tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21272393352396119512024-03-05T11:52:43.935-07:00Parry ParticularsBeckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.comBlogger510125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-30139052609354316792012-03-06T21:25:00.000-07:002012-03-06T21:25:30.816-07:00Still With the BootPeople have been stearing clear of me today. I went to the doctor thinking I would be getting my stitches out and transitioning to a postop shoe. No. I'm still in the boot. I still have stitches. My mood is pretty nasty. The thoughs of going to Phoenix tomorrow in a boot are killing me.<br />
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Seniors had the day off school today since the juniors were taking the ACT. Jake spent the day watching movies. Allegedly these movies were for one of his classes. Caroline took the practice ACT test with the rest of the sophs then did a little shopping.<br />
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Craig is busy at work and then on Tuesdays he goes to baseball practice with Isaac. Sam also had baseball practice. Today he told me he wished he had more baseball practices. He's having a really fun year. <br />
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The most exciting thing of the day was the release of MLB The Show. A great moment for Sam and Isaac.<br />
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My cleaning lady came today. She is a sweet Mexican woman named Grasiela. The only problem is she leaves the wood floors really, really slippery and I'm not sure what to do about that. The first time someone takes a nosedive though I'm going to be forced to get a new cleaning lady. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-16002605852324831852012-03-04T22:53:00.001-07:002012-03-05T19:58:18.418-07:00The Boy in FujiWe heard from the boy in Fuji today. He's such a jolly missionary. A tender mercy I didn't quite expect. I expected a little bit of negativity, but we don't get much. We get happy times, happy faces, happy stories. <br />
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I heard Craig bore a great testimony at church today. I got out of bed for a few hours. Progress. Caroline had a planning meeting with her dance group for the next girls' dance. I have no idea what girls do at their endless dance planning meetings. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-55876583879049609352012-03-03T22:15:00.000-07:002012-03-04T15:20:53.443-07:00Worst Day YetI can see that the deadening shots have finally worn off because I'm having pain with a vengence today. Luckily, Craig came home midday so he and my mom have been able to help me. The kids allegedly did their chores--although how am I going to know if they ever did. I took the dogs potty this morning and didn't leave my room again the entire day. Whenever I am sick, I always think about the scripture in the Book of Mormon that talks about opposition. I'm grateful for the times of sickness or pain because they always help me appreciate the times when I am healthy and pain free. Opposition is a great thing. I'm grateful for all the help people gave me today and looking forward to moving forward from here. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-1864071938793994262012-03-02T22:09:00.001-07:002012-03-04T15:15:34.543-07:00StrandedI am definitely doing worse today than I expected. I was able to get the kids off to school, only because the deadening shots haven't entirely worn off. Then I was pretty much stuck in my bed the entire day. My mom checked on me and fixed me lunch. The kids all went to the semi-final basketball game (Bountiful lost to Orem) and then went about their various business. Today was a struggle. Sam didn't have a ride to his basketball game so I had to go without my pain pills for several hours in order to drive him. By the time 11:00 rolled around, I was in a lot of pain and pretty frustrated. I definitely underestimated the recovery time for this procedure.Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-79356862234658711122012-03-01T22:04:00.000-07:002012-03-04T15:09:08.166-07:00Foot SurgeryI have been looking forward to this day for quite some time. I have a tendon in my foot that has been causing me a lot of pain. In fact, it hurts all the time. Today is the day I it gets fixed. After the kids headed off to school, Craig drove me to the doctor. They were a little behind, and when my turn finally came, it took them awhile to get me sedated. Apparently, after putting me to sleep, I kept trying to kick the doctor, making it difficult to do any kind of foot surgery. Haha, they had to put me under a little deeper. They cleaned out lots of scar tissue. Here's hoping I've seen the last of my foot problems. <br />
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Craig had to go to New York City today, leaving me to the mercies of my kids, my mom, and some nice neighbors who brought a good dinner. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-12211539308418795872012-02-29T22:55:00.001-07:002012-03-04T15:03:56.317-07:00Superior Student SectionToday we attended the state quarterfinal basketball game between Bountiful and Herriman. Bountiful's student section has a reputation for being very supportive of their team. They cross lines here and there, even possibly making a few mothers cry (we were kind of hard on some of the WX kids). They are generally very loud and they do research so they can tailor their cheers to specific players and their girlfriends. Jake seems to be one of the leaders of the pack.<br />
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Ironically, we planned to have salmon for dinner to celebrate, but Dr. Broadbent said Isaac couldn't have anymore today--she didn't want to overload his system. The rest of us enjoyed it though. It came out of the oven hot and golden. Yummy.<br />
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I have been really trying to make Mondays more productive. The week goes so much better if I do all the grocery shopping and meal planning today. This week was a good week for that. Hopefully I won't have to make another trip to the store this week. I've been really working on emergency preparedness and food storage the past few months, so as I peruse the ads each week, I try to use Monday to pick up sale items that will work well on our food storage. <br />
