cookin'.....

So this may surprise a lot of girls out there that cook for their husbands but I think I can count how many times in the last year I have cooked for Travis on one hand. hahaha. I know I know pretty pathetic. I have always hated cooking (or the cleaning up part?) and hated the idea of being the girl who has to have dinner on the table when her husband gets home, probably because I grew up in a house where both of my parents cooked all of the time and my dad is an AMAZING cook. Lately though, I think my ideas about "having dinner on the table by 5" have changed. I actually feel like it makes you a more nurturing wife and overall better person to do something nice like cooking dinner every once in a while for your husband. I have the urge to do more for Travis (since he does a ton for me and since he has never complained about the lack of cooking on my part). I am actually excited to do more "domestic" things. Weird. So if anyone knows any easy awesome recipes let me know and I will love you forever!!!

Grainstock.....

Last weekend Travis and I went up to soda springs because my uncles were putting on an annual event where their old band comes together to rock out for a night (called "grainstock"). It was actually pretty fun to have live music and an awesome dutch oven dinner with family all around, but then came the heat. My family rented a cute little cabin-house thingy, which was very quaint at first, until I realized that there was no central air, only fans and cheap window air-conditioners. I then proceeded to find out that pretty much every house we went into in Idaho didn't have air conditioning either. I was astounded. How do people live without their house temp. set to 68? haha. It probably didn't help that I kept getting these KILLER migraines and couldn't do anything about it. Anyway, I feel bad for people with hot houses.........oh and that live in Idaho with nothing to do.

Nat and me chillin outside listening to music....

The band rockin' out.....

Ugly faces.. sweet.

OH and FUNNY STORY. I hit a low point on the drive home from Idaho when I asked Travis to pull over in Bountiful so I could lose it from both ends in the Wendy's bathroom. Awesome. I then cried like a baby and told Travis that I didn't want to get back in the car and drive home to Provo cause I didn't ever want to throw up again. Poor Travis. ha. He had to convince me that I would be ok. I think he feels pretty helpless sometimes. Poor Travis and his crazy wife. :)

Ps. If anyone has any advice on getting rid of the migraines let me know. I have my SECOND (wahoo) obgyn appointment tomorrow so I will ask then, but they are the most painful things I have ever experienced. ouchies.

Nesting

They say that when women are pregnant that they undergo many changes, both physical and psychological. One of these psychological phenomena is known as nesting. Much like a mother bird, soon-to-be-mothers begin the arduous process of preparing a home for their expected young. An online photo search led me to discover an interesting trend... Mother-bird is always alone with her nest while Father-bird is always away. Perhaps he got tired of looking at cribs and blanket sets on the internet??? Naww, that couldn't be it...

Here is a picture I took of Becca and her new favorite way of killing time at home...

Man-Crush Refueled...

So, (isn't that a captivating way to start a blog)... for Becca's graduation present I got her some crummy seats at the John Mayer concert. Little did she know that it was really a gift to myself which required me using her graduation as an excuse for me to go see Johnny. Seriously, this concert was pretty amazing. We started off the night with a little Fudruckers. Never a bad thing...

Dinner didn't take as long as anticipated, and we arrived in South Jordan waaay too early. We spent the next hour sitting on a couch in Pier 1 and strolling South Towne Mall. By the time we finished killing time we were late. Awesome. We got there at the end of the first act and I quickly directed us to the wrong seats. Awesome again. I thought it was funny that the first act (who I had never heard of and whose name I can't remember) said they weren't taking requests because they wanted to play songs that would best "set a mood." In reality I think he knew that no one would be able to request a song because we all had no idea who he was. Regardless, his music was chill and fun to listen to. Colbie Caillat was up next and was really good. Not the world's greatest entertainer, but the music was super chill and fun to listen to. See if you can find her.

Becca seems to think that I was drooling over Colbie, but really I was simply masking my immense man crush on John Mayer. Seriously, he was incredible. Not the best vocals of any artist out there, but GEEZ, he can play the guitar like I've never heard. He played a few old songs, some of his new stuff, a couple of covers and some blues that I haven't really heard much of. It was all amazing, but the blues stuff was by far the most impressive. Even from our seats 6 miles away, we could see some of the fret work when he'd really get going. It was seriously incredible! He was pretty entertaining as well and doesn't seem to have any lingering fears of performing, or speaking whatever is on his mind for that matter. After nearly every song he reminded us of how much he enjoyed playing the guitar and how amped he was on Red Bull. He also let us all know that he had tweaked his unmentionables after a particularly exhuberant guitar power jump. Two F-bombs and a couple of $3.50 bottles of water later, I was headed home with my wife, my mind still lingering on an old crush rediscovered. I love you John... Dynomite concert!

Oh, one more note on concerts in general... You know that one couple who never seems to realize that they are absolutely the only ones standing in the entire amphitheatre, swaying back and forth in their own little music land? Well, here is a picture of that couple and our view for 50% of the concert. If you happen to run into them at some future concert make sure you lob a few profanities at them from me... Don't hold back... Thanks, I owe you one...

