This post comes because of my boredom at work. I apologize. As I begin I'm not even sure what to blog about. My intense fear of becoming a mother? especially if we decide I'll be a stay at home mom (I'm not domesticated. AT ALL. oi.), My serious dissapointment in the realization that Casey totally wears the pants in our relationship, My weird morning involving a dead mouse and a man doing the farmers nose blow, or I can always stick with the classics such as how cute puppies are. I really love puppies. I like to make lists. Maybe I'll make you a list. So heres a list of my favorite action movies. These are the movies that despite how many times I've seen them, and despite the fact that I own some of them I ALWAYS watch if they're on TV.
Rocky IV. So much love. it makes me want to run up a mountain.
Fast and the Furious. All of them, except tokyo drift. that one blows. Fast Five gives me an extra special thrill because of Dwayne.
Die Hard. Again, All of them.
Gladiator. On a side note this was the first rated R movie I saw.
Star Wars. I know I have not made my love for these movies a secret. Except episodes II and III. blah.
300. epic.
Lord of the Rings. yes, I know, my nerd is showing.
the Patriot. so sad that they kill Heath. But what a goody of a show.
X-Men. Again, So very cheesey but I can't help but love them
Terminator. All of them. They're all cheesey goodness.
I can't resist a picture of Arnold.
And that is all.
I know I'm a day late but this is so ridiculously cute even heartless ol' me thought of tearing up! This is my sweet niece Abby and I love her to pieces!!! Also, if you haven't ever visited my Sister-in-laws blog do so. She's a hoot. She's also passionate which is something I tend to lack. If your reading this you're on my blog so just look at the blogs I follow and got to Mostly True Stuff. Thats her. :D Enjoy!
The winner of the bet is.... ME!!! (Of course.) We're having A BOY!!!! So I get final say on the name... I made sure to rub Casey's face in it the second we walked out of our ultrasound. The sad part is that Casey is always so much better than me. He had his list all ready to go, with a bunch of cute girls names we both liked. I have 2 names on my list. And now Casey is trying to brainwash me by calling the baby the name he likes. He's a poo. Anyway, just thought I'd share the news! I was going to wait til I remembered to post a picture, but is it weird to post a picture of my unborn babies man-junk? Is it weird to celebrate man-Junk?
In other news, I have finally let Casey start working on the nursery remodel! I use the "finally" very loosely. Casey wanted to start buying stuff and working on the room the second the stick gave us plus sign. But to be fair I'm not due til the end of July! I kept putting him off by saying "not until we know the gender". Now we know the gender... uh oh. He's already set up the crib, put up bead board (caulked it, painted it, etc..), made me help pick out a color scheme (thanks Missy, and the cute bedding and Babies R us), bought paint, and installed canned lighting on a dimmer switch so the lights don't wake the baby and his clumsy wife doesn't hurt herself. He's done most of it all by himself while I sit and cat call at him. He's such a yummy handy-man. I've learned that I am an excellent caulker, and that using a tape measure is way harder than it looks (I'll be making Casey do all measuring of rooms, or anything farther than 3 feet, from here on out). And I'm sure I'll be posting pictures when it's all done. On a side note, If you need any paint, we went a bit overboard... sooo.... we have white, gray, blue, yellow, and orange. we'll be done with them soon and you're welcome to them.
ITS A BOY!!!! :D
Alright, let me begin with my negativity. I HATE Valentines Day. I think it's a stupid holiday based on consumerism. But hey, whatev. Maybe Casey just spoils me too much year round. Or maybe it's another holiday that plays with my inability to buy presents for other people (I'm the WORST). But I thought in the spirit of the season I would take note of some things I've been loving lately. Not the normal things like family, friends, Casey, etc.. but specific things. so here we go
The way Casey's face lights up when he talks about the baby
The way Moose checks on me, no matter how far he has to come to do it, every time I cough or sneeze. He won't leave until I say "I'm okay".
The way Casey will wake up and pet the Skills to calm her when she's having nightmares. sidenote: What do dogs have nightmares about??? Lions and Tigers?