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I mailed Evan's birthday package today too. I think we did a good job of sending some great stuff. We sent some food he enjoys, some new exercise bands, a Sacramento Kings t-shirt that says, "Got Jimmer?--We do!". He'll like that. We also sent candy. We usually send things in a flat-rate box so no matter how much the box weighs we pay the same price. It's worth it to stuff it to the top.<br />
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The first game of the high school state tournament was tonight. My foot hurt, so I stayed home, but Craig took the kids and went to watch. We won pretty easily. Jake is pretty much the leader of the student section, so it's fun to watch him lead the cheers. <br />
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Jake also spent a good part of his day giving more statements to administrators and school police about the weekend's activities. Since this is a public blog, I don't want to go into a lot of detail, but Jake did absolutely nothing wrong. He was a victim in an incident that involved mainly threats. We would like to see the boy who made the threats punished, but all we can really do is give statements and wait for an outcome.Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-65316976587514605992012-02-26T23:58:00.000-07:002012-02-27T13:06:58.540-07:00ConfiscatedUnfortunately, sacrament meeting today was completely lost on me. I was so distracted by the weekend's happenings and my kids were super irreverent. In fact, I had to confiscate four iPhones. I would have confiscated Craig's phone too, but Isaac said I didn't because "Dad has all the money".<br />
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We watched the Oscars tonight. Lame. Lame. Lame. Okay, Billy Crystal was pretty funny, but c'mon, a mainly silent movie wins everything? I think there should be a new rule. If a movie about baseball is nominated for anything, it should win. Period. The End.<br />
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We heard from Evan tonight. He's as happy as ever and loves Fuji!<br />
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I never left the house.<br />
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Craig ran around running errands, buying baseball bats for the boys, did my grocery shopping, got a movie for us to watch later.<br />
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Caroline spent her afternoon and evening with friends.<br />
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Sam went to the BYU basketball game, last home game of the season.<br />
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Isaac went to basketball practice at 10:00 a.m. and came home at 10:30 p.m.<br />
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Jake went to the WX girl's choice dance. Weirdest thing of all. He went with his friend, Cassidy, but left alone because an old boyfriend thing turned into a great big thing. Wish I could be more specific. Let's just say, things are still getting sorted out.<br />
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They were supposed to land in SLC tonight around 8:30, but had a weather delay that put them into Salt Lake City at 12:30 a.m. I texted Craig and said, "at least no one died", to which he responded, "that's what Terry and I were thinking". Sort of funny to joke about, but sort of not. So glad to have him home!<br />
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Isaac had two basketball games tonight and the older kids had a fireside given by an astronaut. Jake had to conduct again. He's worried that people are going to think he trolls for firesides to conduct. Haha. If he didn't do such a good job, people would stop asking him to do it.Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-22708431879675340132012-02-21T21:31:00.001-07:002012-02-22T16:34:38.791-07:00Next DanceWe've been so worried that Jake wouldn't get asked to the next dance--it's girl's choice. Jake is always one of the last people asked. Not. I'm actually surprised he didn't get asked the day after the Valentine's Dance. Anyway, he got asked by Natalie Giles, a cute girl that tells Caroline she's going to marry Jake.<br />
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Craig is still in Tampa. He enjoyed a great steak tonight at one of our favorite places. Wish I'd been there.<br />
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And this. This is the way I feel each and every day when I think about fixing dinner:<br />
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Craig had to go to Florida today. Too bad Spring Training games don't start for a few weeks because he's a few blocks from the Yankees training facility. He's working hard on a case with his partner, Terry. Unfortunately, he was out of town with Terry with my dad died and then again when Scott died. Terry is bad karma.<br />
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Today was a great day off school, housework, baseball, church, work. We went out to lunch, spent time with friends, ran errands, went to a Jazz game, slept, went to a movie, watched a movie...we didn't all do all of these things, but all of us did at least one!Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-39597585487536420852012-02-19T21:59:00.000-07:002012-02-20T22:04:57.810-07:00Sunday GamesSam has played mostly on baseball teams that are mainly Mormons. This year he is on a team that is mainly Catholic. He's enjoying this team as much as any he has been on, but the change in primary religion, brought a change in tournment schedule. Before I figured out what was going on, we were signed up to play on Sunday in the President's Day tournament. We felt that since baseball is a team sport and Sam was so valuable to his team on defense, we were obliged to play. We did have rain, but no one got struck by lightning.<br />
