Grown Ups

I didn't have extremely high hopes going into this movie, but I kept trying to remember that there aren't really any Adam Sandler movies I don't like. (Besides Little Nicky. Blech.) So I stayed positive. And I'm glad I did. It wasn't like the most amazing comedy writing ever. Or even the best story-line. But it seemed true to real life. Like these friends get together after many years and just rip on each other. It was just like our group of friends! So I could totally relate and I liked it just fine.

Is it wrong that I've had a crush on Adam Sandler since Billy Madison? Don't know what it is.

Cat's Outta The Bag

It's been so hard keeping this in for the last several weeks! But now it's all over Facebook, so there are no more secrets.

Yup, we're finally pregnant! It feels like we've been trying forever. In all actuality, it's been almost 3 years. Which I realize is a blip in time in the grand scheme of things. But when you want something so bad, it's really hard to be patient.

We were at a point where we had decided that if by August, we still weren't having any luck, then we would seek out fertility treatments. Seems as soon as we made that decision, the little booger popped up. We were very reserved at first to make any big plans or get too excited because we've been down that road before. And it's a bit of a heartbreak when it doesn't work out. So we waited and waited - hoping for the best, but expecting the worst. I was very anxious and nervous for every little thing my body felt. In fact, I still am. I just want everything to go well. And it's terrifying reading about all the things that can go wrong! So I just have to relax and let things happen. And be grateful for each day that goes by without a hitch.

I had my ultrasound at 10 weeks, 5 days. It was kind of an incredible experience. We saw the heartbeat and that little beanie baby was just wiggling all around, doing a little dance. It was so cool. We laughed and cried and finally felt like it was really happening.

The first 3 months have not been all fun and games though. I've always heard the pregnancy stories that you'll be tired and barfy and all that. But oh man. It's like I've lost control over my whole body. I'm not just tired. I'm completely exhausted. Like all the time. My morning sickness wasn't as bad as some, but I had my fair share. (When puke comes out your nose, that's a whole new experience. Gross!) My allergies have been kicking my butt because my allergy medication is not approved for pregnancy. And my food aversions have left me pretty picky. The only thing that sounds good to me is french fries. Or potato chips. I tolerate other things, but I'm hoping in the next few months I'll be able to eat much healthier. I have gone through guilt for eating poorly and being lazy, but I'm learning that for some, it just goes with the territory. So I'm counting on that 2nd trimester to help me feel more normal. Fingers crossed.

So here we go. A new path in our life. We are excited and nervous. We hope throwing a baby in the mix doesn't mess up our happy marriage. And we sure hope we don't mess up the poor kid! It'll be an adventure if nothing else. Wish us luck!

Father's Day

It's an interesting day for me. It brings up both happy thoughts and sad.

Obviously I first think about my own Dad. We don't have the best relationship now that we are both grown-ups. And sometimes it makes me sad. But for some reason, even with our faults and frustrations, I still think of my Dad in a positive light. I remember how he was the first 17 years of my life, and not how he changed after my parents' divorce. I remember him being fun. And full of excitement. He loved to scuba dive and bring home weird fish and crabs and all kinds of things from the depths of the ocean. He loved going to amusement parks and riding roller coasters. He loved to eat. I get my love of food from him. He always joked and made people laugh. He liked to tease us and scare us and tickle us until we'd giggle hysterically. He was always really good about taking home movies that we still watch to this day. He walked me down the aisle at my wedding and gave me a hug so strong, I thought I'd break. So those are the good things I remember about him. And even now, with past hurts, when we see each other, he still makes me laugh and just wants to have fun. I do wish he lived closer and was more involved in our lives. But I've also learned that I can't control his choices and sometimes we have to accept people just as they are. My Dad has taught me a lot about life and a lot about myself. Through good and bad, he has helped shape the person I am today. And I'm pretty awesome, so he did something right. HAHA. I always carry the hope that someday things will get better for us.

The next Father that came into my life was my Step-dad. Wow, did I hate him. For a long time. And that was no secret. I did not welcome him into our family with open arms. But over the years, I have learned more about who he is and where he comes from. He has a surprising gentle side unlike any other. He loves to BBQ. He's an excellent grandfather. He repeats his jokes all the time. He provided a great home and environment for my Mom and my younger siblings to grow up in. After all our issues and how poorly I treated him, he understood. And when I needed to move back home to save up money, he welcomed me in and helped me out. That's when our relationship changed. As adults, we can look at each other and respect each other. And I appreciate all he's done.

Another Father I have is my Father-In-Law. He is quite the character. He is loved by millions, and I'm serious when I say that. Everyone he comes in contact with - he brightens their day. He is funny and sweet. He has such a caring heart. He has a really thick Armenian accent, which just makes him more fun to talk to. He can talk your ear off about the old days in Jerusalem or when he worked for the King of Jordan or when he lived in the desert or when he went to college at Brooks Institute. He followed his passions and worked as a photographer for many years as well as a jeweler. Unfortunately, his dreams got cut short and he went out of business. He is still hurt by that, but always encourages my husband and I to work hard and follow our dreams. His only worry is that we live happy lives. Even though he has no money, he still asks every time we see him "Do you need anything? Do you have money?" He is the kindest soul I have ever met. And I'm so glad his son takes after him!

Then there is my husband. Not a Daddy just yet. But oh my gosh. I know he will be amazing. I have no doubt in my mind. He is an incredible man who works so hard to provide us with a great life. And I feel like I've watched him become that man. We met when we were so young and even then he always worked hard for the things he wanted. He makes me laugh every day. He has a filthy, filthy mouth. He loves to relax, but also enjoys a good camping trip or road trip here and there. One of our favorite things to do together is travel. There are so many places we want to see. He leaves his clothes everywhere, but always does the dishes without batting an eye. He gets more handsome all the time. I can't wait to see him with kids. He's never really been around them, but the way he is with my nephew - its honestly adorable. He turns into a big pile of goo. It will be fun having a family with him.

So these are the Father's in my life. We've all shared good times and bad. And they've all taught me valuable things. I wish them all a Happy Father's Day. XOXOXO

Toy Story 3

With all the movies we've been seeing, I'm pretty sure Sour Patch Kids will be the death of me. I can't stop eating them.

Regardless, I totally loved this movie. I mean, I kind of knew I would. I remember watching the first Toy Story over and over on VHS with my brother. And I was 17! So I've always been a fan of the franchise. Can you believe that one came out 15 years ago? It's one of the few movies from 1995 that still feels relevant to me.

This third one was great too. Disney and Pixar have pretty much got their movies down to a science, and it gets me every time. I laughed, I cried. I even got scared in a couple parts. (Those old broken toys are really creepy! Haha.)

Honestly, can't think of anything I didn't like about it!

Lakers!

I'm one of those bandwagon fans who only watches basketball during the playoffs. And only if the Lakers are in it. So tonight, you know we'll be rooting for the purple and gold! GO L.A.!

I'm so gangster.

**UPDATE: Why do idiots have to embarrass L.A. by rioting? This makes no sense!!!!! Can't we just enjoy a win with dignity?