How Well Do You Know Me???

So there is this quiz thing going around on Facebook called "How Well Do You Know ____?" and I made one. I wasn't surprised that Zac did the best of everyone and that not many people scored above 50% (especially because I seem to be getting around 40% on most other people's), but I was a bit surprised by some of the obviously wrong answers. So I thought maybe I would take the time to answer a few questions and provide an explanation for each. I know this is usually all about Logan, but now you get a little taste of Sarah, too.

1) What is my middle name?
a) Kay
b) Kay Marie
c) Marie
d) Thomas (my maiden name)

Answer: c. Answers to this one were all over the board. Fact: my first name is Sarah Kay. Like Mary Beth or Maryanne. One name. The story (as I've been told) is that my mom liked Kay because of her good friend with the same name. And I guess my dad liked Sarah. So they compromised and combined them. I really don't know where the Marie came from, other than it's the most generic middle name in all world history.

2) My guilty pleasure is...
a) Ice cream
b) Chocolate
c) Primetime TV
d) Bubble baths

Answer: c. This one is more of a "process of elimination" question. I don't like ice cream for a few reasons. 1. I worked at an ice cream shop for 2 summers and it kind of killed any taste for ice cream I had. 2. It's cold and I have sensitive teeth (though I LOVE milkshakes...when you use a straw it doesn't touch them). And 3. I have lactose issues so ice cream usually does a number on my digestive tract.

Next, I just don't like chocolate. In any form. Except white chocolate which, I have been told by many a chocolate enthusiast, is not actually chocolate.

Lastly, bubble baths gross me out. Something about sitting in stagnant, hot water that can rapidly become tepid, surrounded by dirt and dead skin is just yucky to me. Hot tubs I can handle. Baths are just ookie.

3) My due date is the same day as...
a) Logan's birthday
b) Zac's birthday
c) Logan's original due date
d) Independence Day

Answer: b. Which is July 18th. 40 days from now!

4) My favorite book in the "Twilight" series was...
a) "Twilight"
b) "New Moon"
c) "Eclipse"
d) "Breaking Dawn"

Answer: b. Anyone who chose d is a moron. "Twilight" was ok...but broke a lot of conventional rules of YA literature and didn't do a good job when actually breaking them. And "Eclipse" was fine. Nothing really wrong with it, but nothing outstanding. So "New Moon" was my favorite because of the emotional attachment I had to Bella (which I thought was lacking in the other 3 books). And they go to Italy. Sweet.

5) What is my degree in?
a) English Teaching
b) Comparative Literature
c) English Literature
d) English

Answer: d. I'm pretty sure this was the most widely-missed question. It was just English. Nothing fancy about it. I read, I wrote, I graduated. And no, I don't know what I'm planning on doing with an English degree, other than say "I have a BA in English."

So...more to come later...

Sunday Snapshot...

Since Logan has been sick, he has taken advantage of the "I'm allowed to sleep in Mommy and Daddy's bed when (and ONLY when) I don't feel well" rule. Only problem is, I can't sleep with two kicking, snoring boys in my bed and one very active girl in my belly. So I retreated to the pull-out couch last night and actually slept quite well. So the hide-away bed was still out this morning...and afternoon...so Logan couldn't help but climb up there. And I couldn't help but snuggle up right next to him :-)

One Of Two Things Has To Happen...

I either need to sell Logan or I need a double stroller. And today I'm leaning toward the former option since he is acting like the spawn of satan. So here's my For Sale Ad:

Two-Year-Old For Sale:
Two-year-old male for sale. Mostly potty-trained, used to sleep through the night. Occasionally gives hugs and kisses, but lately seems ornery and would prefer to hit, scream, or all-together ignore you. Will include toddler bed and a month's supply of diapers at no extra cost. Make me an offer. Child is a pain in the tush, but worth it when he says "I love you, Mommy."


Ok, that last line got me. Maybe I'll hang onto him. But that means I'm gonna need me one of these...


This is the Wal-Mart Ad. After doing some research, I think I want the "Baby Trend Sit-N-Stand Plus" double stroller. It has two tandem seats, but the back one can be removed and converted into a platform for the bigger child to either sit or stand. And the front seat accommodates an infant carrier. And if I'm allowed to get picky, I want a beige one. Guess we'll have to see what the mister says...

So This One Time, There Was A Duck In My Kitchen...

I've been wanting to plant some flowers for our front stoop and a nursery down the road was having a sale. So we went today after Zac went to work. As soon as we got home, I got to work planting, using my neighbor's little spade. (I think I'm starting to nest again...) After my flowers were looking particularly cute out front, I went though the house and out the back door (in the kitchen) to return my neighbor's spade to her back stoop. Logan had followed me out, so I left the back door open so he could come inside when he felt like it while I went back to the front stoop to take pictures of my new flowers. When I had finished, I came inside and found Logan standing in the hallway between the kitchen and living room frantically saying "Ducky!"

