I Can't Get Out of Bed!!

This wednesday I had my tonsils out and have been in bed for the past five days. I am recovering well and doing a lot better than I was five days ago. I haven't been able to eat a lot because I am just not hungry and haven't been able to live with the pain of swallowing food. I should be able to eat normally in the next one or two days and will be able to walk around and not be in bed all of the time. I have enjoyed being able to eat a lot of ice cream and popsicles. I haven't enjoyed the medicine that I have to take every four hours. I am exited to hopefully not get so sick anymore. When they took me into the surgery room I got a little scared because they were wrapping me in all of these blankets and I couldn't move around at all. I felt like I was going to burst at any second but then I fell right to sleep. The surgery went beautifully and I was talking and moving around fine until the scabs came. Then I just layed down and have been out of commission for the last few days. It still hurts my throat to talk and eat but am on the mend.

Hiking in Snow Canyon

We live in such a beautiful area and are so blessed with the surroundings. Yesterday we went on a short hike through Snow Canyon. Kenzie stayed home as she wasn't feeling well due to her tonsils being violently removed by a pack of wild rats in the middle of the night. She really did great though and we are so proud of her.

Boston thought it was so funny to do a head first slide into the sand on the trail thinking the red dirt looked exactly like the red dirt on a baseball diamond. We hiked for about 30 minutes and then found a fun rock to climb up. Of course the boys took off running up the rock and the girls slowly made their way behind. We decided to stop for a moment and enjoy the beautiful scenery as well as some shade. The boys weren't quite satisfied with the view so they decided to hike up a little further and get shelter in one of the little caves. It scared me to death to watch Cooper and Boston sit on the sides of Scott with large drop offs on each side. After a while we decided to make our way down the rock back to the trail. Scott and Boston came down first with Cooper following behind. I saw Cooper wanting to run and then he took off running down the rock. You probably know what happened next, he tripped on the rock and rolled four times before he stopped. There was nothing I could do at the bottom but hope he didn't run into Boston and Scott and knock thier footing out from under them. My heart dropped and I said *%@# Cooper, what were you thinking. Luckily, I do the laundry at our house so nobody but myself will know exactly how scared I was to see Coop fall.

Scott and I capped off the night with a little date by hitting our favorite salad bar in town(Pizza Factory) and said hi to the man himself Bill Randall before catching the movie"The Secret Life of Bees." It was a great movie and I admit, I did get a little emotional during the movie partly because of the plot and partly because they ran out of butter for the popcorn and nacho cheese for snacks.

Today Delaney and Scott sang in sacrament meeting. One of the sisters in our ward called Scott and asked him to put together a men's quartet and he decided that singing with Delaney would be a nice change. I was so proud of Delaney and thought she would be very nervous but she did a fantastic job of hitting all the notes and had a big smile on her face the whole time she sang.

Sure is fun being a mom these days and I look forward to doing my job everyday. I really do have the best job in town!

***As many of you know, this blog was first started as Scott impersonating me and writing posts as if he were me. It looks like he is at it again!!

#5 and Still Alive

So last Saturday I finished my fifth St. George marathon and just like all of the previous marathons, I thought that was the stupidiest thing I've ever done. I'll never ever do that again as long as I live. This time I didn't say it, I just thought it. When we started the race it was drizzling a little bit but it was fairly warm compared to years past. I didn't think it was going to be so bad once the rain stopped. Well the rain never stopped and at times got worse. It poured on us and the wind blew making our already wet bodies so cold. Needless to say the rain never did let up but for some reason my body did not mind. It was the best my legs had ever felt. I never had to take my ibuprofin or excedrin and didn't have to get the icy hot rub down at mile 18 that I always count on. I think because it was so frigid that my legs were numb and couldn't feel any of the normal pain associated with the run. I have always known there wasn't a chance in he** that I could ever qualify for Boston like all of my other running chicas, but i have always wanted to beat the 4-hour mark. I do not run with a watch or garmin so i didn't know exactly how I was doing until I turned down the one street and saw the clock that sadi 3:53. I had seven minutes to get my sorry wet butt to the finish line. I usually like the turn my music off the last few miles and listen to all the people in town cheering us on, but I had to dig deep. So I turned my ipod back on and pumped up the volume and took off. When I crossed the finish line it was 4:00:47. My chip time ended up being 3:59:37. I finally did it. I was wet, cold, sore and miserable but I had finally accomplished my goal. So now, once again let me say, I hope I never do that again! Whatever!!!

Can You Find a Rat in This Thing?

So on a Monday night about three weeks ago I was playing with my hair and brushing through it with my mom's brush and I rolled a little (big) section up thinking that it would be no big deal. I rolled it up and couldn't get it out. I started to cry because my dad was going to cut the piece out. I started to cry because I had worked so hard to grow it out again and it would be one inch long after he cut it. My mom worked so hard to get it out with her comb. It had a long tail on it that broke off in all the tangled mess. Well an hour and a half later my mom finally got it out. I was so happy when she dropped the brush in my lap and said you're welcome.

Looking Fine While Turning Nine!!

Here we go trying to play catch up! Miss Delaney turned nine on September 20 and did it in total "D-Train" fashion as Scott would say. She originally wanted to invite all of her friends over and personally give them each a manicure but considering that it takes her 45 minutes to do my nails, which she does a fabulous job at, we decided to go another route and go to the Hair School. Her and her friends went and got up-dos and manicures and then went out to lunch together. They looked absolutely darling and I forgot to get a whole group shot like a dingy mother.

We are so grateful for this little girl that constantly keeps us laughing. She runs on her own time and Scott always says everyone should get to join Delaney's World at some time in their lives. She is creative, artistic, and sweet-but has lots of sassiness! She can steal your heart with just one little smile when she flashes you those dimples. We love her to pieces!!!