Wednesday, February 28, 2018

My Imagine Dragons Meet and Greet Birthday

We listen to one band in this house more than any other.  It was the second concert J and I went to together.  The first after he got his real job.  They have some connection to our hometown and our kids love them.  I mean like seriously love them.  They play so much that even J knows most of their songs.  They are not playing in our hometown on their latest tour but they were playing in our parents hometown.  I noticed they were playing in around my birthday but when I finally decided that maybe we could go there were not tickets left, except on stub hub.  I hate stub hub.  With a passion.  I hate them so much.  Then I happened to notice that they had a few meet and greet tickets left.  They were super pricey but they came with a pre-party, signed posters, a meet and greet and first sections seats.  I asked J if that was a crazy thing to ask for for a birthday.  He said yes.  Then he said, "let's do it."  So for my 37th birthday we went to see Imagine Dragons Evolve in Utah with meet and greet passes.  It was AMAZING!  Probably the best concert I've ever been too.  J agrees.  It was at an amphitheater and freezing...think mid october in Utah but the sound was SO GOOD!

These first pics are all from the pre party.  I'm going to be honest pre parties are a little silly.  It was just this tent with some candy and chips and drinks.  If were were alcohol drinkers I think pre parties would be more fun but we aren't so basically your just waiting in a tent.  They did have some super cool stage stuff for you to check out.  
There was this awesome poster.  Everyone took a picture in front of it.  The nice thing was since there was a line you could just ask people to trade taking pictures with you.  
Here was some cool guitars and these awesome gloves from the Believer music video.  They were signed by Dolph Lundgren which J just thought was awesome because he loves the Rocky movies.

They had some drums from the Smoke and Mirror tour.  There was this huge one with the mallets there.  Everyone was just taking pictures with it and then some guy in a crazy tie dyed shirt walked up and picked up the mallets and hit it really hard and we all looked around like, great now they are going to kick us out :)
These crazy costumes are from the Thunder music video.

So after like 20 minutes in the tent we left to buy some t-shirts for the kids.  Then we came back and got into a big line so that we could do our meet and greet picture.  So weirdly enough the girl standing with her hand on her face, that girl has been to see them 31 times.  She is like a super fan.  She's also done tons of meet and greets.  I wish I would have gotten a picture of the girl with her head turned.  She had made full out armor with the theme of the latest cd on it.  It was pretty awesome.  It was while I was standing in this line that I started to feel super sick.  My tummy hurt a ton and I thought I was going to have diarrhea.  So talk about awkward.  So that is the feeling I had going into this. 

These meet and greets are so fast.  You put your stuff down.  Shake all the hands...well that is what we did, good grief we are so Mormon.  Tell them how much your kids love them.  Stand in the middle.  Smile for a picture.  Then you are done.  It was crazy fast but cool.  Would I spend the money to do it again.  Probably not, unless I had the kids because I know it was this meet and greet that made me so sick feeling.  As soon as we left I felt my stomach un-clench and by show time I was fine.  The best part of the meet and greet tickets was this below, check out our seats.  Had we picked the pit GA we could have been right by the stage because they let the meet and greet people in first but I'm an old lady so we picked seats and they were nice and close.  What a great venue!  J even let me take a bunch of selfies with him, which he totally hates.  I mean just does not like, but he was in a good mood and so he was more selfie agreeable then normal.  

Here was one of the opening acts.  They had two.  K-Flay as well but this one was definitely the more amusing of the two.  The Group Love girl was in a full body cat suit and she was just shimming like there was not tomorrow.  It was awesome!

Tuesday, February 27, 2018

Some October Picture Catch Up

When I was in elementary school everyone used to tell me I had a witch's nose.  Come to think of it that continued into middle school and also high school.  Sometimes you just have to embrace who you are.

How does this kid not fall out of the bed.  Shesh.  It is a balancing act every evening.  

This guy loves hats but only when he is the one putting them on.  Also who doesn't love Target.  

Well at least it isn't a tooth brush.  He has pretty much put every tooth brush in this house in his mouth.

This little guy walking at church in his church clothes is pretty much the highlight of my Sundays.

Aunt Jo and Uncle Travis came to visit with baby O.  

The guys got busy cleaning out the barn and taking down a rickety patio cover.

Aunt Jo brought a bunch of clay and origami paper for the girls to play with. 

The girls went a little crazy with the paper and now I have butterflies hanging from my ceiling fans and puppy dogs hanging from my walls.  The butterflies look awesome when the girls turn the fans on.

Moms trying to get a good cousin picture.  It didn't really happen.

O and me hanging out.

We went to Utah and this guy at a rest stop made some rock necklaces for them.  

Kids in a scrum.

If you aren't tall enough to reach things find a "stool".

Twin day at school.  

80's day at school.  This is how my daughters actually dress most of the time so it wasn't much of a stretch.

We got our house painted.  I'm still getting used to it, wish it had a little more grey but it is definitely an improvement.

