Wednesday, March 28, 2012

and *then* the pediatrician said:

I don't remember if I ever told you about the last minute fill-in ped we saw for Addie's 2 month well check when I had to change her appointment.

But first, yesterday, talking with our regular ped...

Him: Addison looks great. She's in the 50th percentile for her height and her weight.

Me: And the 100th for her head?

Him: (a little half smile) Nnnnoo....just the 97th.

Paul: (Laughs out loud)


So, back to the 2 month well check.

I took Addison by myself and the ped I'd never met was going over her measurements....

Her: Wow. Did you have a c-section?

Me: No

(awkward silence)

Me: Why?

Her: Because her head is so huge I'm just really surprised she fit through.

Me: (kind of laugh)

She then looks at me, but doesn't make eye contact. More, looks around at my head like it's a giant globe and she's trying to locate all the continents.

Her: But I see that it runs in the family.

Me: . . . .

Her: Can I measure your head, just to see how big it is?

Me: Sure. Why the hell not.

She measures...well, *tries* to measure...

Her: Yeah...your head is too big to even measure with the adult sized measurer.

Me: So just to make sure we're clear, my daughter and I have HUGE heads??

I don't get offended because none of our doctors here are American. Seriously, between my kids and I, we've seen 14 doctors in California and only two of them are American. Doctors of other nationalities are more free with their words and less careful about offending, that's my experience anyway. I'm used to it, and I don't mind it. Adds a little fun to an otherwise routine visit.

And I think Addie-cake's head is adorable, even if it is like an orange on a toothpick.

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Remember yesterday when I said I was done talking about The Hunger Games?

Well, just one more geek fest...or six...

Look at my cool hoodie...And my cool bag...And my cool travel mug...And Paul's cool travel mug...And my cool "Keep calm and Hunger Games" pins from Etsy... (That I can't find the link for and can't remember the sellers name. :/)And my cool resin refrigerator magnets I made. (That wouldn't have been possible without my amazingly talented friend, Heidi, who shared her designs for free in a guest post on her friends blog. I love them!The mugs, hoodie, and bag are from And we got everything for 31.4% off on pi-day (3/14). They do 30% off sales every few days, so if you want to order from them, wait for a 30% coupon code, seriously, it's offered like 1 or 2 days a week.

Monday, March 26, 2012

The Hunger Games (movie review)

I'm glad I read the series so close to the movie release. It was so hard for me to wait for the 2 weeks or so that I waited.

Let me start by saying, I had very high expectations for this movie. I was quite possibly more excited about this movie than I've ever been for a movie.

Paul told me I was too excited, and that this level can only lead to one thing: disappointment. (Personally I think Paul kind of wanted me to be disappointed so I'd stop talking about it so much. I squeeze in little HG references whenever I can. Like, we voted by mail, and Paul was taking it very seriously, I was too, but he kinda watched me do it like I was 5 and he thought I'd mess up. When I finished and sealed my envelope in the way I was instructed by him (and the instructions) I said, "Now can I write, 'May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor' on it?" And yesterday morning at the farmers market bakery, I pointed at a loaf and said, "That looks like District 11 bread." He just rolled his eyes.)

There were two things I was worried about, but didn't want to admit it. One- I don't like Woody Harrelson. The Haymitch the book created for me was very different than what I thought Woody could pull off. Two- I saw Ellen interview Lenny Kravitz and he was blah, he needed to step it up to be the Cinna I had a crush on after reading the books.

Also, the very first facebook review I read from a friend who had seen the movie was a bad one. That worried me.

Having said all that, I was still really excited.

And, my expectations? They were exceeded.

I absolutely loved the movie. It was very true to the book. (Thanks to Suzanne Collins for helping write the script.) The casting was amazing. Haymitch and Effie were even better on screen than in the book. Cinna was exactly what I wanted to see him be. The scenery, the train to the capital, Katniss' personality, the peacekeepers, the capital, the capital people and their clothing and done-upness, all was so well done. Also, Katniss and Peeta looked awesome on fire, and Katniss' interview dress was fantastic.

I was more emotional than I expected I'd be throughout the movie. From the moment Effie read "Primrose Everdeen" I got a little teary eyed, and felt on the verge several more times. During Rue's death I did a couple trying-to-be-quite-but-awkwardly-loud-sniffle-cries. It was such a beautiful and heart breaking scene.