Me: "Logan, are there duckies outside?" (not uncommon)
Logan: "DUCKY! DUCKY!"
Me: "Do you want to give the duckies some bread?"
Logan: "DUCKY! DUCKY!" (now waving his arms like a maniac)

So I walked into the kitchen to grab some bread out of the cupboard and as I turned to head out the door, I saw it. There was a duck in my kitchen, standing right next to the table.

Logan: (pointing at the duck) "Ducky, Mama."
Me: "I guess there is a ducky, Logan."
Duck: "Quack."

So we shooed her out of the kitchen but she hung around the back door until she (and the mallard with her) were fed a few slices of bread.



Moral of the story: sometimes you have to deal with the duck in your kitchen.

Sick Boy...

A little Logan update. The poor boy is sick. Again. It started 2 Fridays ago. He had diarrhea like nobody's business. He had it most of the weekend and the beginning of the following week, which culminated with him throwing up for the first time ever Tuesday night. That was enough to make me put my trip to Vegas on Thursday with Savannah and Liz on hold, but when Logan seemed to have radically improved, we went anyways.

Then Saturday night, we seemingly infected everyone at our cousin's house that we stayed at. 5 of the 9 of us in the house got the insane diarrhea and throwing up thing (I avoided it...since I don't throw up EVER...but Logan did again). So I felt awful for getting everyone sick AND I felt awful for my poor little guy having to go through it AGAIN. So we came home Sunday night and Logan just took it easy for a few days. And then yesterday (Wednesday) he got hit pretty hard again.


Not only was the diarrhea persisting, but the poor kid had a temperature of 103.5. It didn't go down below 100 all night with the help of Motrin or Tylenol, so I called the doctor this morning. Turns out he has an ear infection along with whatever is causing the diarrhea. So he's on antibiotics for the ear infection and we're just waiting on a stool sample to figure out the nearly 2-week diarrhea problem. Joy!!!!

Remember...

...how I'm having a baby next month? Well it hit me today when I found out my friend, Hailey, went into labor last night. And her due date was only 2 weeks earlier than mine. And though I don't expect to go into labor super early like she did, I realized that we are SO not ready.

So that prompted me to start pulling stuff out of storage...the first thing being our infant car seat. Then after wiping it down, I realized that I really wanted a pink car seat for our little girl. That led me to researching car seat covers online...and I seriously found them ranging from $65-$120. THAT'S ABSURD!!!!

Well, that started me into craft-mode. I dismantled the car seat cover we have, made my own pattern, and set off for JoAnns. After debating forever between two main materials, I ended up settling on this one:


Super cute, right??? :-)

So I got all my materials (Velcro, elastic, material, ribbon, and thread) and ended up paying only $28.31 (with my 40% off coupon)! I was pretty psyched. Until I got home and realized I got 2 1/2 YARDS of material when I really should have gotten 2 1/2 FEET... so I'm a moron and got three times as much as I needed. I re-calculated and found out my entire car seat project really should have only cost me $17. But oh well. I can't wait to get started and post pictures!!!

(Also, I realize this doesn't get me any closer to being ready for the baby. If anything, it sets me back. But that's how my crazy pregnant brain is working these days!)

I Love This Kid...

So while Zac and I celebrated our 6-year-date-iversary (Skyroom for lunch and a movie), Logan went to his Aunt Liz's. Last time he was there, he managed to lock himself in her bedroom and she and her roommate had to break in through a window to rescue him. This time, he managed to get himself in trouble again...and you can read all about it here.

He never fails to amaze...

Six Years Ago Today...

...two people fell in love.




Well, they had their first date. And if you really want to, you can read all about it Here.

Love you, hunny!

Bree Biesinger Despain Rocks My World...

Through a friend of a friend, I have yet another favorite author. And not only is she amazing in the literary world, she is also pretty fan-freaking-tastic in the blogging/giveaway world, too. So in order to bump up my entries for her latest contest (which you can enter here) I am promoting her site, too.

I highly recommend you enter the contest for a chance to win "The Chosen One." My creative writing teacher from a few semesters back wrote it...and it's amazing. So amazing that it will blow your mind. While breaking your heart. And still leaving you with a sense of hope. And if you don't win it, I'll lend you my copy. Or better yet, buy a copy for yourself. Or, if I win the grand prize, then I'll send you one of the copies.

So when you go to her site to enter, make sure you leave a comment saying I sent you, so I get more entries. And again, if I win, I promise to send you the autographed copy of "The Chosen One." Cause I already have one.

Random, scatter-brained, 1:00 am thought over.

"Oh It's Windy..."

My good friend Rachel Sheehan had this home video if her at about three years old and she was outside playing on her swing set. She's just doing normal childhood stuff and then this gust of wind blew her way and she turned and yelled "Oh it's windy!" The memory of that video has always made me laugh.

And boy was it windy here today. Well, sporadically, but ut was.

It hit 91 today and was really freaking hot. But around 4:00 when Zac went off to work, Logan and I walked him out to the car to say bye. It had cooled off significantly, with clouds on the western horizon, so we decided to stay outside and play for a while. Logan's friend, Lydia, also came out to join us. They played on Savannah's exercise trampoline, threw some pine cones around, and were riding up and down the sidewalk on some of Logan's push toys. While they were playing, I decided to call my mom and tell her I got my diploma in the mail today. (Side note: I GOT MY DIPLOMA IN THE MAIL TODAY!!!) So while I was talking to her, the kids wandered down to the end of the building and were playing under some willow and pine trees. I could still see them, so I wasn't concerned.

