Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Easy Money

I'm a stay-at-home mom and recently, I've been wanting to find ways to earn some extra money. I have friends who do MaryKay, It Works, Beach Body, and all that stuff but that's not really something I'm interested in doing (props to you guys, just not for me). 

Now, these aren't huge things and they won't make you tons but I just found it as an easy way to get a few dollars here and there. Plus, it helped me feel like I was contributing in some way. 

Here are a few of my favorite apps (and a website) to earn and save a couple of dollars!
(Click on the links for downloads to the app)

Shopkick is an app that gives you kicks (or points) for doing simple things like walking into a store, scanning a product, and making purchases (linking a credit/debit card--it's safe, don't worry).
You get points for doing those things and can cash those points in for gift cards to Target, Walmart, Macy's, TJMaxx, Starbucks, Best Buy, Sephora, etc. It's easy and can be kind of fun going through the stores looking for the products to scan. Oh, it also alerts you to special deals or coupons as you walk into the store.

Walk, scan, earn!

My total earnings/savings: $100.08 (over about a year and a half) 

Ibotta gives you money back for things you have already purchased. 
Here's what you do:
  • Pick a store from the list. 
  • Search product offers for your store.
  • Complete a task that pays (watch a quick video, view a recipe, take a poll, learn a fact, or post to your Facebook wall) to earn money in your ibotta account.
  • Go shopping and purchase the item in the offer.
  • Snap a (quality) photo of your receipt and upload it to ibotta.
  • Money is added to your account within 24 hours (usually in as little as an hour).
  • Once you’ve earned at least $5.00, choose “Withdraw Cash” from the main menu to transfer money to a PayPal account. 
Buy, scan, complete task, earn!

My total earnings/savings: $23.05 (over about two weeks)

Checkout 51
Checkout 51 is very, very similar to Ibotta but not as many options. Often times, the same item is on Ibotta AND Checkout 51 so I'm getting double for the same product.

My total earnings/savings: $3.75 (over about two weeks)

Opinion Outpost 
(not available as an app)
I tried surveys a few months ago and didn't feel safe doing it and was a little confused. I had a friend refer me to Opinion Outpost and said she paid for Christmas and baby stuff with the money she earned doing this.
It's as simple as entering your information, answering a pre-survey (or checking your email) and take a survey! They can last anywhere from a few minutes to a half an hour (you usually get more points the longer it is). You can cash out once you hit 50 points (or $5.00) through either Paypal, Amazon gift card, iTunes gift card, or some other options. 

Answer questions, earn!

My total earnings/savings: $22.00 (over about two weeks)

Walmart Savings Catcher
Walmart Savings Catcher isn't huge but again, all of these can add up! Basically, you shop at Walmart, upload your receipt and within a few days, they'll tell you if there was a better deal for an item and GIVE you the difference. 

Also, by uploading your receipt, they keep it on file so you always have your receipts for returns!

Buy, scan, earn!

My total earnings/savings: $4.03 (Again, only two weeks at this but every dollar is adding up here!)

Good 'ol Targ. Cartwheel is not as simple as the Walmart app but it still has it's benefits. Basically, when you shop at Target and as you add items to your cart, scan them with the app to see if there's a sale going on. Add that deal to your Cartwheel and show the cashier your barcode. I find that if you buy Target brand, there is almost always something between 5%-25% off. This app doesn't give you money back but it gives you instant savings. 

Scan and save!

My total earnings/savings: $41.88 (over about a year and a half)

Acorns (small investment, not exactly savings)
Acorns is something I just started a few days ago but I'm kind of excited about. You connect it to your bank account and they take the spare change by rounding up each transaction to the dollar and investing it (ex: Target $32.45=$0.55 invested). HERE is their Youtube vid explaining it a little more.

My total Savings: Nothing yet, still waiting for my account to be approved. I'll update once we get the ball rolling here.

Okay these next ones aren't the same kind of savings apps, just two favorites I wanted to share:

Easy, simple way to search and book cheap flights. My friend Caroline explained it perfectly on her blog. She explains how she found round trip tickets from LAX to Denmark for $374.00. Recently, I found round trip tickets from Phoenix to Costa Rica for $327.93 ROUND TRIP. (I spend too much time planning pretend vacations).

