Now I'm the one in tears.

Why did I watch the game last night until the very last bloody painful second? Ryan was yelling at the tv, I was giggling at him yelling at the tv. If you don't know Ryan, he doesn't show a lot of emotion. You really have to pry to figure out how he's feeling...unless he's talking about the two things he loves the most the Utah Jazz and me. Ha ha. Seriously, emotion like I have never seen flooded out of him last night. I've always loved to watch the Jazz, but watching games with Ryan is beyond fun. Even if the Jazz are losing, Ryan is still entertaining. I hope they finish things off on Friday night.

Liz and Bob still don't have a name picked out. I do need to inform everyone that she gave birth to a 9 lb baby NAUTRAL. Yes, your eyes do not deceive you, she chose to go all natural. Lucky Jack, the only blondie in the family. I'll post pics as soon as they email me some. I don't know when she'll be updating and she has given me permission to give all the details.

He's arrived!

I don't want to steal my sister's thunder of announcing her new baby, so I'm just informing that he weighs 9lbs and looks like a Rose.

Viktor and Rolf Flowerbomb

This is the parfum I wore on my wedding day. It is the most delicious parfum on the face of the earth. Next time you find yourself at the fragrance counter and can't decide on what to sample, give it a try. You won't be disappointed. It's pricey, but what good parfum isn't, right?

Anytime now...

My sissie has been at the hospital since 6am this morning to have her baby. I thought number 4 would practically slide out. Not to take anything away from childbirth, it's seriously my biggest fear. I know that pioneer women had babies on the trail then got up and kept walking, I know gazillions of women have given birth in the past, I know that I have been born in a time that modern medicine should give me some comfort, but I am deathly afraid to give birth. More afraid than tsunami's (Liz's biggest fear is a tsunami, maybe I should tell her she lives in the prairie), earthquakes, fires, having a stranger break into my house while Ryan is gone at guard, even petting zoos and they REALLY scare me. Now...what was I saying? Oh yeah, my sister, the hospital and her un-named baby boy, the stubborn little bugger. I wish I could be there with her but I'm not. Boo hoo. I wish her the best of luck! I can't wait to meet my new nephew. I hope I like him as much as I like the other three. Just kidding, I know I'll want to keep him for my own. Maybe I can talk my sister into having a baby for me, hers are just so good looking AND smart. If anyone has ever seen March of the Penguins there's a scene where one penguin is sneaking up on another penguin to steal her baby, I can relate. But what am I thinking, I AM married to Ryan Herschal Garff after all. I just love Liz's kids so much, it's unreal. It's funny how much love we're capable of. I never thought I could love so many people as much as I do. I ramble, I know. I use bad grammar and punctuation, I know that too. Atleast I used the right number of o's in too.

Love ya' sis! Not that you're even reading this.

How I spent my one year anniversary.

Ryan and I had our wedding reception catered by Sugarhouse BBQ, it was fantastic. I planned all year long that we would return on our first anniversary and enjoy ribs, brisket, and of course their greek potatoes. Seriously, that food was so good. I still have people tell me how good the food at our reception was. Anyhoo, about a month ago a man in our ward (I would go into a detailed description of him, but I got in trouble by my husband and my sister and her husband for the description of my co-worker and I offer my sincerest apologies for that rude entry.) so this man has been inviting Ryan and I to dinner for a month and it has never worked out. He cancelled on us because of a family emergency then we cancelled on him because of a viewing I wanted to attend. Every time we rescheduled it had to be for the following Monday, always a Monday. So last Monday Ryan told me it was rescheduled for the 28th. Hmm, that's a familiar date. Oh, our anniversary, of course! I tell Ryan that he has to call and cancel, I refuse to spend my first anniversary at an uncomfortable dinner with people I barely know. Ryan said he would tell him at church that we couldn't go and reschedule for the following Monday. Well this guy got to me before Ryan could talk to him and asked me, in such a sheepish whisper I might add, if we were still on for dinner tomorrow. I wanted to say "No, it's our first wedding anniversary. My husband forgot and scheduled with you. I'm sorry but we'll just have to reschedule for the day after NEVER." Instead I said "Uh, okay. It's just, yeah, tomorrow is fine." We just got home the said dinner which also happened to be a lovely presentation about fire safety where we were told that our house is going to burn to the ground unless we buy their smoke detectors which they wouldn't even tell you how much they cost until they can come to your house and give you a quote.

We made the night worth it, we stopped at Nielsen's Frozen Custard on the way home.

I'm not complaining, simply sharing.

I would also like to point out that my friend Candace is flipping off the camera in the above photo.