Cereal Bowl

John doesn't always give himself enough time to eat breakfast in the morning, but when he dose it is usually cereal. He proceeds to pour himself a bowl that is already twice the size of a normal person's. Then if he still has time to spare, he will have a second human head sized bowl. He claims he dose this because he is hungry by lunch time. I'm fine with how much he eats, it's just expensive to eat that much. I try to encourage oatmeal or something else that is more satisfying, especially when oatmeal is way cheaper, but he just won't have that. It is too much work and he doesn't have time. I then kindly remind him that if he would get up when I woke him up he would have time. He doesn't like it when I do that. So anyway, for our anniversary I got him a new cereal bowl so he would only have to make one trip to the kitchen each morning.

Yes it was meant as a joke, but he has contemplated using it for that. It has now been officially deemed our popcorn bowl, it's a perfect size for that. Dad, when you come and visit again, you can use it for your ice cream, it might be big enough.

John got me wood for our anniversary. More to come on that.

5 Years

It was our five year anniversary this past Saturday. After John went and mowed someone else's yard, we spent the day vegging out. It was mostly movie watching and naps. John was sick and Addison is teething. I sware that girl can bite. We also had take out from Old Chicago, which is never as good as when you eat at the restaurant because everything just gets soggy. But here is an overview of the past 5 years:

We got married on September 20, 2003 in Casa Grande, AZ. We were sealed on July 13, 2005 in the San Diego Temple.

We have lived in 2 states, 2 cities and 3 different homes/apartment

John has had 3 jobs, I have had 5.

We have owned 6 different cars, 3 lawn mowers, and about 2 million DVDs

For travel destinations we have been to San Diego (of course), Newport Beach, CA (thanks mom and dad) and Chicago (thanks AIB) We still want to go every where else.

We have also had our first child. She is the best of both of us.

I have to say 5 years is a long time. Neither of us have loved every minute of it, but it has definitely been an interesting ride. We love all of our family and thank them all for the wonderful memories they have shared with us.

Holy Yeast

Yeah, so we got this in today to run some tests on. It is a picture of a regular sized container of yeast and one that is about 20lbs. We only need 1/3 of an ounce. Why someone would need that much instant yeast, I have no idea. (just to clarify, the baking industry usually uses some form of fresh yeast to do anything in significant quantities)

It's Official

I turned in my notice at work yesterday. Daycare ready or not, my last day of work at AIB is September 30th. I just feel stale here, and have for a while. I have learned what I came to learn here and that is bread. I feel like what was once my weakest point is now my strongest. I also hate watching my little girl grow through the stories of others. I have a friend who said it is so much easier on moms who work. I couldn't disagree more. I still have to do all the mom things when I get home, trying to shove them into the the 3 hours a day I get to spend with Addison. I also have a laundry list of house stuff, service stuff and calling stuff to do. It is harder. So I'm nervous and excited all at the same time.

I'm not writing this so people can congratulate me on my decision to be a "good mom." It has never been an issue of I wanted to work, trust me I want to be at home, it has been a money issue. I just wanted to let everyone know about it.

Manic

I just finished reading this book. It was great. It has taught me so much about myself. Before I kind of knew some warning signs of when I am getting down, but I never really thought about the ups. I am in no way blaming my behavior on my disease, I guess now I can simply understand it better. Here are some of my favorite quotes:

"How could I ever hope to tell a normal person about the terrors of being happy?"

I have always hated the way I act when I'm "in a really good mood" and have never understood way I sometime just blurt thing out that I regret later.

"When you're headed towards mania, the slightest sensation hot wires your nerves."

This is when I get in the most trouble. Some of my past mistakes happened because of this. It is also a time of extreme irritability, and when I usually get into fights with people.

"The cruelest curse of the disease is also its most sacred promise: you will not feel this way forever."

Amen

I definitely recommend it to anyone who is bipolar or living with such a person. It just might help you too.

Our Furry Little Entertainer

This is how we are entertained at night.

Bed Time

Our swaddling days are over. Addison used to love to be all wrapped up and warm when she was put down to sleep. It was so easy too, all I had to do was swaddle her really tight (she is very strong) and wait until her eyes got a little droopy. She has gone to bed on her own for a while now and loves to doze off to the sounds of her mobile. Well lately she has started moving around a lot and I have found her with her head jammed into the corner of her crib and yelling because she won't roll over to her stomach (she can, just won't, we are working on that). When I find her like this she has usually kicked all the covers off of her. Last week I started doing a half swaddle mostly because she just brakes out of it in like 5 seconds anyway and that worked for a little bit. For 2 nights now all I have done is tucked her in with her arms out. It seems to be working great, it is just weird.

Last night was cute and Addison must have been really tired. She was pretty much ready for bed by 7 and was starting to rub her eyes. I got her bottle and took her to her room to start our bedtime routing. Well, she barely made it through the bottle. I laid her in bed gave her her pacifier. She had just enough energy to kind of roll to her side and look up at me as I covered her with a blanket before she was out. Man I wish every night was this easy.

I have loved to watch her grow and develop, but it is just so hard to see my little baby becoming an independent spirit. She is such an interesting mixture of both of us.