Sunday Funday

This past Sunday, Sara and Jason's babies got blessed at church. Jason did a really good job and both of the blessings were very sweet and very individual.

Some of my favorite things of the day were:

-The three boys having matching ties that Sara made and that they coordinated with Sara and Jason's outfits as well. Basically they looked like they should be in a magazine.

-My Grandma Huber telling my Grandpa that he isn't as tall as he thinks he is and that he shouldn't be standing in the back.

-Reminding Oakley to be a quiet pirate when he was sitting on my lap.

-Having a lady in Sara's ward, that I don't know, come up and hug me and ask me where my babies were. My response, "Um there?" as I pointed to Reese and Nate who were being held by Sara. Apparently Sara and I still kinda look alike.

-Seeing Noelle's hot pink tongue and hearing that on the way to the church she thought that she found a piece of candy in the car but it was really a dental disclosing tablet that turns your mouth (and any plaque on your teeth) hot pink, and therefore, her mouth was a brilliant hue of fuchsia.

-Hearing Oakley ask Sara, "Where's Nate?" then "Where's Reese?" and then a little later, "Where are my dogs?" His two stuffed dogs are his first set of twin brothers.

-Squatting in the front of the picture and having my legs burning after like 4 seconds, and just feeling awkward in general.

-Seeing that Reese and Nate had thigh highs on, which were actually just their 0-3 month socks, but they went all the way up to their diapers.

-Being with my lovely family on a very lovely day, and feeling oh so blessed to now have this lovely memory.

Have a very happy week friends! And happy almost April!

Boards.

To put it mildly, boards were horrible.

HORRIBLE.

First we had our anesthesia boards on the 20th, which was by far the most stressful day of my entire life. I was kind of a wreck, and I'm so glad that I had my school friends and my sweet family to help me be less of a basket case. But the good news...I PASSED! Yes yes, the one good thing about anesthesia boards is that we found out immediately whether or not we passed. The bad thing is that as I was a patient for another student, I totally got a hematoma.

What is a hematoma?

Well, it is when your face that normally looks like this:

...swells up and bruises (arrow above is pointing to the start of a bruise) looks like this:

...which results in a very lopsided and unfortunate looking face.

Awesome luck huh?

Then on Tuesday we had our written National boards, and that was straight up garbage. All of us came out of it thinking, "What the crap was that?" However, apparently everybody feels like they failed and nobody really does, so we'll see in 4-6 weeks how that actually went.

I was expecting to feel really relieved on Tuesday night when it was all over, but I didn't, and the combination frustration, anxiety, stress and mental and emotional exhaustion made me kind of weepy, and for the rest of the week I was on the verge of tears and was definitely not a sweetheart. BUT, it is for reals over, and I'm feeling lots better about the whole experience and now I can just focus on finishing up school in 7 short weeks!

Thanks everyone for the thoughts and prayers and for my family for putting up with me. I realize in times like this how truly blessed I am to have such an amazing support group and to be surrounded with the most amazing friends and family ever! You guys are my favorites. For real.

And hooray for blogging because I'M BACK!

M.I.A.

Guess what is funner than studying for boards...

(I found a note yesterday that I wrote in my board review book like a month ago and it made me laugh, though it isn't quite funny. My poor poor unborn babies are going to come out all radiated and weirdy. Sad face.)

-taking a nap

-laying out

-hanging out with my family

-watching infomercials

-cooking dinner

-going to Costco on a Saturday

-going to the post office

-plucking my eyebrows

-paying bills

-organizing the extra bedroom

-digging trenches

-slave labor

-mopping the floor on my hands and knees

(one of the few things I've actually done)

-basically ANYTHING that doesn't involve dental hygiene

Unfortunately for me, I have the two largest and most important tests of my life in the next two weeks, so these things are not really options. If I'm MIA from the blog, sorry, it's time to be responsible and prepare like crazy.

If you REALLY want to help, you can pray for me on the 20th and the 24th especially. Or sending 44 oz. of Diet Pepsi and bean and cheese burritos my way always helps as well. Whichever you like. :)

California was dreamy.

Our weekend jaunt to California was an absolute delight. Here are some of the highlights (or almost every picture I took, whatev):

CALIFORNIA OR BUST! You thought I was joking last time when I said that I take this picture every time, didn't you?

Then I tried to be cute, but I think I just accentuated my very pointy chin.

Our first night there we went to eat at Pat & Oscar's. Philip introduced me a couple years ago, and we haven't been back since then. The food is okay-ish, but the breadsticks, oh the BREADSTICKS.