Rain Berry Gatorade
My doctor (Dr. Nance) who calls me back within a half hour even if he's not in the office that day.
Live basketball games. We went to a Jazz game and our nephew Rylans game (he's 11) and I Just love the whole atmosphere of any kind of live game.
Tangled. I think I could watch this movie every day and giggle through the whole thing.
Gogurt. What a convenient invention!
Alrighty, that's all I can think of for now. Hope ya'll are loving life! :D happy Valentines Day.
I have been very blog neglectful... But I've been afraid to write anything because I thought I'd spill the beans about being prego!
This is the ultrasound we got at week 8 so that they could look for twins. But, I'm getting ahead of myself. This blog post is more for me. PLEASE DO NOT FEEL OBLIGATED TO KEEP READING. Since I SUCK at journal writing I want the story of our baby documented somewhere. Alrighty... where to begin... I suppose if you want the true beginning of our story you should look at my posts from August and September of 2010. That's when I vented about PCOS. But for now we'll start with May of 2011, Casey and I (mostly me. Casey's wanted a baby girl since we got married over 4 years ago) finally decided to get serious and went to the dr. and said the words "we want to get pregnant". Yikes. Scary. So the Dr. put me on Chlomid (well the generic brand of chlomid...) because I wasn't ovulating on my own. after only one month on the Chlomid I got pregnant but didn't really know it. What I thought was just a light period was actually a miscarriage. If we hadn't been trying we never would have known. It still hurt. I thought for sure I was broken. After that I took a month off and then got back on the Chlomid.
4 months later I thought my period was just late because boy howdy did I have some serious cramps! But nope. I was prego. no one told me about that. people said "oh mild cramping is normal" if these cramps were mild I have a skinny face! I didn't sleep for like 2 weeks because the cramping was worse at night! that was weeks 4-6. weeks 6-8 brought the sickness. while I felt miserable I loved this because symptoms made it real. I WANT symptoms because they ease my mind that things are fine. week 8 the doctor wanted an ultrasound since we were on Chlomid and 1 in 10 has twins on Chlomid. Not Twins. But we got to hear the heartbeat and I have never seen a better sight then the smile that lit up Casey's face when we heard that fast little heart beat and saw our peanut.
After this we decided it was okay to tell the world... kind of. We told pretty much everyone we saw... but I was still nervous. To nervous to take the giant leap and tell the facebook world. For new years we went to bear lake with the Pluims and on New Years Eve/day while I was sleeping I had the most horrific pain. I woke up and almost passed out in the bathroom. I couldn't move, could barely breath, and almost woke Casey to take me to the ER when the pain ebbed. This made me nervous all over again and I decided to wait til after the next appointment to tell "everyone".
2 weeks ago we went in and they used the Doppler (rolly microphone connected to a speaker) to find a heartbeat... they couldn't find one. The doctor said because we'd heard it before he wasn't worried, that made one of us, and said we'd come back in 2 weeks. I only stressed a little.... But then I hit a kick where I started throwing up. I'd feel fine and then vomit and feel all better. I think this was the lords way of easing my mind. Yesterday we went back and heard the heart beat again! So beautiful! I'm finally starting to believe that talking about it and being excited will not jinx it! I thought I better post this before that belief fades again.
Anyway... We're due July 27. I want a boy, Moon wants a girl. We made a deal that whoever's right gets final say on the name; but it has to be from the list! So far only 2 people have guessed boy :( Jerks. But, I'll be happy with either. If it's a girl she's going to be spoiled ROTTEN by her daddy... a diva... awesome. ;) We go in for a gender check on January 23. I'll keep ya'll posted. Sorry for the snore post.
Most people wouldn't guess this about me but I'm a HUGE Scrooge! I HATE Christmas music, I find Christmas decorating to be pointless (all decorating if we're being honest but I'm working on that), and I really really hate PRESENTS! I'm awful at picking out presents for other people! really I'm the worst! I can't even figure out something for Casey. I can't even figure out something for me (unless its the Star Wars box set which Casey still refuses to buy me despite my begging.)! I feel guilt getting presents and guilt for not giving presents. I also don't really like snow and the cold. I don't hate it but I'd really prefer sun or rain.
