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Tuesday, September 30, 2008
She's a pro...
at impressions! I was looking through pictures the other day and couldn't help but notice that this...
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Sunday, September 21, 2008
Boring, Oregon
This past weekend we travelled to Boring, Oregon...yes you heard correctly, to attend our friend Taylor's wedding to her husband Dillon. It was a great time. And I just wrote a huge paragraph about our adventures only to have Reagan's foot somehow kick the keyboard and delete it all, so I am not really up to writing all of it again. Maybe I'll write more later. But here are some pictures -
Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Bingham!
Oh, and sorry Amanda for always stealing your photos. I didn't bring my camera this weekend, but Amanda always takes such nice pictures...especially when they're of my baby, haha. But really, thanks for taking these! Remind me to schedule a real Reagan photo shoot sometime. =)
Congratulations, Mr. and Mrs. Bingham!
Oh, and sorry Amanda for always stealing your photos. I didn't bring my camera this weekend, but Amanda always takes such nice pictures...especially when they're of my baby, haha. But really, thanks for taking these! Remind me to schedule a real Reagan photo shoot sometime. =)
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Scary Stuff
http://www.kutv.com/mediacenter/local.aspx?videoid=56862@kutv.dayport.com&navCatId=5
The news story above involved our good friend Ryan (Jason's old college roomate in Utah)and his fiance. They are about a month away from being married, and were involved in this very scary car accident. They are doing fine, but it really is a miracle that they walked away from this accident with only minor injuries (broken nose and ankle). Jason talked to Ryan this afternoon and asked them if they were going to delay their wedding because of the accident. "No way!" was his reply. Good for them.
When I hear of stuff like this happening, it makes me so incredibly grateful for the opportunity that we, as members of the church, have to be sealed for eternity in the temple. There are so many things out in this world that can pull relationships and marriages apart - even fluke things like car accidents. And with eternal marriage, however tragic these things can be, they are only small trials that we will have to face in the scheme of something so much bigger - eternity. I am so happy that Ryan and his fiance Sarah were able to make it out of this okay and that they still have the chance to be sealed together in the temple next month. It is a wonderfully bittersweet reminder of the brevity of this life and the sweet blessing that we have to be sealed together for eternity.
When Jason and I first started dating, it was winter time and we were involved in an accident (pretty minor compared to Ryan's) on the freeway on our way to Salt Lake to go see the Christmas lights at Temple Square. We hit some fresh snow and ended up doing a 360 across the freeway, stopping parallel with the median, facing the opposite direction with cars swerving to miss us in all directions. One car did T-Bone us, and luckily we just walked away a little "concussious" (yes, I just made up that word) and sore. I have a very vivid memory of this event because as it was happening, it all seemed to go in slow motion and I remember Jason reaching over and grabbing my hand as we spun across the freeway. As we stopped, the other car T-Boned us and I hit my head on the window. Jason immediately asked me if I was okay and, even though my head was throbbing, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude that we were all okay. When all this was done, we just sat there in silence, in awe that we had narrowly escaped what could have been a very serious accident. It really put things into perspective for me. It immediately made me want to improve in all aspects of my life, and really "got the ball rolling" in Jason and my relationship. I knew that I loved him and that I wanted to spend eternity with him and that we had better do it sooner than later because life is just too short to dilly dally around getting sealed for eternity to my best friend. I guess, in a way, (even though it was really scary) it was a blessing because it gave me a whole new outlook on life and the importance of making eternal decisions and not just what's convenient at the time.
I also remember Jason's friend saying something like, "Well, it's a good thing I paid my tithing this week!" So...the moral of the story is...pay your tithing? Well, kind of...but no. I am just really grateful for the knowledge I have that life doesn't end when we die and that it's just the beginning of a very wonderful future.
The news story above involved our good friend Ryan (Jason's old college roomate in Utah)and his fiance. They are about a month away from being married, and were involved in this very scary car accident. They are doing fine, but it really is a miracle that they walked away from this accident with only minor injuries (broken nose and ankle). Jason talked to Ryan this afternoon and asked them if they were going to delay their wedding because of the accident. "No way!" was his reply. Good for them.