Retail Me Not
This is a simple one I like to use whenever I buy something online or in certain stores. For example, I'll go into Gap and before I check out, I'll check Retail Me Not for any deals going on that day. I don't have a calculated savings for this but let me tell you, it's probably tons.

Love this one. Likeacoupon.com a website that just finds great deals from everywhere. I get their emails sent to my phone so I don't miss a deal. For example, they posted a few weeks ago and said to create a College Registry at Target.com and get a $20 gift card. Just a few days ago, mine came in the mail. They post coupon codes and basically lots of ways to save everywhere. 

Hope this can help save or earn a few bucks!

Oh and if you have any other apps or websites you love PLEASE send it my way!

Friday, June 6, 2014

I Just Want to be a Mom

     Belle will be sixth months old tomorrow and normally, I would do an update all about her but this subject is something I've felt strongly to write about--so here it goes.

     I write this post with great sensitivity because I know that my feelings may be only of the minority. Also, I have friends who have problems with fertility and I hope to never offend any of those who are struggling because I talk about my "problems" of motherhood when there are those who have the difficult time becoming a mother. 

     In one of my last semesters, I was discussing my future with a professor I had become sort of close to. He asked where I was planning on going to grad school. He asked what I wanted to do for my vocation. I explained my lackadaisical feelings on grad school and my slight indifference to a specific career but eventually gave him the answer he wanted. He sensed my hesitation on the topic and expressed his frustration with past students who had "wasted their time and tithing-payer money" by graduating, becoming a mom, and not using their degree. Excuse me? My feelings were deeply against his but I dared not say anything contrary to his strong beliefs. I did not believe I was wasting my time. I did not believe I was wasting tithing-payer money. I knew there were invaluable things I had learned in my four years that would help me in the future. I knew the things I learned would help me in life and in a career if I ever needed it. I knew that in no way, had my four years been a waste. I knew he was wrong. I'm not one for confrontation and I'm poor with words so I said nothing. I went home and regretted my silence.

     After graduation, during pregnancy, I was constantly asked when I would go back to work, if I was going back to school, and what I wanted to do with my degree. I would always give the same, slightly varied answer of, "Oh, I'll stay home for a while and do grad school online/grad school when we move permanently/when the baby is older". I lied to them every time. Sure the option of going back to school and getting a job in epidemiology sounded great, but that's not what I really wanted to do.

     I knew then, and have known for a long time that if the circumstances permitted it, I wanted to be a stay-at-home mom. Now for some of you, I can understand that choice may sound lazy by not wanting to work, or selfish by not helping to provide but I knew that I wanted to spend my time at home with my children. That choice to me has never felt selfish or lazy.

     I understand that there are so many who want to spend their time with their children and also work. Now, I completely understand and respect you women--every situation and every person is different. In a women's health class I took, my teacher talked about how she was a much better mother and wife when she was working than when she just stayed at home. She then compared it to her friend who wasn't as happy when she worked part-time for some extra spending cash. No two situations are the same and I'm completely aware of that. I just know that I am more like the second woman. I also understand that there are moms who have no choice but to work, and who would rather stay at home. You are strong women who will be blessed for sacrifice, I know it. 

     I have recently come to the realization that I need to be proud of wanting to "just be a mom". I've been ashamed and even embarrassed of not wanting to further a career and stay at home instead. If this is the decision I'm making, I want to be proud of it because I know it'll make me happy. I know that I've been promised by my Heavenly Father that my greatest role in this life is in being a wife and a mother. Why should I be ashamed because I want to do just that? 

I shouldn't and I won't. 

     Even though she is only sixth month old, Belle brings so much love and joy into my life everyday. I get teary eyed at night sometimes because I want to hold her and I just miss her. She's changed my life so much and no matter what, it is for the better. I love her. We play together, nap together, go on walks together, laugh together, and do things I couldn't do if I wanted to please others and become an Epidemiologist. I'm no longer going to give an answer I believe others want to hear and I will be proud of the choice that I have made.