There were a couple parts that I really 'got' while watching the movie, and know that if I hadn't read the book, I wouldn't have caught on as much. Like, Katniss' 'acting' in the arena as Peeta's star crossed lover. She was very conflicted in the book about kissing him, playing the game, thinking of Gale, what Haymitch might think of her actions, and you didn't get that much in the movie... Her constantly reminding herself to stay strong, do this, don't do that, etc. in order to get sponsor gifts... Her shock in seeing Peeta with the careers was greater in the book.

But when you think about how much of the book is Katniss thinking, and also the vivid descriptions of everything, I think it was pretty amazing that you could still get so much of that in the movie.

I loved the added scenes that will help flow into movie #2, like after Katniss' salute to district 11 and what broke out there, Seneca Cranes death, and I also loved seeing the game makers workspace and plans. The commentary from Caesar was perfect, I thought, to help the games flow along. Stanley Tucci did not disappoint, but I wasn't worried about that. I was glad the dog tribute mutations scene was short. That was a little much for me in the book- having them look like the fallen tributes, and having them go to town on Cato all night. The finale of the games in the movie was better than in the book in my opinion. But did we all pee a little when the first dog jumped out on Peeta??

I have to say, I had a really sad/conflicted moment at the end when I saw Primrose on Gale's shoulders. I was a little sad that he becomes such a revolutionist in the future, instead of just loving Katniss. But I love how much Peeta loves her, too.

Paul didn't like the parts that were done with handheld camera work. He said he got motion sickness. I don't know, but I didn't feel like it was that much. Just a few minutes at the beginning, and then in the arena, but mostly just the fight scenes. And I think the shaking and the silence that happened was good because you saw and heard less of the blood baths, which also is probably the reason it could get a PG-13 rating. So maybe sit middle to the back to avoid getting dizzy during a couple scenes or whatever, but really it's not that bad.

Anyway, I heart the hunger games, but I'm going to try and move on with real life now. Like, on 'The Voice' when the host announces the next pair to battle in a sing off, I'm going to try not to automatically think that it's a battle to the death.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Family Vacation

Paul and I want to take the kids on a little trip every year. Even if it's just for a night. I though that camping would be our thing, and maybe it will be eventually, in like 3 or 4 years. But not at this age. (Last summer with just one kid showed me it's too soon for that.)

Last year we took Garrett to San Diego for a night and we went to the zoo. This year the four of us went to La Quinta, (Palm Springs area). Paul's second cousin has a vacation home there that we stayed in. It was so nice to get away for a night. And we had nothing planned and didn't do much of anything either. Perfect vacation! The kids both napped for a long time when we first got there. We went on a walk in Old Town when they woke up. We went to a Thai restaurant for dinner. Ran by Target to see if that had a cake plate I wanted that our Target sold out of. (They had it.) And then went back to the house for the evening.Funny story at dinner. It was a tiny little restaurant, and their obvious goal was to hit the max amount of seating that the law allowed. Cra-ammed. There were two cute old couples sitting together who's laps we practically got seated on for dinner. They were done eating and just sitting and visiting. The kids were being good, but Addie wanted to be out of her car seat and Garrett wanted to touch everything, and he was at a arms reach of about 4 tables so we had to watch him closely. We ordered and our food came. As soon as it came, one of the cute Grandmas reached for Addie and said, "Here, let me hold her so you can enjoy your dinner." It was kind of one of those, "Ahh...what do we do?!" moments, but we passed her over. As she took Addie from Paul, cute little Garrett had the most precious reaction. His bottom lip sagged and began to quiver as he fought back the tears. He looked at me, then at Paul, then back at me. He looked so sad and confused. I wish I knew exactly what he was thinking at that moment, but I will forever believe that he absolutely loves his sister and can't imagine living without her in our lives, and the sadness on his face was because he thought we were giving her away. I kept saying, "It's ok pal, she's right there, it's ok." He finally seemed kind of ok with it, but kept looking over at her a lot just to make sure.

We put both of the kids to bed and then played cards and ate the new coconut m&m's. You have to try them. Delish!...if you love coconut, and chocolate, and hard candy shells that melt in your mouth- not in your hand, because that's what they are.Both kids were little rock star sleepers. I always have vacation sleep anxiety. G slept 11 hours, and Addie slept 8.5, had a quick feeding, then slept 2 more before we had to wake her to head to the farmer's market.We wandered old town again, had a farmer's market breakfast and we were on the road back home.We had to head back for Poppy's birthday party, but with a quick Hunger Games matinee before that.

