Stuff...

When I started keeping a blog I really couldn't stand when people only blogged about their kids. Not that I have anything against their kids, but unless they were family, I felt like it I didn't care too much... FAST FORWARD to now... Oh wait... is that what my blog has come to??? Yes, yes it has. My kids are my life. I like to rationalize it by saying that we have lots of family far away that love that kind of stuff. I even call my mom and remind her to check it when I post something new ;). I also like to think that one day these crazy boys of mine will read this stuff and care about what they did week to week when they were 3. BUT... I mustn't (like that one?) forget that I have thoughts about stuff too. I am a person. Believe it or not, I do other things besides chasing ADD Deakon around and not getting too angry when he dumps half a box of Shreddies down the stairs (this happened today... and they weren't even ours... oh Deaky B)

When we moved up here 1 year and 8 months ago, I knew that for SOME reason it was what we needed to be doing at the time. But... I was a bit depressed. I even started my own private blog that Kyle didn't even know about. The first post was a large list of things that I HATED about my life among other feel sorry for myself complaining. Do I want to remember that??? I am not sure. I was not forced to come here. I was even a bit excited thinking about our adventure. Yet there I was, in beautiful, empty Water Valley, furiously typing complaint after complaint after complaint. A month later, we left the distant country life and moved to Cochrane and the complaining mellowed. I didn't think I would be so homesick so fast. I got over it after the first few months, but it still hits me once in awhile. Like now, some days in the last few weeks have been UNBEARABLE. I want to go home... I want to see my mom everyday. I miss my sisters and sister-in-laws and all of their babies. I want them to see my new addition and hear them ooo and ah over his fat cheeks and cute tiny flat bum. I want to see Debbie's new house, swim at Danny's pool, hear about Sarah's love life, listen to Deakon play with his cousins, jump on the trampoline, meet Becky Jr., and go embarrass Stake at Raging Waters. Oh Angi... why can you not do these things??? Is your mean husband keeping you locked indoors??? No... he is not. BUT, I do have a job. A small job cleaning a lab and the lobby of a professional medical building. A job where I have to find my own sub... and honestly- who wants to spend their summer vacay having to clean 6 nights a week. Not too many people.

YET, I need to come to Utah- even just for a week... It will make my soul happy.

I think I will...

Now... I have to find a sub and some cheap airfare... wish me luck