Just an update

I haven't posted on here in a while. I think I blinked and my kids grew-up...sigh, it really does go by SO fast!

I wouldn't trade one second with these two for ANYTHING!

Catie's Corner

I have decided that I really need to stop using Facebook so much. It has really started to take over my life and I'm really getting tired of all the drama it creates. One of the things I DO like about Facebook is that it gives me a place to show off all the things I make. I have decided to try making a new blog that is just for my creations.

I am calling this new blog Catie's Corner in honor of my dad. When I was born, my parents lived in a small two-bedroom apartment and already had 2 kids. My dad came up with the ingenious idea to make another room by turning a table upside-down and hanging curtains between the legs. This created a small "room" in the corner of the living room. He then made a small sign that read "Catie's Corner."

It wasn't long before my parents purchased their home and "Catie's Corner" was no longer needed. I really wish I still had that sign however...

When we purchased this home, I knew I was going to need a space for my sewing. I cleaned up a section of our basement and have christened it "Catie's Creative Corner." Please feel free to check it out on my new blog.

Brianna and the Terrible, Horrible, no good, VERY bad day...

So yesterday, Brianna thought it would be fun to play with this...

 Which of course resulted in this...

 

And Because Josh had the car at work and wasn't answering his phone, I called 911 and had an ambulance come pick us up...

 

 The paramedic wrapped it up but Brianna took the bandage off just after we got to the hospital...

  

She kept pointing at the door and saying "go, go?"....

 3 Stitches later...

 

Enjoying lunch at Arby's after it was all over...

  

The crazy thing is that I only left her alone in the family room for a few minutes. As I was walking out of the room I saw the rotary cutter and thought, "I should put that away." Why didn't I just put it away? For some strange reason, this is a lesson I have to learn over and over. I didn't have time to put it away, so instead, I spent most of my day at the hospital.

Cabin Fever

So for the past couple weeks, I have been stuck home with sick kids. I have also had opportunity to visit with my mom who has been staying in the VA hospital in Salt Lake. She is always talking about some new project she is working on and has inspired me to finish a few myself. And now for the "Show-and-Tell" portion of the show...

Please try to ignore the pile of unfolded laundry in the background.

 I didn't make this quilt but my sister Margaret asked me to bind it for her.

 I also made this cute ruffly blanket to match it. Hopefully I will be able to visit Margaret and baby Maddie at the NICU soon.

 I have also been working on a blessing dress for little Maddie. This is what it used to look like, then I decided that I hated the sleeves so I took it apart and started over.

 Unfortunately, these are the best pictures I have  right now. It is a Preemie size. The seams are SO tiny. It took FOREVER to do the sleeves.

This is a cute little skirt I made for Brianna, she didn't wear it to church today because we are home sick.

This is a dress I made for another one of my nieces, Lily.

and a picture of Lily in the dress, because she is just so darn cute!

When it rains, it POURS!!!

These past couple of weeks, I feel like I have been pushed out of an airplane along with everyone I care about. I am trying as hard as I can to hold onto as many people as I can even though I really can't help any of them because I am falling right along with them...Let me start at the begining...

My mom had knee replacement surgery in the end of January. On the day she was suposed to be released from the hospital (last Friday), she had a heart-attack and went into renal failure.

On that same day, Josh's car decided it didn't want to start anymore. We were stranded at Subway and had to call our home-teacher to give us a ride home. The transmission on my car had died in November so this left us with no cars. Early the next morning, I recieved the info about my mom but was unable to go see her because of the car situation.

Josh was able to get a hold of someone in our ward who knows about cars who helped him get it fixed.

A couple days later I got a phone call from my sister saying that she had just delivered her baby 15 weeks early. I drove to Brigham to see her. At this time, both of my kids were sick so I couldn't leave them with anyone and had to take them with me.

Shortly after the baby was lifeflighted to Ogden, I recieved a call from the lady who is renting our house in Logan. She wanted to let me know that the furnace wasn't working. $200.00 and a trip to Logan later, they have heat again.

I called the school to excuse Benjamin because he is still sick, and was told that he has almost reached his limit for unexcused absences and I needed to get a Dr note. So I made an appointment to see the Dr yesterday.

On the way to the Dr, my phone died and wouldn't charge in the car charger. After waiting FOREVER at the Dr we found that he has an ear infection and we got our excuse note.

I then drove to Ogden to see my sister and the baby who seem to be doing well.

Then I went to the bank to find out why Josh's debit card is no longer working while mine is just fine. An hour later, they were able to figure it out and I left to go get Josh from work.

After picking up Benjamin's meds from the pharmacy which (suprisingly) didn't take forever, we went home ate dinner and went to bed.

Then Josh was up sick all night so neither of us really slept.

Then this morning, I got told that everyone in my family is mad at me for not going to visit my mom more. I guess they had been sending text messages to me and thought I was ignoring them but it was really just that my phone had died. So I just wanted to take a minute to write this and say, I am very sorry for dropping the ball on this one. I got a little wrapped up in all my stupid little problems and forgot about taking care of mom and the things that really matter.

