Survey Thing Stolen from Linlah

1. Where is your cell phone: On the arm of the couch, about a foot from my right hand.
2. Your hair: Needs to grow faster! I chopped it all off and it was fun for a few weeks, now I just want my length back!
3. Your mother: is in Sacramento and has been married to my pain in the butt dad for almost 30 years!
4. Your father: is a strong-willed, no b.s., funny kind of guy.
5. Your favorite food: is probably either the cheezit chicken I make, or Van's smoked turkey.
6. Your dream from last night: I was pregnant. But, I'm not, so don't worry.
7. Your dream/goal: My ideal right now would be to give the Buxx my two weeks notice at the beginning of December, work until December 13th, have 3 weeks off, and start a new (much better paying, more fun) job to start on January 4th.
8. What room are you in: the living room.
9. What is your hobby: I have more than one TYVM! Scrapbooking, blogging, taking pictures.
10. What is your fear: That I don't get that new job I'm dreaming of.
11. Where do you want to be in 6 years: Raising babies! Well, maybe not babies, but kids.
12. Where were you last night: At my brother's JV Football game.
13. Something you are not: Pregnant! Woohoo!
14. Muffins: My favorite muffins are actually from Costco. Either the banana nut ones or the chocolate ones with chocolate chips.
15. Wish list items: Unlimited money. New car. Health. Sierra to hire Welder Guy back.
16. Where did you grow up: Sacramento, CA.
17. Last thing you did: This survey.
18. What are you wearing: Jersey shorts and a tank top.
19. Your TV: Is stuck on HGTV at the moment.
20. Your pets: A guinea pig, named Cashew. Two chihuahua mixes named Lady and Preston. 5 Mice named Baby, Smokey, Lab, Snowball and Psycho. A ton of fish (spread out in three fish tanks and a pond). And... two recently acquired/adopted step kittens.
21. Your friends: Are AH-Mazing!
22. Your life: Is happening.
23. Your mood: Worried.
24. Missing someone: Not really.
25. Vehicle: The same camry I've had since I started driving. She's looking pretty good for being 17 years old!
26. Something you’re not wearing: Socks.
27. Your favorite store: Old Navy or Target.
28. Your favorite color: Green is growing on me... but pink for now.
29. When’s the last time you laughed: Just a minute ago.
30. When’s the last time you cried: Ummm. Last night.
31. Your best friend: Is an amazing husband.
32. One place you go over and over: Work.
33. One person who emails me regularly: Mom.
34. Favorite place to eat: Chevy's!

My Birthday...

...is tomorrow! I'm so excited. I'll be 23. I never thought at 23 I'd be happily married to the most amazing man ever. But... I am. lol. I'm hoping to wake up to breakfast (he's already asked what I want) and then we'll be heading to Apple Hill, with a stop into Best Buy for a bday gift for FIL's birthday, and we're meeting Mom up there. Then we're going down to my parent's house and The Melting Pot for dinner! Pictures to come.

Cashew Update!

He's officially eaten all of the roof over his head. When I go over there now, he sticks his nose out of the top and sniffs my hand like "Hi Mom! Can you see me?"

Good Dog Red

So last week, on Thursday, Linlah dropped off her and Scout's dog, Red. Red is a boxer and is seriously the best dog I've ever met. He has the most amazing manners ever, except when he wants to sit at your feet, as he doesn't care that your feet are under his 70 lb. butt. We had the pleasure of watching him while they went out of state for Linlah's son's wedding. She came back and got him on Tuesday, and honestly, I miss his goofy-ness. This is the picture I got as Linlah pulled out of our driveway on Thursday morning:


And this is the picture of him when I had McDonald's french fries and wouldn't share with him. I sat down on the floor in front of the coffee table and after telling him "no", he laid down and put his face under the table. He is the cutest!


Ah, Linlah! Anytime you need a babysitter, PLEASE let us know! It would be a complete pleasure to watch him again!

Cashew

Cashew is a guinea pig that we acquired from my "sister" Nancy. She had two and those two had a few and Cashew wasn't too fond of his offspring. So, he came to live with us. We've had him for quite a few months, and he's just a complete lovebug. He loves to be held, he loves carrots and he loves to talk to me when I'm in the kitchen. Anyways, I bought a plastic house for our other guinea pig, but when he died I cleaned it and gave it to Cashew. Well, he's been driving me insane because he chews on it and it makes this horrible noise. Not to mention the fact that I paid like $25 for it and it kills me that he's eating it. So, two weekends ago Norman and I were down in Sacramento and my mom bought Cashew an edible house. It's made of alfalfa and honey and 100% of it is edible. Well, here he was on day one:



He started eating it immediately. But only the roof. By day four, he had eaten all of the grass hanging over the edges... here's a picture of that:



Here is a picture from today:



Pretty soon he will have no roof over his head... It will be a sad day for Cashew.

Baby Fever?

Oh my. I'm sitting on the couch blogging while my potatoes cook and my husband is outside working on the driveway. I'll be 23 in less than two weeks and I can't shake the baby fever. When I was 18, I pictured myself finding a nice guy at around 25, getting married in my late twenties, having babies at around 30. I met Welder Guy a few months before my 19th birthday and all of that went out the window. We were together for 3 years before he proposed (right before my 22nd birthday), and 4 months ago we got married, just shy of 4 years together. I swear the night of our wedding, we got home, sat on the couch to open gifts and all I could hear was "tick tock tick tock." I'm 22 years old! I'm not ready to have babies. Our house isn't finished. Welder Guy isn't back at Sierra. I work at Starbucks! Nothing is in order for having babies. We own a 2 bedroom house, but rent the spare bedroom out... So this child that I want doesn't even have a bedroom at this point. Everything in my head says "you're crazy! you're young! what the hell are you thinking? not now!" and my heart just really wants a baby. I feel so bad for Welder Guy. I keep making jabs at him about it. Not to be mean, but to make him want one too. It's not even his "permission" I seek... I just want him to realize that it wouldn't be all bad... then I think I would have the ability to let it go for a while. Just knowing he wants one would make my want so much less. Everywhere we go, there is a pregnant lady... or a lady with a new baby. It's driving me crazy! Ok, back to reality... I just needed to vent!