Until the wind picked up.

This huge gust of wind blew by and literally knocked Logan off his feet. I started walking over to make sure he was ok while he stood up. Then another huge gust came by and not only knocked him back down, but flipped him over! The same gust literally picked little 3-year-old Lydia up off the ground while on Logan's fire truck, too. So I said something along the lines of "Holy crap Mom, I'll call you back," hung up, and ran over to grab the kids. When I got to them, I just grabbed them and held on tight. Without the building there to block the wind, it was INSANE!!!!! Then I saw my neighbor run out of the house looking all frantic and searching for her daughter. I yelled to her and she ran over and was almost knocked over by the wind herself. So the two of us managed to get the kids inside, but not without being pelted by pine cones and small tree branches first. Thankfully, no injuries to report. Just traumatized kids.

Well, turns out (according to the news) it was officially a "dry microburst" that hit us at about 70 miles per hour. There was one reported up north of us in Centerville, too.

And the funny thing? We never got any rain.

Sunday Snapshots...

The ones of Logan are stolen from Liz. 'Cause she's amazing. The one of me is at 30 weeks. This silly little girl has been lying sideways (or "transverse" if you want to be all technical about it) for the last month or so. My doctor said she wouldn't worry about trying to turn her until I was at least 34 weeks and that she would probably end up flipping on her own.


And last night she did.

I first started feeling VERY pregnant yesterday. Like my stomach was sticking out super far (as opposed to the picture, where I just felt wide). Then I noticed I was using the restroom about every hour, I was having the worst heartburn of my life, and I could no longer feel a head on one side of my uterus and a bum on the other. I'm all squishy on the sides now! So hurray for that. Yes, it means I may be a bit more uncomfortable in bladder and heartburn terms, but I can deal with that if my little girl will cooperate with my attempt at "natural" childbirth...which wouldn't be happening if I had to have a c-section!

Happy Mother's Day!!!

And since it's such a wonderful day to celebrate all of the Moms out there, my Sunday Snapshots are dedicated to you:

My Favorite Mother's Day Video...

I seriously can't get enough of this. So as a gift from me to you, Happy early Mother's Day!!!!

Where To Begin...

So so so much to catch up on. First, WE GRADUATED!!!!! Second, my mom, my grandma, and my mother-in-law all made it out for graduation. It was a ton of fun having them here...it was my mom and my grandma's first time out to Utah. I think they had fun.


While they were here, I made sure to take them to all of the must-see places (well, as much as I could do in 4 days). We did a campus tour, hit the bookstore, L&T in the Cougareat, Cafe Rio, Tucanos, the Museum of Art, Ikea, Temple Square (and the Family History Center), SubZero, and had planned on going to Arches National Park down in Moab, but didn't make it. We were too worn out!

And then, if you can remember back to a post in December, I got tickets to go see "Wicked" in Salt Lake. So I left my mom and grandma home with Zac and Logan and went to see it with my very best friend in the whole world. Dani and James flew up from San Antonio for a few days just so she could go see "Wicked" with me!!!! Well, and to see her family, but whatever. So the show was AMAZING. We had seats near the back on the aisle, and we were even fist in the restrooms at intermission. But that's what you get when you put two pregnant girls together :-) She took all the pictures on her camera, so I'll have to post those when I steal them off of Facebook. (Hint: Dani, upload those pictures!!!)

So after a whirlwind week of family, friends, and graduation, everyone left on Tuesday the 28th. And my life came to a sudden screeching halt. I'm no longer taking classes, doing homework, taking tests, or writing papers. I don't have a calling in church (NOT complaining, by the way). I don't have a demanding child (again, NOT complaining). And I only have the one, for now. So I'm feeling a little lost. I joined a book club, a walking group, and a writing group, all in hopes of vamping up the social void graduating has left me with, but I still feel a little out of it knowing I'm a college graduate with no professional prospects.

(Well, there was that submission I made to an agency for my novel, but I'm almost praying for a rejection letter. I told them it was a complete 90,000 word novel. It's not. It's only about half done at 40,000 words. But I had to do it for my class.)

So I guess that sums up what's been happening the last month. Currently, we're waiting to hear back from a few studios for an internship for Zac. He didn't get one with Pixar (But that wasn't a huge surprise. They only accepted one intern from BYU), but we're still waiting on BlueSky Studios in New York and Avalanche here in Salt Lake. And if he doesn't get either of those, he will just complete his internship credits at BYU (which he is currently doing to build his portfolio anyways). So other than waiting for an internship...or even a JOB!...we're just waiting on the baby. Who currently prefers to lie sideways in my uterus rather than up-side-down like normal children. Just hope she changes her mind in the next 4-6 weeks!


A smattering of pictures to come...

Sunday Snapshot...

Sorry. I've been on blogging hiatus. And now it feels like too much to catch up on. But I'll do it. I promise.