Saturday, February 21, 2009

Er....

Here are my thoughts on this week:
1. I am alone again this weekend. No me gusta.
2. I hate the gyno. Enough said. P.S. I need to lose weight, says my gyno, before I have any more children. Why yes, yes I do.
3. I hate doctors, but after the said above visit, I made 3 more doctor appointments with 3 different kinds of doctors all to get things looked at that I have let far too much time pass without getting looked at.
4. I hate by butt. If you know me well enough, you know what this means.
5. I sure do love Jack, and I especially love his laugh and when he blows raspberries on my belly and then laughs his head off.
6. I don't think EVERY kid should have a therapist, a physcologist, or a DIAGNOSIS in middle school. What is the deal with every kid having to have ADD or ADHD? Even if the student is a little different, slow, or the parent has enough money to send you to every type of doctor imaginable.
7. I need a vacation to somewhere exciting. I haven't been on one probably since my honeymoon almost 4 years ago. I get jealous of reading everyone else's blogs and facebooks who are going on trips to Mexico, Cancun, on cruises, etc. I am greatly desiring to travel and go somewhere else for awhile!
8. I still hate Dustin's job. Bball season is almost over and I can't wait to see my hubby a little more.
9. I can live with coaching a middle school girls basketball team that is 1-7 that is actually a good TEAM rather than a team with one good PLAYER and a bunch of other crappy players who haven't learned anything or improved. GO NAVY!
10. Not every church calling is completely enjoyable, but every church calling is very important. Mine especially.

The end.

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Happy? V-Day

Here is me and my valentine. What a cutie he is! And yes, if you can't tell, before this picture I had been crying. It has already been THAT good of a Valentines Day! Hope yours is better.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

Supportive wife?

I have a serious love/hate relationship with Dustin's job. I love being around sports, free season tickets to various sports, and a few other perks of the job like getting sweet gift cards to expensive restaurants from the doctors he works with, awesome food at banquets and other Athletic Department get togethers. I also enjoy the fact that all the athletes, the whole Athletic Department, and everyone Dustin works with knows and loves Jack! (Side note: They probably don't even know my name. I am Jack's mom, Dustin's wife to them). But that is where the love ends. For the most part, I hate his job. The pay is awful, especially compared to what coaches make and the similar hours put in. Plus Dustin has a Masters for crying out loud! And speaking of the hours, they suck. He works from usually 8 in the morning until 7 or 7:30 at night. If you figured the pay per hour, oh it would just be pathetic and embarassing. And I hate when he goes on the road. He has to travel to all away games with the bball team. So he is gone from Wednesday to Sunday. During that time he is gone, I turn into a slightly depressed, zombie-like, single mom. It is hard to have him gone! Anyway, just wanted to vent a bit on the subject since it is only Thursday and my sweet hubby won't be back til Sunday. Yes, that means I am spending Valentines day ALONE. It sucks. Thanks for asking.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

25 random things about me!

I did this on my facebook too, but thought it would be nice to keep my weirdo list compiled somewhere else too, so here it is!

1. My baby weighed 10 pounds 10.6 ounces when he was born by way of C-section. If it is true that your babies get bigger each time, I do believe I am screwed! : ) P.S. I hope all my babies don't have to come by way of C-section. I would like to give REAL childbirth a go sometime. I DID grow up with my brothers always telling me that I had great birthing hips. I find it ironic I wasn't able to do it!

2. I was worried that I would have the first ugly grandchild on the Hansen side. Jack was number 15 and he is SO NOT UGLY! In fact, I think he is one of the cutest kids I have ever seen! I love being his mommy!

3. I have some serious OCD tendencies. I count stairs when I go up or down them. I also check and recheck for locked doors, closed garages, and unplugged cords even when I am like 99.9% sure I already did it.

4. I married a non-Mormon. He is the most amazing man, husband, and father ever. I am SO happy!

5. I miss my glory days of sports in high school and college. I would have worked harder then if I could go back and change anything.


6. I wish I could play the piano better. I took for several years, but wish I would have stuck with it longer. Basketball is great, but it does not help you step up to the plate to play the piano at church.

7. I love to peel my skin and others skin after they get a sunburn. Oh how I love it! Growing up, me and my sister would fight over who got to peel our brother's peeling back.

8. I am obsessed with picking at Jack's nose and ears. I cannot leave a booger unpicked!

9. I also love to pop zits and pick scabs. I also have a tendency to rip out my eyelashes as I try to pick mascara off of them. I know, all disgusting but all true.

10. I am obsessed with basketball. I play, coach, attend games, or watch basketball anytime I can. And I think I know QUITE a bit about the sport! I usually say things right before the game announcer says it!

11. Growing up, I always dreamed of going to a Utah Jazz game, sitting on the front row, and getting kicked in the head or sweated on by Karl Malone as he dove into the crowd after a loose ball. Yeah. I was a fan.

12. I love to sit and eat sunflower seeds. But I cannot stick a bunch in my mouth all at the same time and eat them. I eat them one at a time.

13. I love Cherry Coke Zero, Dr. Pepper (especially from Pizza Hut) and Diet Dr. Pepper. I love pickles, little smokies, hot dogs, corn dogs, fries, and tator tots. I also love sweets WAY too much! Mmmm. I don't think I can give up my pop and sweets. And does my favorite food list look a little white trash? Oh well.

14. I cannot eat cooked or dried fruit. I think it is the texture probably, but I think fruit in any form other than raw is so GROSS!

15. I love to sweat. I don't work out as much as I should, but when I do, I love the feeling and I love to sweat.

16. I am only ticklish on my feet and my butt. Weird. I know.

17. I have scoliosis and ciphosis (sp?) Thus the hunch and curvature of my back. I don't like to "work on it" even though Dustin and my mom beg me to.

18. I hate confrontations of any kind. I am a wuss when it comes to them. I especially hate telling a server at the restaurant if they get my order wrong or returning things to stores. I seriously, seriously hate it.

19. I am a perfectionist and I hate it about myself. I hate starting cleaning projects, school lesson planning, cutting my dog's hair, etc because I am perfectionist and it takes me a thousand times longer than other people.

20. I am teacher, but I want to be a nurse or coach at a college or high school or work as a sports information person.

21. I LOVE taking naps! Sleep in general is one of my favorite things, but I don't think I have slept through a night since well before Jack was born.

22. I have one friend who has been one of my best and closest friends for more than 20 years now!

23. I have had two surgeries to repair a torn ACL in my left leg. The first time I tore it playing basketball against my sister's college team and I could have sworn she shoved me. But no. No one was around me, it just tore as I did a crossover. We discovered it was torn again when I was having surgery to get my knee scoped shortly before my wedding. And now, I was told by a doctor up here that it is torn again. Stupid ACL and stupid surgeries that didn't work.

24. I have a very small head and very thin hair. I can wear children's sizes in hats and all my hair can fit in tiny elastics and tiny clips.

25. I hate hair and I have a really weak gag reflex. I dry heave very easily. Hair, bad smells, and even the sound of people gathering spit/loogies in their mouth makes me dry heave. In HS, people used to put hairs on my food just to hear my dry heave. Not funny.