Dear Santa.....

So I had a great Christmas, but I must share with you the best part of all...Christmas Eve and the reason my niece Amy is going to need therapy by age 6..

Scene: It's a lovely Christmas Eve night at my sister Jen's house. My brother Jared and Wife Lindsey as well as The Brenton and I have finished having a wonderful Christmas story read to us by Wesley
The kids got to open their new Christmas PJ's and so they rushed off down the hall to go put them on so we could see how amazing they looked in them.

I am not sure how many kids made it back to the living room to show us, but we did notice that both Dad and Amy were missing. And here follows the rest of the story:

Dad: (Mad tone) Amy, you better straighten up or Santa won't come

At this point I am thinking that she was asked to do something, and in true Amy stubbornness decides that she doesn't want to..so again

Dad: (A little louder Mad Tone) You better act up right or I am going to tell Santa not to leave you anything

Amy: (Breaks into the slow but loud cry as she realizes her Christmas Fate)

Dad: (He means business tone) AMY!! I am leaving Santa a letter and I am going to tell him not to leave you any toys!

Amy: (More Crying)

Dad:
Dear Santa,

Please do not leave Amy any toys this year she has been naughty and does not deserve any toys...."

US: Laughing, a lot...we look over at my sister Jen who just rolls her eyes, then gets up to go see what is going on...

2 min later:
Jen walks in with Amy in arms, (who has a smirk on her face..mind you she is 4 but is no dummy)

turns out her High School Musical PJ's were more RED than PINK and she didn't want RED... (hence the screaming father)

So Poor Amy, doesn't like red pj's and will probably need a good shrink when she is older because she can't figure out why Christmas Eve brings pain!

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas to everyone, and to your families too! I hope being good all year long paid off and you get that one thing you were wishing for, and if not....well better luck next year!

For those California readers who are without a white Christmas, I send some snow your way! Enjoy your blue skies and green grass!

For the Utah readers and east coast readers, stay inside, it's COLD! We should think about moving to California!

Merry Christmas to All, and to all a good night!

Guess What's Cookin'

Okay so here we have it, the official count down until The Brenton and I find out if we are having a Nina or a Nino (for those who are white, I said little girl or little boy...continue reading)

We have a scheduled appointment for January 21st at 9:15am to find out what I have been cookin' in here the last 14 weeks and 4 days!

So here are the rules it's pretty difficult, all you have to do is guess what it is that I am having, Choose boy or girl...(P.S. Lindsey you cannot guess that it's a dinosaur like we originally thought... it's been proven it's just a baby!) then I will update the list of girls vs. boys

Okay so there you have it my official guess is that I am having a boy so there is one for the boys team!

Boys Team:Jazz, Aunt Cathy, Jeri, Aubry, Krista. Sean, Aby, Stephanie


Girls Team: Emily D., Sharen, Emily F., Auntie Kaitlan, Auntie Lindsey

Auntie Mer can't decide she says one of each...even though we have proof there is only 1!

Just remember it's all worth it!

Fact: Jazmine has a work Christmas Party on Thursday
Fact: It's in Salt Lake, and Fancy
Fact: Jazmine does NOT have a fancy dress to wear to said party on THURSDAY

Tonight we are on our second try of looking for the perfect dress, we hit Macy's and find a couple, I don't love them, but they can be backups I guess

**I am still wondering why are all the designers doing their dresses above the knee?? HELLO IT'S WINTER! And if they think that I am going to do the short dress with black tights underneath, well...I'm not!

Oh forgot....Fact: Jazmine's body is growing, whether it's due to the fact that there is a baby growing, or for other food related reasons... no matter what, the body (mainly the mid section) is growing..

So being in Macy's I feel that all the skinny people are watching me, why I am I there they say in their secret skinny code glares...so I say FINE and go to the Motherhood Maternity store to see what is there....

and of course everyone there looks down at my stomach to see if I belong there...and okay No I am not exploding from my stomach, but can't a girl shop for things she will need in a month or two?? Very judgmental pregnant people!

So I find myself in clothes limbo! I wonder if I can dress up a pair of sweatpants with some heels??

Good Morning

Just a little something for my California People:

It was 23 degrees when I got into my car this morning!!!! Twenty what? You ask, yes 23, and at one place it went to 21 degrees!

What does 21 degrees feel like?? Well....cold!! I have learned that the California jacket a.k.a the Sweatshirt, is not sufficient enough to work out here, it does NOTHING...so you must have a jacket, a good jacket!

So there you have it, December 5th..no snow but it's 23 degrees...I would really like to be back in Sacramento right now!

Blogging, my way of not finishing my Final

Yes, I know I should be doing my final (that I haven't started) and it's important (because it's due tomorrow) but still, I just don't wanna.

I have blog stalked, looked on my usual websites, facebook-ed, check my email about 4 times and no one has sent me anything new....so I guess the only thing left to do is create blog post so I don't have to do my work!

Today's post is really titled: My dog ate my rent check

Scene: I am drying my hair this morning and Chloe comes over to the door chomping on something. She only does this when she is eating something that she is not supposed to, it's like her way of showing me that she is causing trouble!

I already know to go and look for clues of what it could be that she has eaten, she has been known to pull of loaves of bread, cookies, and pot holders. So I walk into the kitchen, nothing, it's clean.

I look by the computer, and there is a piece of paper on the ground, I pick it up, and yes it's the envelope that I had just placed our rent check in maybe 10 min earlier. The only thing left of the check was the corner where my signature was!

I was so angry, because WHO EATS A RENT CHECK?? I fed her breakfast, do I know she is not hungry! I think she is doing it just to be a jerk. So I told her (yes I really did out loud) that I hope she has a hard time digesting it!

Sorry Apt people, my dog ate my rent! (luckily I just wrote another check out, but think about if that was our last check, then I would have just given them Chloe!)