I just want to be a mom and I'm so happy to say it. 

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Belle Elizabeth Bohne

Belle will be two months old tomorrow and I figured I had better write her birth story before I forget it all. Better late than never!

I know these aren't terribly interesting to most people but I'm excited to document the birth of my baby girl.

So originally Belle's due date was December 6th because of when my LMP was but the first ultrasound told us that her due date was December 15th. This is important to keep in mind because since the beginning I knew her due date was the 6th (the 6th has significance to us because on Dec 6th, 2011 we picked out an engagement ring and our anniversary is on the 6th of April). I just had a feeling.

Here's my last official prego pic. She was born at 38wks 6days so I never took the last photo.

Third trimester of pregnancy treated me pretty well--aside from ulcerative colitis and no sleep...ever. The end of November came and I was starting to feel little contractions. They were obviously Braxton Hicks and not painful at all. I thought that I had this in the bag. I'm strong and tough, I can do this--easy. Not a wimp.

Definitely a wimp.

Monday I had been feeling good--still lots of contractions but good, not too painful (yet). Doc checked me and I was dilated to a 1. Thursday the 5th, around 8pm the contractions started coming on long and strong. Oooouch they hurt pretty dang good. With one of my apps, we timed the contractions and kept track of how far apart they were (we knew we wouldn't be admitted until 5-1-1. Five minutes apart for at least one minute duration for at least an hour). They were close to a minute long but they were about 6-9 minutes apart. We decided to keep track of the contractions but to try to sleep. The contractions continued to be 6-9 minutes apart, around a minute long ALL NIGHT. I would fall asleep sometimes in between contractions but would wake up every 6-9 minutes and almost scream in pain (okay sometimes scream--poor Jordan). That morning they stopped being so consistent and happened every half-hour or so. I was disappointed to go through all that pain and not even be close to having my baby. 

That day I tried every trick I could to try to get her to come--walk on curbs, eat spicy Thai food, jump, whatever I could do. 

Totally attractive, I know. These were "contraction pictures"a half hour before we left for the hospital. Thanks Jordan.

10:45pm, after two painful episodes of watching Chuck with contractions five minutes apart (sometimes two and a half to three) and a minute to two minutes long we grabbed our bags and went to the hospital! We prepared ourselves to be sent home if I wasn't ready enough but it was December 6th, my baby is suppose to be born today!

I got settled into a room and was told I was only dilated to a 1.5. Suck. I was told to rest and I would be checked in a few hours to see if there was any improvement. If not, I wold be sent home. Jordan and I watched "The Talented Mr. Ripley" (sad, dark, and depressing btw) on TV and waited through the contractions. Around 1:30am I was checked again and at a 2.75 and 90% effaced--GOOD ENOUGH! They called the on-call doctor and hooked me up to an epidural. Okay, I respect all you women who had their children naturally but I was so grateful and can't imagine delivery without it. I'll go into more of that later. Doctor Joseph came in at 3:30 and broke my water--super weird feeling by the way. 5am only dilated to a 6 and was not progressing as I should. Pitocin was started and two hours later was at 9cm. I still wasn't fully dilated and really wasn't making any progress at this point (I thought I was but the doctor was frustrated because "this baby was suppose to be born at 5:30am!").

Around 11:15am, I was finally ready and given the okay to start pushing. When I did, baby girl's heart rate began to drop drastically--from 140 to 70. I was scared. We tried a few more times after her heart rate went back up but it would always drop. I was told that I would need to have a C-section. Now, my mom had one with all four of her kids and I know it's no big deal but it scared me. I wasn't mentally prepared for it and because of that, I just didn't want to do it that way. I said a prayer at this point asking Heavenly Father to let baby girl's heart rate steady and to make sure she was okay. I asked that whatever was best for her would happen. I was scared that something would happen to my baby. They had me try pushing again and in my head, I tried talking to baby girl and tried telling her that it would be okay and to keep her heart rate steady. I know that sounds goofy to do but I had always felt a connection with her. During pregnancy, if I was scared that I hadn't felt her kick or move in a long time, I would shortly feel her move as if she knew my thoughts and was saying, "hey, I'm here, chill out mom". I pushed and she remained steady. No C-section, it looked like she was going to be okay. What an answer to my prayer.

