Sunday, August 24, 2014

Sevem Days of Gratitude, Part 6

Today was an awesome day and I'm keepin' my gratitude simple!

  1. Church.  We got there on time, all three of us, took the sacrament together, and had a fun time teaching Brad's 11-year old class of boys together.  The boys love George, and George loves them, they had a lot of fun playing together.  It was a really fun and spiritual day as Brad was able to successfully turn the boy's attention back around with a great Mormon Messages video that cemented the lesson perfectly.  It was just epic.

  2. Good, comforting food.

  3. Bed time.  I love going to bed, I love a good night's rest.  I'm going to do so right now.  NIGHT!

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Seven Days of Gratitude, Parts 4 & 5

So, uh, yeah, totally spaced doing my gratitude-ness yesterday due to the fact that I can apparently only remember to write one thing a day (if that), and Fridays that would be my weekly e-mail to my freakin' awesome little brother, who's on his mission in Chile, James DeMill Anderson.  Yep.  So that happened.  This did not.  Thus, today will be a combination of Parts 4 and 5.

  1. Man, I am forever grateful for technology.  Seriously.  Brad and I were talking about when we were kids how things we were done and how that compares to the craziness amazingness (man, am I a woman with words, or what?) that is technology today.  I remember my parents purchasing me a disposable camera or two for the end-of-the-year party every year in elementary.  I remember watching the dial tick down with every photo and being careful what pictures I took because I only had so many before the film was fully used.  Now?  Yeah, I snap eight bazillion photos a minute on my phone.  This is something I'm very grateful for, otherwise I'm almost one-hundred percent sure that three-fourths of the photos that I take of George would be blurry because that kid never stops hustling around.  I'm grateful that I don't have to worry about how many pictures I have left.  When  my phone's memory is full, I've got my memory card.  When that's full, I can transfer my 1,000+ photos in like five minutes (which today is basically forever, but you know, awesome in retrospect).

    Today I took a video AND took pictures at the exact same time.  And you know what I was filming/photoing?  George and Brad playing Diablo III together and laughing.  A tiny moment that I'd otherwise have to question if I had enough room for it, let alone would have to decide if I'd rather have photo or video of it, I couldn't have both.  Technology allowed us to talk to Ben and Kaydee yesterday via Google Hangouts.  They're over 12-hours away and we can see each other in an instant!  That's just epic!  So yeah, I love technology.

  2. I'm super grateful that my dad decided to start Crew Colors.  Even in my decision to be a stay-at-home mother, this business and the way my parents run it has allowed me to continually learn.  Way back when I was probably fourteen, Dad told me that I should learn Adobe Illustrator so I could do work with Crew Colors outside of Adobe Photoshop.  I had been using Photoshop since I was nine and I was happy with that skill I had.  Illustrator was hard and totally different than Photoshop.  Photoshop was so easy to me, I didn't want to learn Illustrator.  But, thanks to my dad's encouragement and to my involvement in Crew Colors, I did learn.  And you know what?  Totally like Illustrator more AND I earned a new skill-set thanks to this business.  Working at Crew Colors has also pushed me to learn things that otherwise I don't think I would have ever known.

    The other day working with a customer to re-create their dad's old business card showed me the Smoother Tool in Illustrator.  Seriously, had no idea it existed before.  Now, it's opened up a whole range of possibilities and ease-of-use in future projects.  Without Crew Colors, I would have never gained knowledge about high quality printing, including printer profiles, image resolution, and color profiles.  The best part is that I just continue learning more and more with every job I do.  It's given me a great perspective on the service industry, on how service providers should be treated.  I am so grateful for the learning experiences I've had and will have!