My secret obsession........

So I don't know if any of you have experienced the dazzling joy of reading the Twilight series, but I'm a little obsessed. My brother likes to call the series "porn for girls" because the books just happen to have the hottest male alive (who happens to be a vampire) who falls crazy in love with a normal girl (which every girl imagines as someone who looks very similar to herself. ha). Anyway, Stephenie Meyer (author), pretty much takes every situation that you would have imagined romance to be as a thirteen year old girl and pushes it one step further to fulfill every girl's emotional craze for an ooey gooey love story. ahhhh love it. I'm not going to lie I have an official "I love edward cullen fan club t-shirt" hidden away in my closet (yeah I got it for Christmas. What?!). I just might wear it to the August 1st midnight release of "Breaking Dawn" (the last book of the series) and really embarrass Travis and probably myself.

I feel I must warn Travis and other husbands out there that they must be REALLY romantic the first week or two after the last book comes out or there will inevitably be hell to pay for not living up to Edward Cullen :)

Natalie Barnes is the greatest.......

Dear Natalie & Brent,

So I bought a really cute card to send to you to thank you for the awesome "pregnant package" you sent us in the mail but it is now collecting dust on my dresser :)  So I thought I would say publicly on my blog how I think you are the nicest people EVER for sending homemade "blonde brownies," M&M's, mint gum (which actually seems to help the nauseousness), and my favorite......PREGGIE POPS (i.e. hard candy in a hilarious wrapper I decided. Which Travis REALLY likes) haha.  I told him he was growing to grow "girl parts" but it didn't seem to stop his desire for them.   Anyway, I'm rambling.  Love you guys.  I might still send the card haha :) I hope you read this!!!

Alcohol + Jazz = One Really Good Time!

So, right off the bat, I don't think I'm capable of doing this post justice, but I'll do my best. Sunday was Bec's-Sister's-Husband's Birthday (almost my brother-in-law?). He's a musician, and was playing in the Salt Lake Jazz Festival, so they had my in-laws and us up for dinner, afterwhich we went to see him play. Aaron, my 'brother-in-law' is quite accomplished and did great, but this post isn't really about him. No, this post is to describe somewhat of a waking up which I experienced after a long absence from the 'real world' while I've been at BYU. How quickly one forgets the wonderful effects that alcohol can have on the already uninhibited personality! Bec and I have tried to use this blog as a means to take more pictures and document more of our activities together. Unfortunantly, we didn't charge the camera, so we were only able to catch a mere smidgen of the spectacle that is the Salt Lake City Jazz Festival before the battery died. So, you'll just have to take my word on most of this.

We arrived to the wonderful smell of beer. It was all encompassing. I'm sure that most people there were grateful for the abundance of Port-a-Potties which were readily available to allow them relief from the large amounts of alcohol which were being consumed by the minute. It took only a couple of minutes to realize that were just a few minutes too late for the pre-event bra- burning (which, from the looks of it, seems like it may have been mandatory?) , but it seems that nearly all the women there made it easily in time. I fear that some of these images are burned in my mind forever...

We actually had a really good time. Good music, dance movies which I'm pretty sure are only legal at jazz festivals (or if you're over 50), lots of crazies dancing around, alcohol, alcohol, and more alcohol, some occasional making out, and a whole lot of sweet, sweet saxophone. All in all, a great recipe for a really good time.

Here are a few of the highlights which we were able to catch on our camera before it died. I'm sorry to say that we actually missed more golden photo opps. than we actually captured. Enjoy...

Crack is Whack! But there sure was plenty to go around...

This lady sat in front of us. She was actually really, really nice. Mohawk with tatoo at the base. Special attention should be paid to the braid extending from her ear to the ground. So, to the nice Mohawk lady, if you ever stumble upon this. We enjoyed sitting near you. I think you're a fantastic person. Also, the picture doesn't do it justice, but that was the biggest Great Dane I have ever seen sitting in front of her. The dog came up to my chest when it was sitting. Amazing...

Ever wonder what Brett Favre does in the off-season/retirement? Wonder no more...he dresses like a hippie and attends jazz festivals. Mystery solved.

So, really, this was an elightening and entertaining experience. We had a great time. Aaron, we'll come to one of your gigs anytime!

Random Thoughts

Warning: I think the constant nauseousness has made me crazy and REALLY cynical.

So I have decided I have a pet peeve that drives me crazy when other people do. Travis and I went to go see Wall-E the other night (and of course went to the late movie to avoid the flocks of annoying children. I know I know I'm having a kid but I can't really stand other people's kids? weird I know). Anywho I can't stand it when people think something is just so hilarious that they have to laugh out loud really hard and then nudge the person next to them and EXPLAIN what was so funny. It's Wall-E!! This movie is made for kids who need booster seats in the theater. We all understand what was funny. So tone it down a little so the rest of us can enjoy the movie without wanting to slap you and your girlfriend silly. Oh I feel better now. haha

On a more positive note I did think the movie was really well made and I love that pixar is so genius that they can make you fall in love with an old dirty non-talking robot in the first 2 minutes of watching. Love it.