About The Hunger Games. Paul has been telling me for days that my expectations were way too high, and that I probably needed to prepare a little to be disappointed. My expectations were exceeded. Come back tomorrow for a full movie review, right now I have some babies to go snuggle.

Friday, March 23, 2012

2 husbands

Paul's friend (and my friend), Braden, came to town for the week. He's an apprentice at the funeral home Paul worked at in Utah and he's in the new Mortuary Science program that just started this year at SLCC, but we're trying to convince him to move here, work for White Emerson, and go to school where Paul went. I don't know if it'll happen, but we at least convinced him to spend his spring break out here to check it out.

He went to work everyday with Paul, so every evening I had two men come through the door in suits and ready for dinner. I even got "Hi honey, we're home." a couple times.

I didn't take any pictures with my camera, but I got a couple with my phone.

Here's Braden seeing how many toys he can stuff in Garrett's jacket before it makes him tip over.And here's the men and the kids walking into an event that Paul sponsored for work. Braden thought they looked like Mormon missionaries. I thought we all looked like a Polyandry family because I was walking ahead of them with the bags and bottles.It was nice to have an extra set of hands, but I'm sticking to my one husband!

Also this week, Garrett's hair got long enough to be able to put an elastic around it. Look at that shaggy mess!Addison got even cuter.And I've been working on all kinds of projects. Picture frames...sewing...resin...making lists of new things to buy and make when I'm in the craft mecca (Utah) in a couple weeks... I wish I had a huge studio where I could organize everything and leave stuff out all the time, and I wish I had a little more uninterrupted time, but it's so great to be creative again. Maybe I'll take some pictures of what I've been working on sometime.

And it's the weekend! Paul worked last weekend so he's ready for a break. We're taking the kids on a much needed mini-vacay. I'm not even sure where...Palm Springs I think. And it's Hunger Games weekend!!! I'm more excited for this than I have been about anything in a really long time.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

St. Patrick's Day

I was going to let this holiday slide by unnoticed. Friday was quite possibly one of the most randomly crappy days I've had in a very long time. No reason. Just crappy. So much so, that Paul took the day off at the last minute, just so I could work on getting out from under the dark cloud. By Friday evening I decided to try and think of something fun to do on Saturday to help me snap out of it. Paul had to work all weekend, so it was just me and the kids.

I'd pinned a few ideas on Pinterest. Which, Pinterest, by the way, made the news here in LA a few days ago and the reporter doing the story called it, "Pin-interest", and said it's "Facebook's new social media threat." Ok, not quite.

Anyway, Garrett and I had green french toast and green milk for breakfast. I think he was scared of the milk. I gave him syrup for the first time. For some reason syrup can put me in a sugar induced coma faster than anything, so I only gave Garrett a few drops. But he LOVED it. He (literally) licked his plate clean.
After his morning nap we frosted sugar cookies. (Note to self: Next time, eat lunch before you pull out the cookies.) Syrup for breakfast + frosting for lunch = mother of the year.

I made Irish Stew for dinner, minus the irish. It was so yummy and so easy, and partially made up. Here's what I did if you want an easy crock pot dinner.About a pound of steak (or stew meat) cubed and browned in a couple tbs. oil
4 med potatoes, peeled and cubed
6 med carrots, peeled and sliced
1 lg onion diced
A little diced celery...I don't love cooked celery, but I had some, and my mom always puts it in her stew so I added a little.
2 cans of Cream Of whatever soup. I had one chicken and one celery so I used those.
2 cans of tomato sauce
About 1 tbs minced garlic
About 2 tbs chili powder
About 1/4 cup ketchup

Mix it all in a crock pot, I added about a cup of water. I salted and peppered it a little and let it cook for a few hours. Yummy. Oh and I think if you want it to be Irish, just add some Guinness instead of water.

Poppy had worked with Paul all day so we invited him up to join us. For dessert I made Irish dirt cake. Also, minus the irish. Very easy as well and pretty good. I got the recipe from via Pinterest.I also dressed my kids festively and took pictures of them being cute. And during nap time I made a handkerchief dress for Addison. I wish I could find smaller handkerchiefs because when I finished this I tried it on Garrett and I bet it won't fit Addie for a couple more years, but if I cut it down I'd lose the pattern in the fabric. Anyway, it took like 15 minutes, I'm going to try it with regular fabric too though, so I can make them any size I want. Total cost, less that $5.00!And when the fun was over and all the messes were cleaned up, I went to find my family because it had been pretty quiet for a while, and this is what I found in our bedroom.Perfect way to end the day.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

my little helper...etc...