Now that our car is fixed, Benjamin is better, and our Logan house is working again, I will be going to see mom every evening and posting updates on her recovery. Please let me know if you would like to be included in recieveing updates and if you prefer text or email (I would rather not use Facebook if at all possible).

Eighteen Months

Hey everyone,
I am 18 months old.

I weigh 23 pounds and I'm 31.5 inches tall.

I can do lots of things. I am starting to say lots of words. I like to play with my babies. I like to do whatever the big-people are doing. Santa brought me a play kitchen. I like to pretend to be mommy making dinner and feeding my baby. Santa also brought me a little stroller for pushing my baby around. Aunt Brittany gave me a little pink purse so I can pretend to be mommy.

Daddy is still my very most favorite person ever. I love Saturday's when he gets to stay home with us. I like when he reads stories to me and I like to snuggle with him at bedtime. Daddy is trying to teach me to say my prayers, I usually just fold my arms and say "A.....MEnnn..." really loud.

I got to go to nursery on Sunday. I have been trying to get Daddy to take me in there FOREVER. THEY HAVE TOYS IN THERE!!! I especially liked the bubbles. I am excited to go again this Sunday.

The other day I was at the store with Mommy and we saw a pretty princess wand. I was very excited about it so Mommy gave it to me. A lady at the store said, "She is definitely a girl." I showed her that I am Benjamin's sister by pointing the wand at Mommy and saying "On Guard!"

Well, I don't really have too much else to say so I guess I will let you go.
Thanks for reading,
Brianna 

Adventures in Pharmacuticals...

Today started out like any ordinary Monday...

At 9am I decided to pick up my meds from Smiths on the way to aerobics. When I got there, after waiting in line for about 10 minutes, I was told that they didn't have a prescription for me. I had called last night and used there automated system to order a refill. For some reason, they did not receive my order. I decided that I would just get it refilled somewhere else. By the time we finally left the store, it was too late for me to go to aerobics so we went home. I planned on getting my empty medicine bottle and taking it to Walgreens. However, Brianna fell asleep in the car and Ben needed to do his homework so we just stayed home.

After a long search for Ben's shoes, glasses, coat, & backpack, I took him to school and headed for Walgreens. Of course they didn't have any carts available so I had to carry Brianna all the way to the back of the store where they fill prescriptions. I gave the bottle to the girl at the counter and asked if they could fill it for me. She said it wouldn't be a problem. I told her that I had never filled anything there before and she might need my information. I gave her an insurance card and answered a bunch of questions about any meds I'm allergic to and what happens when I take said drugs. Finally, she said everything looked great and it would be about an hour. I decided to stay there and wait.

A little over 2 hours later, I had to leave to go get Ben from school. By then, my arms were about to fall off from carrying Brianna around. I had tried putting her down but she kept running away and pulling things off the shelves etc.

Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I have had a terrible headache since Friday (allergies, sinuses etc)...

So anyway, I get Ben from school and drive back to Walgreens. In the car I tell him, I'm "not going to buy any treats or toys, so don't even ask." We get in the store and I grab the first cart I see. I'm sorry to the old lady who may, or may not have been using it at the time. I put both kids in the cart because I'm not taking any chances. We march to the back of the store where, of course, there is a long line of people. I wait my turn and then ask if they are done with my prescription. For some reason, in the amount of time I was gone, a new person is now working at the counter. He types on the computer for a bit and then tells me, as he is walking away, that the total is $47.83! I said, "I don't think that's right..." He types on the computer a little and asks if I have an insurance card "It looks like we need to update our info on you." Seriously? It needs to be updated since 4 hours ago?

Anyway I give him my card and after typing on the computer for a while and then going in the back for a while he finally tells me, that they don't accept my insurance.

So I ask if I can have the bottle back so that I can go somewhere else to get it filled. He looks at me like that is that weirdest thing anyone has ever asked for. Of course, he has to go back in the back and then after a while he comes back with some other guy who hands me a piece of paper. They had peeled the label off of my prescription bottle and then taped it, in pieces, to another paper they had also made a large X across the whole thing and written something like, "no longer valid..." on it.

I take this paper and head for the door.

So I decided to just go back to Smiths. I walk up to the counter and tell the lady about my experience...She types on the computer for a while, calls someone else over who also types on the computer for a while...finally she tells me they should be able to get it filled in about 10 minutes. I decide to sit down and wait. After about 20 minutes, which felt more like 100 minutes with Brianna pulling everything off all the shelves and Ben having to go potty about 13 times, I went to the counter to ask how much longer it would be. The lady told me that they had to call Walgreens to get my prescription transferred back over to them and that it would probably be a while.

At that point, I decided to just go home. I, once again, put both kids in a shopping cart (again, sorry old lady) and headed for the door.

I finally get both kids buckled into the car and start to back out of the parking space when I hear honking. Some person was waiting to take my parking spot but didn't want to wait for me to get out of it first (fyi, I'm driving Josh's car-standard transmission, no power steering-). JERK!!! Doesn't he know that I am having a crappy day and I have a headache and two fussy hungry tired kids, one of them needing to go potty for the millionth time since we left the school!

So here I sit in a messy house, with a huge headache and NO MEDS!!!

Why do these things always happen to me?