Thanksgiving Day

I have been waiting for this day for a long time. I love Thanksgiving food and smells. There is nothing like a juicy, moist turkey accompanied by a heap of mashed potatoes/gravy, homemade roll and PIE. Thanksgiving this year was so different than in years past. Instead of eating two Thanksgiving meals, one with the Olson's and one with the Thorpe's, and being surrounded by many nieces and nephews, we spent turkey day in Utah because travelling was out of the question. Fortunately Joey has relatives that live here so we weren't totally alone and I didn't have to make the expected Thanksgiving meal. I don't even think that our little kitchen would have had the capacity to make it all.
We had a great time with Uncle Reed and Aunt Bobbie and meeting/getting to know cousins (Lisa, Greg and family and Holly and Quentin) that Joey hasn't seen since he was a little guy. They were all so nice and I even made a Christmas craft with the ladies. I felt pretty good about myself once it was completed and now it sits in our living room as the only Christmas decoration...for now.
I am now 36-weeks along in my pregnancy and anticipate the arrival of our daughter. I truly believe that the Lord makes the last few weeks as uncomfortable as possible so that we look forward to the labor and delivery; otherwise we might want to keep these little ones inside of us.

Flag Football

One of the best things about being at BYU is playing intramural sports. Unfortunately I have not been able to join in the fun of playing but I have been able to go to a handful of flag football games to watch a bunch of "old" men from the MBA program play against much younger men. It is a blast and Joey's team is now in the championship game in the end of the season tournament. I love watching Joey play sports; especially when he wins. Not to brag, but I am going to, in the last two games Joey has made the winning touchdown with only seconds remaining in the game. His teammates called him Reggie Bush as he dove into the endzone to score. The other wives and I cheer the team on and get a little fiesty on the sidelines when the refs make bogus calls or when someone tries to mess with our husbands. It will be sad when the season ends but I don't know how much more "the baby" can handle me jumping up and down and screaming at the team, "GO, GO GO!!!"

My baby walking on to the field to take care of business

Such focus and determination

What an incredible catch for the winning touchdown

It's a sad day in my "baseball" life

November 12, 2008 was a sad day for me and my "baseball" life. As most of you know, I have truly enjoyed watching the Rockies play since the the former left-fielder Matt Holliday made his MLB debut four years ago. On the 12th Holliday was traded to the Oakland A's. Although it was devastating news, it has been a rumor for so long that I was expecting it. At least he went to the A's instead of the Yankees, Phillies, or Cubs; the few teams I despise. I'm not quite sure what kind of reception I will give him if the A's ever play the Rockies in an interleague game. I would like to cheer for him still but the fact that he left the Rockies over money makes me a little sad. I guess it wasn't enough for him to be making $23 million in two years ($9.5m in 2008 and $13.5m in 2009). Why are professional sports all about the money? What happened to playing the game because you loved it; you eat, sleep and basically live for the sport. Well best of luck to him...but who am I going to stare at and scream at the top of my lungs for come April?

Playing at the park

Over the weekend of November 2nd my parents came for a lovely visit and to be a part of Eisley's blessing. While here I asked papa "o" to take some pictures for me and for the baby. We decided to go to a park and play around while my dad snapped some great shots. I had a lot of fun but was accused of taking away Joey's man card because I made him take "maternity" pictures with me. He said that we didn't need to take "engagement-like" pictures again, I was already pregnant. I thought that was pretty funny so I told him he didn't have to take any more pictures. Joey was a good sport about it; just one of the reasons why I love the man.
I'm coming up on 34 weeks and truly looking forward to having this baby. I feel like making a countdown chain like I used to do for Christmas; since my due date is right around that time I think it is a great idea. Then every night before going to bed I can rip off a link until the day the baby comes!!!!