After 40 hours of painful contractions, 14 hours at the hospital, and 1.5 hours of pushing, Belle Elizabeth Bohne was born on December 7, 2013 at 12:47pm, 20 inches long and weighing 7lbs 5oz.

She was a little cone-headed because I pushed for so long but she was beautiful. Dark hair, beautiful face, and I was in love. Aside from newborn jaundice, she was a happy and healthy baby.

I was absolutely terrified of delivery while I was pregnant. Yes, the contractions were bad but once I had my epidural, I was able to focus on the excitement of bringing my baby girl into this world instead of focusing on the agonizing pain I would have been in. So basically to any pregnant women out there--pregnancy sucks but delivery is kind of the easy part. Of course everyone is different but that was just my experience.

It sounds silly but we decided on the name Belle after looking through an app of names. We came across that name in July and I said no because I didn't like the alliteration. After saying it a few times, Belle Bohne (pronounced Bonnie for those who haven't got it yet) sounded great. Prior to this point, I had a few names in mind but nothing that I loved. I began to love it and Jordan did to. At a certain point, we still didn't want to tell anyone we had decided her name but we knew she was Belle. We knew strongly that our baby was Belle. PS not named after "Beauty and the Beast" and her name ISN'T Bella. Poor girl will have people thinking she's named after Twilight. Oh good gosh.

As for the middle name, it was a family name.

Elizabeth (Betty) Doty -- Great grandma (still alive and now a great-great grandma!)
Elizabeth (Liz) Dayton -- Grandma
Jennifer Elizabeth Dayton Downs -- Mom
Tess Hannah Elizabeth Downs Bohne -- Me (duh)
Belle Elizabeth Bohne --My beautiful baby girl

5 generations all alive and with a name to tie us all together.
(We can't wait to take a five gen picture!)

Belle is now two months old (tomorrow) and Jordan and I continue to love her more and more each day.

Two days old.

One week old at home.

Two weeks old, playing with daddy.

Christmas Day, two and a half weeks old.

Three weeks old, right before the move.

Three weeks old and reading scriptures with us on daddy's phone.

One month old, playing on the quilt mommy made.

One month, picture time with mommy!

Month and a half, cuddling with daddy like always.

Six weeks, new toy!

 Seven weeks, happy and alert. Not always asleep!

Two months old. 
My beautiful Belle.

Sunday, October 27, 2013

She's Almost Here!

Okay so I realized that it's been a good five and a half months since I last wrote an entry and because baby girl should be here in SEVEN WEEKS I figured today was blog day (finally).

Here's a little summary about what's been going on with us these last few months... 

So I graduated in July with my BS in Health Science and about two weeks later, we moved from Rexburg to Layton, Utah for Jordan's internship. Jordan works right now at Hill Air Force Base as an Electronics Engineer testing F-16 fighter pilot components. He's living out a childhood dream of working with planes so he's happy. I debated on whether or not to get a job while we are here in Layton but because I would be so close to having a baby and would be moving in December anyway, we decided it would be best for me to stay at home. So what have I been doing? Crafts. Netflix. Baking. Shopping. Pinterest. Not the most exciting life but I do what I can to keep myself entertained. 

Jordan will continue to work until baby girl is born and we will move back to Rexburg about a week after Christmas so Jordan can finish school. Just about four semesters left. Hallelujah. And as long as Jordan completes the required internship hours, he'll be offered a permanent job after graduation. So April 2015 we will head back to Utah and live here for a while. 

Okay so here's a few things about how pregnancy has been going these past seven and a half months...

In hindsight, I wish I had done a much better job at taking a belly picture on the same side and same angle and everything. Oh well, I guess I know better for baby numero dos. 

Nausea. My best friend. During my first trimester I HATED being pregnant and when all those moms and pregnant ladies kept saying "I loved being pregnant. It is fantastic! I want to be pregnant forever!" I just wanted to punch them. I now realize that every woman's pregnancy is different and punching isn't nice. The things that did help my nausea were Sea Bands (thanks to my mother-in-law), ginger candies, ginger-ale, and naps. Nothing else really did the trick. For me, I kind of just had to ride it out. After the first trimester was over, nausea subsided and pregnancy was alright. 

