In the making

This is week is definitely becoming the best week ever.

Yesterday: I got the greatest ringtone ever. I love it when my phone goes off.

Today: Finished finals. Third semester of college - done! Let a much needed break begin!

Tomorrow: Hour long facial and 90 minute massage. I know you are ALL jealous.

Friday: I am giving an adoption presentation at a high school. I am actually way excited. And then I'm getting my hair done, which I LOVE doing. Pictures will be posted.

Saturday: Pedicures with my big sister for her birthday. I feel like I never see her since she lives a half hour away, so it will be super fun to hang out with her for a bit!

I'm thinking I need to join a group of some kind. Like a scrapbook group or a bowling team. I like to do things to take up my time, but without a planned group it's easy to fall into just watching tv and I feel stuck in a funk right now. I need to get out of it.

I'm also thinking of getting an etsy account and selling headbands on it. I first need to see if the new flowers I want to attempt making will actually look good. But based off the pictures I've seen of what I want to try they will be marvelous! Now to just get the fabric..

Counting

1. For the past week and a half I have had no appetite.
2. I went by Carl's Jr to eat something for the first time today at 4:15 and found out that food also tastes bad now.
3. I need a house to decorate. I buy home decor things too much for just a bedroom.

4. I have my 4th UTI in 6 weeks.
5. The doctor thinks I may have something else wrong with me. Awesome.
6. Sunshine looks cute with a ponytail

7. I called Paul Mitchell to change my hair appointment and was asked if it was okay if I was put on hold while she changed it. While on hold another girl picks up the phone and I tell her I'm on hold while my appointment gets changed. Apparently the other girl forgot about me and changed my appointment without then telling me.

8. Traeson is a good painter.

Hair. Part one.

Yesterday I got my hair colored. The first round of coloring. It still needs to be cut also. So this is just like the introduction to my new hair.

I don't know what I would do if I didn't have a friend in hair school.

Probably have extremely boring, unchanging hair.

Play time

Monday I went to see baby Traeson and had so much fun! He is getting so big and likes to look at books now! He is such a big boy it is insane. I could actually start to play with him. It will just get more and more fun!

I can't believe how much I love this little boy! I am so grateful for his wonderful parents who let me come over just about whenever I want to so I can see him. I don't know what I would do if I knew I couldn't see him. It's so weird and incredible to have someone feel a part of you. And he's definitely the best part of me.

First wrapping of the season!

Yay for Christmas! I just wrapped up my first Christmas gift! It's for baby Traeson, of course. I don't really know how many presents are appropriate for, 1. a two month old, and, 2. a baby you place for adoption. So I guess I'll just keep buying until I feel like I've gone crazy!

So I'm loving this twig/branch thing that's way in right now. I just went outside and snapped a few off my tree and, vwala! Expect a theme in my wrapping.

I'm so excited to get some more wrapping on!

Provo, you're stealing my memories

Last night I came across the more horrible discovery. I was casually driving to my father's office to do some cleaning when I passed by The Training Table. You want to know what I saw? It is closed and is becoming a JCW's.

It was my first job.

I had my first kiss there.
http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=7956974
(Yes, that link is correct. This news report is from last September, almost 3 years after I kissed him.)

The only boy I ever said "I love you" to I met there.

Where am I supposed to go to reminisce now? Also, where am I supposed to go to get Training Table food? I lived off that stuff for a whole year of high school. I love that stuff. I'm going to have to travel up north now to get a fix. This is a terrible time.

Brooke, would you like to do my homework?

For my education class I have to give a lesson and give an analogy of what teaching is like. I'm doing Teaching is like Having a Baby. We are supposed to have visuals so I needed to make a poster that said "Teaching is like Having a Baby." Since I had the evening alone with a 5 year old I thought it would appropriate if she made the poster. So I wrote it in pencil and she picked loads of colors to paint with. It was a blast!

After a little while she began posing. The kandids weren't doing it for her.

Ta-Da!

Brooke's funny comment of day: Asking about the picture she painted of herself, "Do I look fat in this picture?"

Mom for a day, or two or three..

So for today, tomorrow, and Friday I am taking care of three girls. Their parents are both out of town and so I have moved right in and am loving it!
The oldest girl, Celeste, is 16 and mortified that someone is there to take care of her. But I'm mostly there to take care of the younger girls, though it won't hurt for someone to keep an eye on her. She kept apologizing last night. But, to be honest, I am overjoyed to take care of them.
The middle is Sydney. She is 11 and likes me a lot. I don't think she remembers me from when she was little, but since I'm becoming an elementary school teacher she think I'm pretty great.
Then there is Brooke. Brooke is 5 and is probably the funniest little girl I have ever met. Her dad told me when I got there that she likes to get in trouble and like to disobey. "Great," I thought. Luckily for me I wore a purple jacket and yellow headband. "I love purple and yellow, so I like you," Brooke said just after I got there.
Tonight Celeste and Sydney will be going to their dad's house so it will just be me and Brooke, then tomorrow I'll pick up Brooke from the bus stop at 12:20, so it will just be me and her again. I have a feeling this will quite a riot.

The only negative thing about this nanny job is that it throw the decision I made to not parents my own baby in my face. I love the parents of my baby, but even the most perfect people in the world parenting my child still wouldn't make my life better. No matter how you swing it, concerning me, this is the worst decision I have ever made. I wish that knowing my baby is in the best place for him was enough, but that's all for him. And my happiness is only partially dependent on his, not completely. I would love to even just babysit him. But I'm afraid that would be inappropriate to say.

Brooke's Funny Comment of the Day:
"I need to put my eyebrows in the fish tank now."