Anyway one last final comment. I want everyone to know that I am not totally cold-hearted. I do love SOME kids. Like my niece, nephews (Jackson included), and REALLY good looking children. haha.

The End.

Take it like a man...

I found the following story online. I found myself agreeing with the story right up until the last line. Then I got to thinking...

"A man took his pregnant wife to the hospital to give birth. The doctor told them that they'd developed a new machine and asked if the couple would like to try it out. The machine could take some of the pain of childbirth from the mother and give it to the father to ease the mother's burden.Well, they thought that was a good idea, and decided to give it a try. The doctor initially set the machine on 10 percent, telling the man that even 10 percent was probably more pain than he'd ever experienced. But the husband was surprised at how little pain he was feeling, and asked the doctor to raise the level.The doctor increased it to 20 percent, and when the man still felt fine, he raised it to 50 and finally 100 percent.After it was all over, the man stood up, and stretched a little. Both he and his wife felt fine, and they shortly left the hospital to take the baby home.It was then that they found the mailman dead on their doorstep."

HA! Too funny! Just kidding, really, if there's anything I've learned from the first weeks of Bec's pregnancy, it's that I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy (but yet I wished it on my wife...what's that tell you?)! Seriously, I don't know how she puts up with the constant sickness. I try to be "supportive" and all that good husband stuff, but find it hard to do sometimes. For example, the other night she was up till 7 in the morning...doing her pregnant thing over the toilet. Yeah, I was feeling really supportive and hanging in there with her. Then 4 in the morning hit and I was like, "Nahh...she doesn't really want me in there holding her hair anyways!" Haha...So, it's been a ride for sure...hopefully second trimester is better, because I'm tired of her spending more time with the bed and bathroom than she does with me!

So, Bec, why don't you take it like a man? Haha... Just kidding...

(Do all the pregnant women out there now hate me?)

The Cabin

So Travis & I had our first camping experience ever together this summer at my family's cabin. Travis finally got to reconnect with his granola side (I have slowly stripped him of his habit of wearing necklaces and bracelets. love you travis). It was great!! Travis let me use his sleeping pad while he slept on the ground. haha. We did have a few funny things that happened. I got a little freaked out during the night and had to be RIGHT next to Travis in the smallest tent ever (which he just loved me for) and when the condensation dripped on my face and woke me up in the morning I immediately shook Travis awake and told him to fix it. hahaha. It really was awesome being in the mountains and sleeping by a beautiful river though. Hopefully we get to go again soon!!

Here is the hottest picture of Travis ever........

awwwwww cute self-portrait........

Travis & the small tent....

Yeah for my new green sleeping bag!!! Thanks Travis love ;)

Granola Travis

This is a crappy picture but you can see my cabin in the background! Good memories!

My Shame

So I had my first "baby" appointment 2 days ago and to my embarrassment found out I would be having a full physical exam from my older male doctor with Travis in the room. Usually physcials don't bother me much (except for the look and feel your "cha cha" thing, always a little awkward, like what do you say when someone's checking you out down there?), but this was a little bizzare to be laying on the table with a flimsy floral gown with my legs in the stirrups looking at travis smirking and laughing from across the room. Good times. I had a moment where I realized that I have probably lost all mystery with my hubby. It was a little humbling to say the least. Let's just say I have a whole new understanding and empathy for the patients I have put catheters in :)


Ps. I am almost 10 weeks along. This is what the little baby looks like right now. kinda creepy. Anyway, I am going to refrain from writing too much baby news from here on out and add more pictures!!!

Correction...

One correction...the sub-title is all me. Appologies to any offended. Now let your hair down and laugh about it.

T

Blizogging

Hey Friends and Family...WELCOME TO OUR BLOG!!

Ever since we got married, Bec and I have talked about starting a blog so that we keep up with everyone and let people know what's going on with us. Now, I've already brought shame to our household by admitting in the second sentence that this is Travis typing and not Becca. A clarification...NO, I DID NOT SET THIS BLOG UP! I didn't open the account, I didn't choose the colors, I didn't do anything. Becca did it all. But, it took her hours... she's spitting fire after hours of figuring this out while I watched The Price is Right and the Olympic Trials. So, she made me promise that I would help and post from time to time. Little did I know that meant the first post ever...

So, to all you ladies out there...promise me one thing... NEVER TELL YOUR HUSBAND THAT I PARTICIPATE IN THIS BLOG! If I find out that you use me as an excuse to get your husband's help with your blog I will immediately shut down our blog and send a virus to yours. Deal? Good...

This week's news...WE'RE PREGNANT! The little alien is due January 31st. We heard the heartbeat. It was awesome. I wanted to barf. More to come.

Thanks for stopping by!

T & B