  3. This may sound stupid but, man, I'm so glad that soda is in the world.  I'm a big Coke drinker by appearances, but seriously--I just love carbonated drinks.  I love the fizz, the burn, oh man!  SO DELISH.  Drinking a soda super fast?  Favorite thing ever.  Drinking an ice cold soda on a super hot day?  Another favorite.  Soda with pizza?  A must.  Soda with a burger?  Yes, please.  Coke reminds me of home, of family.  A Coke seriously will brighten my day.  A classic Coke with lemon reminds me of my mom.  Vanilla Coke reminds me of James and our many nights of playing Kingdom Hearts and Sims City; it also reminds me of hours of practicing Halo together with me.  A 44-ounce from the gas station reminds me of Brad, and that first summer we spent married, living at Wymount, hitting the gas station down University Parkway every day with the change we could find.  Non-Coke related, but a Baja Blast reminds me of Alix and late-night Taco Bell runs.  Diet Pepsi reminds me of my dad.  Like I said, it may sound super dumb, but soda is a total comfort for me.  I probably should've chosen, like, apples or something as my comfort.  But, you know, it's soda.  And I love it.  I'm grateful for it's comfort, as unhealthy as it may sound!

  4. Super grateful for the nap I had today.  Bradley let me stay in bed and him and George went to Brad's parent's house to help pick grapes.  Michelle was awesome enough to play with George while he picked.  I got to sleep in till NOON!  Yes, and it was sort of the greatest thing ever!  I haven't legitimately slept in (especially not that long) since I'm pretty sure when I was pregnant.  It was so nice.  SO NICE.

  5. I'm so thankful for my husband's humility.  Every marriage requires adjustment, and I'm constantly amazed at my husband's willingness to do better and be better.  For me, it was always super hard for me to admit that I was wrong.  Seriously.  Super hard.  Ever since we were sealed over three years ago, Brad's example has allowed me to be more humble and more willing to admit when I'm wrong.  Brad's humility has brought so much peace to our marriage, and the help he's given me has actually better enabled me to help him in his struggles.  I know that I've said this before, but I'm so grateful for the fact that our relationship has been such a team effort.  People make comments all the time about wives telling their husbands what to do or basically being the pants in the relationship, but it's really thanks to Brad's humble example and willingness to change that we've legitimately become a team effort rather than a tug-of-war.  Are there still rough patches?  Yes.  Duh.  That's why marriage is fun.  It is thanks to that insertion of humble attitudes by Bradley's example that has allowed us to continually better ourselves individual and as a team, and I am forever thankful for that.

    Basically, I think we're a pretty awesome team.  No matter how it may appear, both Brad and I are happy to stick to our guns, no single individual calls the shots in this relationship.  There's no major power who makes decisions all of or even the majority of the time.  Both Brad and I are obnoxious in the fact that we're always happy to put in our two-cents... into everything.  But that humility that Brad brought in early-on in our marriage has given balance to our strong personalities and has allowed both of us to feel like we're being heard and that we both have a say in the decision-making in our marriage.  I am so, incredibly thankful for that because neither of us feels suffocated or under-appreciated--all thanks to Brad's amazing ability to be humble.

  6. I am grateful for everything that makes me laugh.  My family is especially keen on laughter and growing up we were taught especially to learn to laugh at ourselves.  Not at-the-expense of ourselves, but legitimately at ourselves.  If that makes any sense to anyone but me.  But seriously, I've found that it's such a valuable tool to not take yourself too seriously.  People say stupid things, things that we can choose to get offended over or just laugh off.  Laughter has given me a perspective that has allowed me to move forward, to not dwell on the unimportant.  Laughter has given me life-long friendships, like my best friends Rachel and Laurelyn, and it's also given me my eternal companion, Brad.

    My favorite memories in life are the simple ones because the only requirement is laughing!  I still remember my dad giving an explanation of why people say, "I'm going to the john to take a crap," which is due to the fact that the man who invented the toilet was named John Crapper.  "If I had invented the toilet," my dad explained, very matter-of-factly, "We'd say, 'I'm going to the Ken to take an Anderson,' instead."  My whole family bust out laughing in that car that day.  It is something we still talk about and continue to laugh about, especially the fact that my dad wasn't even trying to be funny.  Those moments that laughter provided me have taught me that there is a strong need in life to relax and enjoy right now.  Those moments have also taught me that every time we're allowing ourselves to be offended or stressed, every time we over think things or become over involved our paranoia about how others perceive us, we're totally missing out.

