Days of the week

Ev and I have our own systems to know what day of the week it is- who needs calendars. Evan counts how many pairs of shoes I have in the front room and I count bowls that Ev has in the dishwasher! Our system works pretty well.  ** And yes if you look closely, I did wear boots and sandals in the same week.  It is UTAH for Pete's sake. 

Brain Washed

Have you ever seen that episode of The Office were Jim trains Dwight to want a breath mint every time his computer dings? Well I am pretty sure that I trained Evan's brain to want cookies whenever he wakes up from a nap! Almost every Sunday I bake- of course except yesterday because we were out of butter and eggs. Well, Ev woke up from his nap and asked for cookies! So we called up some neighbors and found butter and eggs so he can have his Sunday cookies.

California here I come

One week from today I will be sitting on the BEACH in California for one last hoora with my little bro before he leaves for war.

No More Surgery

YEAH! I went to the doctor's office again today to set up a time and date for my surgery and the doctor cleared me for sports, running, and pretty much anything I want to do. My tendons began to repair themselves- which he has never seen and he has been practicing podiatry for 20+ years. Thanks everyone for all of your thoughts and prayers. They mean a lot to me. I just hope that between now and my next check-up in six months I don't do anything stupid again. Wish me luck...

Happy Birthday Ev

You've had a birthday shout, HOORAY! I want to sing to you today, one year older and wiser to, Happy Birthday to you.

New Blog Address

We changed our blog address. For a few weeks you will be redirected to the new site.

The new address is evanlovesheather.blogspot.com

The Curse

Good-bye cute shoes. Good-bye sports, the gym, and walking around the mall for hours. Good-bye being able to run errands in a timely manner. Good-bye skinny jeans with my new boots. Good-bye flats in the snow with no traction.

The curse of soccer has once again hit our family. Evan tore his ACL during the first soccer game of the season last year, so when he made it through our first soccer game this year healthy as can be- we were excited. But... I did not! I thought that I just sprained my ankle. A few weeks later and I am still sore and swollen so I went to the doctor yesturday. I tore a few ligaments and now I have to have surgery. Why do we play stupid sports like soccer? Wish me luck, I do not do well with pain. Once the swelling goes down I will be able to make an appointment for the big event...

At least it is my turn to be babied by my spouse!