Family baseball game

I had a hard enough time getting my slideshow to post, then it wouldn't let me add any words...
I just wanted to let you all know your comments from my "dreary" post helped and I'm on the mend. :)
I've always considered March 1st the first day of Spring just as I consider December 1st the first day of winter...so here's a little green grass to make me smile.

South Weber, Utah vs. Laie, (or Honolulu) Oahu Hawaii

This is an "everybody feel sorry for Ang" post. I'm sure you'll all think I'm just a whiner but I don't care...when I get sad or ornery I have to talk it out. I'm a "glass is half empty rather than half full" type of person... So I see it as the grass still has snow on it rather than we can see grass through the snow!

This has been a freakin' long winter and I'm feeling the blues taking over. I have never completely forgiven Larry for turning down the job offer to Hawaii. (I know I'm evil.) Even though he did what he thought was best for our family (he's more realistic than I and felt he'd never be able to provide for his family in that expensive location). It'll be 3 yrs this April that he turned down the job. I'm sure he wishes I could get over it and move on with my life. Probably will happen....NEVER.

My problem is I believe everything happens for a reason and I don't see the reasoning in this. It has always been my dream as a child to live in Hawaii...then in my 20's I got this urge to want to work at the Polynesian Center that has lasted for 15 years! So when this job offer came, I felt like it was an answer to my prayers. What am I suppose to learn from the sudden reality that we were moving to Oahu to seeing it all go down the drain...mostly because of money. Nothing gained here...just misery. Why even put the temptation in my path if it wasn't to be. I hear a lot of vacationers say Oahu is their favorite island. WE COULD BE LIVING THERE! I could be working at my dream job. I could be working out with Gilad on the beaches, and seeing blue skies and palm trees everywhere I went.

I know many people express who much they love seasons and living here. Well good for you. I'd rather be in a place that is a constant paradise of mid 80's, ALWAYS being able to go outside for a walk in the sunshine, green grass, vegetation, exotic flowers, and fresh air without bundling up, breathing in that filthy air and freezing my patooti off!

I'm really getting tired of people telling me the beach would get old. What here is sooo wonderful that it never gets old and that you can visit year around? Don't go to the beach if you don't want to, but I'd take a walk along it every day if I could. I think living near the ocean would be a peaceful, relaxing and healing place to be....what do we have to compare? Pineview dam, Great Salt Lake, Willard Bay? Please!

Okay I better stop here. Some people might be taking offense to this. LOL You didn't build Utah yourself so settle down. I'll probably get struck by lightening now that I'm not be appreciative of what I do have. But a girl can hurt sometimes? Life's not aways a bowl of cherries! So we don't always have to be phony baloney and pretend it is.

It's my blog and I can complain if I want to!

I didn't post this to bring people down...I'm just looking at this as a journal entry that hopefully I'll be able to look back on in 3 months and not understand how I was feeling.

BLUCK! That sums up my feelings this week.

You can't make me act my age!

I rolled over into the "almost 40" stage Saturday, (36). I feel young for the most part...but I'm not liking this. Birthday's have never bothered me before, but this year it dawned on me that no part of me is getting stronger, younger looking or better at all for that matter. uh-oh.
But the good news is this was one of my funnest birthdays in a loooong time. Part of it was because it was on a Saturday so my family was home with me all day.
My favorite part though was going out Friday night with my IRS friends that I haven't seen in a long time. Christa, Levi and Christine. We're missing Heather and Melany.
We went to Joe's Crab Shack in SLC. Hanging out with these girls is better than doing 300 sit-ups, we laugh so hard my stomach hurts! None of us like seafood, but we came here for the relaxed atmosphere. The waitresses line dance and you can join in if you dare. The whole time we were plugging our noses because of the fishy smell. ha haThe waitresses gave me a sombrero and maracas and as they sang "Happy Birthday to you" I was to shake my maracas and say "AY AY AY UUUU" in place of their "You". It was less embarassing than 4 years ago when I went with a bunch of ladies from our ward to this same restaurant and they made me stand on a chair and write my name in cursive with my behind while they sang to me. Yikes!