    Laughter, enjoying the moment, humor, and everything that follows that, isn't forced.  It can't be.  It can't be faked, it can't be manipulated or created, it's something that happens because we're allowing ourselves to be ourselves and we're happy with that.  That's why I'm grateful for laughter because it's such a simple and yet powerful tool for bringing people together.

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Seven Days of Gratitude, Part 3

  1. I am so grateful for the Gospel's effect on my marriage.  I owe every single moment that Brad and I grow closer and stronger as a couple to our Heavenly Father.  I laugh, grow, and progress with my husband thanks to the harmony that is provided through living the Gospel of Jesus Christ.  I know that Heavenly Father knows us both individually and as a team, and I'm grateful for His giant part in our happiness as husband and wife!

  2. I LOVE MUSIC.  I'm so grateful for music!  This is such a basic (and sort of lame) "gratitude", but I seriously am.  The saddest part is that this crossed my mind because I've been singing "Do You Want to Build a Snowman" in my head all day.  Saddest part is that it's not the movie version, it's the Disney Channel version where they had all the Disney Channel stars sing it.  Yep.  Every time the snippet of them singing comes on Disney Channel--which I literally watch every day still because I am almost twenty-four and still pathetically love it--I freak out and watch it and then proceed to sing it over in my head.  All.  Day.  Long.  And I'm super cool with it.  Basically there's a very beautiful and simple harmony they do for the last lines of the song, sung by the chick from Girl Meets World and the nerd dude from Kickin' It, and it's SO NICE.  And thus, I'm grateful for that.  I'm grateful for harmony, the beauty of music and song.  It's a wonderful part of my day, every day.

  3. I will never be able to fully thank my parents enough for everything they've done for me, Brad, and George.  I am forever grateful to their constant service.  We live in their basement free of charge, they feed us, watch our son last second, offer to take him when he's up late on the Crazy Train, have never been intrusive or made us feel unwelcome, and they are endlessly giving towards us.  They remember to buy formula when I don't, they are there to help us at every turn with everything.  I feel like I owe them so much more than I can ever repay, and as we were two steps from moving out and they are, yet again, stuck with us, we've worked really hard this last month to be better.  Be more helpful.  Make their burden less, like they've made ours for the past almost three years.  I love my parents.  I am grateful to their example, I've always looked to them as an example of a great marriage, ever since I was little I wanted a marriage like theirs.  Living with them has taught us to be a better couple and better parents.  They've been such a wonderful example in all things, I can't even begin to explain!  Basically, they're amazing.  I love them SO MUCH.  As lame as I sometimes feel still living in my parent's basement, the hardest part about it all is that there's nothing that Brad and I have ever figured that we can complain about.  My parents are just that awesome, and they've been that awesome.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Seven Days of Gratitude, Part 2

  1. When George was very young, we took him to quite a few movies.  So long as they were fairly mellow, he was great!  Last November, we took George to see Frozen.  Yeah, no.  He couldn't even make it past the ice cutters, poor dude!  Since then, we haven't tried taking him to a movie again, until yesterday.  On Tuesdays at our local theater, they've been doing five dollar days--any movie, any time, five bucks.  We, along with my family, decided to hit up that awesome deal to go see The Giver--a fairly mellow movie, right?  So, we choose front row seats so George could crawl around with his toys when he wasn't watching the movie.  He was doing great with pre-show previews.  Here we were thinking, "It's going to work!"  First preview comes on--some show about a bear--and he went up and sat by Brad on the theater seats.  He was eating pizza crust (from the three dollar Pizza Hut pizzas they also offer on Tuesdays), and he was actually laughing.  I was like, "DUDE.  We did this!  It worked!  We can take him to movies again!"

    Then, in that first trailer, a shower sprayer turns on, which just-so-happens to be one of the greatest fears of our kid (no joke, he haaates them), and George freaks out.  Brad and I just started laughing.  Brad immediately scooped him up and took him outside, saving him from that shower head.  George watched a bit more of the movie (probably the first twenty minutes) before it was clear he was not cut out for the movie theater yet.

