Thursday, September 10, 2009

I wanna be like Mike


Guess who is being inducted into the NBA Hall of Fame tomorrow? Michael Jordan. Guess who works in the same building where the NBA Hall of Fame is? Aaron. I wanna sneak in and take Damian to see one of my all time favorite basketball players.

Tart mango madness


My Mickey told me about this heavenly stuff and now I'm addicted and so is Aaron. I would like a lifetime supply please.

Friday, September 04, 2009

Smooth talker

Me: It's a beautiful day Damian.


Damian: It isn't a beautiful day for me.


Me: How come?


Damian: Because there are no beautiful flowers to pick for you Mama.


I love this kid and how did he get to be such a smooth talker. Must have learned it from his dad.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Here is my story of the day I moved to Massachusetts and everything after.

About a month ago, we had a moving truck arrive at our home in Pleasant Grove. If I knew what would happen, I might have stayed in Utah:)
-On the way to Springfield, we realized that Wells Fargo and Wachovia had not fully merged and our checkbook got packed in a box somewhere. After a few phone calls and a trip to Walmart for some money orders, we worked it out so that we'd have money to give the landlord, but we still didn't really have a bank out east.
-We stayed in hotels 4 nights more than we had planned for.
-When we got to our supposed home in East Longmeadow, it smelled of curry and incense, but that was the least of our worries. It was filthy and disgusting and not at all what we expected (let's just say that I was depressed for a few days.) Not knowing what to do, we went to a hotel instead of staying there. At that point we thought we were locked into a contract for 1 yr. (you understand why I was so depressed).
-In talking to the owner of the home, we were able to get out of the contract and he "generously" let us stay in the home until we found another place. I felt sick to my stomach still thinking we might have to stay there and all of our stuff wasn't supposed to be here until the 8th. We got into town the night of the 31st. On the 3rd Aaron started his job and I was freaked out that I had four boys in a place I didn't know. It was a rough week. I don't think I could begin to explain what that week was like for me. We spent a lot of time at parks. Two nights that week, Aaron's boss invited us to stay in his apartment in his basement. We increasingly got more and more worried that our movers would arrive before we found another place and that they would deliver our stuff to what we affectionately called the stinky house. It was crunch time. Saturday the 8th came and we were still without a place. That morning I was making phone calls all over the place hoping for a miracle. I called on a place in Wilbraham, a place we had heard was nice and had excellent schools. I got the lady's voicemail. The driver of our moving truck told us he would be here around 5pm. Around 1:30, I received a call back from April, the Wilbraham lady. They showed us the house. It was just what we needed. I was nervous that they would take too long to do the whole credit check thing and that they wouldn't let us move in for a while. A miracle truly happened that day. We signed a contract late that afternoon. Our movers arrived pretty much on time and here we are in a home that is very nice. On top of that, our landlord let us have a 6 month lease so that we can look to buy a home and we're not locked into a whole year. Now we are getting the boys registered and in one week school starts. Stay tuned for what happens next in my crazy life. Maybe I'll open a Dunkin Donuts/Barbershop.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Purple purses and pearls

This post is in large part due to a shopping trip with my soul mates and dearest friends, my sisters. I adore them. Last night we went to dinner and laughed, and then we went shopping and laughed, and then cut some hair and laughed, and now I wanna cry because I'm leaving them. And although it was painful for Michelle to walk away from her pearl ballet flats at Nordstrom and it was painful for me to walk away from this beautiful Steve Madden purple handbag. . . it's the one of the hardest things in the world to walk away from my sisters.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

The BIG move

Pretty much I've been in denial about this, but now it's getting so close that I guess I figure I better post something about the fact that we're moving in a few weeks to Massachusetts. So, there ya go. Any questions?

Sunday, May 31, 2009

My race for Mickey

My Mickey ran to Hawaii for a fun vacation so I ran to Thanksgiving Point to take part in the race she signed up for. Aaron and the boys cheered me on at the annual Running with Angels 5k. We had a pretty good time and I did better than last year on my time.

Friday, April 24, 2009

My clothes are ugly. Does anyone wanna go shopping?