When I hear of stuff like this happening, it makes me so incredibly grateful for the opportunity that we, as members of the church, have to be sealed for eternity in the temple. There are so many things out in this world that can pull relationships and marriages apart - even fluke things like car accidents. And with eternal marriage, however tragic these things can be, they are only small trials that we will have to face in the scheme of something so much bigger - eternity. I am so happy that Ryan and his fiance Sarah were able to make it out of this okay and that they still have the chance to be sealed together in the temple next month. It is a wonderfully bittersweet reminder of the brevity of this life and the sweet blessing that we have to be sealed together for eternity.
When Jason and I first started dating, it was winter time and we were involved in an accident (pretty minor compared to Ryan's) on the freeway on our way to Salt Lake to go see the Christmas lights at Temple Square. We hit some fresh snow and ended up doing a 360 across the freeway, stopping parallel with the median, facing the opposite direction with cars swerving to miss us in all directions. One car did T-Bone us, and luckily we just walked away a little "concussious" (yes, I just made up that word) and sore. I have a very vivid memory of this event because as it was happening, it all seemed to go in slow motion and I remember Jason reaching over and grabbing my hand as we spun across the freeway. As we stopped, the other car T-Boned us and I hit my head on the window. Jason immediately asked me if I was okay and, even though my head was throbbing, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude that we were all okay. When all this was done, we just sat there in silence, in awe that we had narrowly escaped what could have been a very serious accident. It really put things into perspective for me. It immediately made me want to improve in all aspects of my life, and really "got the ball rolling" in Jason and my relationship. I knew that I loved him and that I wanted to spend eternity with him and that we had better do it sooner than later because life is just too short to dilly dally around getting sealed for eternity to my best friend. I guess, in a way, (even though it was really scary) it was a blessing because it gave me a whole new outlook on life and the importance of making eternal decisions and not just what's convenient at the time.
I also remember Jason's friend saying something like, "Well, it's a good thing I paid my tithing this week!" So...the moral of the story is...pay your tithing? Well, kind of...but no. I am just really grateful for the knowledge I have that life doesn't end when we die and that it's just the beginning of a very wonderful future.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Summer Jam '08
This past weekend Jason and I were able to attend Summer Jam '08 at the Pratt Home. My brother Eli and his band, cleverly dubbed "Fight the Shun," put on a little show for family and friends (mostly cute high school girls they wished to impress) in my family's backyard. The band was set up in the gazebo, and we had a lot of fun hanging out on the grass listening to some original Fight the Shun tunes, as well as some old favorites from ACDC and Tom Petty. All in all, it was a success. I have a newfound love for pubsecent teenage boy voices. So cute.
Here is a cute picture of my cute brother. He plays the bass. Is it just me, or do all the cute boys always play bass?
Here's a picture taken of Reagan at the event...since she's been born, we just can't get away from the paparazzi.
She thinks she's got it all figured out. She loves her paci (spelling?) but also loves her thumb. They are pretty equally loved right now, and until one of them outdoes the other, she'll have both thank you...at the same time.
*These pictures courtesy of Scott Peck, I believe. I stole them from Ty's facebook photos. He plays the drums for Fight the Shun. (They're of my family, it's allowed.)
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Here is a cute picture of my cute brother. He plays the bass. Is it just me, or do all the cute boys always play bass?
Here's a picture taken of Reagan at the event...since she's been born, we just can't get away from the paparazzi.
She thinks she's got it all figured out. She loves her paci (spelling?) but also loves her thumb. They are pretty equally loved right now, and until one of them outdoes the other, she'll have both thank you...at the same time.
*These pictures courtesy of Scott Peck, I believe. I stole them from Ty's facebook photos. He plays the drums for Fight the Shun. (They're of my family, it's allowed.)
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Nothing Super Exciting.
Life has been pretty ho-hum around these parts the last few days. Last week we were doing some major unpacking. This week, mostly everything is unpacked, but we are still trying to figure out where to put some stuff. I am going crazy with the walls so bare. I've been doing some serious "research" in Pottery Barn magazines so I can really decide on what I want to do before I just bust a move and do it and be disappointed in it later. I've been known for that. Interior decorating is NOT a talent that comes naturally to me. Luckily, my mom is pretty good at it, as are some of my friends that have offered to help me when the time comes. I am one of those people that doesn't like to have anyone over until I like the way my house looks...even if it takes months, haha. It drives me crazy, so hopefully I can get to it soon.
