictures of children... and since that's what I use my blog for mainly... I decided to stop participating. Well... since then I feel much better about the whole thing.

So I have decided to start opening it back up to friends and family and other safe blog sites and instead have created another blog (yes, a 3rd as if I have time for that) to do all the other random things I want to do without posting pictures of my kids and personal information. And to be completely honest, I am hoping to generate enough traffic to start blogging for reviews and maybe even generate a bit of income to help pay of the enormous amount of medical bills for Noah that are beginning to stack up. (Our insurance doesn't consider our local hospital a transplant hospital and won't cover the dr's, etc and also now requires huge co-pays... ugh!)

So, if you feel so inclined (please please please), I would LOVE, LOVE, LOVE it if you would link to and visit my new blog... In The Name Of Blog... (thanks for helping me come up with a name Jen who I would link to but she is private) and help me get it going. It's going to be fun, informative, and full of interesting and helpful information. And even a contest or two or three just for good measure. Thank you so much!! I love all my bloggy friends... even though you probably have no idea you are my bloggy friends since I suck at commenting.

P.S. You can also link back to this site again... I know, MAKE UP MY MIND WHY DON'T I?!?!?! I just realize that it wasn't your blogs that were unsafe. It was the massive meme blogs that made me uncomfortable. But I would love some linky love if you don't mind taking the time to add me back on. *tearful plea*

A Quick Update

I don't really have time to post right now. I have lots of work, Noah's therapist coming, school tonight, and I still need to get dressed, eat something, and pick up the house. But I wanted to let everyone know that my parents are okay.

They saw the other car coming and knew from it's speed that it wasn't going to stop. So my dad tapped his brakes trying to decide what to do. But then decided to gun it. He also swerved into on coming traffic to try and avoid being hit. All of these actions caused the truck to hit in between the two doors and mainly the back door on the passengers side of my parents car. Instead of directly on my mom's door. Saving her life.

She is stiff and bruised but otherwise okay. It looks like my dad has a broken wrist but he still needs to go have it checked out. All the attention was on my mom that night and with all the adrenaline, his wrist got overlooked.

I want to send out a VERY HUGE THANK YOU to all of you who have kept my family in your prayers once again. Yesterday being Mothers Day could have been a very bad day for me. It could have been my first Mothers Day without my Mom. Instead it was a wonderful day. A day I got to celebrate and thank my Heavenly Father for answered prayers and daily protection. So if you are surprised why I didn't post a Mothers Day post yesterday, its because I didn't spend time on the computer. I spent it with my family. I'll post my Mothers Day post soon. But thank you again for your thoughts and prayers. It's because of them that I was able to spend my Mothers Day right were I wanted to be. With my mom.

Prayers for Mom

My parents were in a car accident tonight.

My dad was not hurt but my mom was. She was taken to the hospital to make sure her neck wasn't broken and make sure she doesn't have any internal bleeding or head injuries.

Someone ran a red light while on their cell phone and broadsided them. The large truck totaling my parents small Acura. While it's so scary, they are so lucky they came out of it alive.

Please remember to drive safely and pay attention!!

And if you wouldn't mind, please say a prayer for my mom.

A New Award To Give Away

My precious son Noah would not be here today if he hadn't received a Heart Transplant on 07.07.07.

As you may have recently seen on my side bar, I have finally created a custom blog award!! I have wanted to do this for a long time but never came up with something that "fit". I didn't want just anything. It had to be something that meant something to me. And what could mean more than Sharing the Love by giving you pieces of my heart??

So I created this award in Honor Of The Donor That Saved Noah's Life. I share this award with those of you whose love and friendship have enriched my life and made my world a better place.

I hope by passing this award around the blogging world we can all help raise awareness of the need for Organ Donation.

The rules of this award are: SHARE THE LOVE!!! Share this award with all those blogs out there that you love. All the people who make you smile. All those that make you laugh. All those that make your day. All those that leave uplifting comments on your blog. **All I ask, is that you include a link to this post with the award and ask your recipient to do the same**

So get sharing and then come back here and check out who I am going to be sharing my love with. (I'll be sharing my love within the next few days.)

Recent Things and Things To Come

Yesterday was a busy but fun day.

It did start of on a lazy note which I always enjoy.

Shane got up and went to play air soft shooting for a few hours while Lilly, Noah and I napped and just rested all morning. Then when Shane got home we all went out to lunch. It's kind of like our new family tradition to go out to lunch or breakfast on Shane's day off. Since we spent so much time apart or stuck in the house. Its just nice to get out together.

After lunch we took Lilly to get some new shoes. She was in some desperate need of sandals and play shoes. At first she cried because she didn't want me to take off "Lilly's shoes!!" but then when she saw all the cute new shoes she didn't have a problem with it anymore.

Then we took both the kids to get their very first official hair cut. Lilly got her hair trimmed and got a few bangs cut so they would stay out of her face. She did a great job holding still and was a very big girl. Unfortunately there are no pictures because she was sitting on my lap and Daddy was in the car while Noah was sleeping.

Then it was Noah's turn. He was not quite as still as Lilly. Since he is a jumping man and LOVES to play with everyone, he refused to hold still. And when the clippers were turned on he cried. So we ended up cutting his hair with scissors which took longer. But it all worked out. I think we cut probably 2 or 3 inches off. It was crazy how long his hair was!! But it looks so good now. And today everyone at church kept saying how much hair he had. I just laughed. Knowing that all of his hair was actually now in the trash.

