Miracles...

So amazing.

The Next Beethoven?

My nephew Carter is only 6 months old and already playing hymns. SUCH a spiritual baby!

haha, just kiddin... he sure liked banging on the keys, though!

Spider Bait Berkley

I won't deny it - I think they're out to get me. No, I'm not like Hodgins from Bones - I'm not usually a conspiracy theorist. But, I do believe I've accidentally irked the Spider species. There is no other explanation for the multiple times I've had to recently defend my life with a shoe.

You may think I'm exaggerating, but there have been too many instances where spiders have actually run TOWARDS me in my bedroom. I used to squeal like a little girl when I saw them coming at me, but I've become a cold-hearted, wizened, spider killer - quite methodical, actually: grab shoe, smash the beast. My Mom would be so proud. The only thing I need to work on to complete my hardened exterior is the task of disposing. I still gag when I hear them clunk into the spider cans, aka trash cans...

I thought I'd throw in a few good stories just to show what I mean when I say "I think they're out to get me:"

A few weeks ago I was sitting on the floor in my bedroom, blow drying my hair, when a huge spider literally RUNS at me. I yelp, drop my blow dryer, grab a shoe and kill the thing. One less spider in the world. Check.

About a week ago I was in my room, standing by my bed, when I see another spider running at me from across my bedroom floor. Honestly? Does it really think it stands a chance? Shoe. Smash. Check.

Saturday I was sitting on the floor in our living room, eating some food... when out of the corner of my eye I see a spider running at me. Again. It stops about a foot from my leg. I stayed put so I wouldn't scare the spider away and my roommate Kelsey grabbed a shoe and killed it. BOOM. Tag team. Bet it didn't see that one coming. After the kill she said "that spider was HUGE!!" And I was like "yeah, that's the kind I have in my room." No big deal... and I finished eating.

Oh, life... but seriously. What's up with these spiders? Did they get into a toxic chemical, reworking their genetic make-up, causing them to charge at humans? In my previous experiences with spiders they usually run away from people. Not towards.

Ah, well, makes for interesting stories. Right?

Ode to Kirilenko

Turns out there are more things than freezing weather, figure skating, and gymnastics in Russia.

Meet Andrei Kirilenko:

What in the world did they feed the Andrei tyke to make him grow so tall? I'm thinking it was probably:

Kartofel. Which, if you don't know, is potatoes in Russian. Enough Kartofel for 6'9" lads.
I'm sure he was happy at 18 to go play for the Jazz. Because, as you know, he's really good at
Rebounds, making free-throws and stuff. He even has skater boy long hair- that's so tough. He might wash
It with Clairol Herbal Essence shampoo. But, wait, that's the kind that I use. And yet my blonde
Locks are nowhere near as silky as his bob with bangs. Some people may
Enjoy laughing at it, but I like the way it hangs. I think his cut is more for a technical purpose,
Not style. If he didn't have bangs, his long hair would get in his face once in a while.
Kudos to him for daring to be different! And his non-tattooed arms would make any Mom proud. For when he's an
Old timer his arm tats won't be shriveled like a cloud.

The End.

Umbrella-ella-ella

Don't worry; I'm not going to be singing Rihanna's Umbrella song... although, it is pretty good. Well, was pretty good. 3 years ago.

Anyway, this morning as I was driving to work it was pouring out. I'm not complaining, I don't mind rain if it's temporary -- although, I don't think I've known anything besides temporary rain.
As I got closer to temple square and the parking garage, I noticed an odd occurrence. I first noticed a lady in a pink dress with a perfectly matched pink umbrella (who wouldn't notice that?). I thought to myself, 'hmm that's weird, I wonder if she did that on purpose?' Then, I noticed another lady walking across a cross walk. Her umbrella was green. Her skirt was green. They matched perfectly. What in the world? I was intrigued. Then, my mind wandered to an old roommate who had the misfortune of walking across the U campus with a BYU umbrella. But, that's a different story completely...

The question of the day is this: Did the two ladies with the matchy-accessorized umbrellas do it on purpose? Or, did they accidentally match? Do they have a closet at home FULL of umbrellas to accessorize their outfits with by chance a rainy day comes along? You know, I'm just a Montana girl. I have 1 umbrella in my possession. It's blue. But, it's because blue is my favorite color. And my Mom gave it to me (bless you, Mom).

So, who knows, maybe there's a fashion niche just for umbrellas... that I've never even thought about. Or dreamed about. Or cared about. Or will ever care about.

Which comes to my next random thought (I've been having quite a few of these lately)... what things do we do, innocently enough, that might cause other people to write about on their blog? hmm...

Think about it. But you don't have to take my word for it (thank you, LeVar Burton).

Carter...

I thought I would show a picture of the cutest nephew in the world. No contest:

Oh, and I do recognize that I haven't updated my blog in a long time... I'll work on that.

PEACE.

Come on out Baby

We're just waiting impatiently for lil Carter to come into the world! ANY DAY NOW... I know Alyssa's tummy is probably all nice and warm and comfortable and stuff. But seriously. We want to meet you!!! And I want to be an aunt! :)

And another one bites the dust

My sister Jasper is getting married! July 24th is the big day. Welcome to the family Allen Peterson!

Here they are with our infamous Grammer :)

Hive-a-topia

Welp, it turns out I'm allergic to an antibiotic. I should have suspected something, because I had this weird red mark on my neck for the past week. Anywho.

Late Friday night welts started popping up in random places on my body. I figured I must have gotten into something I was allergic to (that night we had gone all over SLC for a scavenger hunt)--so I decided to take a long hot shower to see if that would help (in hind-sight, I shouldn't have done that. Turns out hot water is BAD for hives). I went to bed, thinking I'd be fine in the morning.

