Saturday, September 22, 2007

Thank you...for Thanking Me

Am I the only one who feels a strong, almost overwhelming urge to write a thank-you note for someone giving me a thank-you??

Mike's friend who stayed with us Yesterday was very nice and left us a thank you card on the table as he was leaving with a gift card to TGI Fridays so we could go to dinner. I thought that was very nice and very thoughtful...and certainly unexpected! :) But my first impulse was to have Mike get his address so I could send him a Thank-you card....

A Thank-you for the Thank-you. has anyone ever done this before? I know he was thanking US for letting him stay the weekend. I know that no additional "Thank-you's" need to be sent...but still.....the urge is there.

I did get a call from a friend yesterday telling me she had received the thank-you card I sent her for the gifts she gave me at my baby shower. Her exact words were "Thanks...that was really sweet." In essence, I received a "verbal" thanks for the thanks. So apparrently I'm not the only one.

I, ofcourse, in return, thanked her for calling me. so what is that then? A "Thank-you for calling to thank me for the thank-you????"

Maybe I'm just neurotic, or just very thankful....I'm not quite sure.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Did I forget to mention.......

Conversation I had with Mike this morning.

Mike: Hey Sarah....remember when I told you my friend was gonna come stay with us for a weekend?

Me: Ummm, okay...yeah. (Vaguely remembering a phone call he got last week in which I overheard him saying "yeah, you can stay with us.") ( I don't think we ever had an ACTUAL conversation about this.)

Mike: Well......That's today.
Me: Oh...okay, what time is he getting here?
Mike: Noon
Me: (Looking at clock, its now 8:15 am) And what time are you going to work?
Mike: 8:30 ....I feel bad.....I forgot.

Needless to say, I had a busy morning. I jumped out of bed to clean the house. Started in the kitchen and worked my way through the house. Dusting, vacuuming (Mike did this), mopping, then to the guest bathroom. Cleaned it all up, hung fresh towels and noticed the navy blue guest towels (the only ones that actually match that bathroom) somehow have big bleach spots all over them. Great.

Throw some stuff in the crock-pot for home-made spaghetti sauce so our guest can have dinner, seeing as neither me or Mike will be there when he arrives. This way, it can simmer all morning while I am doing everything else, and be delicious by this afternoone. Great planning Sarah!

Off to Wal-mart to buy groceries. (Cereal and milk for breakfast in the morning...I know...I'm a great hostess) and NEW navy blue guest towels to match the bathroom. While I'm at it, I splurge on a new kitchen dish towel to hang from the oven door. Snazy!

Get home and check the guest bedroom...needs clean sheets. The only spares I have are green flannel with lots of those little flannel "balls" that build up over many many washings. Decide to just wash the red sheets that are already on the bed. They match better anyway. Pull back the bed spread and realize two things: 1. Marlee has been sneaking up on the bed, because there is dog hair everywhere. And 2. these red sheets ALSO have bleach spots all over them. Double Great.

Apparrently I need a lesson on using bleach correctly.

Decide to put on the balled up green flannel sheets anyway....who cares right? They are clean, and on a few hours notice...thats MORE than fair in my book.

Start getting ready to go to work...and remember I am suppossed to be there an hour early today. AND...I told my friend who just had a baby I would stop by for a visit. So, I forget the shower, brush hair and teeth and grab clothes out of the dryer from two days ago..(still haven't quite found the time to fold them and put them away), and head out the door.

As I am leaving, I notice I never turned on the crockpot. My delicious home-made spaghetti sauce hasn't been simmering all morning like I planned. Turn it on High to "make up the difference", and leave.

I DID get to go visit the cutest new little baby. Baby Abigail Violet Jensen...7 pounds 5 ounces. So cute!! She had lots of dark hair, and was so fun to hold. I start getting excited about a new little baby myself. Have such a good time holding the baby, I loose track of time, and leave the hospital a little later than I intended...Making me late to MY hospital for MY work. And when I walked in, it was CRAZY!!!! a Madhouse, basically. Hit the floor running.

I am doing two things when I get home. 1. eat some of my delicious-simmer all day in the crockpot-spaghetti, and 2. go to sleep! Tomorrow is my day-off. Thank goodness for Friday.

What a day.....What a day. :)

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Saturday is a Special Day!

For some reason today, I have this primary song stuck in my head. I guess because we have beeen busy this saturday morning. Or, atleast I should say I am keeping Mike busy! :) This is my long weekend off (Friday Saturday and Sunday) before I go back to work, so he has been checking off his "honey do's" for me.

He also got a call at 8:00 am this morning to help a couple from our ward move some of their big furniture into their new house. I went with him to "supervise", and talk to Nicole, one-half of the couple moving. We talked about paint colors and decorating while the boys moved in all the "stuff".

