Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Tuesday, April 7, 2009


Man oh man. I can't sleep right now, it's 3:30 in the am. I wish I could cause I'm so tired. Gideon makes sure to wake me up at least 5 times each night. Right now he's in the bed, rolling around and bothering Caleb. Gideon does this thing where he'll be perfectly quiet and then start screaming loud for no reason in his sleep... scares the puke out of me every time.
Gid has a tooth! And he's so grumpy about it. I've read that it's not really possible at such a young age, but he is a very spoiled baby. He whines about EVERYthing. He'll cry if someone is near him but not paying him enough attention. Or if someone he likes leaves the room. Or if you have food he wants, if you don't pick him up when he wants, if the solar system is not aligned the way he wants, if the dust in the room is not arranged the way he wants. You get the picture. Speaking of dust, a few weeks ago he did this hilarious thing in the car. The sun was shining so you could see all the little dust specks flying around and it entranced him. He started gingerly reaching for each one and slowly trying to grasp his little fist around it. But I digress...
Hey do you'z guyz remember my friend Allison from years ago? She told me this week that she is pregnant! My reaction to that news was...mixed. If you know Allison, your's will be too.
I miss Cedar City. What a cute town. Caleb thinks it's a dump for some reason. I was looking at photos of it online and it makes me so sad and homesick. I wish I had a teleporter so I could visit there every day. I'm depressed and hungry. I wish I could fall asleep. Even if I fell asleep right now, the baby would wake me up in a few minutes. I might as well never go to bed again, it's useless to try and get a good amount of sleep.
I think I've rambled on enough.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Another One Bites The Dust

Well well well. Here we are again. Yesterday we moved back into the in-laws'. We tried that other house and ranch job for about 3 weeks and it didn't work out. The ranch manager who hired Caleb was a pretty nice guy, and he quit shortly after we moved in. He said the owners of the ranch were unprofessional, dishonest people. It turned out to be true.
Caleb and I are disappointed, but at least we didn't get all the way moved in. We got all our stuff out in one day. I am not surprised. This seems to be the trend of our lives. In the 3 years we've been married, we've moved about 8 times. Ridiculous. Frankly I think it's a sign that we should try out a living in Utah. Caleb said he wouldn't do that unless he got a direct message from God, haha. Either everyone in Montana are total jerks, or there's something wrong with Caleb and I. We just can't catch a break.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Hip Hip Hooray!

Guess what you'z guyz! Caleb got a job this morning! He will be working at a ranch in Montague, Montana, which is about a 45 minute drive from here. There's a joke about Montana distances; you don't measure in miles, you measure in the time between towns. So it is two towns from here. I thank The Lord for helping us out of a rough spot. As you may or may not know, Caleb had no work and no money, and we owe everyone some dough.
It will be nice to have a new house, and some peace. But I'm also a little stressed because there will be no in-laws to take the baby for a while. It will be all me. Egads! We will be in the middle of nowhere again.
Speaking of the baby, we did have a late baby shower. We got a bunch of 1-2 year old clothes, and a few toys. Gid still doesn't have a bed of his own or a playpen and such. He can roll around like crazy now, and can stay sitting up by himself. He's pretty vocal and grabby, he loves to death-grip my face and bite my chin with all his might. It's hilariously painful.
Caleb has been trying to sell his car and his giant tv for a while, with no luck. Ah shucks. And for some reason my left knee has been killing me for a few days! It hurts to walk or bend it or straighten it. In fact it hurts right now sitting down. It feels like it got smashed with a sledge hammer but I don't remember hurting it at all.
Well I hope this ranch job and new house work out better than all the other experiences we've had. I am happy and skeptical because we've been treated like crap too many times. Let's see what happens!

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Are You Asking For A Challenge?!

Bah. That photo contest was a dumb idea. I'm already losing interest in that train wreck. Anyway, I was noticing that very few people seem to read and/or comment on my blog. Hey I know it's nothing to get excited about, but at least pretend to be interested in my stagnant life here. This is close to the only connection I have with the fam anymore. Fam, what a weird word. It sounds too pop culturey. I'll stick with 'family' from now on.
I'll get to a point here. This blog stuff has been more fun to browse around and read other people's stuff than to write my own. I came across relatives that I even forgot I had! It's neat and depressing at the same time. I get to thinking "When was the last time I saw them?" "When will I ever see them again?" and "Yowza, they're married with kids?!" I feel so lonely nowadays. I miss road trips and family reunions and 7 hour drives in the car to California or Phoenix. Sheesh, I only get to Utah about once a year to see my own parents anymore, heaven only knows when I will see my cousins again.
So to my cousins that I used to hang out with, I will try to talk to you more often. If nothing else, I will try to hunt down your e-mail addresses. I need all the long-distance friends I can get, 'cause making friends here in Montana is never gonna happen. But this has to be a two-way thing; you have to talk back to me! (I'm looking at you, Courtney! I commented you on myspace and never heard back!)
Well to everyone, I'm not the coolest family member to talk to, but I just might be the most desperate. My e-mail is kohga_ninja@hotmail.com to anyone who will accept my challenge!

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

MT is so em-ty.

Aunt Kristi's always good for a laugh.

Shasta with Gideon during his gender identity crisis.

Reagan on his way to get a fake i.d.

Papa and The Gid.
Oh man! I loved visiting Utah so much that I was extra sad to go home. I felt so happy and comfortable being there, like it was meant to be! Thanks to everyone for gas money and for being so nice to us. Caleb said it was a good visit too. And FYI, he said if he found a really good job in Utah, he would consider moving. We really need a house and source of income nowadays.
In other news, Gideon is still so cute and sweet. He has a slight cold; stuffy nose, coughing, pretty tired. I'm surprised it took him so long to get sick, considering the crowded petri-dish of germy kids that we live in. Splehk. Caleb is also a little bit sick, he has been since we got home. He is a really slow healer. I am not sick yet, but I am losing so much sleep that I probably will be.
Caleb's mom is planning to throw me a baby shower this month, hmm :S I have never heard of a baby shower where the baby is already 5 months old. But whatevs, I think some of the people will give me cash, so that's grood.
I gave myself a haircut a few days ago. It looks kind of ridiculous but, oh-wellingtons. I keep it up most the time anyway since I am shedding like a sheepdog. I heard that after pregnancy, you lose lots of hair for some reason. It's pretty gross and driving me nutso.
What else, what else... I just finished reading The Catcher In The Rye, that was interesting. It's surprisingly um, eventless. For those of you who haven't read it, it's just this foul-mouthed guy describing a few days out of his life in great detail. It's pretty amusing though.
I think I'm out of things to write about...smrrrrrrrrrrrrrrg.