Nope. I wake up, with hives all over my body. So not cool. And by all over my body, I mean ALL OVER MY BODY. I think I took this picture Saturday afternoon-before it got really bad. So if you think this picture looks slightly bad, just imagine more hives. And more swelling. :) I should have taken more pictures when it looked awful, but I just didn't care about anything during those moments.


Luckily, my hives didn't really itch too bad Saturday. But as the evening went on, my hives got worse and worse, and my hands and fingers started to SWELL. My fingers were swelling so bad it started to get painful and I had to take off my trusty CTR ring because it was looking quite awkward on my huge finger (and I was getting scared I wouldn't be able to get it off if I waited too much longer). :) Oh, and I think I conquered benadryl. I took about 6 pills throughout the day on Saturday and they didn't make me drowsy anymore! Maybe that's a bad thing to conquer... oh, and benadryl didn't help the hives. Ah well.

This is when I started thinking I might need to see a doctor. It was about 1 in the morning and Kristen had gone out with friends for the night, so I decided to wait for her to get home and see what she thought. She finally got home around 1:30ish and I asked her if I should go to the ER. She agreed quite quickly, so off we went...

The ER was pretty dead when we showed. No line, and not much of a wait. They got me in pretty fast and gave me one of those cool hospital wristband things with my name on it! Wahoo! Then they set me up in a little room. I had a doc and 2 nurses helping me out. One of the nurses told me that if I wasn't LDS she would have told me to go get a 'stiff drink' after I left to try to ease my suffering. HAHA. And the other nurse told me she couldn't even look at me without being itchy...

They gave me a bunch of pills in a cup (probably an antihistamine of some sort--I can't remember) and left me alone for a while so the Doc could research hives and figure out what was wrong with me. I started to get super sleepy (must have been the drugs), and I started falling asleep sitting up-with my back against the wall. I think I probably could have slept like that all night. Then a nurse came and made me lie down on the bed and put a nice warm blanky on me. That bed was so uncomfortable... I'm pretty sure I was more comfortable sitting up and slouching like I was before. Oh well. I think I tried to sleep for about 20 more minutes and the nurse came back. She told me the doctor thought it was my antibiotic, and then started asking me some really HARD questions, like 'what did the doctor tell you to do?' I wonder if nurses get a kick out of asking drugged-up patients simple questions. It took me about 3 tries of 'ummmm what do you meannnn? and finally I spit out that I was supposed to stop taking my antibiotic, and to see a doctor, and to get some prescriptions filled. And finally I was out (after they made sure I had someone to drive me home). haha

I was zonked out all day Sunday until about 2pm (those must have been some crazy drugs!) and by the time I got going I realized that the pharmacies for the day were already closed... I think they closed at 4pm (which shows how slow it took me to do anything with my life that day).

Monday I woke up and I thought I was dying... my hives were out of control again and this time there were weird dark patches where old hives had been. To make matters worse, I had hives on the bottoms of my feet, which made it SUPER painful to walk. Torture. And the joints in my fingers and wrists were super painful too, so it basically hurt to live. It was painful to even open doors...

I went to the pharmacist and got my prescriptions, then decided to stop by a dermatologist to see if they had any openings for the day. She didn't think they did, but she went to talk to the doc and they told me to come back at 3pm that day! wahoo! I guess looking like the living dead has its rewards.

The dermatologist agreed the hives were from the antibiotic, and gave me more prescriptions to fill to try and help the hives. I think me and the Pharmacy staff became good friends that day.

So here I am. It's Wednesday, Day 5 of the hives, and I think I almost have them beat. Thankfully my work has been quite understanding and I've been able to take these past 3 days of work off with no huge problems. I'm still nervous to do anything with hot water-not gonna lie, I've only showered once since that Friday night. :) but I think I may try to be brave and shower after I finish this post. My feet dont hurt anymore, so I can walk okay. And my body is only semi-itchy today. Which means I'll try to go back to work tomorrow, and back to normal life...

Wish me luck!!

Leave me alone, food.

Do you sometimes fear that your food sends you subliminal messages? Lately I’ve been eating A LOT of the frozen yogurt/ice cream at the COB cafeteria. It’s just so tasty… I can’t help it.

Anywho. Please look at this picture. Does it remind you of anything?

Looks to me like a cute little piggy nose. I think my food is trying to tell me something… am I being a pig?

I hate it when my food speaks to me.

Itunes nerd fest

See this?

This is what I stared at for about 3 hours straight tonight.

Arghh. I never transferred my itunes over from my old laptop and, seeing how it's been almost a year since I got my new laptop, I decided it was time. I don't have any cool transfer music thingy, so I was just using a good old junk drive. So fun...

So while I waited for music to download onto my junkdrive, I got to do the usual lazy night activity: chat with friends, listen to music, and go through old pictures. Oh, and think about updating my blog. :) Oh wait, instead of just thinking about updating my blog, I actually DID IT! Be proud people.

Winter Dew Tour

At Denny's trying to get warm after the concert.

We were so bloomin cold it was amazing. Luckily Lynsey brought those handwarmers for all of us (you know, the kind that you can shake and they heat up for 12 hours). Best. Invention. Ever.

Wahoo Dashboard! So much fun.

I think I've seen them too many times recently because

I had a dream a while back that me and Chris Carrabba (lead singer) were friends.

I love dreams.

The girls at Denny's.

You can always count on something crazy happening when all us girls get together. We heard about a free shuttle up to Ogden for the concert--only problem was we didn't know for sure where the Park & Ride was... long story short we ended up rushing a Job Corp bus. Ooops.

The look on their faces was priceless.

I probably shouldn't leave out the adventures of Raptor Park and the adoption center from that night. Wait, was the adoption center for raptors? Or human babies? We will never know.