Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Getting so big.

Grayson has been making some big changes in his life. He is growing bigger every day, his front top teeth are growing in, and he has just recently decided to change his wakeup time from 9:30 to 7:30. This is pretty rough for mommy because I like to A) sleep in because I am the worst night-sleeper in the world or B) get up before Grayson and get some work done. Along with this new adjustment, Grayson has also decided that he no longer needs two 2-3 hour naps, but only needs one 2 hour nap a day. I feel like a pinball machine, bouncing around my apartment, trying to squeeze every task into a two-hour period. By the time I get our whole apartment spotless, it’s time to start cleaning again. The only scrapbooking I have completed is of us at the hospital holding a newborn baby… We haven’t even taken him home yet! I was so determined to keep my book updated, and I’m now seven months behind! Sheesh!
In the last conference, one of the speakers said the joy of parenthood comes in small moments… This two hour period is NOT one of them. But, hearing Grayson learn how to babble his first consonant (Buh) and constantly squeal in delight over everything, see him learn how to cruise while holding on to furniture, take him outside to feel (and eat) the grass, these are the moments that make my two-hour game of pinball so worth it!

Sunday, April 20, 2008


For the first time since we moved here, I don’t feel safe in our apartment complex. Last night around 3 am, I awoke to a weird knocking on the door. I thought I was hearing things so I listened, but the knocking didn’t stop. I woke up Barry and told him someone was trying to get in our house. By the time he made it to the door, the person was pounding. Barry looked through the peephole and discovered it was a girl, so he opened the door thinking she might be in trouble. She asked to see someone and very politely Barry said, “I’m sorry, that person doesn’t live here.” I heard her snap back at him and ask to see someone else. Once again a little more forcefully, Barry said “that person doesn’t live here”. After that, the girl started shouting, “Angela! Angela!!!” and she tried to shove the door open and push past Barry. He actually had to grab her and throw her out of our apartment. He slammed the door closed and locked it, and she went away… for a couple minutes. We listened and heard loud music coming from a neighboring apartment, they were throwing a party. After we realized what was going on, she came back and started kicking the door and yelling whoever’s name she was looking for. Barry called the cops and told them a stranger had just tried to force their way into our house and the operator told us a cop was on their way. Finally, we heard a man’s voice saying “Do not bust that door down!” She started yelling at him, and he told her that “Angela” and the other people she was looking for didn’t live here. She said, “yes they do!” and he went on to tell her that a young couple lived here. She kept arguing and finally he said they just had a baby, the people you want don’t live there. After he said that, she just walked away. I couldn’t believe it! This woman was sloshed out of her mind, spilled her beer all over our front patio, and left the can right in front of our door. But what makes me the most upset, is that the cops never even showed up. Glad they are working so hard to serve and protect. I suddenly want to buy a gun, some mace, and a taser (haha). But really, I was scared out of my mind.

Friday, April 11, 2008

Rocky jouney.

You know those days when you just don't want to get out of bed? Well, I was definitely having one of those and the thought of doing my three mile walk was anything but exciting. Usually when I get started, I start to really enjoy walking but this was not the case! I decided to listen to some music to distract myself and make time go faster. It didn't work. I was nearing the biggest slope on my walk and was complaining to myself about not wanting to push the stroller and struggle up the hill. I wasn't even paying attention to my C.D. and just kept staring at the upcoming challenge. Right as I hit the bottom of the slope and began to fill with dread, I heard Bomm, bom ,bom, bom, bom, bom, bom, bom, bom, bom. The 'Eye of the Tiger' started playing, you know, the theme from 'Rocky' where he is running up the huge stairs. I had Theme music to my trek up the mountain! haha! I was laughing so hard I probably looked like a raving lunatic!!! There's nothing like a little inspiration in life's challenges, huh? And what do you know, I actually enjoyed the rest of the walk.

Monday, April 7, 2008

Workin hard

I am feeling so great right now. I have been soooo sick of feeling like a big Blob! For the past two weeks I have been working really hard to eat healthier. A friend gave me the point system for weight watchers, but I can't afford to join or anything so I have just been using the points as a guideline for portions and better food choices. I also have been doing the three mile walk around the river every other day. Besides two run-ins with some very CREEPY men, I really enjoy my time. I have been told by several people that the river is perfectly safe to walk alone, and told by others that it is very dangerous. I thought I would take a chance on it and see for myself who was right and who was wrong. My mom is trying to get me to wear a whistle (haha) for my protection, but I am thinking about at least carrying a can of mace or pepperspray after that last incident.
Also, Barry's boss got everyone and their spouse at the office, a year's membership to EXTREME FITNESS! hehe, I love the name. I told my husband how much I wanted to start working out so he has volunteered to watch Grayson during his lunch hour so I could go. Isn't he wonderful!? So on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, I go to the gym for 45 minutes, and lift weights. I rotate between five upper-body machines and three legs machines and do three reps of 15 on each. It makes me laugh because I work out with a bunch of older men (as in REALLY OLD) and they are all lifting like 300 pounds, and I struggle trying to bench 25 pounds! Oh well, ya gotta start somewhere!
Barry also just got the new WII Dance Dance Revolution which has a workout program on it. You can actually type in how many calories you want to burn and it will construct a program around it so I try and do that during Grayson's naps. If any of you friends in Carlsbad care to join me in DDR I would love the company!!! Anyway, this is one of the hardest goals I have ever set for myself. I lost 25 pounds in college when I had mandatory dance classes and choreography rehearsals every day but trying to get in shape on your own is so HARD! Sheesh! But I am feeling so great and energized, it is sooooooooooooooooooooooo worth it! If any of you have any good eating or workout tips I would love to hear them!

Thursday, April 3, 2008


HOLY SMOKES! What is wrong with the World?! You’d think by now, things like this wouldn’t surprise me, but it does! I just watched the news about third graders plotting to stab and possibly kill their teacher. That just blows my mind… THIRD GRADERS! What made me the most mad, is that they interviewed a doctor about the incident, and he put all the blame on movies and video games, and didn’t mention a thing about these kids’ parents. It’s hard for me to believe that these kids come from loving homes.

Another thing, Barry was standing in line at Hastings a while ago, and this woman was standing in front of him with a boy that couldn’t be any older than six. He pointed at an advertisement of Saw II or III of IV (whichever one they are on now), and the kid said, “Grandma, remember when we saw that? It was scary.” Doesn’t that make you just so angry? Who in their right mind would subject an innocent child to such trash!?!? Some people should have their children taken away from them.

Last night, at mutual the topic of drugs came up, and these young girls, just middle school aged, were talking about Crystal Meth. I never even heard that word in middle school besides in D.A.R.E., but they know who the drug dealers are, and who’s doing what. I was so proud though, because one of the leaders asked if any of them had been offered drugs, and they all chimed in a big “No”. One the girls said, “they stay away from the Mormons. I’ve been told you can tell who the Mormons are just by looking at them, and they know not to even try.” Doesn’t that give you just a glimmer of hope for our children’s futures? We truly are a peculiar people… THANK GOODNESS!