Archive | January, 2008

>But I Thought that was Illegal!

7 Jan

>Today, as I was sitting at the drive-thru for the bank, I happened to notice the car next to me. On it, there was a sign that read, “Bundy’s Oversized Escort Service.” O-kay.

Now that you’ve had some time to mull over it, I’m pretty sure that it was a service that escorts oversized vehicles down the freeway. But it still made me laugh.


>Moving On…

6 Jan

>Yesterday, Meredith woke up and was still feverish. Since we’d been treating the fever for about six days, I called the doctor and they had me bring her in.

Sitting in the doctor’s office, I realized that after Clark’s 3-year-old appointment next week, we won’t be going back there. I love our doctor and hate that I have to find a new one. As I was driving away, I thought of everything I’d experienced there–good things like positive pregnancy tests, finding out Meredith was going to be a girl, hours worth of prenatal appointments. And there were icky things, too–puking in the waiting area, the nurse informing me that, after waiting for 1 1/2 hours, Dr. Berry had gone to another delivery JUST as it was my turn to be seen (and also that my pee smelled like Honey Smacks; it did, I won’t lie!), having them tell me to take my baby to the hospital immediately so they can run further tests on her.

I felt the same thing at the hospital while they ran some tests on Meredith to see what the cause of her fever was; this is where we had our prenatal classes, where my babies were born, where my friends’ and relatives’ babies were born; we all entered this stage of life together in the same place and now Sam and I are leaving that behind.

These days, I’m feeling very much the way I did during those last few weeks of summer after I graduated from high school and was getting ready to come to BYU. I’m so excited about the possibilites that are ahead of us, moving into the world of real, true grownups, but at the same time, I’m feeling very sad at what I’m leaving behind. When I moved here 8 1/2 years ago, I was a different person. I was coming off of nine terribly hard years and had had a lot of life experiences that made me “older” than some of my peers, but I was also twitty, irresponsible, and easily-provoked.

I feel like I’ve grown up here. I dated a lot and didn’t date a lot. After growing up in one place my entire life, I had to make an entirely new set of friends, which was something I’d just never experienced. I learned to pay bills (and what happens when you don’t), I gained and lost weight (then had two kids and started THAT all over again!) I fell in love and got my heart good and broken. I fell in love and got myself good and married. I lived with cockroaches in the slums of Provo (okay, the slums of Provo may not be the slums of Philly, but I still wasn’t leaving the house on foot after dark by myself!), and, looking back, the time Sam and I spent in those crummy apartments were some of the happiest times in my life. I’ve gone from letting my parents handle anything responsible and official to being the parent handling things responsible and official. It’s my name on the consent line and the relationship to the patient is “Mother.” When I actually think about that, it kind of makes my chest constrict in panic.

I’ve been driving around, taking one last look at everything that’s been significant to us–the places we’ve lived, the places we’ve worked. I think I’ve gone to Ream’s every day for a week now. We walk down to BYU for no reason, just to look around. But things have changed there–the dorms I lived in my freshman year are being torn down. The JKHB where I had the vast majority of my classes…well…I’m not exactly sure what the status is there, but I’m pretty sure people aren’t allowed inside. I know things have already changed and will continue to do so, it will just be more dramatic in the future because I won’t be here to see it all, so it won’t be a gradual transition.

So here’s my list on moving–what I’ll miss and what I won’t. Provo isn’t perfect, but it’s been more than home to me for a considerable portion of my life now and I’m going to miss it.


  • Being left behind. We’ve been here a long time as far as students go, and we’ve had a lot of friends come and go. It’s a sad and discouraging thing to watch your third generation of friends move on to real life and to be remain stuck in the college life.
  • The influx of students in the fall. Provo goes from being a nice, leisurely-paced little place in the summer to complete madness during the school year. And let’s face it…college students aren’t exactly FUN to hang around, even if they aren’t partying in the traditional sense.
  • Orem Wal-Mart on a Saturday night. Enough said.
  • BYU Bureaucracy. I went there. I worked there. I worked closely with them. I loved my program and I loved the jobs I had on campus, but there are some areas that leave me scratching my head. Off-Campus Housing, anyone?


  • My friends
  • My ward
  • Costa Vida, The Brick Oven, The Training Table, Smokehouse Pizza and BBQ, Noodles and Company, Magleby’s Fresh, P.F. Chang’s (yeah, I know some of them aren’t unique to the Provo/Orem Metroplex, but they aren’t in our part of Louisiana!)
  • University Mall
  • Ikea and The Cheesecake Factory–as soon as they come, I leave!
  • Being close to my family
  • Having a family doctor who I trust and like
  • Walking around on campus, especially at night
  • Provo in the summer


  • The adventure of a new place, somewhere I never thought I’d visit, let alone live!
  • Buying a house
  • Being “needed” in our ward
  • Making new friends

Anyway, I’ve rambled on enough. Who knows if anyone’s reading at this point. 🙂 Oh, and I know there have been several requests for hair pics. I was going to take some yesterday after I did it all cute, but then we found ourselves at the hospital all day long. So tomorrow, my little Smurflings. Oh, and by the way, Meredith’s fine–she just has a urinary tract infection and perked right up after we started her on an antibiotic.