Brain. So people, pregnancy brain is a REAL thing. And it is always interesting. I've left my purse in my shopping cart, put the cart away, and went home (thankfully my purse was still there when I returned. Thank you Rexburg). Forgotten minor and major details in every little thing and even more that I can't even remember. The best one though was when I went to Rocklin for Emily Shields Merrell's wedding. She was getting ready in the waiting room bathroom to take bridals and I was waiting outside. I went inside to use the bathroom as they were leaving(PS I have to pee allthetime). I used the bathroom, washed my hands, and as I'm looking around, I notice men's clothing and a urinal. I would have sworn that was the bathroom that everyone just came out of but as I start to leave, a male temple worker enters wide-eyed and confused. It clicks. I realize what I did. I speed away in embarrassment because yes, I totally just used the men's room in the temple. Man, my brain loves me. 

Baby kicks. I had friends who were able to feel their little ones as early as 16 weeks and I was at 22 weeks before I felt anything from baby girl. It's my favorite thing in the world. This feeling alone makes me realize that I may miss pregnancy and I feel a little bad for wanting to punch those women who loved their pregnancy. At 33 weeks, she is finally rolling a little more and not kicking and punching as much. My belly looks a little lopsided because baby girl likes to hang out on my right side. She likes to hide from Jordan when I tell him to feel. He gets a little sad but I think it's hilarious.  

Heartburn/Acid Reflux/Indigestion. Whatever it was--to me, this was almost worse than nausea. I read every tip to avoid it but no matter what I ate, how much I ate, and when I ate, heartburn came. I couldn't sleep and it made me throw up quite a bit. Super fun. Thankfully I got Alka-Seltzer Gold (the gold kind is without Aspirin)and that helped a bit. It is disgusting but hey, whatever works. And thankfully my doctor gave me some medicine that has made it almost disappear. Thank heavens.   

Heat. I'm hot allthetime. Poor, poor Jordan has to live with me. A few weeks ago, I had a fan on me while we slept, the AC on and it snowed. My bad. And I'm sorry but church is the worst. Our building is always 110 degrees and uncomfortable. For the first time, I cannot wait for winter to come and finally cool me down.

Stretch marks. Hi, my name is Tess and I want to cry almost every time I see those hellish red lines. I figured there is no use in trying to get rid of them now while I'm still growing but if anyone has tips on how to get rid of them. Please share.

Okay so this last one may be a bit personal and a little TMI but this is what's coming on in the next week. I guess you could say I've been having some "potty problems". After a super fun stool sample at a doctor's visit, they found nothing wrong. My doc sent me to a gastroenterologist and guess what I get to do on Wednesday? That's right, a sigmoidoscopy (aka lower colonoscopy). Woohoo. I'm not 50, I don't need one of these. Okay so I'm actually really scared and don't want to do this but it's for my own good so I shouldn't complain. Just hopefully it all goes well. 

I miss roughhousing and bending over and seeing my toes but those will all pass. It all will. I'm sorry to complain so much about everything, but I should say that I am very grateful for all that is going on. I would endure everything ten times worse just for my baby girl. 

Overall, I'm just grateful that baby girl has been healthy throughout my pregnancy and that she's so close to being here. Jordan and I are both thrilled and can't wait until our precious baby girl gets here. Our lives will change forever in ways that we can't even comprehend yet but we know it will change for the better and we can't wait until the day we can hold our sweet Baby Bean. 

December 15th cannot come soon enough:)

Here she is at 31 weeks. Healthy and happy!
 (And growing a week ahead of schedule)

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Baby Baby Beybuh Time

Yes, yes, YES! As we previously announced, WE ARE PREGNANT. We are pregnant and nervous and excited and just overwhelmingly happy.

