It's a BOY!

Disclaimer: If dog-lover stuff annoys you, you probably won't like this post.

Please welcome our little bundle of joy. This is Grizzly Adams...Frisby...We called him Griz. Griz is the newest Friz!

When we saw him we just thought he looked like a little bear cub. Look how huge his paws are! So instead of calling him Bear, like we've heard a lot before, we decided he's a lil' grizzly bear!

I guess I can't fool anyone. I thought more people would think I was preggers from the past post, but you know better don't you :)

Our first family picture. Ignore my hair.



Having a father-son moment

Grizzly's an Airedale. I'm aware that most people don't know what that looks like. They get big. And this one doesn't really look that big, but it's a cute shot. See how their coloring changes?


But for now he's a cute little puppy! Yay! We were going to pick up Griz today, but things worked out that we could go yesterday. I'm really glad we did, because although it was horribly rainy, road conditions would have been far worse today. We had a huuuuuge snow storm. And um, we had to drive over 4 hours to get him. He was waiting for us in Caldwell, Idaho. Just past Boise. I'd never been to Boise. It was exciting...actually not really because we just stopped at a gas station there.

So anyway, here's some pictures of our little guy playing in the snow. It was aDORable. He was probably wondering why last night it was hard on the ground, and today it was fluffy. He would get excited and jump (because the snow was deep) towards me.


Love that ear!
All tuckered out. We found out last night that he snores sometimes. But the funniest thing is that anytime you touch him while he's sleeping, he'll let out this really annoyed groan, like, "will you STOP I'm trying to get some shut-eye here!" Or he'll get groany and whimpery trying to find a more comfy position. Which is always an odd one, because he's a puppy(!)

There may be a no-dogs-on-the-sofa rule, but we haven't gotten him a bed or toys yet, and...well let's be honest, I've just been letting him do whatever he wants today.

He's a very good dog though. Even after just one night and half a day, he's learned that going outside means going potty. He had half an accident inside...but he's getting really good. And he pooped twice today in the snow! Yay!


I was gonna use this for the "it's a boy" picture. Because I'm really immature.


Ready to see the cutest thing of your entire life? Here's Grizzly playing in snow for the first time!




He's got that separation anxiety going on. There were lots of dogs where he was, and now he's just got me. So he's been following me everywhere. He was super cuddly in the car last night. When I showered this morning he cried the whole time, poor little guy. (sounds familiar, huh Andrea?)

Grizzly's really curious about everything. Watching me scroll up and down on a webpage makes him try to grab it. He got kinda anxious when he watched his own video, like maybe he had a friend behind the computer somewhere. He's watched TV a little bit. New sounds, especially loud ones really scare him. He's nervous for now, but I have a feeling he'll get pretty bold soon.

Well that's our little guy!

O Christmas Tree

Wow, I don't know what people did without TV or internet back in the day. We were pretty bored for the last week! The internet guy that came yesterday (YAY!) told me people just had lots of kids back then to stay occupied. Hilarious.

Well, we are officially moved in! It took us about 2.75 days to get all of our stuff across the street. I'll admit I still don't have everything put away. I don't know what to do with all this open space so if you have lots or picture frames, tables, or an extra bed, just let me know.

Last Saturday was super fun. I'd been bugging AJ about a Christmas tree. "Wanna cut one down? Or are you gonna make me one still?" Well Kevin (AJ's manager guy/buddy) invited us to cut down a tree with him and his family. I guess you can't cut down a Christmas tree in Utah, unless it's from one of those wimpy tree farms. Just kidding guys, don't get offended, I totally would have gone to a tree farm if I didn't find out you could go to a forest. IN IDAHO. Whoa we went all the way to Idaho! It was like 30 minutes away! Anyway, Kevin knew of a cool spot so we pulled over and went tree huntin' (with a permit of course).

