40 pieces of random

This is my 40th post, so I'm going to give you 40 random facts about myself. I've seen people do this with their 75th and 100th posts...I don't know if I could come up with that many.

1. I love the rain. "It's like rain on your wedding day" I used to wish for that.

2. I love tuna fish sandwiches, only when my mom makes them. She has the perfect mayonnaise/tuna ratio...and it's on thick whole wheat bread. I can't eat them made by any other person.

3. Every time I clean the bathroom, or change the sheets I feel like it should be acknowledged. I don't feel that way about other household chores, just those. I always say something to Treavor like "we have two of the cleanest bathrooms in America" or "are you so excited to sleep in your fresh clean sheets?"

4. When I brush my teeth my left hand is always on my hip, just like my mom, and I think even her mom.

5. I love to chat with almost anyone.

6. Foods I'm loving lately: Oreos, jr. mints, oatmeal with vanilla yogurt and strawberries on top, home made sticky chicken finger salad.

7. I am an extrovert. I would very very very rarely choose to be alone over having company.

8. If someone gave me a hunk of cash to do anything i wanted with, I might get laser hair removal. I DREAM of never shaving my legs again.

9. I love Spring Summer and Fall equally. I only care for Winter Dec. 15th-30th.

10. When I'm supposed to sit still, I start to itch. In almost any given church meeting my back will be itchy in an unreachable spot.

11. I have always wished I was African American.

12. One of my favorite things is sleeping with the window open. ESPECIALLY if it's raining.

13, I always notice peoples hands. I can think of anyone I know, and picture their hands. I love that people's hands match their face in a way...weird I know.

14. I love heat. Fires, hot chocolate, heating pads, hot tubs, laying in the sun for hours on end...

15. My all time favorite movie is Return to me.

16. I'm not a perfectionist in anyway, I'm usually quite satisfied if I complete something at all.

17. My favorite book is To Kill a Mocking Bird. I used to want to be friends with Scout.

18. I'm claustrophobic. Sometimes I have to crawl under our bed to get stuff, Owen threw under and I DREAD it! My hands sweat and I can't breath.

19. I put butter on my poptarts. Can't eat them any other way.

20. I love learning about people. The way we think, why we behave certain ways etc. I'm constantly analyzing.

21. I'm SO not a dog person, but happen to love my dog.

22. I love to go to bed early, but always stay up late.

23. A lot of times, I first pick out my shoes, and then the outfit.

24. My toenails are ALWAYS painted. They kind of look like they belong to a man when they aren't.

25. I would take an old house over a new one almost any day. I love the squeaky floors, the cozy tightness, the charm...

26. I am a city girl, big time.

27. I really enjoy cooking.

28. I really hate ironing and am really bad at it. Treavor does his own ironing and usually mine too. For that I am sorry.

29. I'm so awful, terrible, horrible, and scared of math.

30. I kind of like going to the dentist. That clean feeling is worth it to me.

31. My husband is more romantic than I am.

32. Awkwardness is so funny to me. watching or listening about awkward situations cracks me up.

33. I love buying little things...lip gloss, hand sanitizer, those little packages of tissues, candy, hair accessories.

34. Being a mom is actually easier than I expected. So far. I guess it's cause I did so much babysitting, and being in charge of your own child is much easier than someone Else's.

35. Pet peeves: people breathing hard, loud chewing, slurping cereal, slow driving in the fast lane, people who hate their job, and take it out on you as the customer, people sleeping with socks on.

36. I love road trips.

37. In the color code test, I am very white.

38. I hate, and deal poorly with change.

39. I am not a planner at all. I love spontaneity. I'm really bad at keeping a calendar.

40. My dream job would be an interior designer, who designs t.v. and movie sets.

Lindie

I normally don't do birthday posts for our siblings (we have so many!) but I wanted to make an exception for this brown eyed beauty's 10th birthday!!

Lindie,
I remember 10 years ago today, being pink slipped out of my freshman geography class because my mom was in labor! I could NOT wait to meet you and find out if you were a boy or girl. I met Landon on the first floor of the high school. We gathered up the other kids from the jr. high, elementary, and pre school. As we drove out to the hospital we were all anxiously making guesses on brother or sister.
Dad met us out in the parking lot and said "mom had the baby" we kept asking "what is it?!" "what is it?!" he kept responding "it's a baby!" "it's a baby!". After taking the ride up the elevator that felt like an eternity and walking into the hospital room, We saw mom holding a cute little bundle in a PINK shirt!! immediately I was THRILLED to have another SISTER!! You were beautiful! Your lips were huge and dark red! We all gathered around moms bed, and just stared at you. You stared back, making eye contact with Landon for a long long time. I remember crying and being overwhelmed with my very first experience of the veil being so thin. You had come strait from heaven. You were an angel, and I was lucky enough to be your sister.
I hope you have a very happy birthday, and that your year as a 10 year old is as joyful as your life has always been. You bring happiness to our family everyday. We are grateful for your funny sense of humor, your energy, your sweetness, and that you make Owen laugh harder than anyone he knows.
We love you Lindie!!!