(This isn't the one we posted on Facebook, but I liked it best)

So this was no surprise baby, this was an active waiting and an "I hate my period for telling me bad news, you suck but I guess I'll wait for next month" kind of pregnancy. We prayed for it:)

A week before my period, I started taking those "know 6 days sooner than your missed period" preggers tests and they were all negative. When my monthly gift from mother nature didn't arrive on schedule, I wanted to believe I was pregnant (because I am more regular than a clock) [PS I just asked Jordan what things are regular, because I wanted something better than a clock and he told me, "an old man on Metamucil or Ex lax." Thanks babe, thanks. That's why it's still clock.] but didn't want my high hopes to be crushed. I ended up taking 2-3 pregnancy tests a day for almost a week. ALL NEGATIVE. Okay I know that seems a bit excessive but those who know me, know how badly I want this. Next, I went to the health center to do a blood test. She let me know that this test would tell me simply "pregnant" or "not". After painful waiting, they told me the result was "slightly positive".
       I'm sorry, I'm kind of pregnant?
Yes, I guess I was. The doctor told me that I was in fact pregnant but the results from the test led her to believe that my body didn't have enough hormones to sustain a pregnancy. She told me to expect a miscarriage.
   Naturally I was devastated. I cried and cried and prayed and prayed. I was angry, sad, frustrated, confused, and probably hungry too. I expected a miscarriage and I wouldn't allow my hopes to get up. After a while, I learned something that gave me a lot of comfort.  I realized that if for some reason this should end, it would. I knew how much I loved my little baby already and knew how much Heavenly Father loved it too. I knew that it would hurt me to see it leave and realized that it probably made Him sad too. I knew that Heavenly Father wanted to see our baby grow in this world, but if for some reason that wasn't the case, He had a reason. I'm not sure if that makes sense to anyone else, but that gave me such comfort when I needed it so badly.
      A few days later, the same doctor I had met with had taken my blood test to the local hospital to do a more detailed test. She emailed me back, said everything looked good and that we were pregnant. I finally allowed myself at that point to be happy, to actually FEEL pregnant and to stop expecting the worst. We were more excited than words can describe.

I wanted to tell our parents in a creative way, but found it difficult from hundreds of miles away. We skyped Jordan's family and when they were all together, we showed them a "late birthday present" for Jordan's dad, Jeff. We showed them a BYU-Idaho hat and as it got closer to the screen, they were able to see that it said "Grandpa" on it. They were thrilled. We tried face timing my parents but the timing was bad and we tried not to make it seem urgent--we didn't want to give anything away. So I'm not very creative so this next part is a little lame. I had texted my mom and told her that I needed help with a word game app on my phone. During the call, I asked her to figure out a three word phrase because I was stuck. I told her I had the first two words but was stuck on the last. The phrase was " Ew Rae Pangtern". I was hoping she would figure it out on the phone with me there but she was distracted, didn't care too much about a word game and said she'd call me later. She called me back in less than a minute, asking if it was true and was ecstatic, I heard my dad in the background "cool".

So I definitely hate this whole "don't know the gender, so have to call baby it" thing. I find myself saying he and she interchangeably. I can't wait to find out but I'll be patient. So for now, we are calling our little child "Baby Bean". Our last name is Bohne (pronounced Bonnie for those who haven't got it yet) and in German it means "bean" or "dropping". We certainly weren't going to call it "Baby Dropping"(that may become more appropriate later) so we are happily calling our love, Baby Bean.

Okay I know this post is super long, I've just had a few requests with more info and everything and I just like to talk and type. Before our appointment, we figured our due date (thanks to the 99 pregnancy apps I have) to be December 6th. At the apt, the doctor said I wasn't as far along as that and my due date is December 15th. I like the 6th better, she's wrong.

Alright maybe not, I just like being farther along. I've been feeling tired and nauseous and dizzy and hungry and bladder fully but other than that it's been good. I could do without the nausea but the first trimester is almost over and hopefully those nasty symptoms go with it.

I am so excited and so blessed. I know many of my friends see me as outrageous, goofy, and sometimes immature and they may be thinking that I'm not ready for a baby. Who is? I'll hopefully get along with our baby well because I'm so much of a kid but I will love Bean unconditionally, I am more excited than I can express and I pray each day to grow and become the best mother I can be.