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When we figured out we wouldn't be playing on Monday, we decided to drive home. Craig has to go to Florida and that was best for his schedule. Also, I've been taking pain pills for my foot and I obviously can't drive on pain pills. <br />
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We heard from Evan on the way home. He had another great week, but cut his own hair.<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAUQuuG08SSkFcmobtrAvtIGPlS1zS7BAQPh6SrwA6-6JdoI6zLi_Oil1gM7jJDvvvllDkCkJe4yjmI_xersLSdKa0Fqvb_ZU1vSIV8wpWxRP8b7L5QYhFm7GGqg7uNhvPLHbOzFMGEoP-/s1600/407368_10150632959679433_648434432_8839051_1576494724_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" lda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAUQuuG08SSkFcmobtrAvtIGPlS1zS7BAQPh6SrwA6-6JdoI6zLi_Oil1gM7jJDvvvllDkCkJe4yjmI_xersLSdKa0Fqvb_ZU1vSIV8wpWxRP8b7L5QYhFm7GGqg7uNhvPLHbOzFMGEoP-/s320/407368_10150632959679433_648434432_8839051_1576494724_n.jpg" width="240" /></a></div>We had a free day in St. George, so Craig and I ran some errands in the morning. Then we visited with our friends, the Stobbes, who were also in St. George for the weekend, then Sam had practice in Mesquite. After trying several spots for dinner, but meeting up with really big crowds, we got Jimmy John's take out. We ended up filling up our day.<br />
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Caroline went skiing with her friends today. They seemed to have a great time.<br />
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Since there was no school at home today, Jake and his friends went skiing. They got to meet a former Ravens player who was wearing his Super Bowl 2002 ring.<br />
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The rest of us waited around for Sam's deacon's game, which the other team didn't really show up for. So, Isaac got to play for the other team. I thought Sam could have passed to Isaac a few times, even though they were playing for different teams. <br />
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Then we headed for St. George, getting on the road around 8:00.Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-42895933520775578582012-02-15T22:32:00.000-07:002012-02-21T13:35:59.683-07:00Another Week of BasketballTonight was another Wednesday filled with basketball. Fortunately, Sam didn't have a game and the rest of the games were at different times, we were able to attend them all! The Priests won and will be going to region. This is Jake's last hurrah, so that's fun. Isaac's rec game was a rough and tumble win. Isaac's comp game did not go as well, and we lost to a good team. Lots of preparations going on so we can leave for St. George tomorrow. I'm so excited baseball season will be underway soon.Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-70656841656374318862012-02-14T22:15:00.000-07:002012-02-21T16:11:45.015-07:00Valentine's DayIs overrated. And exciting this year. The school called mid morning to say that Isaac was having a lot of trouble breathing. They tried me a few times, then Craig a few times, considered calling an ambulance, then got ahold of us. I took one look at Isaac when I got there and drove him straight to the emergency room. He couldn't even finish a sentence without gasping for breath. After a chest x-ray, his pain slowly began to resolve. His pulse/ox was excellent at 99 percent. It's never 99 percent. He also had no wheezing, so it was pretty weird. Some of the possible disagnoses were pneumothorax or positional lung problems. Finally, Isaac was dignosed with something called a "precodial catch". The doctor explained that it comes on suddenly and feels like a crushing pain, almost like a heart attack. It hurts when breathing in. And it resolves on its own. All of these things happened. I think a precordial catch is when part of your lung gets pinched. Anyway, it made for an exciting Valentine's Day. The only exciting thing that even happened really except for a few scattered cards on the doorstep for some of the kids. Craig got me some dark chocolates and a card. Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-20035181927866121402012-02-13T23:36:00.000-07:002012-02-21T13:39:18.730-07:00GlobetrottersTonight was the annual Globetrotters game in Salt Lake City. Craig got four tickets and took Sam, Isaac & Monte. They enjoyed it and just like always, the Globetrotters won. Isaac was a little annoyed to learn that the Globetrotters had a girl on their team this year. <br />
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Jake volunteered at the hospital today. Caroline did a little homework. That left me to my various lists of things to do today. It was a quiet night around here until the basketball peeps came home.Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-61487734315019921592012-02-12T21:13:00.000-07:002012-02-12T21:13:11.335-07:00Sick DayToday we heard from Evan. He couldn't be happier.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv00yWQJAjPI0OBVWhKoDCmINjV4SEihexMNvcvuy6RwXMfnamzoRyZqEl9rgC4ph7xl2rdqwP5MfVYvOGwYUFg_UlTrdplTGosDiw_va4uwxn9uGLt0T75yKmtNuI5ZZW465DAiklyI_U/s1600/P1040943.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" sda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv00yWQJAjPI0OBVWhKoDCmINjV4SEihexMNvcvuy6RwXMfnamzoRyZqEl9rgC4ph7xl2rdqwP5MfVYvOGwYUFg_UlTrdplTGosDiw_va4uwxn9uGLt0T75yKmtNuI5ZZW465DAiklyI_U/s320/P1040943.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>I was too sick to go to church. In fact, I fell asleep when everyone left and woke up when they come home. Much needed.<br />
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We had meatloaf for dinner, a fan favorite.<br />
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The Grammys are on and Adele is tearing it up.<br />
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The End.Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07318506521251215679noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2127239335239611951.post-25090011856577180292012-02-11T22:53:00.000-07:002012-02-12T21:02:48.579-07:00Dancing ShoesIn the morning, Isaac and his two skiing sidekicks, Josh and Peyton, put on their skiing shoes and hit the slopes at Park City.<br />
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