BOY

I was looking through photos, and loved this one of Owen. Mostly his pose. I think he would be covered in a coat of orange creamy and dirt every day, if it were up to him. Boys have fun.

Birthday festivities

I think, and hope that both Treavor and Owen had happy birthdays. We had a fun filled week celebrating their 1st and 28th years of life.
For Treavor's birthday we got a babysitter. What is so freeing, invigorating and refreshing about a night out babyless? I guess just that. It's babyless. Treavor and I went to dinner, shopped a little bit, got a carmel apple, that I forgot to share with him, and really enjoyed eachother's company. I guess we don't do the babysitter thing enough around here, cause it really gave me a little bit of a rush.

On Owen's birthday we did a lot of things he loves. We took a walk, blew bubbles, crawled up and down the stairs a lot, he ate Tostinos pizza for dinner (he can almost eat half of it!) and that night we went up the canyon. He loved putting his feet in the river! A couple days later we celebrated with both sets of his loving Grandparents and my siblings. We celebrated September birthdays with Treavor's family a few weeks ago.

Here are a few pictures from the week:


On our very little hike. Owen was pushed in the stroller the whole way, that gives you an idea of how smooth and easy the trail was.
Anxiously awaiting the arrival of our party guests.

Grandmas
The birthday boys:
I'm mostly posting this last picture for my oh "sew" talented cousin Natalie. She helped me make that birthday banner. I'm pretty proud of myself, cause it's the first little sewing project I've done since 7th grade sewing class where I folded my pillow case the wrong way, so it was long and skinny and I told my teacher I would use it for a laundry bag instead.

Owen's favorite part out of everything that happened, and everything that he received, are the three balloons that are still floating around our house.

ONE

My sweet Owie boy,
I never could have dreamed of the amount of joy you would bring me. A year ago today, on that beautiful September afternoon, I was overwhelmed by more emotion, than I've ever experienced.Your beautiful life brings me to happy tears on a regular basis.

Your eyes are deep, Your joy for life refreshing, your smile bright, your confidence humbling, your laugh contagious, your cheeks gushy, your kisses addicting, your presence sweet, your adventurousness exhausting, and your love full. For you, Owen Howard, I am eternally Grateful.

I love you to the blue blue sky.
Happy Birthday!!

Happy Birthday Treav!!

Happy Birthday, to the man who makes my life happy!!

Ode to Walmart

Dear Walmart,
I hate your stinkin guts.
You make me vomit.
You're scum between my toes.
Love, Sara

Grocery shopping to feed two and a half stomachs for a simple week, should not take two hours. It just should not. And I don't care what kind of savings it entails.

I stood in line for over forty minutes! FORTY!! At nap time.

I can't help but feel a little offended by the cute little couponer who took those ENTIRE forty minutes ahead of me.
It's ok that she had a lot of coupons and spends her entire days searching for deals and dissecting news papers. But maybe she could have turned around and apologized for her loooong ring up ordeal. or maybe she could have wiped the smirk off her face. Maybe she could have stopped with the gitty giggling. Maybe she could have NOT gone on and on to the cashier about how it's so worth it, and she's a stay at home mom, so she has the time to do it, and how she teaches classes on it. Maybe she could have NOT waved another cashier over from his station FIVE times because her thirteen jars of mayonnaise weren't ringing up with the 59 cent mark down. Maybe she could have sped up her decision making on which four candy bars to get when Walmart actually OWED HER!! Maybe she could have forgone writing her number down and telling the cashier to call her if she'd like to learn how to save.

Oh and maybe when it was my turn to ring up, and Owen was having a total melt down and flailing about in my arms, instead of laughing at him, the cashier could have said "sorry for the wait".

I have to say I handed my debit card over to pay my HEAFTY bill with a little bit of pride today.
I'm going to Albertsons next week (not because I can afford, but because I might go mental).

* My dislike is not toward people who like a good deal at the store. It is toward people who are inconsiderate.

Maybe I could have a better attitude...