Thank You Target Pharmacist

I had to get a prescription filled on Monday and since we were already in Vegas and had to stop at Target I went to their pharmacy.  Since our deductible starts over at the beginning of the year and we have not met it yet we have to pay full price on all our meds until we hit the big 2500.  My prescription would have cost $137 but since Target will price match-a small fact that I did not know-the pharmacist price matched it with Costco and gave it to me for $23.  HOLY COW!  I will definitely drive to Vegas and get my prescriptions at Target because of their great price matching policy.  The stupid pharmacy in Overton does nothing like that and you are just stuck paying whatever they charge you because you need the meds.  Well a trip to Vegas is worth $120 and there's an In and Out Burger right there so it's a win/win!

Valentine's Day

We gave the kids these Reese's Hearts for Valentine's Day and gave out these frosted sugar cookies to some neighbors.  Cayden is the only one left who has Valentine's parties at school but I was sick so I did not go.  They each got a mailbox to put their valentines in and he was super excited to dump them all out on the counter when he got home.  Don had been in Dallas during the week and he brought me home two bags of Polar Bear Paws and chocolate hearts for the boys.  I gave him Reese's Hearts too. 

A Miracle

Cody cleaned and vacuumed his room.  Since I don't know when or if this will ever happen again I took a picture.

The Bane of My Existence

The culprit

Not the original intent but you get the idea.

 Back in the summer I bought Cayden this sparkly blue piece of material.  It was supposed to be for a super hero cape but it turned into a dress, a scarf, a headdress and part of this lovely ensemble around Christmas.  Only about a month or two after I bought it, it started shedding the little blue sparkles EVERYWHERE!  Finally a few day after this picture in December I had had enough of finding those little beauties all over my house and my car that I tossed it.  I am still finding these little bits of blue.  They hide in the carpet, they hide in the rugs.  They come out just after I vacuum the floors to taunt me with their sparkliness.  They catch the light when I open the toy box and they surface in the tote of Legos.  I think they are conspiring against me to make me crazy. 

Birthday Boy

Sunday February 6 was Cayden's birthday but we started celebrating on Friday.  I took cupcakes in to his classroom at school and then we picked him up after school to go to Cheesecake Factory for dinner.  He ate a bowl of croutons, a lot of bread and butter, pasta and Oreo cheesecake.  We went to Target so that he could spend his money from Grandma Penny.  He bought a Mickey Mouse movie and a small Lego set.

A bowl of croutons.

He loves balloons!

He blew out all the candles-again 1+8=9.

Saturday we did not do much to celebrate other than buy him balloons and pick up his cake.  Sunday morning we had pancakes and bacon for breakfast and then he wanted to open his presents.  He got a Zhuzhu pet, Just Dance for the Wii, 2 pooh bear books, and that thing that mounts to the bathroom wall and squirts toothpaste onto your toothbrush.  Grandma Dottie gave him new headphones and some money to go and get ice cream.  The Zundels gave him some cool Legos and he is decided what he wants to buy with his Amazon giftcard from the Pitts family.  After church we came home and had his birthday dinner of chicken wings and angel hair pasta.  Mostly chicken wings though.  Some of the family ate hot dogs and some of us ate bruschetta.  It was sort of a mishmash because of the Super Bowl and all.  Grandma Dottie and Grandpa Don came over for cake and ice cream.
Here are 9 things about Cayden Kelly Adams.
1.  We call him Squish, Goose, and Bucket.
2.  He loves hamburgers, Eggos and McDonald's pancakes.
3.  He does not like cheese and is the only kid I know who does not like pizza.
4.  He says the funniest things.
5.  He will apologize even if it has been a few hours since he did whatever it was that he needed to apologize for.
6.  He loves Legos, Winnie the Pooh and Mickey Mouse Club House.
7.  He loves loves loves Disneyland.
8.  He is always making noise-usually singing something or another.  He is probably one of the very few 9 year olds on the planet who knows almost all the songs from Little Shop of Horrors and Phantom and even a few from Sweeeny Todd.
9.  He is a homebody.  He would much rather stay home than go anywhere.
We love you lots and lots Cayden Kelly and you always make me smile.

17 Years

My dad died 17 years ago today.  I have thought about him alot the last few days, more especially yesterday when my friend's (Mindy Leavitt) dad passed away and then alot today.  Here are 17 things that I can remember about him.
1.  He took us all to Yellowstone in our big gray van hooked up to our camp trailer.
2.  He ordered coal every winter to burn in our fireplace.
3.  One year, a day or two before Christmas I found him in my room drilling a hole in the wall between my parents room and my room and pulling wires through.  He was connecting a phone line to my room.  That was the year I got a turquoise blue phone.
4.  He had a money clip.  It was gold and had an S on it with crystals or diamonds or something set in it.  The "S" was for Southland Coorporation who he worked for.  They were the company that owned 7-11.
5.  He roto-tilled our garden every spring.
6.  He built us a cool playhouse.
7.  He always gave my mom and all of us girls corsages for Mother's Day.
8.  He used to work in the basement with our neighbor Paul Uri.  They were building a computer.
9.  I can see him the day the basement flooded in the front yard of our house digging through the snow that was about a foot deep, looking for the water main to shut off the water.
10.  He had a red Nissan Pulsar that I totally loved to drive.  Erin and I almost drove to Evanston in it one time but I got nervous so we turned around.
11.   He wanted to video tape everything.  We had to wait for him to get the video camera set up on the tripod before we could come out to see what Santa or the Easter bunny brought.
12.  He liked our hair all curly for Sunday so my mom would wash our hair in the sink and spend the evening rolling it in pink curlers.
13.  He always had a black plastic comb in his back pocket.
14. He did not like to hunt or fish.
15.  He had 1000 long sleeved dress shirts that I got paid 50 cents each to iron on Saturdays.  I hated it.
16.  He was a runner.  He ran lots of marathons.
17.  He was always bringing home new and interesting treats because he was the buyer for 7-11 and the companies gave him samples to try. 
Love you and miss you dad.

Good Intentions Part II

So today I did make dinner for a good friend and her family.  Her dad passed away yesterday.  I got the phone call from the Compassionate Service Leader around 8:30 and decided what I wanted to do.  I was thinking about it all day.  I went to the store around 1 and got started cooking about 2.  I was in the kitchen from 2-5 when I took the dinner over to them.  I made a TON of Baked Rigatoni-our family Baked Ziti recipe but our store never has Ziti.  I always over plan, over buy and over cook so I end up being able to feed lots more than what I need to.  I had to feed about 25 people for my friend and then my family but I ended up with enough to feed all of them, all of us, our neighbor family of 4 and a lady I visit teach and her husband.  Here's the thing-in all the time I spent thinking about what I needed to do, how much I needed to buyand then cooking and trying to decide who to take the extra to, she-who-must-not-be-named never once entered my mind UNTIL I am at the door of our neighbor's  house with pasta in hand pushing THEIR doorbell.  I don't get it.  I just don't know what I am supposed to do here.  When I told my husband he was thoughtful but then I told him this. I said that I had been thinking that I needed to take her dinner a few times but I had also been thinking what I was going to say when I did.  This is what I decided.  When she opens the door I will hand her the pan of food and say "I am trying really hard not to hate you so I brought you dinner.  Have a nice night."  After telling my husband that part he told me that maybe that was not the best thing to say and since that is what I wanted to say, maybe my good intentions would not be accepted.  Ok good point.  I guess when I have something nice to say then I will be prompted to take her dinner and actually be able to follow through on it.