Christa ordered a drink that came with Pop-rocks. How yummy is that? The problem was when the candy hit the liquid it exploded. It was in our hair, eyes and down our shirts. LOL

Christa shared the rest of her candy with us. Ouch it's fizzling!

Christine feeding me soup.

We took out the crab bucket and I stuck my head up through the table. We played around doing this for a long time! Grow-up you say? NO WAY! I'm having too much fun.

We drove around SL looking for something to do. We wanted to catch a comedy show, but we couldn't find the place. We thought we could go dancing??? Those days are long gone! We felt way out of place and instead just hung out here acting goofy. We had more fun sitting in the parking lot watching all the stray people walking by and talking about them. We can entertain ourselves anywhere! Next time we said we need to just go back to someone's place and watch our old home-made videos from Lake Powell etc.

I got pulled over because I had my blinker on to turn right, but then Levi told me to just go straight. We were at a red light so I just turned my blinker to left so I could merge back into traffic once the light turned green. The car behind me stopped to let me in. It turned out to be a cop and he was looking for drunk drivers I'm sure. He came to my window and said "I pulled you over because you had your blinker on to turn.....but then you didn't." ha ha ha Is that against the law, Officer? We laughed pretty hard at that one! Things like this never fail to happen when I'm with these 3! He just asked if I had anything to drink and then let me go. ha ha ha So Christa took this pic...this would be a real reason to pull me over. Not looking where I was going, to ask for directions from my backseat drivers all while talking on my cell phone. I'm multitalented.

Saturday was awesome. Larry and the kids gave me the Mamma Mia movie (sing-a-long version) I wanted so bad and this cute ice-cream cake. My sister called me from Germany and I'm really determined to try and visit this summer. We can't pass by an opportunity to see more of Europe. (I have to mention Nadia....she called too.) Maybe this will cheer her up. :)

Larry also gave me an Amethyst necklace with matching earrings. Diane made me this cute apron and brought some other goodies. My mom came over with brownies and gave me a book, kitchen towels and cute wall hanging and took me and Tierra out to lunch at the Olive Garden. Then we went shopping and I bought myself a new purse and found good deals on kids clothes so everybody got a new summer outfit on MY birthday! Hooray.

That night I wanted to go to a movie so Larry thought he had found me a chick flick, "He's just not that into you." Tierra wanted to see it to so she joined us for our date. DON'T GO SEE IT. It was horribly inappropriate and we had to walk out! It definately should have been rated R.

So it was a bad ending to the perfect day. But that's OK it didn't take away from the rest of the fun I had.

Logan's first night in his own bed. AGE 3!

This summer while the Najdawi's were here, Logan slept in his bed for the first time, almost a week straight. That ended in a hurry. But I never cared that he was in our bed. He is my last so I wanted to spend as much cuddle time with him as possible. We read a book, or two or three, sing songs together then he wraps his chubby little arms around my neck and plays with my hair and tells me he loves me. Time seems to stand still. Some day he will be a big boy, no longer wanting to cuddle his mom so why stop it prematurely? I just hope he does the same thing for his future wife. :)

But when it was time for him to start Primary this January, he had high anxiety at the Primary Pajama Party. He pushed and hit poor little Marilyn Peek as she tried to put a color dot on his back...and he refused to participate in any games. Larry said it was because he sleeps in our bed and it was time to "make the break". I believe Logan feels as though him, Larry and I are a "couple". So that very night I put him in his own bed. While Larry and I were watching TV, Logan would come down the dark hall, but stay out of our vision and say "mom, I want to hold you". (I usually can't resist and I let him come out on the couch with us and I rock him till he falls asleep.) But this first night I was strong and determined and replied "no, go back to bed". So an hour later when we got up to go to bed, this is what we found.... It broke my heart.

This is a late post. This was taken the first week of January. Most of the time since then he's slept in his bed, but I don't mind a bit when he really wants to sleep with mom. :)

Logan shares a room with his 2 older brothers who really enjoy being together, talking and telling each other stories until they fall asleep and sometimes I even find Hudson asleep in the bottom bunk with Parks. So I thought Logan would be happy to sleep in the same room as "the big boys". Not quite. But we're getting there.

Surprisingly Logan did go to Primary that first Sunday just fine, and ever since then....thanks for the help of his big brothers.