Zac is in the market for a shotgun

It is official.  We are almost the true american dream family (minus the house, boat, yard, BBQ, big screen, vacation rental, and RV/ATV).  In about 5 months we will be adding a little girl to the mix making us a one boy, one girl, one dog family.  We found out on Tuesday that our household is going to get a little more feminine.  That doesn't mean any less football though.  I was a little surprised because I thought this thing growing in me was a boy but I am way pumped.  Zac is a little shell shocked but also very excited.  Here is her first portrait.  Not the best quality but whatev.

I already had a good long talk with Cru about how to be a good big brother.  I think he listened--just look at his face.

 He likes to put this ping-pong ball in his mouth and then crawl around and blow it out of his mouth.

I think this pic is funny.  He is getting a little attitude when he can't have something and it makes me laugh.  I try to hide it but it's so funny. 

This is pretty much how I've felt for the first trimester of this pregnancy.  I have been SO nauseous, exhausted, I had the flu and sinus infection on different occasions, and I lost too much weight so I've had to drink SICK ensure to put the LB's back on.  I am feeling stupendous now though.  What happened to my little dog?

New things!

It was time to say goodbye to Zac's truck.  It was a good truck and got him through three (yes I typed three) Arizona summers with NO A/C.  He has been a champion and trekked through it for our family.  Last summer though I could see in his eyes and sweat laden shirt that no A/C in 115 degrees just wasn't going to cut it for one more summer.  So we set about and found ourselves a nice truck with a crew cab so we can stick chillens back there!  It is fresh if I can say.  Zac has been out in his truck cleaning it and caressing it (I saw him hug it one time when he thought I wasn't looking).  And the best part is....the A/C runs like a champ.

Oh and Cru got a new shirt!

New baby arriving September 15th or so!  We are excited and happy to be adding to the litter!

Brrrrrrrr

Since moving to Arizona there have been only a number of times I have said the words "Brrrrrr."  This past week has been unseasonably cold.  There were two days last week that didn't even make it into the 50's for a high.  I have NEVER seen it get below 55 degrees as a high so it was cold!  Especially since the week before it was in the upper 60's low 70's.  Does it bother anyone else that people say "expecially"?  Drives me nuts.  

We bundled up and I had some hot chocolate one morning after our quick poop walk (poop as in Jaitz....not me or Cru).  I am sorry for my Idaho family and friends--and the entire Eastern United States--for having to deal with the cold for more than one month.  I know many of you are SO sick of old man winter.  However, I do miss scarves.  I got nothing.

War is over

Christmas at our house was a little different this year.  Instead of a snowy (or rainy) window pane we awoke to bright blue skies and a balmy 65 degrees.  Rather than wandering around in sweats, ski socks (my feet get real cold), and a long sleeve get up, we dawned t-shirts and basketball shorts.  Yes this year we stayed in sunny Arizona for Christmas.  It was the first on our own but we rather enjoyed ourselves.  Yes it stunk not being around family and craziness but we made the most of this most wonderful time of year.

An old Seamons family tradition (back when my parents were poor....well, more poor than they claim to be now) a tradition in our household was to get KFC and cherry 7up on Christmas Eve.  We felt that tradition must be kept in our household.  So on the eve of Christmas we went to a GHETTO KFC in Chandler to pick up our bucket-o-chicken, tatoes and gravy and the tasty tasty biscuits.  We were the only white people there (that isn't what made it ghetto you racists....what made it ghetto was the fact that outside of the KFC they still had that HUGE bucket on a pole that people could see for miles and I'm pretty sure it used to spin.  Plus all the pictures inside on the walls were circa 1992.) As you can see from Zac's face - it was a hit.

Even Jaitz got a special Christmas Eve dinner.  He didn't breath while eating.  Just look how crazy his eyes are.  

After our tasty fried dinner we made our way to the fireplace to get warm.

This year we Skyped my family and participated in the shenanigans via the interweb.  Stan would take us around and whisper funny jokes that only Zac and I could hear.  It was nifty and felt like we were there in a way. 

Santa Claus visited us that night and we awoke to a heap of presents.  Zac and I woke up before Cru and we had to wait and wait until he woke up. He decided Christmas day was going to be a day he slept in until 9:30.  I know it will be different in a few years but still it was funny to have us just sitting there staring at each other, making noise, hoping that Cru would wake up.

He quite enjoyed opening presents!  He liked both the wrapping paper and the toy inside which was a plus.

Zac and I made pogacha (a Serbian bread) and made sandwiches that day.  Looks delish doesn't it.  It was. 