>French Dip Sandwiches

4 Jan

>These aren’t your standard sliced roast beef French Dips. You slow cook the meat all day long and then, after several hours, it’s tender enough to shred one-handed with just a fork. These are so good and you can prep the crock pot in a matter of minutes in the morning. This is another one that I froze before Meredith was born; I seared the meat, covered it with the french onion soup, bouillon, and water, placed it in a freezer container, and popped it in the freezer. When we were ready to eat it, I just put it in the crockpot for an hour or two longer than I would normally.

French Dip Sandwiches

1 2.5-3 lb. beef roast (you can use a frozen roast if you want)
2 Tbsp. olive oil
2 1-ounce packages dry onion soup mix
2 c. water
2 cans beef broth
6-8 large buns (or more…6 would be VERY generous servings!)
Swiss, provolone, or mozzarella cheese, shredded or sliced

Heat oil in a large pot and rub roast with salt and pepper.

When pan is HOT (you want the meat to sizzle the second it touches the pan–heat the oil over high heat and then test it by flicking some water into the pan. When it sizzles, it’s ready.) Brown well on all sides (yeah, this picture’s kind of icky. Half-cooked meat is never pretty). This should only take a few minutes; you’re not cooking the roast, just searing it.

Place roast in crock pot and sprinkle onion soup mix over roast. Pour water and broth over roast.

Cover and cook on high for 4 hours. Change setting to low and cook for an additional 4-6 hours. You could cook it on low for 8-12 hours, but, for some reason, the meat seems more tender if I cook it on high at first and then on low for awhile. Shred beef and place in buns. Top with cheese and broil just until cheese is melted. Ladle juices from crock pot into small cups for dipping.

>I TOLD You I’d Post Pictures!

4 Jan

>So I finally got the camera hooked up to the computer and got all of our recent pictures uploaded. Yeah, yeah, it’s a day late and maybe even a dollar short, but it’s better than nothing!

In chronological order, we have…

Sam’s graduation celebration at the Cheesecake Factory in Salt Lake. BYU doesn’t have graduation ceremonies in December, so he celebrated with the Factory Burrito instead.

Christmas with Grandma and Grandpa R.

And finally, the sweet new ride! Yes, I just called my minivan a sweet ride. Mostly because of that little DVD player in the upper-lefthand corner of the picture…Oh, yeah, and see how Clark’s stretching out his legs? And how they’re not kicking the back of the seat in front of him? That’s nice, too.

>The Apocalypse

1 Jan

>Heidi, don’t get excited!

I had a post-apocalyptic dream last night involving Lynne Spears and her two charming progeny. When I woke up, smallpox was the most pressing issue at the time. Have to say that smallpox wiping out THAT genetic line may not be a bad idea.

Disclaimer: Seeing as how I’m not a 12-year-old girl, I really don’t know much about Jamie Lynn Spears, so I can’t say that she shouldn’t reproduce. But if she and her boyfriend are the likes of Brit and K-Fed…well…

>Holy Moley! We’re Alive!

1 Jan

>No, no, we haven’t dropped off the face of the Earth…yet! It has been a VERY busy couple of weeks and I don’t think it’s about to taper off any time soon. I have lots of pictures to share, and I’ll probably post some soon, but for now, I’ll just update…

In the past 1 1/2 weeks…

–Kate chopped her hair off and dyed it brown

–We went to Logan for several days to celebrate Christmas with Kate’s family.

–We’re anxiously awaiting a call from Procter and Gamble’s relocation department

–We’re coming close to selling the contract on our house, potentially making ourselves homeless

–We’ve watched Season 3 of Lost on DVD

–Meredith has had a fever as high as 103, causing us to miss church for a (useless) visit to Urgent Care. I shouldn’t even have to put useless in parentheses because every visit to IHC Urgent Care is useless, like when they told Sam his kidney stone was constipation.

–Clark has informed us several times that he hates us. Toddlerhood is a charming time of life. He also told me, regarding a larger woman who had come to look at our house, that he needed to give the “big guy” a hug. Oh, what do you say?!

–Kate renewed her lapsed driver’s license (whoops) with two kids in tow at the DMV.

–Kate became one of “those” parents when she screamed at her two-year-old to get into his carseat in the Macey’s parking lot.

–Sam graduated from BYU

–Our basement flooded. All over 6 loads of laundry I’d done the day before. And the kicker was that I was out of laundry detergent AND clean clothes (when I’m up to six loads of laundry, there’s not a whole lot in our closets!)

–We took out an auto loan

–I missed lunch with some friends to take out said auto loan. I wasn’t happy about that.

–We didn’t take out an auto loan just for the heck of it. Today, we bought a gorgeous red Honda Oddyssey! I feel strangely old. Gone are the days of shuffling the kids out the door at 6:40 am to haul Sam to work in the beat-up Nissan Altima. I feel like this married student life that I’ve always known is going away and now I drive a minivan. It’s a very weird feeling. Tonight, as I was driving around, I found a song I liked on the radio. A few minutes later, I realized in horror that I was driving around on New Year’s Eve in a minivan, looking for laundry detergent, listening to “Delilah after Dark.” Enter the Twilight Zone.

I’ll post pics of the new car tomorrow! And Christmas…and meatball soup…and everything else I’ve been meaning to blog about lately while life’s been getting in the way!