Trevor's Request

So Trevor found a video on YouTube that he feels needs to be on my blog so all can see and enjoy it. Now, if you know my husband, you will know that this youtube video is, of course, about Lord of the Rings. The scene depicted in this video comes from Return of the King, and it's in the extended version. So if you are one of those LOSERS who thought that seeing the theatrical version was enough, now you will KNOW that you are missing A LOT. Yes folks, it is the Mouth of Sauron, singing Manamanah from the Muppets...

Rant of the day

So I had a freak-out moment at church today. I actually cried about it. I am pleading pregnant on this one. I mean, this is something that has always bugged me, but suddenly it REALLY bugged me today, so bad I cried about it. It is this:


When you don't own a house, you are a second-class citizen at church.


They handed out visiting teaching assignments today. I've heard no real mention of VT since I joined this ward five months ago. I always wondered if they just didn't do it, or if they only talked about it on the weeks that I missed church. Five months, and neither Trevor nor I have a calling, we haven't been assigned as VT or HT, and have had no visits, other than from the bishopric. So when they handed out the assignments I thought, "Finally." And then? My name wasn't on it. But the new family in the ward--a girl my age who just moved in a month ago and has three ADORABLE children and owns a house--she got an assignment. I feel like one of those offended members that annoyed me so much on my mission. Now before you say--"Hey! I wish I had that problem!" know that it isn't really an overwhelming desire to go Visiting teaching that I crave. I just want some acknowledgment that I have something to offer. I want some feeling that I've been noticed, that the RS president has some tiny idea of who I am.


Don't worry. I'm not leaving the church over it. But I was pretty annoyed. It's our third ward since we've been married, and its the same story wherever we go. No matter how many times we sing in church, give talks, make comments, go to activities and otherwise make it clear that we're solid members with RM backgrounds, the story is the same. They're nice, but we aren't worth the time to really get to know or entrust anything with. I'm sure that once I have three small children trailing behind me and I have no time at all, THEN they will have a million things for me to do. But now, while I'm young, full of energy and ideas and lots of time, my service is not wanted. So it's kind of annoying. I just wanted to get that out there, my vent for the day. And to those of you who read this who ARE home owners, please remember us transients and throw us a few scraps every now and then!

I Caved.

As some of you may already know, I caved, and am now a member of Facebook. URG. It's almost as shameful as if I caved and read Twilight, but I'm not that desparate yet. NO! I won't read it! You can't make me! So I'm trying to figure out what the heck this whole facebook thing is about. Apparently it allows you to connect with all sorts of people--without really telling them anything about yourself. I mean, it's not like a blog where you can really update what you are doing. So if someone I haven't seen for a long time runs across my name in facebook, what will they know about me? If they look really close they might know I'm married and what my job is, but that's about it. They WILL know that my super power is cytokenisis (or something like that. Apparently I can freeze objects) and from my flare they might figure out I'm pregnant. And maybe they'll take a movie compatibility quiz and we can both die knowing we're "casual buddies" or whatever. Is this just a website designed to kill time? I just don't really get it. As far as I can see, the idea is to get as many friends as possible. Even if you don't know them at all. I've already had a few friendship requests from people that I have NO IDEA who they are. They're more interested in getting their numbers up than a couple of missionaries in the field. Seriously. Anyway, just thought I'd put in my two cents.
I don't know why I bother. NO ONE READS MY BLOG. I'm feeling very upset that I have so few comments and none on my last entry. Come on people! Step it up! You think I'm doing this for my health? What the crap! I LIVE for comments. It makes me feel loved and connected. So start commenting already. And if I sound raunchy, remember I'm pregnant!
Speaking of which, here's an update.


It kinda sucks.


Up till this point I haven't really gotten sick. And then this week I started getting sick every day. Do I throw up? Oh no! I'm cursed with the Nielson Stomach of Steel, or NSS as it's called in modern medical journals. I figure if I throw up I'll feel better, but I guess I'll never know. I'm not super sick--I'm really just whiny because I don't really get sick anyway. But it's just annoying. Nothing sounds good to me and I have to force myself to eat. But on the other hand, it's not so bad being sick when you're pregnant because at least there's a REASON for it. And then there's the knowledge that it's only going to get worse. I can't wait for my first doctor's appointment on August 12 when I will be able to hear the baby's heartbeat and feel like there really is a baby in there. It's kinds a surreal right now. Gosh I'm whiny right now. Maybe because it's after midnight and I can't sleep and I haven't slept a full night through in over a week. URG. Anyway, I hope my whinefest has been interesting to the two people out there who have read it. To you two people--bless you. You're going to heaven now!

My Word!

Ok I'm back again for the second time today. But I found this really cool little thing and wanted to add it to my blog. Check it out!


I went to Wordle.net to make it. You just have to past a bunch of text in, and it taked the most common words and creates this! I pasted in 14 pages of my journal this year, so I think the words it chose are pretty accurate. And of course, notice how prominant Trevor's name is!!

I Want to Play Too!