You'd be surprised how hard it can be to find a Christmas tree in a forest. It was tempting to cut just the top off of a huge tree, since the tops were pretty awesome looking. It was also tough to find a decent one that would fit in our living room. Well after trudging around in the snow for a while, we came to this spot where there was a beam of sunlight shining on the top of just one tree. I said to AJ "wouldn't it be funny if that celestial-glory-looking tree were the ONE?" So he went and checked it out. It was our tree! It was symmetrical, not too full, not too wimpy...and the heavens were like "aaAAAAhhhhHHH!!!"

Then we got pizza and Kevin's 12 year old son pouted unless he could sit by me. Later, AJ told me Kevin's wife stopped by the shop and said their son thought I was just gorgeous. Hahaha!!! I've still got it!

Anyhoo. When we got home we decided we better measure the living room ceiling to make sure our tree would fit. Then we measured the tree. Yeah, it was huge. I think we highly underestimated the height when we were in the mountains. WELL good thing our huge dining room has a huge ceiling! And good thing we don't have anything else to put in there! We had to go buy an 8 ft. ladder so we could decorate the tree. Does that give you an idea of it's height? Okay okay, here's the pictures:

See? It's as high as the balcony thing.



AJ told me that "girls don't know how to climb up ladders" so here he is, being all manly. (if you know AJ you know not to take that remark seriously)


And I did THE REST. With the huge ladder. In your face.



I was afraid I wouldn't have enough ornaments, but between the hand-me-downs my mom mailed up to me, and the retro ornaments (they came in boxes that had 1960-something on them) from my great-grandma's house, I think I did pretty well. Oh yeah, and I bought a box of glass craft ornaments and decorated them myself. Saved a couple bucks, and they are definitely originals...


The one in front is one of the retro ones (so is the red one) and the circle-y one I made.

I couldn't find an angel or star that I really loved, so I figured that's one thing I can save for another year. Maybe AJ will make me a nice metal star.

In other news, we may be adding to our little family soon. I'll update everyone in a couple days :)

New place

I'm taking a break from moving to post some pictures of the place. It feels huge! And my favorite part is all the sunlight coming in. Our current place is so dark. When I got to the stairs, I thought someone left the lights on! Haha.

I couldn't get a good picture of the front since there's trees, so just imagine this, plus a 2-car garage to the left. Isn't the yellow way cuter than the dingy blue?



Standing in the living room, that sliding glass door is in the dining room.



Here's the garage. And that's like half of the door. And there's a window!


Upstairs hallway. Huge! Behind me is the balcony-thing

Balcony-thing. That wall paper is above the kitchen.



View from the balcony-thing.



K, here's an idea of how close we are to the old place. Or new place. Whatever. This view is from an upstairs bedroom. We were in the blue town home with our silver Honda in the driveway. Garbage day was 3 days ago by the way :)
The upstairs bathroom. You can't tell, but it's a lot bigger than the old place. And a window!



Me doing a celebratory high-kick because look: 2 separate closets, and our own door to the bathroom!


The kitchen. Eh. At least there's a window!

Awesome wallpaper border in the SECOND bathroom! Yay now guests don't have to go upstairs!

View from the back.
This is only part of the backyard. Like the view of our church? Behind me is more grass to the fence.


I didn't get any pictures of the rooms...I mean, you can guess what they look like. The living room has a nice big window though.

Well, I guess I'll get back to moving. By myself. I guess I didn't give the ward enough notice ;) J/K guys! Don't pity me, I'm not doing anything big. Yet.

For the record, my clothes took about 4 trips to take over. AJ's was 1. But what's really going to suck is when he has to move all his garage stuff.

I'm so hardcore.

We're moving!

I literally (literally) found out that we're moving about 10 minutes ago.

Across the street.

There's some town homes across the street from us that are bigger (3 bedroom), cuter, have 2-car garages, and have their own yards. We've considered moving there because we wanted a puppy, and wanted the garage space, too. And yes, it costs a little more. But our landlord came by today and proposed a deal: If we move out of here asap so he can rent our place to a family who needs the lower rent, then he'll give us this other place with a discount on the rent, and we won't have to sign a lease.

So we're doing it!

Crazy, I know. But I'm sort of used to impulsive decisions in our life. Except for the whole getting preggers decision, sorry everyone (everyone who cares).

