But wait!..there's more!

Hail to the "info-mercials" who are always willing to grab your attention, draw you in, tell you what you can get and then ..... "wait there's more!" If you call now, we'll double your offer! Well, sign me up! We just got a 'two-for-one' and we can't be more excited. No, its not the "Sham-Wow" or the "Slap Chop"...its TWO BABIES!!

Yep, family of four just like that! We found out we are expecting twins in May!

This ultra-sound was at about 8 weeks where we were able to hear their little tiny heartbeats. We've waited a long time for these bundles of joy to come into our family.

At my last appointment, the nurse said, why don't you go see the Ultra-sound tech, she is still here and would love to see you. We didn't think we'd get another ultra-sound for weeks but she let us see them again and hear their heartbeats again. "Baby A" is quite the mover and shaker. He was crusing all around in there while "Baby B" just waved her little arms a couple times. All we kept saying is "this is so amazing."... and it is.

UTAHRD'S

Yes, I'm alive. I'm not sure what happened in July but in August we spent a couple weeks in Utah hopping from house to house. While we were at my parent's, we decided to hit the Demolition Derby at the Davis County Fair. We got there early enough to see these fine creatures:

I feel bad for these guy's heads, how can you hold those horns up?

I'll have to get some other pictures from my sister-in-law of the derby (since we are lame and didn't take our camera) I don't know how many people around us appreciated the comment while posing - "ok, now everybody look 'White Trash' " We got a couple glares. All in all, a good time!

“M.J.” MEMORIES:

Although he was a little wacka-doodle at times…ok, most of the time, Michael Jackson’s music was there for some good memories in my life. His record “Bad” was played over and over and over when I was little. I’m sure my mom can vouch for the obsession.
On our Spring Break drive to Las Vegas in High School, 6 girls crammed into a car and sang to Jackson 5 at the top of their lungs all the way there, I think we memorized every song. Anybody remember that? I now also know the entire “Thriller” dance thanks to the Hip Hop dance class at the Gym. We learn it for two weeks right before Halloween and then dress up the last day. Always a good time walking into the Gym dressed in “Thriller” garb and dancing the night away while everybody else sweats on the treadmill.

40 days and 40 nights...

Why do I feel like this is the same week after week? It's June right? At least we don't have to water the lawn but it would be nice to have summer be summer. I'll be cursing the 104 degrees in August so I should enjoy, right!?

I swear officer, that is all I know...

For about a week we’ve been getting thunderstorms starting about 9 or 10 at night and since we haven’t turned on the A/C unit yet, we sleep with the windows open to the sound of thunder, rain, wind and all the other ‘night noises’. I seem to have some insomnia lately too so my sleep is not sleep, but rather napping for a couple hours at a time. This is all irrelevant….

On Tuesday night, I’d just fallen asleep and was in the stage of ‘did I just hear something’ when KABOOOM!!! I hear something I was sure was similar to the sound of a gunshot. Tyler of course hears nothing. I get up and look out the window to see a small sedan drive down the road. I go back to bed and hear another car drive down the road about 3 minutes later. In my half-awake state I lay there and listen for the sounds of sirens or something. When I hear nothing, I then start thinking, “somebody has been shot in the Church parking lot across the street and has been left for dead” Then I start thinking, “what if they are still alive but wounded and they are going to drag themselves to our doorstep” So in my panic, I go to the front door and make sure it is tightly locked. Not that I wouldn’t want to help somebody who is wounded but by now its about 1:00 a.m…Remember, I am freaking myself out this whole time while Tyler is sleeping soundly. By the next morning I open the garage and make sure there isn’t a body lying on our lawn and quickly peek in the church parking lot to see if I can see anything. Nothing…..

About 12:00 the next afternoon Tyler calls me and asks “did you hear something last night?” UH, YES!!! I knew I wasn’t crazy!! Seems that the community mailbox in front of our house got blown up! I went home for lunch a little later to this sight:

Ed, our mailman had to pry the doors open and get all the mail out to deliver to the neighbors. While he huffed and puffed, another guy in a van from the Postal Service just stood there, Chubbuck City Police just stood there, and then another lady from who knows where just stood there and made this comment to me “um, maybe next time you could call the cops instead of just try to wake up your husband who goes back to sleep” I said, “you know, I wasn’t sure what is was, thunder, a car back-firing, or if it was just in my sleep” I proceeded to turn around and walk inside. I’m pretty sure Chubbuck City couldn’t have gotten there in time to see the vandals. I barely got a glimpse of the car in the time it took me to get out of bed and walk 10 feet to the window. And, remember, its Chubbuck, ‘nough said.

About 10 minutes later another Postal Service truck shows up, two men get out and unscrew the bolts and haul it away. This is what we get in front of our house now…GETTO. Thanks a lot MAILBOX – BLOWER-UPPERS.

Like I said...

EEEKS!!

AHHH!

Much, much better! Should we take a vote?

It keeps going and going...

Don't get your hopes up, this post is nothing exciting. Just changing my background to something generic so that I don't feel bad about myself when I haven't posted anything and my background is still for Christmas or the previous holiday.
It's still 'life as we know it' around here. If you need to know what that entails, please read previous post. Tyler is laying tile in Burley during the week. I work, workout, eat, read, sleep. Then we start again the next day. Tyler called last night and says "I can't remember the last time I was this sore from working hard. Maybe since we painted the Northgate Inn (he and his brother hand-painted a 3 story motel a year back), or maybe it was when we pulled out and replaced those 1970 Olive Green Jacuzzi tubs in Lava a couple months ago...or maybe when we...." We finally came to the conclusion that he's been sore since the day he decided to work for himself. I am proud to have a husband that actually "works" for himself though. There is very little down time with him. What a stud. We'll get all these projects done now while he's still young and hopefully by the time the updates are 'out of date' we'll have sold or moved on to bigger and better. Or will just be too old and will hire the work out! Until then...we'll keep on keepin' on.