I had so much fun planning for a surprise party for my dear friend, Bobbi.

I went all out girly and had a "princess" theme for Bobbi. She is so athletic and is out doors whenever she can but she loves sparkles and feathers! That's my kind of girl. :)

Every body got a little gift box, but only Bobbi got the tiara...

This cake was a blast to make:

But I'm warning you now, just looking at it will absorb it's massive amount of calories. 

Don't blame me if you gain 2 lb's  after looking at that picture.

And don't blame me for not taking any pictures during the party...

that's never been a strong point of mine.

Thanks for letting us spoil you a bit last night Bobbi! 

~xoxo~

O no I di-ent...

 *  try to spell "Oh, no I didn't" in the way it sounds when someone says it with attitude.

*  spend more than $200.00 at the "big and large store" for two weeks in a row.

*  get flutters and all sorts of yearning emotions as I saw my friend nursing her baby last night.

* consider trying to make myself vomit after eating an undisclosed amount of Nutella and graham crackers.

* agree to helping out a fellow ward member throw a mulit-ward missionary activity less than a week before we move.

* realize that Henry had taken off his shoe at who knows where, while in the above said store, and pretend not to notice so I didn't have to turn around and look for it.


* try to convince Scott to do this with me:

(running of the reindeer - the tongue? Seriously, it makes this photo)

Really...

Just who do I think I am?

Five For Friday

#1.

The temperatures have been scoarching this week! 

It got warm enough to make the snow sticky and snowman-able.

Meet Cowboy Snowman Adams:

#2.

The down side to having warmer temperatures means layers and layers of snow and ice melting on the streets.  I spent my (yesterday) morning like this:

I have now been initiated into the Alaskan crappy drivers club. 

If you're wondering why I'm on the wrong side of the street I'll tell you....

I'm not actually on the wrong side of the street. You see, after fishtailing about 5 times I gave up fighting the inevitable and we spun right-round and entered the huge snow bank backwards. 

To make things worse, I had someone else's children in the car along with my own. Our initial reactions were as follows: 

Me:  sobbing hysterically

Melinda's boys:  "That was AWESOME!"

Gracie:  "Mom! That was so scary!"

Lydia: "How long till we get out of here?"

Luckily, we managed to walk away with only a floppy flap above our tire and a $150.00 towing fee. I'd say we were pretty lucky. 

#3

Lydia gets the "bravery" award today. 

At her (late) 4yr. well check she endured 3 shots in the thighs. 

I had prepared her and told her she could get a prize if she acted brave. 

She didn't cry, grimace or even flinch!

The technicians were amazed and said they've never had a 4 year old that just layed still and didn't cry. 

Her choice of prize: a smoothie. 

#4

Cupcakes

This is my version. 

Check out the recipe and the cutest presentation HERE. 

#5

I absolutely despise the stage where babies are learning to use utinsels and eat like "big kids".

Have a great weekend!

p.s. this is not #6 because that would throw off the title of this post. But...I added a followers gadget for your convenience. :) Simplify your life and be notified when I update. xoxo 

On Saturday Scott took me to an Ah-MAZING "4 diamond" restaurant. 

This is an adventure we've never experienced. 

Behold:

Seven Glaciers

This restaurant is located 3000 ft. above sea level on top of the famous Aleyska Ski Resort. 

(for all you Utahns thinkin' 3000ft. isn't so high, let me remind you that Alaska mountains start at sea level.)

This was our view from our table:

Those wires to the right are the only reasonable way to get up the mountain (especially while wearing stilletos)....in a tram. 

My heart skips a beat just thinking about this amazing "Winter Squash Ravioli":

I had to taste it before I would know if it was "photo worthy". Though it does look very pretty!

Now.

Let me just tell you that my mouth does back flips just thinking about the dessert we had. 

I mean seriously. 

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,

*drool*

{slap myself back into consciousness}

Give respect to "Baked Aleyska":

If you think it looks amazing, just try it.

I won't even bore you with the details of the triple layered white, milk, and dark chocolate ice creams with the brownie layer and a decadent melty ganache center. 

Moving on...

Oh, wait. 

I just needed to suck the spoon to make sure I got every. morsel. and. molecule. off. 

Another view from our table to get your mind off of dessert:

Yes, that is the ocean! Isn't Alaska incredible??

Love. Sweet. Love. 

A girl (mainly me) can get used to that kind of treatment REEEAAAALLLLL fast. 

My "daytime" Valentine...

He's serenating me, isn't that sweet?

My handsome "night time" Valentine...

He took me on a super swank and hot date last night!

I can't wait to tell you all about it. 

xoxo

Henry's "TO DO" list

All events actually happened this very evening.

#1. Steal a cookie and eat it on top of the table...

Check.

Take inventory of my mom's tupperware...

Check. 

Throw my mac n' cheese on Penny...

Check. 

Throw eyeshadow and makeup brushes into the bathtub...

