the one about updates

I am so bugged. I didn't get to see Twilight. :( I got super sick on Wednesday night. I ended up going to the Doctor Thursday morning and I had a sinus infection and bronchitis. I got an antibiotic and finally last night (Friday) I started feeling a little better. Today, I am still dragging a little bit, but I can tell I am on the mend. I hate to use my "heart stuff" as an excuse and I am not at all seeking pitty... but ever since that all happened to me, when I get sick, I REALLY GET SICK! My body and immune system aren't as strong to fight off infection, and I go down... hard and fast. Then it screws up all of my other medicines and I seriously feel like I have been hit by a train. Thank goodness though, I think I have seen the worst of it.

My poor grandma is still in the hospital, but she too is on the mend. She will probably be there for another week or so. I feel so bad for her because she was chosen to be the Grand Marshal of the Christmas Parade here in town. It takes place the day after Thanksgiving. She was supposed to ride in a horse drawn carriage and now she is not going to be able to do it. She is pretty bummed about it. I haven't seen her since Sunday because I have been so sick and haven't been able to get out of bed, plus I have hated to risk her catching something. I have talked to her on the phone about everyday though and I am planning on going over this afternoon.

Itty Bitty is doing so much better on her potty-training!!! I tried new cat litter, more boxes and I have been better about scooping them every day. No accidents for awhile and I see LOTS of pee in the box. Phewwww..... She figured it out at the perfect time. Well, perfect for her. Perfect for me would have been a little earlier! ;)

So one of my most favorite things in the world is Bingo!
I really love it. The Catholic church puts on a HUGE Bingo event every fall. You pay admission and buy as many extra cards as you wish. They serve food and drinks. All of the money goes to local families for Christmas. They have awesome prizes. We never win a thing. EVER! But we still go every year. Brett, Gleneita and I have gone together forever. This year, Gary and Tara invited us to go as couples with another couple, Jeff and Sherry.
Of course, Gleneita wanted to come, so she brought a date!!! She is pretty cute, huh! ;)

Oh! So this is exciting.... I won a turkey from the local radio station the other day. That was pretty cool. They give a clue about a local business and the first person to enter that business wins! Yah, it was me. I was so excited. I actually got a gift certificate to buy one, but that is good enough for me!!!

I am super excited that Thanksgiving is less than a week away. I love Thanksgiving. I love being with our families and pigging out on awesome food. My mom makes the BEST stuffing EVER!!!!! And I can't wait to sink my teeth into it. I always make her cook a HUGE batch so I can have it for leftovers for awhile. Yummmm-O. We are pretty sure Ga will be home by then, so my mom and I are planning on fixing dinner at our houses and taking it to her house. I think it will just be Ga, Pop, my mom, Brett Quayd and I. Then later, we will go to Aunt Debbie's with the Lane's. She makes a great dinner too. I love it. And I love that it kicks of my FAVORITE time of year!!!!! I am planning on putting up my Christmas tree this week. I like to have it up before Thanksgiving. We will see if I can keep feeling good so I can get it done.

In case I don't blog before then, HAPPY THANKSGIVING!!! I love you all. I am thankful for you. My blog stalkers! :) Hugs and Kisses!!!

the one about my Twilight movie ticket

Yippee!!!!

I got it!!!!

I am so so so so so so so so so so so so so excited!!!!!!!!

the one about Itty Bity's near-tragedy

So poor little Itty Bitty escaped tragedy the other day.

Allow me to elaborate.

So she has been having a really hard time potty-training. I know. Sick, huh. Seriously, I have had hundreds of cats in my life and I have NEVER had a hard time training one. Even stupid Orange figured it out. (Sorry Orange. I love you, you are a great cat but you are really dumb!) I had to throw that in here, just in case he logged on and read my blog while I was gone. Anyway, she will totally poop in the box, but sometimes she doesn't pee in it. She prefers blankets. Nice soft warm blankets. Sometimes, she even likes to find a nice, soft, warm blanket that someone is sleeping under. She has peed in our beds a few times, and when you are the one getting peed on... well, just imagine.

Brett was getting fed up with it and told Quayd that if she peed out of the box again, she was going to the pound. Well Quayd and I have worked REALLY hard with her and she has been doing really well. She sleeps in her own bedroom, downstairs. complete with food, water, bed and litter box. We haven't noticed any messes for a few weeks. Then all of a sudden, last Tuesday night, we hadn't get her in her room in time and she peed on Quayd. Brett was SO mad and he told Quayd that he was taking her to the pound on Wednesday morning. I was so bugged that she did it, but I also didn't feel like she was totally un-trainable. She is a baby and she makes mistakes. And she is SO cute!!! So I told Brett that if he was going to do it, then it needed to be done while we were gone and that we just wouldn't talk about it again. So when I got home from work on Wednesday, I expected her to be gone. But she wasn't. I called Brett to see why. I figured that he just chickened out. He said he had just been to busy to leave work but he was going to take her after he got home. Quayd and I were so upset. We were crying and everything. It was also the day that Ga went back to the hospital so I was super emotional anyway. By the time Brett got home, Quayd and I were in full hysterics. Brett let us have a "moment" with her, then he loaded her up in the car.

They drove off.

I was so upset and so was Quayd. We were laying in my bed sobbing, cursing Brett and our hearts were broken. Then the phone rang. It was Brett. You will never believe it, but the pound is CLOSED on Wednesdays!!!!!!!

So he brought her back home.

He was SO mad!!! Quayd and I laughed right in his face, and cuddled our little kitty all night! She has been so good too. No accidents. (OK. Maybe one, but Brett doesn't know about it ;) )

I was SO embarrassed though, because Michele stopped by right in the middle of the whole thing and I was SOBBING. I felt so stupid talking to her because I was crying over a cat. Of course I had to tell her the story, and I know she must have thought I was totally nuts, but she was sweet about it. So embarrassing.

