Yesterday

Yesterday, I heard the baby's heartbeat for the first time! It was so exciting. Last appt they set me two weeks behind what I thought I was, but now they think I may be 4 weeks ahead of what I thought I was. So I may be due in October instead of November, which is a bad, bad thing. November is perfect. I don't want to be due the same time I have finals and graduate! Please don't come that fast Cletus the Fetus!

Happy Birthday

Today is Leah's, last week was Chris', and tomorrow is my love, Trevor's. Happy Birthday my love! For a present, you get to see the baby. Also, Trev and I are FINALLY getting the internet, so there might be more posts more often. (But I don't have more time so we'll see.)

Happy Easter/Passover

So I'm getting a new post about once a month now. That's not too bad. I'm trying again! I should get points for that. Well, it's been eventful. First off, my husband graduated in Massage Therapy! I'm so proud he made it through. I know there were times he wanted to give up, but he stuck it out and I'm am so proud of him. Now I just have to not give up and graduate in October, which is just barely in time, because the baby is due Nov 13th. That's right, folks! In case you haven't heard, Trevor and I have begun our plan to populate the earth with more perfect people! Baby's first ultrasound will be in April-so you already know what next months post will be! That's about it for us. Oh and Happy Easter or Passover, whichever pertains to you.

Our new place-The grand tour.

This weekend, we went up to Rexburg to build the snow cave of our dreams....I mean go to Danielle's
(Trevor's sister) wedding reception.
And it was the awesomest cave ever. It took a total of 8 hours and 7 people to build, but it was a beaut.


Pictured here is the front enterance. That long pile of snow to the right of the entrance is how long the cave is.

The picture doesn't illustrate this well, but this hole is on the top of the pile. It is our snow slide. You can slide on your belly into the cave or.........

out this back entrance.

This is looking toward the back entrance from the front. The picture doesn't do it justice showing the size and the length. But it's big enough to sleep six. Believe us, we know.

Carrie, Trevor, and I stopped for an Irish Coffee break.

I'm pretty sure somebody spit in mine.

I think we had a little too much to drink.....

I know it's been forever. Here's an update

Sorry for the long delay. Update time. So I've been working 45 hours a week and going to school for massage therapy 14 hours a week. Talk about no time to myself. In the hour and 20 min that I have between work and school, I do laundry,homework, cook dinner, and try to have some sort of time for my husband. He works just as long and hard as me (but he gets up and goes to the gym for two hours every morning, so he does have a much longer day). On the up side, I got a raise! So that will help a lot. Things have been very hard, and we're at that point in life where "when it rains it pours." Oh and did I tell you, I've also been dealing with legal battles of identity theft in my name. And not by an individual, it was by a company that got a hold of my information. So I spend what little free time I have writing police reports, signing affidavits, and contacting district and state attorneys, because my attorney is bent on bringing this company down and having someone go to jail for this. As they should. So it's little old me against a large corporation. It's pretty scary and very stressful. Luckily I've got the best most supportive husband in the world and I love him. He always knows how to help me relax and seems to make things better. Anyway, I'm not writing to complain. I also have exciting news!!!



















No, I'm not pregnant. What made you think that, you silly gooses! I want to wait until we've settled in Oregon. That's still at least a year away. No, this weekend I'm going to a private party hosted by Robert Redford himself. Though I won't be there as a guest, I'll get to massage his guests. That's right, I'm going to be massaging celebrities! And meeting them and what not. I hope I can get some pictures. I don't know if I can bring a camera, but it'll be a tremendous way to get my name out there and hopefully someone will like my work. Cuz, my work rocks. I can't wait!!!

I really did it this time

I cut my hair! This picture is ugly though because this is the day I did it and I don't like the way the hairdresser styled it. You'll see pictures soon that are better (like the wedding I just attended in LA). But this gives you a basic idea that I'm really cute.

Non-blog this

I don't have the internet for one thing. I'm working two jobs (one of which I had to sleep with my boss in order to get) and I'm starting school. I have to go to Leah's to post anything, and even when I do come over with the intent to blog, I play with her way too adorable kids and hold her way too precious baby. So I never get anything done. In recent news....