I think I've mentioned before what a great little 'helper' Garrett is. He wants to do laundry, wipe off his high chair, scrub the tile floor, sweep, organize the fridge, cook, organize the pans, feed the fish, anything I'm doing, he wants to try, he even sometimes pushes on and holds the back of Addie's head while I'm nursing her- just to make sure she's getting enough I guess... and his new one is pushing the shopping cart. I keep reminding myself to be patient, because although right now my little helper makes each project take (at least) twice as long, maybe one day he'll still love to help and it will actually help! If I ever have to take him to a store and we get a cart, I try to be prepared with distractions so he won't remember that he wants to push the cart. Sometimes it works and sometimes it doesn't. It's really hard work, and he is so focused when he's doing it that it's actually really cute and he always gets a lot of smiles and attention from other shoppers.I love these kids. Last night I asked Paul if he even remembers life without Addie and if he can image life without her. Even though she was even more of a surprise than Garrett was, we just feel really complete with her in our family. (And Mom, by 'complete' I just mean complete for now...and probably for a really long time.) And look how big Garrett is next to her!I went to the dentist yesterday for a crown on a tooth. I've known about it since last June when I had my emergency root canal, but they told me to try and wait until after Addie was born to get the crown, and now she's 4 months old, but I was actually pretty proud of myself for getting in there as fast as I did. And I got the lovely news that the tooth next to it has an old filling in it that has, over the years, expanded and cracked the tooth, and it also needs a crown. Sigh... it's just money...

I saw this snack on Pinterest. I made some about 2 minutes after I saw it because Garrett has started liking yogurt less and less these days but he LOVES anything frozen. Sometimes the only way to keep him happy at a restaurant is to give him a cup of ice and let him play and munch the ice. Anyway, this is just yogurt poured into a ziploc, snip the corner, then squeeze drops on a pan and freeze. They freeze in less than an hour and they are yummy. A huge hit with Garrett, too. I freeze a couple things of yogurt every couple days and it's the perfect snack. The only problem is they melt fast so I only give him a few at a time and just keep refilling his bowl, otherwise it gets really messy!We went to a birthday party over the weekend for some friends Paul grew up with (twins). It was a roller skating party. Garrett was so amused with all the flashing lights everywhere. He didn't make a sound for about 15 minutes, just walked around and took it all in.Garrett and I went on a lunch date. He asked for more so I said, "let me see in your mouth first" and he gave me a full shot of chewed up food. I heard people laugh at the next table.I think Addie gets sick of me munching on her cheeks, but they're just so yummy! Addie is doing really well, by the way. Done with colic. And we're working now on feeding her and putting her to bed awake and letting her self-sooth to sleep. It's going well. I'd say about 75% of the time she's asleep within 5 minutes with little or no fussing, and then she sleeps for 7-8 hours, then I feed her and she sleeps for 3 more hours. This morning when I got up to feed her I was a little frustrated because I was so tired, but I have to remind myself that I go to bed 2 or 3 hours after her, and if I'd like a full nights sleep I need to go to bed when she does. It will never happen. I need my alone time.Well, I'm guessing that by now I have sufficiently bored you to death, so I'll stop there. We're all happy and well. And although life isn't too exciting, we're enjoying it.

Friday, March 9, 2012

The Hunger Games

If you haven't read The Hunger Games trilogy and you plan to, you should probably stop reading this post. In others words, SPOILER ALERT. (I'll try to be as vague as possible, but I probably wont be. And if you haven't read them I really think you should, so stop reading this.)