So anyway, that is the story of Itty's near-tragedy. It is so funny to me now, but at the time it was horrible. But can you just imagine Brett getting to the pound and seeing that it is closed? Like... what would you do? He said he considered dropping her off there and leaving, but he knew that was too mean. He also considering taking her and a gun somewhere and.... well.... you know. But he could never do that. So, he just turned around, ate a little crow and came home. (tee hee hee.) Seriously, that kind of stuff only happens to us.

the update about Ga

My poor little Grandma has been to hell and back these last few weeks. It's so hard to see her in such pain and I just want her to get better. I love her so much. I do a lot and spend a lot of time with my grandma. She is one of my best friends. Anyone who knows me well, knows this about me. We have so much in common. We are both crafty, we love food, children, art, music, shopping and we even wear the EXACT size shoes. Everyone else in our family has tiny feet. Not us. SIZE 10 or 11!!! My grandparent's have been more than just "grandparents" to me. First of all, I lived with them for several years. Plus, we are just really close. My family is very small. My grandma and grandpa only had two children; my mom and Uncle Kim. My parents only had 2 children; Brandon and me. Kim only has one daughter; Brooke. Brooke is my only first cousin. On either side!! Isn't that weird. Brett has like 30 cousins or something. Anyway, when we all get together for a party or something, and because Kim & Brooke live out of town, there are only 10 of us. Brandon, Danette, Brayden, Brennen, Brett, Quayd, Ga, Pop, my mom and myself.

Anyway, back to Ga. So she had surgery to correct a bowel obstruction in SLC Nov. 1st. She came home Nov. 6th. She was doing better for a few days, but then she sorta took a turn for the worse again. My Grandpa took her back into the hospital early last Wednesday morning. The 12th. She was really anemic and she had infection somewhere. They ran test after test and gave blood transfusion after blood transfusion and finally realized that her blood got to thin and it was seeping out of the incision on her bowel where they did surgery. They needed to operate again, but she was too weak. So they spent Wednesday-Saturday trying to get her stronger and kill the infection, then they operated yesterday morning. It sounds like things went well. So far, so good. They left a drain tube in and they are working very hard to get rid of all the bad stuff. They seem to think she is FINALLY on the mend, but only time will tell. It has been exhausting. For all of us. My mom, my grandma, grandpa, EVERYONE!

Hopefully this will be the end of it. But I will keep you updated.

the one about Brycen

I am so excited!!! I have a new nephew. This is Brycen. He was born yesterday, 11/10/08. He weighed 6 lbs. and 7.5 oz. He is Brett's brother Brandon's second child. Isn't he co cute and perfect? He is doing well and so is mom. Brynn has to have C-sections so it was scheduled and everything went smoothly. Everyone is adjusting well, including big brother Beau'D.
We went to see him last night. Brett and I are a pretty proud Aunt and Uncle and I think Quayd is a pretty proud cousin too!!!
Besides being a Mother, being an Aunt is my FAVORITE THING IN THE WORLD!!!! I love my nephews so much!!!! Brycen makes 6 nephews for us along with our 2 nieces.

Congratulations Brandon,Brynn and Beau'D!!!!

the tag about random pictures

Oh, Lindsay! I want to play!!!

Here are the rules:
1.) Go to your Pictures folder on your computer
2.) Go to your 4th folder- My 4th folder happened to be titled "baby Stuff"
3.) Get your 4th picture- Oh cool! I look like hell, but this is when I was still in the ICU in SLC after having Quayd. I had just been taken off the ventilator. Quayd was probably about a week old and Brett snuck him in too see me. The picture was titled "bmqhospbed"
4.) Tag four people... I tag: Janice, Chauntue', Cara and Tara.

another one about my annoying cats

I realize that nobody else cares about my cats, and I also realize haw lame I sound for even mentioning them on my blog. Yah... I get it. But I have to tell this story and post these pictures. It was so funny.

So the other night, I was in my living room and heard this huge ruckus coming from my kitchen. I went in there and saw this. Yes, it is Itty Bitty on top of my fridge. She was FREAKING out trying to catch something. (You can sorta see it on the fan in this picture. It was really dark and HUGE!) I figured it was just a little moth or something. I look towards my ceiling fan and see this.
So I decided to help Itty Bitty out, because who really wants that monstrous of a moth in their kitchen. NOT ME! So I lifted her up to the fan in hopes she would just catch it. Well she totally went ballistic! She lunged out of my hands and caught the fan (Don't worry, it was off) and caught her claw on one of the blades. It swung her around and then she was scared because she was about to fall. So she was trying to get back to me, meanwhile I was trying to adjust my stool so I could get to her. I finally caught her, and as she was reaching for the moth again, the moth flew into my armpit!! It went in my shirt and I started freaking out, but I had to be careful because I didn't want to drop Itty Bitty.I was jumping around on the stool, holding Itty and not wanting to put my arm down for fear the moth would get that powder stuff on me or bite me or something.

The moth flew out of my pit and Itty caught its wing with her claw, scratching my underarm as she got it. I totally had the heebie jeebies. Quayd was the photographer, by the way and he was laughing so hard that he nearly peed his pants. When the moth was in my armpit violating me, Quayd was like, "Mom, you have to stay calm. The more you freak out, the more it wants to hurt you." Seriously, what 6 year old has to tell his mom that? Just Quayd! So anyway, once Itty had the moth, I sat her down and she had so much fun chasing it around. Orange had to get in on the action too, but Itty Bitty is the one who finally finished it off. And by "finished," I really mean FINISHED. She ate it whole. Sick, huh.