Here's my mosaic! It's all about ME! I got this from my good friend Jodi on Redhoodoos, and though it would be fun!
Here are my answers:
1)Megan 2)Clam Chowder 3)Hillcrest High (otherwise there would be NO picture of football players on a mosaic that describes me!) 4)Blood Red (and I got Arwen's dress from LOTR. SO appropriate!) 5)Captain Picard!(I have no celebrity crush other than Brennan Fraser, and no results for him!)6)Water 7)New York 8)Cheesecake 9)Teacher 10)Husband and child 11)Obnoxious 12)Ok. I have no Flickr account. So I typed in my favorite animal. But...I have no favorite animal. When i was a kid i liked sheep. So I typed that in.

YOU CAN PLAY TOO!
a. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search.
b. Using only the first page, pick an image.
c. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into fd's mosaic maker.

The Questions:
1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. One Word to describe you.
12. Your flickr name. (kid version: favorite animal?)

CUL-DE-SAC of FIRE!
If you have no plans tonight and don't know what to do with yourselves, come to the fifth annual Cul-De-Sac o' Fire! It's a big ol' party at Cindy's house that we have every year. More than a hundred people come, and everyone pools together their fireworks! Lots of food and fun! So if you want to come, call me and I'll tell you how to get there--it's in West Jordan. Love ya'll!

Identity Crisis

So it's mid-July and I'm going through the same process I go through every summer--who am I? Am I really a teacher? Do I really have a job? Did I used to work? Will I REALLY be working EVERY DAY in a few weeks? Seriously? Yes, that's what I'm thinking. And THEN I'm thinking, "But I don't have to work an entire school year! I'll be off in March when the baby comes!" And THEN I realize, "Wait, that's not a break. It's not going to be like it was in April when I had my surgery, where basically I sat around and played the Sims 2 all day. I will be taking care of a HUMAN BEING. Like ALL THE TIME. I don't "get off" at 3:30 anymore. Would I rather just keep working and skip the whole baby thing? Well, it's a bit late for that! So I guess that is part of my identity crisis too. Will I really be a mom? Am I going to be ok with my entire life changing? Yikes! I'm a mess! Here is a list of what I'm excited about, and what I'm terrified of in having this baby:

Fears:
1. I love my job. Will I resent it once I have to leave my baby to go to work?
2. I don't care what people say. Poop is poop. It smells whether it's your baby's or someone elses.
3. Babies cry. They poop. They need to be burped. They get tired. Will I have ANY CLUE which of these is the current problem when baby Elijah and/or Afton is crying? (by the way, those are our names--Elijah for a boy and Afton for a girl. They've been picked out forever so don't try to change our minds!)
4. Is this baby going to hate me and love Trevor, just like our cat?
5. Will I really love this kid as much as everyone tells me I will?
6. I am going to get SO FREAKING FAT. I already am! And I'm only six weeks!
7. Goodbye perky boobs.
8. I'm afraid of how painful this will be for my bad feet. And it will be even harder to teach ballroom next year.
9. So--let me get this straight. You are uncomfortable for NINE MONTHS. You put your life in danger to give birth in excruciating pain for HOURS. Your body is completely out of wack and it takes forever to recover. And then--THEN, you go home and don't sleep for months? You have to recover AND take care of a baby? Seriously? It's amazign to me so many people do this.

Ok, no more negativity! Now the good stuff!
1. First and foremost, I CANNOT WAIT TO SEE TREVOR AS A FATHER. He's gonna bawl his eyes out when they put that baby in his arms.
2. If I ever feel fearful of having this baby, reminding myself that it's TREVOR'S baby makes me feel honored and excited.
3. I've been preparing to be a mom all my life. Surely I'm gonna be good at this. i mean, look at my sisters! Look at my mother! They are good at it. Don't I just get that through my genes?
4. My students are gonna flip out when they find out I'm pregnant.
5. When all is said and done, this is one of the most important things I will ever do. So when I have an identity crisis and I can't remember if I'm a teacher or slacker or a wife, first and foremost--I will be a MOM. And that's an identity I will never lose!

Vale or Bust!

So Trevor and I just got back from Oregon, where the entire family (minus the Crocket's who were in Washington for a fly-in) went to Vale where my mother grew up. As many of you probably know, we would go up there every summer as kids. Last summer Trevor and I went up there so he could meet the cousins and my aunts on that side. Aundi and Cindy and their kids went with us. This year, Mom and Dad came as well as all my sisters (again, minus Nicki) and their husbands and kids. 10 kids! (well, actually 11, if you are observant...:) ?

So we had a lot of fun up there. Thought I'd include a few pictures to show you what we were doing...I think my favorite is this one of Kylee going off the high dive for the first time--yes, this just can't end well, can itAnd here's another favorite--Trevor and I in front of 25 acres of wheat at my Aunt Carolyn's. The trip had a lot of babies involved. We saw my cousin's new horse Rodeo Rose, born on mother's day to their other horse Mischief--the one who almost bucked me off last summer! And then there were three baby calfs at Aunt Carolyn's that had to be fed with a bottle. Two of them had lost their mothers to what Carolyn called "Milk Fever" whatever that is, and the other one was born with a crooked back and is VERY small, and it's mother can't feed it. SO cute. Cousin Loni had a baby pig, and baby chicks. Oh, and then there's MY baby. So yes, what a busy weekend!