gottcha. . .

uh, No mom .... I did not get into your beautiful teal eye liner without asking and that is not why I am hiding behind the couch....

enchanting? . . .

The other day I got a compliment. Well, I think it was a compliment. I was told that I reminded someone of Giselle off of Enchanted. . . . hmmm.

And just so you can see the resemblance....
I'm pretty sure I look like her twin... I'm just sayin'.

;)
In all honesty, I'm not sure why I reminded this person of Giselle or if they meant it as a compliment at all. But if they did, it might not have been anything to do with my almost exact facial replica of the character, and everything to do with how I walk with my arms out in mid-air all of the time. Or maybe my clothes look like they are made out of old drapes. Or it could be that my house looks like its been cleaned by a bunch of rats and other vermin. (I really hope its not this one) Or that I have a blissful outlook on life, etc. etc. The possibilities to this compliment are endless.

So thank you.
Really.
You sure put a smile on this girl's face.

Let your voice be heard . . . .

I'm deeply troubled by some information that I received tonight and because I believe that the wonderful people that read my blog believe the same way that I do I'm pleading for you to stand with me on this issue. Read fast, because there is just a small window of time to do something about it.

Here's the deal:

In layman's terms--Right now, the doctors and other medical staff in our country have the ability to refuse to perform a procedure that they feel morally or ethically opposed to. They don't have to do it and they can't be punished for not doing it. However.....Our new president, along with his administration, are repealing this policy. The new policy would require all doctors and all medical staff to perform any procedure that is asked of them, including (but not limited to) abortions.

This new policy is just asking for trouble. If its put in place, there will be major consequences for those doctors and facilities that refuse to do procedures. Or these doctors and nurses--who've spent thousands of dollars learning what they know and becoming who they are and saving the people they've saved--can simply leave their profession?

Do you see what I'm saying here folks. They can follow the demands of the administration or leave the profession. This does not sound like freedom to me. And, oh yeah... what about the whole Hippocratic Oath thing? You know "Above all, do no harm". I STRONGLY feel that each doctor and medical professional should decide for themselves which procedure they will do based on their own ethics and morals.

This is a terrible new policy.

Lucky for us, there is about 24 more hours that you can put in your opinion about this issue. (the petition expires at midnight of April 9, 2009)

Go here to find out more

or go to the link below to add your name to the petition.

http://www.freedom2care.org/action/message/patient

I believe in our country. I believe in our freedoms.

Please spread the word!

uplifting...

Oh how I love General Conference! I've looked forward to this weekend for months now. Listening to all of the amazing and uplifting talks yesterday and today, however, I started to feel a little self-conscious. Maybe guilty is a better word? I think my sweetheart summed my feelings up perfectly when he said, "I hope other people enjoyed our General Conference"

Did anyone else feel that way.....or are our suspicions correct? Were all the talks written just for Greg and I?

Seriously, I swear they were. :)

I am so grateful for these inspired men and women and their dedication to our Father in Heaven and Savior. My life is so blessed because of these choice people.

I feel uplifted.

Happiness just might have a price tag . . .

Today I'm smiling.

And its even real.

and bright.

Actually... I'm way past smiling. I'm giddy.

I just found out that there is finally a generic for the crazy expensive medication that I have to take. Do you know what that means?! I'm saving $220 a month.

I can barely contain my joy.

In fact, I kind of look like this:
except I don't have 'istockphoto' written on me.

Oh happy day!!

Don't be such a cry baby . . .

It's a very rare occasion to see tears streaming down my husband's face. In fact, in the nine and a half years we've been blissfully married I've only known him to cry a handful of times. So when I observed my husband's eyes starting to glisten the other night, I knew it had to be blog worthy.

He was watching this:

That's right. He only cries when he finds something so unbelievably funny that he can't help himself. You can only witness this event under the right circumstances though, i.e. when he is sleep deprived and its really late at night, or when he's had a little bit too much root beer to drink. Okay, I might be lying about the latter example...

Other clips that made his beautiful brown eyes overflow?

Pure Luck: Who could forget this gem? From about a minute into the show and all the way through it, Greg is happily watching. However when Martin Short gets stung by a bee....

Galaxy Quest: The part where the Alien monster gets transported inside out. Gets him every time.

Top 100 Most Outrageous Moments of all-time: These beauties are so funny and since we have the episode recorded, we've watched it a lot. The best times are when Greg lets the tears flow in anticipation of his favorite clips.


Am I sad that I've never seen my dear husband shed a tear out of emotion? Nah, I love this feature of my eternal companion and besides, tears with laughter are so much more fun to watch.

When life gives you lemons . . .

It all started when Greg came home with a ton of these lip puckering sensations. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
I was so excited because, you see, these are no ordinary lemons. Oh no...... they're special. They're a cross between a lemon and a mandarin orange and they're amazing to cook with.

The problem lied with the amount of the lemons that Greg brought home. Over 2 dozen. I like lemons as much as the next girl but there was no way that we were going to be able to use 2 dozen before they spoiled.

And then I had an idea.

We were going to challenge our neighbors to a cooking competition.

Yes, that's right. A cooking competition like nothing that you've ever seen. It was going to be fun, a little courageous and well, downright silly. We called it the "I can't believe it's not Iron Chef" competition.

It turned out awesome.

Some highlights:

• secret ingredients: Meyer lemons, Ricotta cheese, Zucchini and LUCKY CHARMS.
  
• The opposing team used all of the secret ingredients in their dessert. I'm not kidding. And it got a thumbs up from the judges.
  
• The kids were amazing judges, they would not be bribed.
• My kids were introduced to new foods.
  
• Costumes. What would a cooking competition be without stellar dress-ups?
• um, the fantastic food... but that was probably a given.
• Staying up way past our bedtimes. On a school night.
• Memories to last a lifetime.
  

The only drawback for the day was the migraine that hit the morning of the competition. 3 hours of physical therapy got me through the worst of it though and all we had to do was change our menu, start the competition a little later and omit the prizes. Next time baby, it'll go as smooth as honey.

The ironic thing? Greg bought the lemons for a purpose... they were for a fabulously authentic Italian dessert that he had been dreaming about making for months. You guessed it. He didn't even get to make the dessert. Maybe he should buy more lemons next time? ;)