On the family front, we've been a little out of it the past couple of days. Jason is a little sickie right now, and Reagan has a tiny bit of a stuffy nose...poor girl. She's not real sick, just "snorty," which makes nursing a little difficult, but not enough to stop her! Man, she is a beast when it comes to eating. I thought that by three months or so, babies were going longer between feedings, but she continues to eat about every 1.5 or 2 hours at the most! It's alright because it doesn't bother me too much, but it's always a little bit of a hassle when I have to actually go out and run errands and whatnot, because inevitably she is going to have to eat, and sometimes it is awkward trying to find a quiet, private place to nurse. Even the mother's lounge at church is packed most Sundays. Luckily, our Hawaii trip got me very well-versed in nursing and diaper changing in public. My lap isn't really big enough to be as graceful as I would like with the lap-changing, but it works when it has to! I will say, however, that I swear she knows when she is being changed on my lap because within seconds I am usually covered in baby poo. It's amazing that you just stop caring after a while! Nothing that a few diaper wipes can't fix.
Reagan rolled over on her three month birthday. We had just woken up and were just chillin' in bed with her between us and next thing we knew she had rolled over on her tummy. She was so proud of herself - it was so cute. But she must have scared herself or something because she hasn't gone from back to stomach since then, just tummy to back... not sure why?! It's like she knew it was her three month birthday and she had to perform, and now she can just sit back and relax for a while. Funny girl. We are having one problem though - she is running out of clothes! We'll need to go shopping soon because even her 6 month stuff is getting too small for her..."We've created a monster!"
Jason and I are on a little "diet" of sorts... not really to lose too much weight, but if that happens I definitely won't complain. We just felt like we weren't eating as healthy as we should, so we stocked up on lots of fresh fruits and veggies and are limiting the carbs. Every morning when we get home from work, Jason makes me a delicious smoothie. Well one morning, he brought it to me, saying "Sorry if it tastes weird, I put yogurt in it and it tastes kind of funny." I just dismissed it, thinking to myself that I've had plenty of yogurt smoothies before, so it should taste just fine. Well, I took one sip and about gagged. It tasted...NOT like yogurt, but like SALSA, or something of the Mexican variety. I asked him why it tasted sort of "spicy," and he goes "Well, I did put some cinnamon in it." Apparently after reading some Men's Health article that talked about the wonderful nutritional benefits of cinnamon, he thought he'd give it a try. Well, as soon as he said that, something didn't seem right...we don't HAVE cinnamon. I've been meaning to pick some up at the store...and then it hit me. CUMIN. He had poured a very LIBERAL amount of cumin into our smoothie. Needless to say, mine went down the drain. Jason had already drank about a whole pitcher...poor guy. It was like we had eaten Mexican food the night before...you know when you can't get that taste out of your mouth? Well, we had it ALL DAY. Well that was a long paragraph for such an insignificant story...oops.
Speaking of LIBERAL (yeah, I used the word, go up a few sentences. Nice transition, right? Thanks.) we have been following the election media for about a year now. At first, I didn't enjoy it too much, but now I'm definitely addicted. I've gotta have my fix every night. At first I didn't really appreciate being married to someone who knew so much about politics, until my political science class last semester. Not only did I have someone to help me with my homework, but I actually grew to really understand politics for the first time in my life. It was like a light switch turned on in my head, and now I'm really into it. Not so much that I get too heated about it or anything, but I find all of the campaign tactics and everything really fascinating. I'm not the biggest fan of McCain, but I'm definitely saying "No-bama." He's crazy for thinking that he could do a good job as President...especially as Commander in Chief. My favorite thing that he says is that he has a "plan" to have America off foreign oil within ten years. Maybe someone should tell him that he can only be President for eight. Or maybe he's just planning on leaving a really detailed sticky note by the presidential phone. That should work. But that's as far as I'll go with that, at least in this post. I do think that McCain made a good choice picking Palin as his running mate. So far, I'm impressed that the only dirt they can dig up on this woman is a few obviously photoshopped pictures. I really appreciate the fact that she doesn't try to cater to the masses like every other candidate. She knows what she believes and she sticks to it. She's no Hilary and for that I am truly grateful. Maybe our country isn't going to hell in a handbasket after all...at least not right now.
If you've made it this far, thanks for coming, there will be a new novel coming soon. I apologize for the extensive post with no real substance. I just can't sleep and blogging seemed like the most logical idea...you know, because it's not like I have a house full of boxes to unpack or anything...shoot.