That night our dear friends the Moody's invited us to their families Italian Christmas bash.  I wish I had some pictures but alas, I do not.  It was AMAZING!!!!!  Gina has a hilarious and LOUD aunt that hosts it every year and we got to be a part of her huge family that night.  It was something I will never forget.  We lined up and had a WHOLE crap load of things to put in a pasta dish (I had shrimp, salami, carrots, broccoli, sun dried tomatoes, capers, onion, and 3 types of pasta).  The 'cooks' (Gina's cousins) slapped it all on the stove and tossed it in oil and garlic and then put a white and red sauce on it (and fresh basil and lemon juice).  I have been having dreams about that pasta every night since!  Holy CRAP it was amazing.  We ate outside (which I can now check off the list - meaning eating outside on Christmas Night) and caught up with our buddies since we haven't hung out with them as a couple for over a year (Bryce had to be a smarty pants and go to medical school in the Caribbean).  So amazing and I'm so grateful to have been a part of the fun. 

Thank you all (Mom, Mom D. & the Moody's) for making it a great Christmas even though we were on our own!

Do You Hear What I Hear?

I have been itching to put up my Christmas decor this year.  I think I have been anxious because this year we will be spending ol' Christmas here in the AZ.  The past two years I decorated for the lead up to Christmas but never really got the full enjoyment because we were in Idaho.  Since we are staying here, I was given an allowance to go and get some new Christmas decorations.  I have not purchased new decor since we got married over six years ago and half of that was given to us from people at our wedding reception.  Not sure who crocheted us our tree skirt, it was nice of you, but it must go now.  We put up our tree and then this happened.

 Cru can only roll one way and then he gets stuck in places.  Luckily this 'stuck place' kept him busy for a few minutes.  And-luckily-he can't reach any of the lights.

We are going to the Mesa Temple tomorrow to set up chairs for the Christmas festivities....well, Zac is.....so I had to get Cru a new hat.  I mean, it will be in the fifties tomorrow evening.  We are going to peruse the grounds and hopefully check out the lights if they are up while Zac does his man thing.  Then we are going to Costa Vida.  OH SNAP!

This is me getting the dreaded boogers out of the nose.  There are a few things I am anal about and a main one is boogers.  I HATE boogers.  They must be ridden of.  I thought he was pretty cute trying to bat my arm away.  Just for the record-I won.

Accio Wand!

There are few things more fantastic than a person or friend that can hook you up with things.  Wether it is a trip to a cabin (as mentioned before), a free bucket of golf balls to hit, or back stage passes to N'SYNC.  I have said many times that I could not own a business because I wouldn't make any money.  I would be giving everything away for free.  I had to watch myself when I worked at a golf course because I seriously wanted to give people free stuff all the time.  Basically-I love having connections and I wish I was the person that had the connections.  

Instead I must mooch off others who actually have the connection.  Cue (or is it Que) Michelle.  She hooked me up with a special screening to Harry Potter (SEFFAN) and the Deathly Hollows part une.  That's right-instead of waiting in a line that spanned most of the block to get into a midnight showing, I nonchalantly walked up to the ticket man and showed him my VIP ticket.  In case you didn't know, VIP means very important person.  I then walked into a theater that was rented out for a private screening and walked to my assigned seat.  AND Michelle had an extra Harkins cup so I got a big ol' pop for only a buck.  Did I mention that it was 7:00 pm?  Well-it was.  That's right-not sure how they got away with it but I pretty much got to be at the premier.  I am surprised that Daniel Radcliff wasn't sitting next to me-that's how important I felt.

Serious.

Here is the gang-me, Michelle, Mel, and Aunt Nancy.  And the creeps behind us that I am pretty sure haven't read the book since they seemed shocked at every turn.

 And this my friends, is how people get their nerd on.  There were an array of spectacles to look at including THE Lord Voldemort and Harry Potter.

 Here are a couple snitches (two dudes in bedazzled biker helmets)

 I thought this one was the most accurate-as far as nerd dress upers go.  Bellatrix Lestrange.

 Here are a couple house elfs.

And if you can tell by my sweet panoramic function on my camera-this is the line to get into the midnight showing and I took the picture after I saw the movie (it was about 9:45 p.m.)

I will admit to any person and I am not ashamed that I am a Harry Potter fan.  It was such a fun time and the movie was very accurate compared to the book...which I like....so it was good.  I felt like a super star getting to go to the private screening-like I belonged to some sort of club.  Some sort of wizzarding club....some sort of DA club.

Sweet Potato Pie

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I like him because he thinks I'm funny.