If you wanna come by this weekend for the Logan weather and nightlife, you can help us carry our furniture across the street too! Cool huh? But seriously, you don't have to.

Molestache

I know you've all been waiting to hear about the great mustache event that took place over Thanksgiving.

Thanks for the picture, Jenni. It's now my 'puter's desktop background!

Click here for the Tale of Three Molestaches

In case anyone's wondering, my man is the super hot one on the right.

Good Riddance

I'm cheap.

I do things like put water in shampoo bottles to get every last bit, or I save twisty ties to use on other tie-less things, or sometimes I use half a kleenex, rip off the used part, and keep the clean part. Lately I've bought lunch meat that comes in little Gladware containers so I can reuse them!

I usually don't mind doing these little things, but once in a while I suffer because of my cheapness. For example:



This toothpaste tastes pretty gross. It's the orange kind. Orange flavored? No, I don't think so. Well, maybe it could be–I usually dislike orange+otherflavor combinations. But if it were orange flavored, wouldn't it say on the tube? It's just a mysterious gross flavor.

This is something AJ "brought into our marriage". In fact, he had TWO very large tubes of this type of toothpaste. And look how nice and shiny and expensive it looks. So even after I realized it tastes like you-know-what, I still couldn't just trash them. Right? Right guys?

Oh, I almost forgot to mention...I had to use up this toothpaste all on my own. AJ's dentist recommends he gets the sensitive kind. He's sensitive, guys. (sometimes sensitive toothpaste comes in a pink tube! *snicker*)

So here I am, TWO years later. After the suffering and the squeezing and the hurts-my-hand-to-get-it-off lid and the frothy orange spit and the after-taste, IT'S FINALLY GONE!!!

Let's celebrate.

I bought myself some Colgate Total. With a $1.50 off coupon of course! Score!

This week

I'd like to apologize to my loyal readers for the lack of posts lately. (Shout out: Ane's friend that I saw at Twilight – sorry, I forgot your name)



Yeah, I finally saw Twilight. To sum it up, it was great. It was horrible. It was awesome. It was embarrassing. It was funny. I really hope the next one is better.

Well, this was my last week:

Ended my 3-week stay in Rexburg, drove my mom to the Salt Lake airport and she flew home to California. Then I drove home! Then I looked in the fridge to see if AJ had left the Thai curry in the fridge that I had asked him to throw out (3 weeks ago).

He hadn't. Ew.

I don't want to husband-bash, because I am unbelievably in love with him and very lucky to find such an awesome guy. But can I just say...HE NEEDS ME...BAD. He either didn't want to, or didn't know how to cook himself dinner the whole time I was gone. "We don't have any food." Most the food in the fridge was bad when I got home. There were Halloween candy wrappers all over under "his" chair. The shower was pretty pretty gross.

So I cleaned.

He did run the dishwasher and do a couple loads of laundry, so I do appreciate that. I just needed to tell someone, and since this is like my personal journal, and not that many people read it, and you guys ARE my E-BFF's, (catch the Seriously So Blessed joke?), I thought I'd share the story.

On Tuesday AJ and I drove down to Kaysville and got to have dinner with my grandparents (dad's side) and hang out for a while. They are really fun, and we got homemade jam to take home!

Wednesday we drove BACK to Sexy Rexy for Thanksgiving. We stayed until Saturday and had a really good time with all the Frisby Fam. The whole fam damily. We had the Wii set up with a projector, we went to the ice caves (if you want to see a hideous slash hawt picture of me click here – thanks Bernie!), we had an amazing Thanksgiving dinner (thanks Debbie), we went bowling, and I had the wonderful privilege of sleeping with 2 dogs every night, and AJ of course.

I'd like to talk about the mustache thing next, but wouldn't it be better with pictures? I'll wait until I get one from Jenni. There were lots of mustaches this week.

It was a really fun week. And I feel like it's finally okay to start decorating for Christmas. The pre-Thanksgiving pressure was ridiculous.

In other news, my unemployment money just ran out, I need to go grocery shopping, I drove "The Wasp" today, and there's still no snow here. The no snow thing is okay though, because we can still do this: