Ear Tubes

Dagny with her daddy.

Dagny had tubes put in her ears on Monday. I definitely think the experience was harder on Noah and I then it was on Dagny and luckily everything went well. I was pretty much holding tears back the entire time because I am a forever pessimist and could only think of all the possible bad things that could happen. When they put her in the little wagon and wheeled her through the double doors I nearly collapsed right there. She was so funny because she didn't even look back at us, she kept saying hi to all the nurses that met her. She looked super cute in her hospital gown even though she didn't like it very much. Thank heavens it's all over and hopefully her ear infections will diminish in numbers as well.

Dagny in her wagon.

Mr. Fix-it Man

Ever since we moved into our house I've been slowly going insane by our leaky faucet. I kept asking Noah if he could figure out how to fix it and he said he would when he found the time to do it. We moved in in June and it's almost the end of October. The leak mutated from a drip to a steady stream of water. I got the water bill for the past two months and it seriously went up $20 and I think the leaky faucet was the culprit! So I thought I would be Rosie the Riveter and fix the sink myself. I watched three videos on the internet and was ready to go. I turned the water off and took the handle off and thought I found the piece with the worn down washer. I went to Home Depot and the plumbing guy looked at me with pity and asked me if I'd forgotten a piece to the part. I insisted that I did not and he handed me a package of washers. I'm pretty sure he knew I'd be back shopping for an entire new faucet, but he was nice enough not to say that. I went home to attack the sink again and found that I could not figure out how to put the sink back together. I admitted defeat and woke Noah up with the statement, "I can't figure out how to put the sink back together". Needless to say, he wasn't that happy. Eventually I started crying because I thought he was mad at me for breaking the faucet. He insisted that he wasn't mad and went to Home Depot to buy a new faucet. After an hour of figuring everything out, my Mr. Fix-it man fixed our sink with a brand new faucet. It has the little detachable hose so that I can bathe our babies in the sink! I'm very excited. The best part was while Noah was trying very hard to wedge himself underneath the sink I looked down and noticed that he very fittingly had a plumber's crack! So the moral of this story is to get something done in the house all you have to do is break it and then cry. If your husband is anything like mine, you'll always get your way:).

Furnace Fiasco and Ear Infections

So last week I called a furnace man to come turn our pilot light on and green sticker our furnace and water heater. After his inspection he comes back upstairs and notifies us that by law he cannot turn our heater on because there are a number of things wrong with it, including a gas leak. Mind you, our house was built in 1979 and our furnace is the original furnace. I was bewildered because I figured when our house was inspected something like a gas leak would have come up in the conversation. But it didn't. So I called our home warranty company and of course they couldn't get a guy to come out until after the freezing cold, snowy weekend. We've been freezing. Luckily some awesome members of our ward donated space heaters so we wouldn't become people icicles during the night. Finally the warranty man came and told us that we would need a brand new furnace (YEAH!), but that it won't arrive until next week. Luckily the weather is warming up somewhat this week. Also, our home warranty covers the purchase of the furnace, we only have to pay for minor parts and service. So I guess it's good news and bad news. I'm thinking, why didn't I call a furnace guy when we moved into our house in June? I'll tell you why, I'm a retard.

Dagny's nose started running last week so I took her to the doctor a few days later when it turned into a yucky cough and she has double ear infections. That makes number 7 or 8 for her (I've lost count), so lucky her, she gets to go to an ENT (ear, nose, and throat specialist) and get tubes put in her eyes. That really wasn't much of a surprise considering nearly every sibling in Noah's family had tubes put in their ears. But I hate seeing Dagny sick and I am not excited for minor surgery. I have become a skeptic of the medical world and don't really trust them. I think it's just a big money making conspiracy that takes advantage of poor ignorant people like myself. But if it means that Dagny won't get as many ear infections and save her hearing then I'll give it a try.

New Calling

Ok, so I'm really excited about my new calling. The bishopric kept calling me and talking to me about callings, but it took forever for our records to get transferred and they can't extend a calling until you're "officially" in the ward. So finally, after some false alarm callings (activity days leader and piano player-I can't even play the piano!) I receive the calling of...the laurel advisor! I absolutely loved young women's in my ward growing up. I had some of the most amazing leaders and for the most part all of us girls were friends. This is super lame, but I have dreamed of this calling because I am such a firm believer in the inspiration behind the Young Women's program. My first Sunday in Young Women's went pretty well except the first thing that I found out from one of my laurels is that she knows my husband's little brother. I called him when I got home from church because I just knew that he had probably made out with her and broke her heart or something. I won't tell the whole story, but some drama occurred between them and is still unresolved. I hated boys like my little brother in law when I was in high school, but I love him to pieces now, and I could have punched him right in the face when I found out what went down with him and this girl. I already feel so protective of these girls and I don't even know them. I'm really nervous for this calling because I am by no means a perfect example for these girls. I have to remember that it is important to be their friend, but most importantly I'm their leader and there's a line that can't be crossed. I've developed the bad habit of swearing and I'm nervous that a cuss word is going to slip out in the middle of my lesson or something. Anyways, I'm excited and nervous and so many other feelings, but first I need to start being an example and hopefully I can be the same type of leader that my leaders were to me when I was in young women's.

A Reality Check

So I guess I got a little dose of reality today and it frightened me quite a bit. A friend of my husband's lives in Texas and is a cop. Yesterday he was managing traffic during road construction on foot and an 18 wheeler crashed into him and fell on top of him. His left leg is crushed and runs the risk of amputation, his left arm is broken and has 3rd degree burns on it, and he had bleeding in his brain. His wife called and said that the doctors are optimistic about the situation and he should be ok. But oh my gosh! I guess you never really know what could happen until it happens to somebody else. Now logically I know that Noah doesn't run a huge risk of getting hurt like that because his job description is basically a security guard for the major government buildings. I've never been nervous about him going to work and getting hurt. But then I just thought, what if he does? Our family would be taken care of financially because Noah works for the state and has really good benefits, but still, it's a scary thought. Cops are targets for those crazies out there. Noah wears a bullet proof vest every day, but one day I asked him what would happen if they shot him in the face. Do you know what he said? He'd die. I wish he could walk around in some sort of bullet proof suit. No worries there. I guess when it comes down to it, life is really fragile. We could die at any time. I suppose when it comes down to it we're all constantly in the process of slowly dying. Way to have an optimistic outlook on life, huh?