Next, Mike got busy in the backyard. We bought another tree and a few new plants at the Nursery yesterday, and he wanted to get started before it got too hot outside. It's suppossed to be 107 today. Here he is on what I call "beautification detail"....

Mike has recently taken to watching "designed to sell", "sell this house", and any other real-estate shows I enjoy. He has decided adding a few more trees and plants to the back yard NOW, giving them time to mature for another year and a half before we sell will "add a lot of value" to our home. :) The plus side for me is that
1. I don't have to fight to watch these shows. He doesn't mind watching them anymore
2. I don't have to convince him these projects are worthwhile. He's totally on-board. and
3.Its much easier to convince him to let me paint or do some other kind of "home improvement" project. Anyway you look at it, its a win-win! yay!

Yesterday was a fun day too, because I received a surprise package in the mail! I never get surprise packages! My mom sometimes sends things, but she usually can't resist telling me. I was excited to open my mail box and find the key to the "big boxes". I ripped open the package, and there were four beautiful baby blankets inside! Thank you , Thank you, Thank you to Aunt Kathy and Uncle Ron, and Kristi and Rhett. We love the blankets! And Rhett...Mike loves the camo one, so that was a good choice! :) They are all so nice, and they have the cutest stitching around the edges. They will be just perfect! And I love the cowboy one too. I can't wait to buy him little cowboy boots and wranglers and a cowboy hat. too cute! Thanks again!

I also have been trying to organize "again" the baby room. My friend Tammy keeps giving me more clothes as her little boy grows out of them. She has two boys and is finished with kids, so as her baby gets bigger, she is giving me EVERYTHING, so she doesn't have to store it. I love this, because I have so much stuff.....and I hate this because, well.....I have so much stuff!!! The baby isn't even here yet, and I am bursting at the seems! This is a picture of one-half of the closet. And in case you were wondering, these clothes are just the 0-3 month ones. Yikes! I bought some of them, and some were given to me. All these clothes here are brand new, with tags. Tammy gave me a LOT of clothes her kids never wore too.

Remember the dresser from the baby room? It is full of 0-3 month stuff too. The things in the dresser are new: onesies and pajamas people have given me, and then the rest of the 0-3 month clothes Tammy gave me. I also have 2 large diaper boxes full of 3-6 month clothes she gave me, and a Tupperware of 3-6 month clothes waiting in the wings for "rotation". All this "stuff" caused me to go through everything again. But its finally finished. The next picture is the tupperware Tammy gave me that only has "warm winter" clothes in it. Most of them are brand new. I am saving them to take to Utah, and then we'll probably just give them away. We don't have too much use for snow-suits here in Arizona.
And last but not least, I did buy another shirt for the baby. hahaha! Mike wasn't too happy about it, but oh-well. I justified it because it is for 12 months. We only have a couple outfits for 12 months, so I figured it was okay. AND...I just thought it was cool. A little bit biker, a little bit rock'n'roll...or something like that. And I got it at TJ Maxx, so it was super cheap. Love TJ Maxx.

My doctor appointment on Friday went well. Heart beat was 156...and I've gained, well.....the doctor said I am doing "great", but it seems like a lot to me. Not quite 20 pounds. Double Yikes! Although she tried to re-assure me it wasn't that much, and I was on the low side of the normal limits, it still feels like it might as well be 100 pounds. Ohwell. Can't wait to hit the gym in a month (or so). I'm definitely ready. The Dr. also said she would be surprised if I had a baby larger than 7 pounds. She said my belly is still "relatively" small, and she expects around a 6 pound baby. That was somewhat of a relief to me. A little over a month to go.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007


Mike and I decided to be sort of "spontaneous" this last weekend. Thursday night he asked if my parents were still going to St. George for Labor Day. When I said "yes", he said "well let's go!" So, we got up early Friday morning and headed to St. George in the new SUV, with our dog in tow. (I put blankets over the seats so Marlee couldn't get her hair requested by my slightly OCD husband) :)

We had a great time. Adam ended up driving down too, so that was fun. The boys went golfing on Saturday. Mike was really hoping to "whoop" my dad, but unfortunately, that didn't happen. My Dad had his best game ever, and kicked everyone' know. but a funny story....

Mike kept talking about this "sandwich" my dad had bought for him. He told me multiple times how nice that was of my dad to buy him this "sandwich". He just kept talking about it. I was thinking..."so he bought you a sandwich...big deal!" I was so confused as to why, of all the meals my dad has bought for us on vacation, this sandwich seemed to be so important.

Well, the boys went golfing again the next day, and my dad started talking about the "sandwich" too. And then he said how much the sandwich really improved Mike's game. and THEN I had my "ahhaaa" moment. They weren't talking about a sandwich at all....but a SAND WEDGE. You know....a golf club. ha ha ha! I felt like the biggest idiot! I think I should just chalk that up to "pregnancy brain."

Anyway, we had a great weekend. And thanks to mom and dad for letting us spend the weekend with you! Love ya!