We took the kids to a LDS temple walk through.  They enjoyed being able to see the inside.  

Friday, February 23, 2018

Olympics Hangover

I have an Olympics hangover.  My brother and I have been binging figure skating like there is no tomorrow.  We arguing via text about who we think is the better skater, yell at eachother not to give spoilers if one of us has had to pause, discuss best costumes and song choices, praise and complain about the commentator, and question couple skaters claimes about platonic relationships.  It has been a real treat but yesterday is all came crashing down.  For those watching the Olympics you know the usual strong Russian team has been brought low.  There were allegations of dopping from the top down from 2012.  Any Russians invited have been under the olympic flag and almost no one from 4 years ago has been allowed to return.  One places where they shine bright though has been woman's figure skating.  There were some other amazing skaters but they were all basically slogging it out for who got third.  Meanwhile the two Russians were amazing.  Up until this year it was obvious who woud win.  Then a 15 year old trained by the same coaches jumped on the sceen and came out ahead in the short program.  It made it impossible for me to watch the Long.  My brother had to text me the results late last night.  At four in the morning I settled in to watch the programs.  The 15 year old won.  Point wise she came out on top, but guys Medvedeva's program was golden.  It was probably one of the best skates I've ever seen.  It combined the physical you expect to see with the emotion and artistry you rarely see outside of ice dancing.  I wish they could have in the very least shared Gold.  As it is Medvedeva had to settle for silver, which is a real shame because she was brilliant.

Sunday, February 11, 2018

How not to deliver test results.

I'm going to start this post out by saying Dr. J is fine.  There is nothing wrong with him.  Good, now you won't have to worry about him at all.  Let me tell you, you are the lucky one.

J went to the dermatologist earlier this week.  A few different members in our family have seen him and we get on rather well.  Apparently he wanted to be a med/ped doc before he became a dermatologist.  FYI his wife enjoys dermatology more because of all the free botox and procedures.  Who wouldn't :)  Anyway J has a few little weird moles.  We keep on an eye on them but there was one on his temple that was making him a little nervous.  The dermatologist agreed it looked a little iffy so they took a sample of it and sent it off.  Thursday at like ten the dermatologist gives me a call on the my cell phone.  "Hey," he says, "Is your hubby there?"  I told him that he was sleeping.  This week he did a slew of nights.  "Oh," he says, "well I'm going to give you my cell phone number and when he wakes up can you have him give me a call so we can talk about his lab results."

Now I'm going to interrupt this story right now to remind everyone I run pretty high on the anxiety front.  The second he offers his personal cell phone and ask me to have J call him when he gets up to get his results I start to freak out a little bit.  Why wouldn't he just tell him to call the office when he was off?  Why wouldn't he just email them?  Why wouldn't he just call his phone and leave a message?  I've had to call in plenty of times to get perfectly normal results from the office but no one has ever offered me their personal number.  They leave the office number and say to call in during office hours.  Heck the fact that it was even the doctor that calls has me on high alert.  Usually it is a nurse or an office person who calls.  So I have to sit with this for six hours.  Six hours I'm worried.  Six hours I'm thinking good grief this is such a weird way to deliver news.

Finally I hear the shower pop on upstairs.  I take care of the dog, get the kids settled, grab the number and head upstairs.  "Hey," I say my voice sort of catching in my throat, "the dermatologist called, he wants you to call him about your test results."  At this point J goes, "It's cancer."  Now mind you I haven't even mentioned yet that he left his personal cell phone for J to call.  I start to cry.  J gives me a hug and says, "It's ok.  Don't worry.  It will be fine."  But I'm thinking, "Will it be?"  I have friends and family who have fought cancer and won but I also have friends and family who have died and guys CANCER SUCKS!  It is just the worst.  It steals your loves ones.  It takes their health, their happiness, they lose their vitality and they slowly just disappear from you.  So I'm crying as I tell J that he left his personal cell phone number.  "Well," he says, "I better call."  So he calls and after just some general pleasantries the dermatologist says, "Yeah I just wanted to let you know your labs came back and they are benign.  No cancer."  I started to laugh but I'm not kidding at that moment I wanted to slap the dermatologist.  So there you go.  J doesn't have cancer.  Our dermatologist is still a pretty cool guy but for crying out loud that was a lame way to share that news!