Wednesday, January 16, 2013

It's Time

So after a long, long time I'm finally beginning the journey of weight loss. For real. I'm not posting this seeking for sympathy or compliments or anything. I'm posting this for me. I'm posting this as the first real step. I've told myself time and time again that I would exercise on a daily basis and watch what I eat BUT I love food and I am lazy. I am going to work on both of those things.

With these pictures, I'm posting them to embarrass myself, to motivate me. 
July 2009

This is March 2010. Somewhere between 118-121lbs. And helloooo tan!
This is at a wedding in December, just 3 weeks ago. Gross. BEYOND gross.
(Ignore the nast pushed back bangs)

I have managed to maintain a constant weigh for about 6 years. Since our engagement in Dec 2011, I have gained 15 pounds. I don't know whether to blame it on marriage, birth control or what.

 I just know to blame myself.

My BMI is .3 away from overweight. I am THREE pounds from being overweight.

This should have started before it started. But I'm beginning now. My fitness Pinterest board, fitness apps and workout clothing are finally going to go to some use.

Just watch me, I'm going back and beyond what I was. I will be healthy and I will be happy with myself.

That's what I want. 

That's my goal.

Monday, November 12, 2012

Weddings and Surprises

This past weekend was a very, very fun one. Full of love, trickery, and surprises.

In January/February of  2011, I was invited to be with the missionaries while they taught a wonderful girl, Molly. She was a fun, loving, and very eager to learn. She was a great example to me (and still is). She was soon baptized as a member of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Fast-forward to November 10, 2012. Molly Malim and Dallin Weeks were sealed for time and all eternity in the Rexburg, ID LDS temple. I am so proud of her and have so much love for them. I haven't been to a sealing for a wedding since Jordan and I were married April 6, 2012. I was a mess. I cried because of my happiness for Molly and her eternal companion and for my eternal marriage. I was able to really listen to what was said, the covenants we make in marriage, and remember the promises I made. I have a strong testimony of eternal families and that knowledge brings me such joy.                             
Mmm he's handsome.
GORGEOUS cake, huh?

Had to make their gift by hand. Gotta love the burlap. 

Next part of the story. My husband, Jordan, is from Arizona and lives and dies for their teams. Cardinals, Diamondbacks, Coyotes, and last but certainly not least, the Suns. I have THE HARDEST time when it comes to birthdays and this year was no exception. Jordan's birthday isn't until November 21 but I thought an early present might be good this year. Thanks to the help from my brother-in-law, Casey, I was able to learn that the Suns would be in SLC this weekend playing the Jazz. I bought tickets to the game and a hotel room in SLC for the night.

Here's where a little deception comes in. After Molly and Dallin's sealing, I knew I had to pack the car without Jordan knowing about our little adventure. I lied to him, told him that he smelled bad and that he really needed to take a shower. During this time, I packed everything into a little backpack and put that into the car. We then went in our church clothes to the new couple's ring ceremony and luncheon. I took the keys and started to drive home. I "accidentally" went south instead of north and then I "accidentally" missed the next 4 off ramps to turn around. At that point, he asked what was going on. I told him that my friend Emily had gotten two extra tickets to a play and that I had to kidnap him because I thought he wouldn't go. We were meeting her in Provo and would go to SLC to see the play, stay at her place and go to church with her. He asked me if I brought extra clothes, deodorant, glasses/contact solution, etc. I told him that I completely forgot to bring anything else (but of course I didn't). He complained a little about having to be in church clothes all weekend but thanked me for a fun getaway(he is way too nice).

It KILLED me to drive 3.5 hours and still have to keep in the real truth. When we were almost to SLC, to told him to open the glove compartment--two tickets to the Suns game popped out. He was very, very surprised and excited. I told him that I had everything packed and was a little offended that he thought I would be so dumb to forget the essentials.

(We ran into Jord's cousin Lucy at the game!)

The game was fun--we lost. We saw Skyfall--amazing. This weekend was a HUGE accomplishment for me because I can't keep stuff like that in. I am loud and so excited that I have to tell. He didn't know a thing. Happy Early Birthday Jordan, I love you so much. But guess what?