A few weekends ago, I went to Wyoming with Trevor and Greg Weld (a friend from Massachusetts who recently moved out here). We attended a mountain man rendezvous and found work at the root beer stand. It was a lot of fun, but I don't think I can drink root beer for a very very very long time. I forgot my camera, but Greg took pictures. I need to steal them from him. In order to be allowed in (for free anyway) you had to be dressed in era attire. So a lot of people were dressed in pilgrim clothes or leather. My favorite was one woman who was dressed like a native american, very decked out, and her little daughter was dressed like a pilgrim. Somehow, that didn't work out so well for me. It was odd looking. But it cracked me up. I dressed up, and so did Trevor and Greg. On Sunday, they held church in a field. It was a lot of fun because everyone was still dressed up. It made me feel like I was attending church like the pilgrims used to out on the plains (well except for the microphone and speakers for the bishop and testimony bearers). Another favorite of mine was the dance Saturday night. It was all by candle light and they had a real band. No one was allowed in at all with normal clothes. It gave me another feel for what it was like back then. I couldn't dance a lick, and it was hard to teach Trevor the polka but we had a blast. The night, Trevor kept us up all night singing on his guitar in a high pitched british voice. Greg and I about wet ourselves (did I mention we camped with another family of a friend of Trevor's?). I gained an appreciation for the pioneers and also hot showers and also bathrooms and also my own bed. Greg got the joy of sharing an air mattress with us. He slept on the side of Trevor I usually sleep on (because if you sleep on the opposite side, you get elbowed in the face a lot) so Greg got some nice cuddling, while I got elbowed all weekend. All in all, it was a great time.

The following weekend, Trevor, Greg, and I went camping to fishlake with my family. Trevor had never been and I had talked about it before. We promised Greg his own bed this time, so he happily came along. We had a nice few days hangin out with the fam. On Sunday, we headed to my Uncle Dean's in Sigurd and had a big family dinner. I haven't seen some of my relatives in a really really long time. 8 of my grandma's 9 children were there, and that is very very rare. Usually there's 4 or 5 of the kids. It was a special treat. That is until we got food poisoning from the deviled eggs. It hit Trevor hard, and we found out Greg got it bad too. I only got it mildly because I only had 1 1/2. Trevor ate 6 or 7. So he about died. But my food poisoning quickly turned into a pretty nasty cold. We spent most of last week in bed or in the bathroom. It was rather miserable. It was the only time I wished we had two bathrooms because we scarcely could share. Not too much fun.

Happy Anniversary!

Today, August 21st, is the day Trevor and I met and began dating. It's the day we spent that glorious day together and decided we couldn't live without each other. In about an hour it will be one year from the time he announced he was moving to Connecticut to be with me. This has been the best year ever. I love that Trevor kid so very much. I'm so glad I get to look forward to many many more years with him. He's so wonderful.

To celebrate, I lost my job.

A first for everything

Trevor left this morning at about 5:30 am for the Grand Tetons in Wyoming. He's going on a back packing trip with an old friend for four days. This is the first time in the year we've been together that we've been apart. I don't know what I'm gonna do with myself. I'm having separation anxiety. I don't know what to do without him.

