somebody got time to blog

and they got a new camera
and they had a great christmas
and they have a handsome new nephew
and they got an entire week off of work to play with family






but i can't tell you who. that just wouldn't be fun.

something new! something new!

i came home for the weekend just in time to enjoy my new christmas wreath.

then i woke up the next day to a coat of new Christmas snow.


so i spent most of the weekend alone in front of jesse's new christmas present (he was studying, you see).

and finally resorted to practicing my top model faces with the new hair.

hope everyone else enjoyed a few new pleasures...

so this is christmas... and other updates

my, my. time flies when you are having fun. and, trust me, plenty of fun has been had in these parts.

i wish i had some photos to accompany this post, but i regretfully lack them. perhaps, if someone somewhere had room in his super kind heart to get me a new camera for christmas (i won't name names, but you know who you are) that could be remedied.

just to list some cool items of late:

a visit to benihana -- aka asian hooters (minus the nagasakis)
a stay in downtown slc
partying with aunt missy
a week of 'relaxation' with the families in IF
my first (and last) true black friday experience
putting up my christmas tree
buying jesse's christmas present, firmly denying him access until dec. 25
chopping off my hair--all of it
setting up jesse's christmas present dec. 4 (way to stick to your guns, becca)
eagerly awaiting the impending arrival of yet another sweet nephew from my sister/bff

i love these days when i can honestly step back and realize how wonderful life is.

on top of all of this, we are in the middle of the season dedicated to goodwill and peace on earth. as strangers get just a little bit nicer (unless they are shoppers at a NY walmart) to each other and searching to find ways to help those in need, my heart is brightened.

so, if you are reading, feel free to belt out your own rendition of this tune:

A VERY MERRY CHRISTMAS!
AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
LET'S HOPE IT'S A GOOD ONE,
WITHOUT ANY FEAR!

on my second wedding anniversary

two years ago i was wed to monsieur jones. we were sealed in the idaho falls temple for time and all eternity. i knew i had taken on a huge commitment at a very young age. i knew that i still had a lot of things i wanted to accomplish in my life.

getting married in eastern idaho in mid-november does not guarantee great wedding day weather (although there was no ironic rain). it was cold. the plants were all dead. the gardens at the temple were nothing but dirt. the trees had lost most of their leaves. my wedding cake looked like it belonged at a twelve-year-old's birthday party. my brother cameron couldn't be there. a lot of wonderful, influential friends weren't able to make it.


i hardly noticed. it was the happiest day of my life.

i was young (at least two years younger than now), bright-eyed, and wildly in love. and that is what i remember most. everything that day was about love.

my mom made me taquitos for our luncheon (i love you). my dad stayed up past 9:30 and went twenty minutes past his perfectly planned schedule (i love you). my sister jil posed in pictures even though she was eight months pregnant (i love you). my sweet bridesmaids spent the entire day at our disposal (i love you). my in-laws mingled with davises all day long (i love you). my cousin ern became our bar tender at the last minute so i could have my cherry diet coke (i love you). and so many people went out of their way to let us know how excited they were for us (i love you).

and wouldn't it be wonderful if i could always carry that feeling with me in our marriage? i thnk it does. after two years, this is how it goes.

he harasses me for taking too long to blog (i love you). i mess up the dinner i spent all night making (i love you). he reminds me to say please and thank you (i love you). i spend 12 hours away from home between work and my commute (i love you). he digs his bony legs into me on the couch (i love you). i repeatedly hit snooze on my alarm for almost an hour every morning, waking him (i love you). i get cranky and say things i don't mean to say (i love you). he looks past it (i love you). he stays up all night studying for tests and still makes time to go home teaching (i love you). we slowly build a life together, dream together, and hope for the best (i love you)

and so it goes. but i fear that we get so caught up in the events that we occasionally forget the guiding force behind them. in case all of those terms of affection get lost in our daily interactions, let's have it out here.

jesse, i love you. i am so glad you are my best friend. happy anniversary.

i am suddenly itchy everywhere

and i haven't blogged in a while.

my illness is now just an occassional cough (hooray!)
my halloween was a family affair
my life is lacking pictures, so you will have to settle for the cliff's notes
my job is getting busy, busy, busy
my two-year wedding anniversary is getting oh-so-close--speaking of which,
my husband is oh-so-busy
my last follow-up class for my MA is on saturday--then i can finally hang that diploma they sent me in the mail
my heart is full of gratitude for having a charmed life

and yet, somehow, TONIGHT

my heart is troubled over the future of our country that will be determined tomorrow. after months and months of contemplation, analysis, discussion with my brilliant husband, and prayer, i am still conflicted on the big national vote (you know, that one involving the oblong office). however, i do hope that the good people of california will vote honorably.

today i love my body

so, i've been absent.

noticeably (i hope?)

please don't take it personally, friends. this week has been a rough one, and the last thing i need is to alienate people.

see, early last monday morning--2:26 a.m. to be exact--i woke regretting the taco time i ate at the garden of eden truckstop on our way home from boise. before i could register feeling nauseous, it was too late.

i threw up all day monday. to make things more interesting, my insulin pump started giving me some serious troubles two hours after my first late-night vomit session.

my sweet husband finally took me to the doctor (even though i was crying that i didn't want to leave the house) because things weren't looking good. i couldn't keep down water and was obviously getting pretty dehydrated.

urgent care told us they couldn't do anything but call the ER, so i threw up in their office and we left.

we got to the ER, where i was told i needed to be admitted to the hospital for severe dehydration, critically high blood sugar, and the beginnings of ketoacidosis. i spent the night in the ICU.

it turns out this all started from a touch of strep throat. ridiculous sounding, isn't it?

anyway, i don't share this just to explain my absence or even for pity (though both are certainly motives).

i share this because i don't want to forget how grateful i am for my health, for my body, for good health insurance (timing couldn't have been better on this), and for my support system.

today, and every day, i am blessed.

more uplifting blogging to commence ASAP.

working girl

updates.

haircut: delayed.

exercise: nonexistent

schedule: jam-packed

new job: absolutely fabulous

family time: exponentially increased

blogging time: regretfully lacking

plea to readers: patience, little ones. patience.