We kind of had a love affair with them and went back every night for another dozen. Because we're awesome/chubby like that. And sometimes they give you a breadstick to nibble on (what the nibble? are we rabbits?) while you wait in line and take pictures. It's awesome.

The next morning we headed down to eat at the Sugar Shack which is almost makes the trip worth it in those three pieces of heaven/french toast. And I know that none of our delicious meal is showing in this picture, but if you look in the reflection of Philip's glasses, you can see me and our breakfast! What you can't see is how happy Philip is that I'm taking pictures of him eating breakfast. :)

Then we ate lunch at Chronic Tacos, another California must for us. And yes, our entire trip was based around food. And no my hair was not in my burrito...maybe. At least when I felt it later I didn't feel food in it. And if I did, I probably would have sucked on my hair to get any last of the amazing flavor out of it.

Philip also wanted to see if there was anything good and cheap left at Circuit City before it went out of business. And it was a birthday miracle because we got a bunch of crap for crazy cheap. And then for the rest of the trip if we passed a Circuit City we had to make a U-turn to see if there was anything there that we "needed". Unfortunately, the rest of them smelled like butt and had nothing except 900 copies of "Meet the Browns" and movies of the likes. No thanks on both parts.

I also snuck a birthday present in the suitcase and for the first time since we've been married, completely surprised Philip.

Now what was the whole reason behind our little trip? Oh yeah! DISNEYLAND! We went on Monday, and it was such a perfect day. And yes, I l-o-v-e the tram.

So I have a picture of us when we were dating in this same spot, and one time a lady came into my work and saw it and asked if it was in Maine. I felt really classy and well traveled telling her that no, not Maine, but Disneyland, and the pirate ship is hiding in the background of the picture. Splash Mountain is always the perfect way to start out our Disney day. We got on our own log and got to go twice in a row because NOBODY was on that side of the park besides us and the workers. Oh, and please ignore my hair, that right side was struggling. We like being pretty. Enough said. Remember what I said about being the only ones on that side of the park? Here's a picture to prove it! We seriously turned the corner around Pirates, and didn't see anyone until Splash Mountain. I thought it was funny/awesome enough to take a picture. Oh, and isn't the birthday boy so adorable? Neither of us have been on It's a Small world since like 1988, and we were pleasantly surprised with it. Apparently I'm getting old though, because I kept thinking how darling it was and how my darling kids will love it.

Us being scared in the Haunted Mansion. I think that the Spanish instructions that are said all spooky is what caused these faces. By the way, check out my eyelashes in this picture...it was definitely a good eyelash day.

Yep, us outside.

This next picture was soon after Philip hit his funny bone while shaking the bamboo that makes a noise and makes the ceiling lower. Did you know that the ceiling drops when you shake that bamboo? I had no idea! I thought is just made scary noises, so I made Philip shake it until it moved, and then he hit his funny bone and I felt bad for being so demanding.

What the Astro Blasters? Yet another ride we'd never been on, and it was super fun! And have you met Philip? He's competitive, and took this VERY seriously...

...which is evident by our scores. I accidentally cut off the first number of Philip's score, but I want it to be known that his score was actually 130,500, a mere 122,900 higher than mine.

Do we need another picture like this? Probably not, but since Philip wouldn't do a robot pose with me and C3PO in Star Tours, boring pictures are what we get.

I almost forgot about the teacups this year! And Philip would have been fine with that, but luckily, for the pictures' sake, I remembered.

And I can never quite get enough of them.

This, my friends, is the reason Philip loves me...

And I love him back because he laughs really hard when I look this good.

Have you guys been on Storybook Land? I never had until Philip and I got married and it is now one of my favorites! It is so so adorable, and it has witty commentary like the Jungle Cruise.

And my sweetheart husband took one last picture in front of the castle on our way out, even though it was raining, and we were very nervous that our cotton candy would disintegrate if it got wet.

And I might have had another bag in my hand behind Philip's back. Heaven forbid we lose any of that to the rain.

We got wet. And right after this we got more wet while searching a solid 10 minutes for our car. We didn't remember being so far back or so close to the hedges, and both had small panic attacks as the possibility of our car getting stolen in California ran through our minds. It would not have been awesome.

So that was our little trip! Very short but very perfect. I'm so happy that my 26 year old baby was so willing to share his birthday celebrations with me!

Happy birthday my love! You are so my favorite!