Monday, January 1, 2018

Christmas Neighborhood Gifts

We live in a very small neighborhood.  It is 15 houses in three cul-de-sacs.  Our next door neighbor is super nice.  The guy across the street is super nice.  There is a new family that just moved in on the other side.  They seem super nice.  The rest of our neighbors...not so nice.  They weren't necessarily mean, more like just not present.   We rarely saw them outside.  They never talked to us and we were always a little bit suspicious over who got annoyed on how long it took us to clean up some junk left on our property by the previous owner and had the HOA send us a certified letter threatening to sue us.  I think part of the problem is we live by a bunch of introverts.  All the houses in our neighborhood have property and are mostly filled with people who want to keep to themselves.  Part of the problem is we are just at different stages in life.  We have kids and most of them are retired or nearing retirement.  Their youngest children maybe just graduated from high school.  A few of them have grandchildren our kids ages or older.  Another problem is we are rarely outside on Sunday doing yard work.  One Sunday when the kids were sick I mowed our lawn and realized the reason I never see any of our neighbors outside on Saturday is they all do yard work on Sunday.  Adding all those things to the fact that we were always a little suspicious on who sent us that letter and we just had never talked to most of the people in our cul-de-sac.  This year I'd sort of had it with this coldness.  It just seemed a little ridiculous.  So I made a ton of cinnamon rolls (Pioneer Woman because hers are the best!) and then I sent my kids to each house on the block and you know what, each house responded.  A couple like the guy across the street had something ready, because he and I exchanged last year, and the new family next door came by with a cookie mix a few days before but two of our neighbors who I'd never ever talked to showed up on my doorstep on Christmas eve. 

The first couple came by with those lovely little square pretzels, hugs, and m&ms.  I opened the door in PJ's because that is what we put on right after church.  The guy starts out, "Hi, we've never spoken before," and the woman finished, "but we wanted to come by and wish you a Merry Christmas."  They stayed for a few minutes chatting and then left.  A few hours later we got another knock.  The other neighbor who we have never talked to before either was standing there.  They had a large Christmas plate loaded with brownies, snicker doodles, and candy.  They were so warm and friendly.  The next day they stopped by to chat with Dr. J while he was shoveling the driveway.  It made me realize I'd probably contributed to the poor feelings in the neighborhood.  I should have forced those people to like me earlier :)  I'm planning on inviting everyone over for a BBQ when the weather warms up.  I hope they all come. 

Baby Gamer

Image may contain: 2 people, people sittingIt is no secret that the people in my family, excluding me, enjoy gaming.  A few days ago we took the kids to an indoor arcade plus we have in town.  Mr Squish was in heaven.  This was his favorite game.  It was Asteroids on a huge screen.  You sat in this chair with a partner and shot at the alien ships.  It was awesome...even I enjoyed it.  He also loves the new PlayStation.  He likes to grab a controllers and sit by his dad and push on the little knobs.  He doesn't watch TV but he likes to think he is playing video games.  It is a little scary.  Does it worry me.  Yes, yes it does.  It drives his dad and brother a little nuts.  Whenever they put the controllers up to charge he likes to go and grab them.  They take them and put them back on the charger and he cries.  Put that on repeat ten times. 

This morning he woke up at four.  Dr, J got him out of bed and brought him to our bed.  I nursed him and then he climbed out of bed.  I dosed off for a second and then woke up again thinking, "Wait where did my baby go?"  I got out of bed and looked in his sister's room, then his other sister's room, then his brother's room.  I was convinced he'd gone in to play with Legos when no one was awake.  He wasn't there.  I started quietly calling his name as I walked down the stairs.  I looked in the living room and then the office.  No Mr. Squish.  I looked in the kitchen and dinning room.  He wasn't there.  I was starting to think he wasn't downstairs after all when I heard a little squeak from the couch.  I peaked over and found him sitting in the dark, staring at the TV, the remote in his hands.  Apparently he thought he was going to play when no one was there to stop him.  He just hasn't figured out how to turn the TV on and start the PlayStation.  I'm sure that isn't long in coming. 

Tuesday, December 12, 2017

2017 Family Pics

 Family pictures.  I've been holding on to these for over a month because I didn't want to ruin the surprise of my Christmas card.  I'd never thought about it really, but last year my brother made a very pointed comment about how difficult it is to get excited about a Christmas card with pictures he'd seen splashed all over Facebook and Instagram.  I thought he was being totally annoying.  I love Christmas cards, even if they are pictures I've seen a million times before but I took it to heart so I've saved these ones.  I did post one of the kid's ones on Instagram so my father in law knew I had them and begged me to send him one.  I finally did so now Mr. Squish will finally be on the grandkids wall.  He is only 15 months old.  It isn't my in-laws fault though.  Last years pictures were such a fiasco that I still get mad talking about so they didn't get much play. 

This years pictures I'm much more pleased with.  I benefited from last years lessons.  I had two outfits for each kid to choose from (four for Gigi).  So they all picked what they wanted.  The negative on that is all my older kids picked blue shirts and there was less pink and teal then I'd intended but at least everyone was happy.  I'm very pleased with all the shots.  Excuse me my motherhood but my children are beautiful.  The only bum deal, I don't love the photographer. This was my second time doing photos with her.  She took some of a cake smash for Mr. Squish and she just never does a good job of putting me at ease.  I miss Jessica.  It is nice when you love the person taking your picture.  Then you can one have fun, and two when things go to pot, like they always do when you are taking pics you know they will understand, and you trusted them to squeak out amazing.  Thanks a lot Jess for giving me such high expectations :)  I miss you!


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