I like Christmas because I get to spend lots of time with our families, there's amazing food, and I love Jesus. Sometimes I enjoy the lights. Other than that I'm pretty Scroogey.
So this year Casey has decided that he WILL decorate, and I WILL help. I put up a good fight. We went shopping for decorations and I whined a lot. Then I don't even remember why but some how he got me to promise to fake enthusiasm and support his strange desire for Christmas Spirit. Since both of us lack an ability to decorate we called the most festive person we know, Maegan Joy Johnson, and she tutored us. We shopped way too long and luckily I had Brady there for my moments of Scroogery, but all in all I'm really pleased with the results. The festive decorations actually make me smile! Who would have guessed?! So I would like to give the credit for my partial Un-Scrooging to Casey, Maegan, and Brady (even though he's a scrooge too he helped us decorate!). But I would like to add that NO, I WILL STILL NOT LISTEN TO CHRISTMAS MUSIC! And here are some pics of our festivities.
All of these things look way cuter in person but I took pictures trying to block out disaster areas and they were taken on my phone... Also there's more... but to show you I'd have to include disaster areas and like I said, No.
This post has been a long time coming. I just wish I could eloquently say what I want to but it'll probably end up as a crazy mess of nonsense (but I guess that fits my blog title).
It was almost 2 years ago that I went to the doctors office and was told that I was so overweight that I would probably not get pregnant. She was full of nonsense. But it got me evaluating my opinion of myself and others opinions of themselves. I have shockingly high self esteem. I think I am beautiful. Not like I belong in a magazine or anything, I'm not the prettiest person in a group (I hang out with some seriously beautiful people. It's kind of ridiculous.), I'm pretty average. I have great hair, great boobs (even if they are too big), decent legs, and my face doesn't make dogs bark. But, here's the traumatic truth, please don't spread this around, I weigh 235 lbs. And yes, I think I'm a bit overweight, I'd like to lose some weight for my health and so that I have less back fat, but all in all, I still don't think I'm a hunk of lard!
A few posts back I posted about one of the debates me and Moon have: Cheerleaders Vs. Dancers (he's winning this one by the way.) The thing that I found strange was that I was a little worried about getting opinions because I know a lot of cheerleaders and a lot of dancers. Well, every cheerleader I asked said dancers and every dancer I asked said cheerleaders. And every single one of these girls is a major hotty! People who are short want to be tall, people who are tall think they are amazons (I'm sometimes guilty of this but most of the time I LOVE being tall!!) girls with curly hair want it straight and girls with straight want it curly.
Okay Leslie, Where are you going with this? Here's the question I would like to ask to all of my beautiful friends who are worried about their weight and their appearance; Who's judging you? Because if it's your significant other you tell me and I'll come kick them in the face. If it's any one else, WHO CARES!? I want you to feel good about yourself. don't slack like me and wear sweats every chance you get and eat fries for one meal a day, but be comfortable with yourself. Keep exercising because it makes you feel good I don't know any girls who are actually "overweight" who have trouble getting men. I do however know a lot of skinny girls who think they're overweight who attract jerks because they don't think they deserve better.
I love this song because ITS TRUE. Not with all women. I know a lot of strong and amazing woman. But I also know some who this song applies to.
Alright. I know this was a strange rant but this is something that breaks my heart and I'm actually pretty passionate about it. Your harshest judge is you! Cut yourself a little slack. And let me know if you feel the need to get away and get a moral boost. Even if you don't know me very well; I promise I'd still love it!
I'm Leslie Moon. Previously Leslie Magnusson. I am so happily married. Casey is the best husband in the whole wide world! We have one little boy named Heston who totally owns our lives. I have a great family and great friends. I love to be outside, playing sports, eating food, or doing anything that involves Casey, Heston, and our two dogs, Skills and Moose, being with me.