After the haircuts, we went and got ice cream since Lilly was such a good girl. Then we went home and my sister came over to baby sit so Shane and I could go on a date. That was super nice. We went to a movie and then out to dinner.

As we waited for the movie to start and while we ate dinner we got to talk about church history and Joseph Smith. It was really relaxing and wonderful to just have some personal time with the man I love.

Another awesome thing this week... Noah out grew his infant carrier so he was upgraded to Lilly's convertible car seat and she got a new one. Now Noah travels in style in the Britax Marathon and Lilly travels like a QUEEN in the new Britax Frontier. Which I might add is by far the coolest and safest and nicest car seat/booster chair I have ever seen. It's worth every penny. Since my car accident, I'm a bit more interested in car safety than some might be. So I make sure the car seats I get are super safe. And these do NOT disappoint. VERY COOL! Only downside now is having to carry Noah everywhere.... but then, it wasn't very cool lugging him around in the infant carrier anymore anyways... just way too heavy. My hands are all calloused and I would always have a knot in my arm.

This coming week is going to be crazy. Tomorrow I go back to school. It's a computer programming class. Gonna learn some XHTML programming. It's the start to getting a Graphic Design Certificate. Then Noah also has therapy and re certification. He also has to go back and have his labs drawn again. Then on Saturday I'm participating in the Susan G Komen 5K run. It's my first ever. But I gotta support Leeann and her Mom. So that should be fun too. Busy busy busy. Just trying to get out and enjoy life. I just hope the weather plays along this week.

Much love to you all!

Movie Review: Iron Man

Shane and I went on a date last night. (Thanks sis for babysitting for me!!) It was really nice to get away with out baby gear in tow. We actually had a very busy day but I'll save that for another post. I wanted to tell you about the movie we went to see. As you can probably guess from the title it was Iron Man.

Now, I had NO desire AT ALL to see this movie. The previews looked kinda lame and to be completely honest, I'm not a big Robert Downey Jr fan. I think the last movie I like him in was Heart and Souls and I was probably 10, maybe??? So I really didn't want to see it. But Shane did and I had recently read a good review in a People magazine. And while I usually don't put any stock in those reviews, I figured it might be a good sign. So we went to see it.

Within the first few minutes I was already pleasantly surprised. This movie was fun and full of laughs. And amazing enough Downey was hilarious. He played the part perfectly. I actually enjoyed this movie start to finish and watching him didn't bug me once. It's definitely one we will buy.

It's just a good popcorn, entertaining, comedy. Go see it if you have a chance.

Fridays Feast

Appetizer

What was your favorite cartoon when you were a child?
This is a tough one. I remember loving Fraggle Rock, Gem and the Holograms, and The Smurfs but I am sure there are more.

Soup

Pretend you are about to get a new pet. Which animal would you pick, and what would you name it?
I would get a small dog. Like a Shitz Szu (or however you spell it) and I would name it Gin (in remembrance of an old friends dog that passed away).

Salad

On a scale of 1-10 with 10 being highest, how much do you enjoy getting all dressed up for a special occasion?
Ok.... here's a very honest answer. I would say a 10. I love getting dressed up fancy and going out. But right now I still have tons of baby weight and stress weight to loose and I hate even getting dressed let alone getting dressed up. So right now my answer would be a 1. But it will be back to a 10 very soon.

Main Course

What kind of music do you listen to while you drive?
Shuffle on my iPod. It's very random. Tool, Toad the Wet Sprocket, Sarah McLaughlin, Daughtry, Van Morrison, and on and on and on....

Dessert

When was the last time you bought a clock? And in which room did you put it?
I didn't really buy a clock but I bought an iPod player that has a clock on it. And I put it in my office downstairs.




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A Change In Opinion

Tom Cruise went kinda nuts there for a while. Right about the time he started dating Katie Holmes...

And then he was jumping on Oprah's couch and acting like a little puppy dog in love...

But it was when he was horribly rude to Matt Lauer and made all the comments about "you don't know as much as I do... blah blah blah" and he also made rude comments about Brooke Shields and how she was raising awareness of Postpartum Depression and Medication etc. It was then that I wanted to reach through the TV and slap him because he bugged me so badly.

And then don't even get me started on the recent video that's popped up on youtube lately... I've posted it here for your viewing pleasure.

So when I heard he was going to be on Oprah again today, I decided to take a break from work and all the other crazy things that are my life and sit down and watch it. And I am really glad I did.

This interview actually changed my opinion about him. For the first time in a long time he seemed normal. And he explained his actions and his thoughts in a way that I could understand. Not that I agreed with everything he said, but I don't think I have to agree with everything people believe to like them. But he no longer seemed crazy and rude and absolutely full of himself.

After watching this interview, I can honestly say that I once again like Tom Cruise. I'm glad that he decided to do it and to talk so honestly and so openly about all these topics. Because it cleared up a lot of things. I think it was needed for his career and maybe even to give his family some peace. Because I know people have been super harsh on him. Everything from his sweet baby and his wife to his movies and his religion. Maybe now we all can give him and his family a break. I actually think he deserves one now.

You can watch a preview of the show (and maybe even watch the interview if they have updated the page) by clicking HERE.