    This moment is something I'm grateful for because I am constantly pleased with my husband, my son, and how we work together.  In everything that happened, there was never frustration, or anger, or anything negative.  There was literally just, "Okay, this is what we've got to do," and we all worked together and we did it.  I don't even know if this makes sense to anyone but me.  For me that moment was something to be grateful for because, in what could've been some big ol' family freak-out, there was nothing but laughter and just getting the job done.  Brad took George home and told me to stay at that movie with my family, all with a smile.  I love that moment because it showed to me, "That's exactly what I want our family to be."  I'm grateful for that.

  2. Every Wednesday my sister comes over and we hang like homies.  I love Wednesdays.  I love Alix, she's my best friend.  I feel nothing but grateful that I am lucky enough to have a great relationship with my older sister.  More and more I've seen that people just don't have that sort of relationship with their siblings, and every week I'm reminded how awesome I have it.  My sister is amazing.  She's hilarious, smart, kind, giving, thoughtful.  We can talk about silly topics like the deeper character meanings behind Witches of East End (trust me, it's totally there), while in the same conversation talking about deeper issues on our minds.  We aren't the same person, we don't have all the same opinions or thoughts or ideas, but we don't feel the need to tip-toe around each other.  We don't argue, we just talk.  We can be open and totally honest with each other.  She loves me past my faults, and I love her past hers.  My sister is, again, my total best bud and because of that I love Wednesdays.

  3. As a very simple and last bit of gratitude, I just love George's personality.  He's such his dad, but he's so much like me at the same time.  He's silly, he's completely his own person, and he's definitely got his own opinion.  He thrives on people like Brad, but at the same time doesn't like large groups of people or people who enter his bubble too quickly, like me.  He loves to people watch--something both Brad and I love to do.  But George is still all his own.  He's such an individual, he's no ham and doesn't care what anyone would like him to perform, he'll do it when he wants to.  He's so smart and just so thoughtful.  He analyzes everything he's given.  He wants to look at things from every angle.  He's his own person, and I am grateful for that because man, it makes us smile!

    I mean, dude, look at his new thing where his lounges like a rich guy everywhere. It's hilarious. And it's so him.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Seven Days of Gratitude, Part 1

So, we had to let go of the house.  I basically want to pound out random letters and numbers on the keyboard to adequately express my feelings concerning this, but I'll save your eyes on that one.  Basically, it sucks.  It all came down to one stupid litigation issue the stupid HOA in the stupid Ranches is dealing with and thus USDA refuses to finance it.  And with potential liens against our would-be future home... yeah, we had to walk.  And it sucks butt.

On the very day that we had to sign the cancellation document (I hated that moment), my best friend challenged me to one of those Facebook post-a-status-of-three-things-your-grateful-for-each-day-for-seven-days things.  And, you know what?  It came at the very moment that needed to be doing so.  Rather than doing it on Facebook, I'm doing is here, because I want to document this better.  Because I need to remember this.  I need to remember that even when things don't go the way we hoped, we have to remember all the things that did.  And also, I'm terrible at limiting my words.  Yep.

  1. I hit the luckiest week of shopping EVER.  Seriously.  I purchased six dresses, each for under $5, as well as the Green Pouches for babies I found six-packs of for $8 each.  All brand new.  Because the shopping peoples above smiled down upon me.  It was epic.

  2. I GRADUATED FROM COLLEGE.  Yes, it finally happened!  I'm so grateful to be done!  Seriously.  So, so, so grateful.  And it was actually a really nice, non-boring graduation ceremony.  Brad's was sort of the longest, most draw-out thing ever (poor kid), so that could be why mine seemed so pleasant.  As in, not-over-two-hours-and-STILL-going.

  3. I am just so grateful for Bradley.  His positivity and faith has been such a blessing through every step of this horrendous process that now has us back at square one.  We may be back at the beginning, but I'm just so happy it's with him.  He makes me laugh, he let's me cry, and he brings me comfort.  I love that man, he's not only ridiculous beautiful, but he makes me a better person like no one else can.  I can never be grateful enough for him.