On the family front, we've been a little out of it the past couple of days. Jason is a little sickie right now, and Reagan has a tiny bit of a stuffy nose...poor girl. She's not real sick, just "snorty," which makes nursing a little difficult, but not enough to stop her! Man, she is a beast when it comes to eating. I thought that by three months or so, babies were going longer between feedings, but she continues to eat about every 1.5 or 2 hours at the most! It's alright because it doesn't bother me too much, but it's always a little bit of a hassle when I have to actually go out and run errands and whatnot, because inevitably she is going to have to eat, and sometimes it is awkward trying to find a quiet, private place to nurse. Even the mother's lounge at church is packed most Sundays. Luckily, our Hawaii trip got me very well-versed in nursing and diaper changing in public. My lap isn't really big enough to be as graceful as I would like with the lap-changing, but it works when it has to! I will say, however, that I swear she knows when she is being changed on my lap because within seconds I am usually covered in baby poo. It's amazing that you just stop caring after a while! Nothing that a few diaper wipes can't fix.
Reagan rolled over on her three month birthday. We had just woken up and were just chillin' in bed with her between us and next thing we knew she had rolled over on her tummy. She was so proud of herself - it was so cute. But she must have scared herself or something because she hasn't gone from back to stomach since then, just tummy to back... not sure why?! It's like she knew it was her three month birthday and she had to perform, and now she can just sit back and relax for a while. Funny girl. We are having one problem though - she is running out of clothes! We'll need to go shopping soon because even her 6 month stuff is getting too small for her..."We've created a monster!"
Jason and I are on a little "diet" of sorts... not really to lose too much weight, but if that happens I definitely won't complain. We just felt like we weren't eating as healthy as we should, so we stocked up on lots of fresh fruits and veggies and are limiting the carbs. Every morning when we get home from work, Jason makes me a delicious smoothie. Well one morning, he brought it to me, saying "Sorry if it tastes weird, I put yogurt in it and it tastes kind of funny." I just dismissed it, thinking to myself that I've had plenty of yogurt smoothies before, so it should taste just fine. Well, I took one sip and about gagged. It tasted...NOT like yogurt, but like SALSA, or something of the Mexican variety. I asked him why it tasted sort of "spicy," and he goes "Well, I did put some cinnamon in it." Apparently after reading some Men's Health article that talked about the wonderful nutritional benefits of cinnamon, he thought he'd give it a try. Well, as soon as he said that, something didn't seem right...we don't HAVE cinnamon. I've been meaning to pick some up at the store...and then it hit me. CUMIN. He had poured a very LIBERAL amount of cumin into our smoothie. Needless to say, mine went down the drain. Jason had already drank about a whole pitcher...poor guy. It was like we had eaten Mexican food the night before...you know when you can't get that taste out of your mouth? Well, we had it ALL DAY. Well that was a long paragraph for such an insignificant story...oops.
Speaking of LIBERAL (yeah, I used the word, go up a few sentences. Nice transition, right? Thanks.) we have been following the election media for about a year now. At first, I didn't enjoy it too much, but now I'm definitely addicted. I've gotta have my fix every night. At first I didn't really appreciate being married to someone who knew so much about politics, until my political science class last semester. Not only did I have someone to help me with my homework, but I actually grew to really understand politics for the first time in my life. It was like a light switch turned on in my head, and now I'm really into it. Not so much that I get too heated about it or anything, but I find all of the campaign tactics and everything really fascinating. I'm not the biggest fan of McCain, but I'm definitely saying "No-bama." He's crazy for thinking that he could do a good job as President...especially as Commander in Chief. My favorite thing that he says is that he has a "plan" to have America off foreign oil within ten years. Maybe someone should tell him that he can only be President for eight. Or maybe he's just planning on leaving a really detailed sticky note by the presidential phone. That should work. But that's as far as I'll go with that, at least in this post. I do think that McCain made a good choice picking Palin as his running mate. So far, I'm impressed that the only dirt they can dig up on this woman is a few obviously photoshopped pictures. I really appreciate the fact that she doesn't try to cater to the masses like every other candidate. She knows what she believes and she sticks to it. She's no Hilary and for that I am truly grateful. Maybe our country isn't going to hell in a handbasket after all...at least not right now.
If you've made it this far, thanks for coming, there will be a new novel coming soon. I apologize for the extensive post with no real substance. I just can't sleep and blogging seemed like the most logical idea...you know, because it's not like I have a house full of boxes to unpack or anything...shoot.
Monday, September 1, 2008
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