(picture taken after children were removed)

Check.










Count mom's tampons and panti-liners...

Check.

Throw mom's deodarant into her bathtub.

Check.

Move plunger to a place I like better...

Check.

Knock the chair over and run to give mom a snuggle...

Oh, and be cute...

Check. 

Don't hate me because I fill your brains with useless information.

But this is important to me.

Very. Important.




Goofy and Donald sing my name several times in this short cartoon.

(okay, not really, but I SWEAR if you're not paying attention to their words they are SCREAMING my name)

Just watch and find out for yourself. Tell me if I'm losing my mind. It happens at the very beginning so it won't take up too much of your time.

Like I said, this is very important.

New discoveries.

Henry discovered a love of balloons and it seems as though they love him too...

Scott discovered he has a talent for digging swedish fish out of jello...

Lydia discovered that no matter how hard she tries to 
fight taking naps, 
sometimes you just can't help it...

(picture (and nap) taken on the kitchen floor)

We discovered as a family that we love to have sleepovers and corrupt our young friends with our Wii playing ways...

Hello

My name is Henry.

 I have a love/hate relationship with this snow outifit. 

It's too big. I'm like marshmallow man.

But if I don't wear it my mom doesn't let me play outside. 

I do not like hot tubs:

I'm training our dog Penny to be a 
sled dog/musher:

I didn't notice, but my mom thought this was a pretty cool sunset:

Peace Out.

I would like to make a few announcements

First, 

I am going public with the blog again...soon. 

Did you know that you can't blurp your blog unless you are public??

The importance of blurping this thing is great in my sight and therefore, I shall be going public. 

Before I do that I'll be making a few changes to make this blog "public appropriate".  

You may have noticed I've already started cleaning the pallet. 

Second,

This is important, so take notes. 

Someday, I will own this car:

Mercedes Benz coated in diamonds. 

That. has my name written all. over. it. 

A change of attitude.

Don't be fooled by the title.

I still have attitude concerning my near future.

But I shall cease to torture you all (including myself) with moping.

Honestly, I don't have much to show, though I'm loving my V-day decor. I guess I shall take pictures and show you tomorrow.

Since I have nothing to show & tell, I thought a picture of me doing what I do best while wearing a snuggie may bring a smile to your face:

Yes, searching house listings on MLS is what I do best. And yes, I LOVE my snuggie.  Though as I enlarged the picture I realized what disarray my desk is in. If Scott would have only warned me that he would be taking this picture I could have taken a minute to throw everything on the floor so that my desk would "appear" to be clean and organized.

That was the ONLY day my desk has ever been messy. I swear. You should see it today, spick and span.

Just keepin' it real.

Another whiny post without pictures.

I never wanted to be that kind of blog.

I can't stand reading other peoples whining ...and I need pictures.

For real.


So, it's okay if you just skim this or skip out all together.

Let me just lay it out for you.

I have no creative drive lately. This week I have been remarkably sick and therefore have been zapped of any sort of energy.

I'm still constantly debating weather to go to Utah during Scott's deployment or stay here. The logic in my brain is SCREAMING at me constantly....telling me that I can't do it by myself. I need family with me...not near me, but in the same home.

Yet I still can't shake these teeny, tiny promptings from God that I should stay. Do you see the extremes here?  Logic is SCREAMING and God is prompting in very small ways.


As I was in a very sacred place last night surrounded by the best of  friends I prayed. I prayed hard and felt very strongly that God wants me to have faith in Him and know that He will carry me through.

 I do have faith in Him. However, I'm struggling connecting my faith in Him and my faith in me and my ability to open myself up to Him enough to let him carry me through.

My doubt seems to be taking me over physically, emotionally, and spiritually at the moment.

I'm thinking about Scott being gone con. stant. ly.  At every family dinner or a helpful moment  from him I'm wondering what I would be doing if he were gone already, how would I be handling this moment. Moments like tonight when Henry had been crying and pulling at me for an hour, I feel drained, congested and sleepy,  so Scott took him to the library so I could make dinner. Ah, relief. That, however, will not be available while he is gone.

I think I know where all the doubt and negative thoughts are coming from (satan) but it's hard to rebuttal when I've been without Scott before and would have been utterly hopeless without my family. I know how I handle single parenthood from experience. What makes this time different?

I'm convinced that Heavenly Father is giving me this opportunity because I'm not the greatest of mothers and I need something like this to force me into a place where I can be pushed and molded into one of "those" moms. Probably just (satan) again, but I think that if I can master motherhood right now, then maybe Heavenly Father will spare me.

I know, life doesn't work that way.

There is also a small place in my heart that has hope for a miracle. There is a slight possibility that Scott may not have to go and his co-worker could take his place. This is a one in a million chance, but the possibility is there. I'm praying for a miracle while at the same time praying for faith in God's will....

and some freakish streak of independence.