George at One Year, Part Two

Holy cow, it's incredible how fast kids learn things.  This month was insane.  George just started picking up new things left and right and we were left saying, "Where did that come from?" over and over again.  It's been epic and just SO fun because George just seems to be picking up steam!

Basically, George just started talking.  Out of the blue.  Which is an awesome way to phrase that, because his first word (like, legit-first-word) was "blue".  Then "dog".  Then"grandpa".  Then "grandma", "all done", "yellow", "red", "purple", "banana", "yum"... there's a new word basically every day and it's SO.  COOL.  It's so amazing.  But if you, like, want him to learn a word (as in anything for George), he won't do it.  I've been working super hard on "please" and "thank you", but yeah, he won't have it.  Oh well.  He'll just pop up and do it randomly, that's just how he works.

As an example of randomly, on our third wedding anniversary George absolutely, positively randomly started climbing stairs.  And not like, "Oh, I think I'll practice climbing stairs now."  No.  He just climbed a whole flight of stairs at once.  Just thought, "Hey, I'm going to do that," and did it.  No practice beforehand.  He had crawled up two steps twice way in the past, and that's it.  This kid is so random.  He gives us no warning, just does it.

The stair thing was slightly horrible at first because it was all we did.  All day long.  Over and over and over and over again--climb two full flights of stairs.  Just repeatedly.  If I thought I got nothing done during the day before, it was nothing compared to the Week of Stairs.  Luckily we have since developed a protocol of whenever we got upstairs for lunch or to do laundry or whatever, George gets to climb the stairs to get there.  It's super nice because I don't have to carry his very heavy body around as much!

But now that I'm trying to teach him how to go down the stairs he--yes, you guessed it--will have none of that there teachin' from the likes of Mom.  One day in the future he'll just randomly do it.  He's strange.

HE EATS LIKE A BOSS AGAIN.  Oh my gosh, seriously, I took for granted how great of a eater he always was until he started being a super-non-good-eater.  Now he's a champ once again and I love it every day.  He just eats and eats and eats and it's amazing and we cheer have banquets honoring his eating habits and there are jousting tournaments and wenches and the whole nine yards... in my head.  Basically, it's just great.  It's so, so great.

However, a lovely new habit has developed.  When George is done with anything--food, bath time, whatever--he clears his area.  That may sound nice like, "Oh, how cute, he cleans up."  Yeah, more like he clears his tray by throwing all the food on the floor.  Seriously, you know he's done when he's dropping handfuls of whatever on the floor.  He's done with his bath when he starts clearing the tub of the toys, dumping them out the side.  It's an interesting phase.

George loves to go swimming.  When we swim, he thinks he's a big kid and that he can swim on his own.  He'll swim in his floatee for a while, ask to get out, then he'll swim in our arms for a while, and then he'll try to sort of push off or jump away like he's going to do it by himself all of a sudden.  Yeah, no.  Not yet, buddy.  You're sort of a baby, just an FYI.

George loves more than swimming--he just plain loves water.  So much.  He finds it everywhere, especially in the dog's water dish.  If he can figure out a way to splash in something, he will.