The Fray

So for my birthday, Trevor gave me an early present and took me to the Fray concert on July 31st. It was awesome! We were about 7 rows back (enough to see Isaac Slades former days as a plumber) . We arrived early and just wandered around at various environmentalist stands and what not. We sat a lot, just waiting. While sitting, this group of women started talking to a guy who had come from backstage. They seemed to know him rather well. We later figured out he was the Fray's photographer. These ladies were very drunk, and the first opening band hadn't even come on yet. By the time the second opening band was performing, one of the ladies had already vomitted all over herself, and had to leave early. We overheard later that she was one of the band members' wife. Yeah, she was wife to the Fray. It made sense with the photographer and how it didn't really matter that she was too drunk to see the concert. Well the Fray finally came on. The concert was supposed to start at 7:30 and the Fray came on about 9:45. I wasn't too happy about that seeing as how I had to get up at 5 am the next morning for work. Oh well, I don't stay up late that often. We partied and thoroughly enjoyed the concert. The lighting was just amazing and I couldn't help but think of Jorder Luke. Now I understand why he wants to do that when he grows up. It was awesome. There were these lantern lights that hung down. Sometimes they flashed crazy lights and sometimes (bottom picture) they looked like lanterns. Then there was this awesome screen thing that flashed like crazy. And in one song (bottom picture again) it showed a film from their road trip. My favorite song was the Fray's rendition of Shakira's "Hips don't lie." I was cracking up. They sang it in girl voices and made up spanish/jibberish. I was dying. We enjoyed it so much. Trevor went on a quest for water, and came back with the woman who had vomitted all over. She couldn't get in because she didn't have her ticket, so Trevor gave her one of ours. She confirmed that she was, in fact, married to one of the Fray. Then she took us front row and center with her (that's where I got the bottom picture). Trevor told her that he was a massage therapy student and he could give free massage therapy to her or her husband or whoever (implying the Fray). She sounded enthusiastic about that. We got very excited. What if we went backstage and hung out with the Fray? Well, she got too sick again and left early. We never heard from her. But she was extremely nice and very beautiful. I liked her a lot (but then again, drunks can be likable.) And we got kicked out of front row by the security gaurd. While one of the opening bands was still on this thought flashed in my head. It said "Be careful driving home tonight, there's going to be an accident." In the excitement and anticipation of possibly meeting the Fray and all the noise of the concert, I forgot all about it. But when we drove home, I was unusually anxious with Trevor driving. I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me, but I was freaking out. So Trevor drove slow to humor me. It was about midnight, and we were driving about 60-65 on the freeway in the commuter lane. A sedan passed us like we were standing still. Trevor flashed his brights on them to tell them to slow down, and they did a little. They were about a car lane ahead and to the right of us. After about two minutes of following them, they drifted into the other lane (I think he dozed), and then over corrected. The car began spinning out of control. It went in front of a Jeep to the right of them, and missed it by inches. The Jeep hit it's breaks, but strangely didn't swirve as I would have. To the right of the Jeep was a Semi, and it smacked right into the spinning sedan. I thought it had hit the drivers side door right on, and I was sure, very sure, the driver was dead. We pulled over, and Trevor immediately called 911. He got out and ran to them. I stayed put. I knew I couldn't handle those images in my head. I honestly couldn't move. So I just prayed. Trevor couldn't get their doors open (the firemen had to use the jaws of life), but he talked to them to keep them conscious. Appearantly the semi had really hit them at an angle on the drivers back door. It had pushed the trunk and back seat into the front basically. Part of the door had cut into the drivers neck. The driver had gone into convulsions and the passenger was in shock. Luckily, authorities arrived very quickly, but everything from the time the car drifted into the other lane was in slow motion. It seemed like an eternity. The car was still in the lanes of traffic, so Trevor was also trying to direct traffic out of the way. I was terrified he'd get hit. It was very dark and very late. I was relieved when the authorities did get there. After filing a police report and all that business, we were finally able to leave. Both the man and woman were on stretchers when they were hauled away, and I prayed they'd be alright. Two thoughts struck as we drove away. Why didn't that Jeep swirve? It should have. That' s just instinct. If it had swirved, we would be in that accident. We should have been. He should have swirved, but I just had the feeling that something kept him in that lane. Also, the semi didn't have a load at all, so it was able to slow better. I'm very sure that if the semi did have a full load, those people would have died. The impact would have been much worse. Although it was a horrible thing, it could've been much worse. There should have been 5 cars in that accident instead of two, but the Jeep didn't swirve. And we are safe. That night when we finally got to bed (about 2 AM) Trevor kept squeezing me so tight that I couldn't breathe. We were so thankful to have each other and have the oppurtunity to be together, alive and healthy. I'm still a little traumatized and get anxious driving. Isn't it amazing how we trust all those other drivers with our lives? They could slip up and we could be in serious trouble. It's also amazing how much your life can change in just 30 seconds. That's all it was before that semi smacked into them, and I'm sure their life is very different right now. It's amazing how much we take for granted. There's still so much I want to do; graduate college, have kids, have grandkids, have our own home, go see more of the world....and the list goes on and on. I'm so thankful that I still have the oppurtunity to do so. I'm not taking it for granted.

