Wednesday, November 25, 2009

i got my baby back

This is the damage done to our trusty PT Cruiser. Poor little guy.

It wasn't expected to be ready for nearly another week, but Kristofor's uncle Kevin called and said it's ready for us to come get! We are so blessed to have someone in the family who can do this work for us. Kevin's been working on cars since he was a teenager and is really talented (from what I hear - what do I know about cars?)

And he didn't even make us pay the deductable.

We'll be reunited tomorrow - WAY!!

Monday, November 16, 2009


Little Jofus sent home a postcard on Nov. 10 - the day after he left. it says:

"Arrived safe! Just got my head shaved. Have PT uniform. I got less than two hours of sleep but I feel like I got 9. I believe it's due to my prayers. The first guy I talked to on my 1st plane was the only LDS in my platoon but I didn't know that at 1st."

I love his sloppy handwriting. And even though there wasn't much room to write on the card, I feel like he managed to say a lot. I love that kid. Can you believe he's so grown up?

Sunday, November 15, 2009

hours of fun


I'm listening to the Duke Spirit in my new room - currently dubbed 'the Brown Lounge.' Kristofor and I made the move yesterday. In the blizzard. He got in a car wreck.

But he's okay and that's all that matters... Right? ;)

Things are actually really okay. We still have to move a few things from our apartment to our storage unit and clean our old apartment, and we'll finish that up this week. I like being here. There are people to talk to and lots of yummy food.

But it makes me miss my baby brother Joseph even more - I think it would be fun to have him here. He left for basic training last week and it's weird to not be able to text him - and get random texts from him at 2:30 in the morning asking if he can come use our computer. He is a really cool kid. In fact, I used to hate my cheeks - they are pretty huge. But he would pinch them and say they were fun - hours of fun. And so now I don't mind my cheeks anymore. Because he liked them first.

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

ch-ch-ch-ch changes


Kristofor and I are moving.

It's been over 2 years since our last move. About the only thing I remember about that move was that his brothers were carrying our dresser and the top drawer fell out - exposing all my ugly undies, socks and . . . yeeah. My lingerie.

We're moving in with my parents in an effort to save all the money we can. Hopefully we'll be out of their house before the summer.

I'm excited and nervous.

I'm excited to move on to a new chapter in our life. Excited to be closer to my parents. Excited to start saving so much money a month.

But nervous to leave our own little apartment. Nervous to have to share the bathroom with people other than my husband. Kind of annoyed that I won't be able to get ready for the day in the buff anymore.

I know.

I've been spoiled.