I read all three books in 4 days. I'm not a big reader, especially of fiction. I feel like the three 'trendy' the right word?... series' that everyone was supposed to read over the past few years were Harry Potter, Those ones about the Mormon vampires, and The Hunger Games. I successfully avoided all of them. But after hearing too much about how The Hunger Games are a 'must read', and 'you won't be able to put them down' and 'it's the best series I've ever read'. And also hearing a VERY, VERY minimal description of the story, (Which by the way, now that I've read them, I think people who say "It's about teenagers who kill each other" have probably never actually read the books) I decided I'd read them. The night I bought the first book I remember saying to Paul, maybe even after a dramatic sigh... "Well, I guess I better just do this." I'd also heard from 2 people that they wished the main character was more likable. I had to laugh after just a few chapters, and I told Paul if he reads these I bet he'll see a lot of me in Katniss. (The main 'unlikable' character.) I fell in love with, borderline girl crush. She has the perfect amount of awesome sassiness. She's independent. Doesn't care what people think of her. And she's not a conformist. What's not to love?!? I had a friend (who I really like, by the way) tell me that she also related to Katniss as well. This was before I read them, so when I heard that I thought, well then Katniss can't be that bad. But at the same time, I can see how some would maybe not love everything about her at first (or ever).

Moving on... My favorite of the three books was Catching Fire, the second book. I was so emotionally connected to all of the characters by the time I got to that book, and then as new ones were introduced, and their stories were told about their time as tributes in the years past, my heart just hurt. I cried a few times. And when President Snow read the rules for the Quarter Quell, I put the book down and sat there starring at nothing. Paul was looking at me and I think all I said, because I didn't want to ruin it for him was, "President Snow is so happy right now..." He had no idea what I meant, but at that point I really did have to take about an hour break to remind myself that it was fiction.

The thing I didn't like about the actual games, were the parts that the gamemakers could add. Wild dogs, monkeys, jabberjays, waves, fog, fire, poisonous berries, etc. Although, what if Foxface was just highly allergic, and now we're all just missing out on some really delicious berries? Anyway, I get that it was their way of showing the ultimate power and control that the capital has, but I hated it still. Some tributes didn't stand a chance because of those elements. I cried when 80 year old Mags walked into the acid fog. So sad.

It took me longer to read the third book than the first and second books combined. It was still pretty fast, but it was my lease favorite of the three. It didn't end how I thought it would, or maybe how I wanted it to...but I don't really know how I thought it would or wanted it to...just not how it did. I'm feeling better now that I've had a few days to digest it. I've thought about the book a lot. A lot. In fact last night I almost ruined something about book 2 for Paul. I barely caught myself, and I said, "Will you just hurry and read the rest of the series so we can start talking again?!" I saw a funny quote online yesterday that said something like, "I'm sorry, did you say something? I could tell when you started talking that it wasn't Hunger Games related, so I tuned you out." Haha! I feel like that a lot lately, and there's not enough people around me who have read them, so I'm limited to text and email!

I feel like I need to read some commentary (because I haven't read any yet) and/or talk about it more with people before I can say that I love how the series ended, because I don't love it, and maybe I never will, but the whole story was so riveting that I really do want to love it. Mockingjay got really dark. A lot of 'no hope in sight' feelings for me. I couldn't even begin to pick up what might happen, which I guess was kind of good, but really heavy feeling too. I was so discouraged when no one would talk to Katniss about Peeta's propo, that's when I saw real trouble starting in District 13, but during that time I liked that Katniss got close with Finnick, I didn't see that coming. But even after Katniss' 'honest' talk with Snow, I was still shocked at Coin's death. Wow, it was all just a lot.

And finally, my thoughts on Gale and Peeta. There was honestly never a time that I was pulling for one over the other. I could never decided who I wanted her to pick. (And I didn't know if she'd have a choice.) I thought once or twice that Gale would die. And at one point during a tracker jacker rage of Peeta's, I wanted Katniss to kill him. I know. It was rough for me. (The only thing that kept me from thinking that Peeta was poisoned to the point of no return while imprisoned at the capital was his, " 13...dead by morning." warning.) There were three things looking back that I see now are the reasons why it had to end how it did. One- Haymitch getting upset at Katniss and telling her to image how Peeta would be treating her if she'd been the one captured and tortured by the capital. (Well played, Haymitch). Two- The conversation in District 12 when Katniss kisses Gale again. And he says, "I knew you'd kiss me." And Katniss says, "How? Beacuse I didn't know myself." And his response is, "Because I'm in pain. That's the only way I get your attention." (Ouch) And lastly, Katniss' thoughts about the dandelions that mean rebirth instead of destruction. That life can go on no matter how bad our losses, and can be good again. And she says, "only Peeta can give that to me". It's true, I guess.

I could go on and on... I'm slightly obsessed with all things Hunger Games right now. I can't wait to see the movie. And I give the series a 9 out of 10. Incredible work.