Baby, you got back.....

Baby, you got back...all that money you saved. You got back your fashion sense. You got to save your back by buying a cute and versatile baby sling from HugAMonkey.com .... Not only that but now your hands are free to do everything else you need to do. Being a mom is hard work, but baby slings make it a lot easier, and they are very comfortable. You won't find more affordable slings anywhere. Even if you did, they aren't as cute or as high quality. They also have some really great models. Check it. http://www.hugamonkey.com/index.php?act=viewProd&productId=8 That's a really good one. This goes to all you expectant mothers out there. This is one baby product you shouldn't miss out on. Seriously.

Katelyn, DON'T do it! Please!

It's just that's it's hard when you don't have the internet or even time for yourself. Very very hard. I have something developing right now that I'm getting ready to post, but it's not done yet. Just have patience. I'll get there.

New things since last post:

• Trevor is sick today
• I got a new nephew (www.higgfarm.com)
• The triplets drive me nuts
• I miss connecticut and mostly the Steinbergs
• By best friend Beta just moved back to Utah
• My cousin got married. Who'd a thunk that would happen?
• People got pregnant. And by people I mean Christie.
• My friend Kate got back from Jordan and moved to Utah.
• I enrolled in College
• I finished unpacking the apartment
• I lost all my baby teeth
• I kissed Trevor excessively
• I stubbed my toe
• I got a washer and dryer!
• I visited the Phippens at their home. Weird they're not missionaries anymore.
• Found out that 88.6% of the YSA in Hartford that I knew are moving to this valley.
• Mopped the floor nine times. A day. Stupid bloody ants.
• Bought ant traps
• Placed ant traps
• Laughed maliciously
• Posted this

Operation: Park Bench

I have (I think) an abnormal love for books. I'm always looking for something (uplifting, mind stretching, interesting, motivating, etc., etc.) to read. Personally, I think TV is a waste of time. Since vowing not to waste my time with it nearly three years ago, I have really discovered a new me. I suddenly had time to practice and get more skilled at my music. I suddenly had time to exercise. And, wow, I really learned how to conversate (is that a word?), not just talk about "did you see what was on last night?" I got rather sick of somebody else writing a script for my life so I could wile away the hours mindlessly. I can still recall and quote every episode of Seinfeld and (almost) every episode of The Simpsons. Sad? Yeah, I think so. Which is why Trevor and I don't own a TV and don't plan on it. Occasionally we watch a movie on our laptop.

I've tried to join countless (ok, like five) bookgroups, but it seems like everyone else in the world is on completely opposite schedules than me. Either that, or they don't like me that much so they purposely schedule it so I can't make it (It's a conspiracy!). Leah, my dear sister, has shed some light on this problem of mine. A friend of hers has recently started a website called Operation: Park Bench . It's an online bookgroup. I just joined and I already love it. I've been telling everyone I can about the book I just finished, but now others can read it and discuss it at their own pace. I just read reviews, and added 4+ books to my list already. Put down that remote and get reading. If you're not a reader, then walk, exercise, learn a new skill, play with playdough, learn or invent a new recipe, clean something - whatever strikes your fancy. If there is a show you really do just love and can't do without (for me its 24), then rent the season when it's out on dvd (unless you're like me and your husband refuses to watch it. Then it's a lost cause and I'd rather spend quality time with him, anyway). There's so many better things to do with your time.

Indian Superman Part 2

Award for best choreography goes to.....?

The following

is all from Leah's camera. When I get the professionals back, there will be more. Also, all who took photos should give me their good ones. I'd appreciate it.