So bad- but try it!

I have been feeling so guilty about this that I have to get this out in the open. Well I try not to have sweets and stuff in the house because I eat them, and eat them until they are gone. No self control. The result of this however is having to take drastic measures when I get a craving for sweets, especially chocolate. So it is late at night, watching So You Think You Can Dance, the boys are finally asleep, hubbie is out of town and the cravings start. (No- not pregnant just love sweets!)
So I rummage everywhere and curse myself for not having anything sweeter than peanut butter in the house. Finally I remember that my wonderful friend Collette had sent me a big box of chocolate chips (hard to come by in Puerto Rico) last Fall and that somewhere in the back of my freezer there was an almost empty bag of chocolate chips left. I found the bag and sure enough there were at least 30 chocolate chips left in that bag. Not enough to make a dessert or anything but I thought I surely could come up with something. So I whipped out the bread and peanut butter and sprinkled the chocolate chips on it and made myself a big old peanut butter and chocolate chip sandwich.
It is embarrassing to admit how much I enjoyed it. However I do believe that I am on to something. Try it and tell me if I am crazy!

You got the wrong baby!

So Jake has been in San Juan (2 hours away) for most of the week and I am about to put my 3 boys up on EBay. Last night I had thought that my sweet but very naughty Tommy was being awfully quiet but I ignored the feeling that he was probably into mischief and went on enjoying the silence (kickback to my Depeche Mode days!)
Anyways, Luke, (my 4 yr old) comes running in and screams "Mom- you got the wrong baby! This one does horrible things!"
Tommy had gotten Luke's favorite Cars book and ripped out all the pages.
Somedays I have to agree with Luke- maybe I did get the wrong baby, but I love him anyways!

Promise not to skip over the woman speakers in conference ever again!

So I don't know about any of you but whenever it is general conference time and a sister speaker gets up, we always jump up and run to the bathroom, or put something in the oven or whatever, so that we can be back in time for the next talk. Well I vow to never skip a sister again! About 2 weeks ago we found out that the General Young Womens President, Sister Dalton was coming to Puerto Rico to talk to the young woman of our stake. Puerto Ricans love gringos almost as much as they love themselves. And if these gringos come from Utah- well all the more celebrated they are! So you can imagine everyone's excitement. Sister Dalton was at our stake center all day and did 3 different sessions. She first met with the class presidents. Then she had a training with the ward presidencies, and then later that night she had a fireside with all young women and their leaders.
Can I just say how impressed I was? This woman is an angel. She was the kind of person that you meet and instantly love. She radiated light and was so down to earth. She hugged everyone she saw and when I spoke with her she made me feel like she had been my beloved beehive advisor from a long time ago and wanted to catch up on my life and see what I had been up to. Of course she had a translator so that everyone else could understand what she was saying but I loved hearing her first hand. She is definitely an inspired leader and I can't wait to hear her again! Here are a couple of pictures of Sister Dalton with a few of our young women.

it could be worse....

So today started out kinda poopy. I was feeling a little poopy, losing patience with my boys, stuck in a hot house with no car (car at mechanic again!) etc etc. I was going down that downward spriral of feeling sorry for myself and why can't things be like how I want them to be. So in the middle of my wallowing, just as if God was saying "you know it could be worse..." the power goes out and it was out all afternoon! So this means of course no light, no fans, no fridge or microwave for lunch, no tv, no computer and so on, and more importantly no car to get out of the neighborhood. And as my luck would have it Jake was 2 hours away in San Juan. So the boys and I opened the front door and with that and some window light we played games all afternoon. All in all not a bad way to spend an afternoon. Then hours later the power comes back on and suddenly I'm thinking things aren't really so bad after all...

I'm a hypocritical blogger

Well I love to read everyone else's blogs. I have to say I get so irritated when people don't update theirs, because they really are entertaining. So I am going through my blog list and I am like- wow- they really need to post something new.
Then it hits me that I don't update very often myself and whats my problem and maybe other people are irritated with me!?! I don't know if everyone else feels that way but maybe I am waiting for a really cool picture or a funny story or something cool to post and so then it never happens. So I applaud all of you who make new posts and I vow to do better!
PS How wrong is it that I think Disney's "the Jonas Brothers" are really hot?

Field Day in Puerto Rico

Last Thursday was Jett's field day which field day here in Puerto Rico is yet another ridiculously embellished event. First the school decides on a theme for field day and then you have to buy your kid a t-shirt that they design for the field day. The whole family takes the day off and also buy field day t-shirts that match their student's team color. They bring in lawn chairs and line up around the streets surrounding the school, and all the students and classes do a parade on the streets (that are closed off by police escort). The classes have banners and the parents, grandparents, aunts and uncles (EVERYONE!) has horns, whistles, bells etc to cheer on their kids team. Then after this everyone goes into the school and you watch each class, grade by grade all the way up to 6th grade do a race, and then it starts all over and you watch class by class participate in a tug a war.
So all this to watch Jett do 2 things! The students participate in the events under a big court with a roof, but the parents had to sit around the ropes in the sun. Tommy of course managed to bust through the ropes and find Jett to be the center of his class's attention. Another tradition is to sign each others field day shirts (weird!). There were concession stands selling popcorn, hot dogs, and pina coladas. I swear it was like a day at the county fair! But he was happy and that is what is important- not 5 hours of sitting in the hot sun chasing Tommy and Luke around. I don't know about you but my field day was never this exciting!

Jett turns 8 years old!!!

I can't believe my little guy turned 8 years old today! Of course I have known the day by day countdown to this day for the last few months, as birthdays are the most important event of any 2nd grader's life and Jett never lets us forget! So somewhere between beaming with pride and getting weepy at how much I love this kid, I must admit that Jett is a pretty special boy and makes everyone around him happy. Ok bragging time over.
We've been celebrating his birthday it seems for the whole weekend. On Friday I took cupcakes to his class and they sang happy birthday to him. (I can so vividly remember my mom taking cupcakes to my 2nd grade class at South Knoll Elementary- so this rite of passage officially makes me FREAKING OLD!)
Yesterday we went to the beach with some friends and had a great time.
It is such a crime that we live on a freaking island and have not been on the beach as a family since before Christmas!
Sunday was his actual birthday (always lame for a kid!) We are hopefully planning on having him get baptized in July in Utah. My parents are getting home from their mission and my little brother is getting married. Since the whole family was going to be together for the first time in 3 years we thought that would be a good time to do it.
Anyways he opened presents and had cake of course. His grandma Linda made him an awesome space blanket which he quickly replaced his old comforter with. But the present of the day was a Nintendo DS. We broke the bank with this one but he literally was the last kid in his class to have one and all of those childhood memories of wishing for that one special toy and not getting it, came rushing back and well lets just say we have one happy little 8 year old! Isn't it funny how life cycles?