Saturday, August 2, 2014

Baileys Lately #2

  • There hasn't been much writing on our part because we've been working through the ever-stressful and never-ending process that is buying a home.  Or rather, attempting to.  There's been a lot of bumps (psshh, short sales.  So complicated).  We're working through the current one of wondering whether our financing will kick through by the financing deadline.  We're approved, but USDA Rural Loans are like... slower than dirt to kick it back.  So yep.  We'll see what happens, I suppose.  But basically we wait, hope for the best, and if it doesn't come through in time here's hoping the bank will budge for an extension.  They're buttleys about giving more time, to say the least.
  • Poor George B. got a cold this past week and was up till all-hours for two nights.  Luckily I figured it out fast enough and had the random thought to try the vapo-rub-on-feet-with-socks thing that I keep seeing on Pinterest and whatnot and hey, what do you know, it totally works!  Seriously, like freaking magic!  Note to self (and all mothers):  When in doubt, vapo-and-sock it.  Seriously.  It helped that little man so much.  The very next night he was sleeping like normal.  Poor kid.
  • We went through a dry-spell of really getting out and moving because George was sick and we were tired, but not that he's feeling better we've picked it up again and are back to bike rides, walks, and now swimming!  Oh man, we love swimming.  We've gone three times this week so far.
  • Bradley decided to move to the Provo DWS office and he's been loving it.  And it's a shorter and far more pleasant commute.  We're not sure why we didn't choose the Provo office in the first place, but I think that they wanted him at the Salt Lake office?  I don't remember?  We would've absolutely have chosen the Provo office in the first place because then we wouldn't have had to move!  Pretty sure they hired him to be at the Salt Lake office.  Yeah.  I'm babbling now.  Basically, Brad's through the one-year probation, he loves his job, his bosses love him, and he's doing amazing.  And also got his sweet raise.  So we're happy!  Now if we can just get the freakin' townhome to be our new sugar baby... that'd be awesome.
  • So, um, they're re-broadcasting Sailor Moon from the beginning on Hulu Plus.  I'm sort of dying of the geeking-out-ness.  Just finished watching the whole Naru/Nephrite arc.  Just.  Awesome.  Totally cried.
  • New bullet point for the NEW Sailor Moon (also airing on Hulu Plus).  LOVE IT.  Seriously.  Just... pinch me.  Watching it in conjunction with watching the original is just about the greatest thing ever.  This is definitely the Summer of the Nerds.
  • Really, we've been watching a lot of anime this summer.  Bleach, Naruto, Sailor Moon, and a bunch of one-season animes.  It's basically the best.
  • Continuing on me basically announcing how much late-night TV show watching we do, Gravity Falls season two is out and WE'RE SO EXCITED.  If you haven't watched that show... it's just epic.  You need to watch it.  Seriously.
  • Let's round off the TV talk by stating that I'm re-watching The Killing from the beginning, and it's also epic.  The end.
  • For Salt Lake Comic Con, Bradley decided that he wanted to be Captain America, so he's been creating the shield from an old Dish satellite that we bought for $15 off of KSL, and he's sort of digging the process.  Seriously, he's loving it.  And wants to make a Captain America mask.  Then, for Halloween, he wants to construct Lucius Malfoy's staff/wand.  Which is sort of super awesome.
  • Basically we just really, really, really, really, really want that townhome.  The wait and not knowing about the financing is agonizing.  (Drama!)
  • It's pretty obvious getting the townhome is all I can think about.
  • My sister's dog had puppies and we took one.  His name is Bane.  He's super duper adorable.  He's a super good dog.  But, you know, he's a puppy.  So he also drives me nuts.  Puppy = second one year-old.  Truly.  It's okay, he's cute.  Not as cute as George, but still very cute.  We sort of like Bane.  My dad is a total sucker for him, it's funny.
  • I caught whatever George had.  It sucks.  Luckily it caught on right as the weekend began, so Brad's been here to help me as I'm sort of pathetic.  We went on a bike ride tonight and I can't even begin to explain how slow I was going.  I made it the whole two miles we always do, though!  So yeah.  There you go.
  • OH MY GOSH.  Want to hear the best news ever?  You do?!  (No, we didn't magically get the house in the course of writing this.  Sad.  Total downer.)  BUT HEY.  I am officially a bachelors degree holder/BYU almuna!  YES.  ME.  I took my final on July 21st and I totally passed and totally got an A in my final class ever.  Well, of my bachelors.  I don't want to think of school for a while, but perhaps one psychotic day I'll have a mental breakdown and sign up for my masters.  Possibly in Library Science.  But for now, I am a graduate of Brigham Young University in a Bachelors in American Studies.  (Which, seriously, was the best degree ever.  You know you chose the right degree when you loved writing your giant capstone paper.)