tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33102648117129165582024-02-20T20:48:23.414-07:00Our JourneyKihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06160873945124946663noreply@blogger.comBlogger59125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-80449547207648777332013-07-09T12:14:00.000-06:002013-07-09T12:14:04.725-06:00AF Canyon Half Marathon 6.15.13My friend Ashley Potter convinced me to train for the AF Canyon Half Marathon with her and I am SO glad she did.<br />
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When I first started running after I had Parker I could barely run 2 or 3 miles at a slow 11 or 12 min/mile pace while pushing him in the stroller without feeling like I was going to die! So at first I thought there was no way I could actually do a half marathon. Much less under 2 hrs. As we started training though it is crazy how our bodies adjusted and got stronger. It was such a cool experience to feel my body getting stronger and being able to push myself harder and harder over the months of training. It was fun to find a new hobby. Ever since I quit dancing after high school I haven't found something that I love to do that makes me feel good and alive the way dancing did. I think I finally did. I don't think I will ever be the fastest or strongest runner, an ultra-marathoner, or excel at running in any particular way, but I found something that makes me feel alive again. I love it. <br />
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I needed it. Not just in the sense that I physically needed to get more fit (even though I did after being pregnant), but mentally and emotionally it was so good for me to work towards something as well. Transitioning into the role of being a mom has been the BEST year of my life! I would not trade my little family for ANYTHING. I've never had
so much love in my heart. It is crazy how your capacity to love
increases after having a baby. Even the love I have for Ki has grown
bounds just through watching him be a protective, attentive father to
Parker. Watching them play and interact often makes my heart literally feel
like it is fluttering. But don't get me wrong I have frustrated, hormonal, crazy days too. After I had Parker it took me probably 6 months before I started fully
feeling like myself again. I wasn't super depressed or anything... I
just didn't feel like myself either... it is hard to explain, I just felt off. But when I started running more, that is when I
started feeling 100% like myself again. Running helped make me feel more alive, gave me more energy, which made me feel more like me. Does that make sense? <br />
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For example, one of the things I struggled with the most soon after having Parker was the never ending repetitive chores. Now that I was a full time mom I didn't get that sense of accomplishment that i used to get from getting good grades, or earning my bonuses at work, or getting a big paycheck. It just felt like my life was a never ending to-do list that I was trying to survive. Feed the baby (I actually mostly enjoyed feeding Parker so that in and of itself wasn't a chore, but feeding a newborn takes up so much time that it felt hard to find time to do the actual chores). Do the laundry, go grocery shopping, what to make for dinner? etc. By the time I would finally get around to cleaning the house in between feedings- the laundry would need to be done AGAIN. By the time I finally had clean and folded laundry - we wouldn't have a crumb of food in our fridge. haha. I am of course being dramatic but to an extent that is how I felt/feel sometimes!<br />
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Now more then ever I appreciate what my mom and every other mom before me has done. I realize now how much that mom's do over and over and over without complaining. Laundry never gets checked off, weeding, making dinner, grocery shopping, cleaning the house, raising kids, etc... none of these things are ever "done and accomplished". Maybe that is why it felt amazing to set a goal to run a half marathon and be able to check it off my list :) To feel the sense of accomplishment that comes with succeeding at doing something you knew would be hard. I don't know if any of these crazy rambling thoughts made any sense to anyone other then myself but I guess what I am trying to say is that training for this half marathon was good for me... Physically, mentally, and emotionally. It helped make me feel like me again after having Parker, put me in the right frame of mind to be a good wife and mom, and gave me positive energy to tackle the endless "mom chores". <br />
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<u>AF Canyon Half Marathon Stats 2013</u> (<span style="font-size: xx-small;">for my sake mostly... I want to be able to look back when training in the future)</span></div>
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<li>Finish time: 1:51:04.3 </li>
<li>Avg pace: 8:28.7</li>
<li>Overall place: 604/1877</li>
<li>Gender place: 292/1204</li>
<li>Age division place: 23/120<b> </b></li>
<li><b>Mile Splits - </b><span style="font-size: xx-small;">from Ashley P's watch. We got separated around mile 9.5 so the last few mile splits I am guessing since we finished 2:42.1 apart</span><b><br /></b></li>
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<li>Mile 1 - 8:27</li>
<li>Mile 2 - 8:09</li>
<li>Mile 3 - 8:07</li>
<li>Mile 4 - 8:01</li>
<li>Mile 5 - 8:39</li>
<li>Mile 6 - 7:54</li>
<li>Mile 7 - 8:07</li>
<li>Mile 8 - 8:39</li>
<li>Mile 9 - approx: 8:55</li>
<li>Mile 10 - approx: 8:45</li>
<li>Mile 11 - approx: 9:01</li>
<li>Mile 12 - approx: 8:55</li>
<li>Mile 13 - approx: 9:10</li>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Where we started the race at Tibble Fork Reservoir</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Showing off our race tattoos before the race :) Glad I have running friends in my ward! So much more fun to have people to run with. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Obviously still feeling pretty good at this point (Mile 10ish)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Feeling a lot more tired at mile 13 - almost there though!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ashley P, me, and Heidi after the race :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With my two biggest supporters after the race :) I couldn't have trained my Saturday long runs without Ki's support. Thanks for waking up early to watch Parker while I ran all those Saturdays babe!!!</td></tr>
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I don't foresee being able to do the half marathon again next year... but hopefully again in 2015! :)<br />
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<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-48223163770760164472013-06-26T17:02:00.000-06:002013-06-26T17:13:19.196-06:00Parker's 1st Birthday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Oh. My. Gosh. First of all, I just have to say that this has been the fastest year of my life. By far. I can not believe Parker is 1!<br />
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We celebrated his birthday a little early because the weekend before his birthday is when our families were able to be there. We figured it didn't matter anyways because Parker wouldn't know the difference :)<br />
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I did a Mickey Mouse Clubhouse themed party because Parker LOVES that show. Whenever I need 20 min to myself to prep for cub scouts, eat, mop the floor, etc. I just put in an episode and he actually does sit and watch most of it haha. His face breaks into a huge smile whenever he sees Mickey Mouse at the very beginning of the episode and he has started dancing to the "Hot Dog" dance at the end. It is so stinkin cute!<br />
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We had one of Parker's favorite meals BBQ chicken sliders for dinner, then I made mickey mouse ear cupcakes for our families, and I made Parker his very own smash cake :) I found a recipe that was a little more baby friendly and healthy then your typical cake recipe that had applesauce, bananas, greek yogurt, and other healthy ingredients instead of butter, oil, and tons of sugar. The frosting was cream cheese and french vanilla yogurt. It was the first cake I have ever made that wasn't in a cake pan, so I was pretty impressed with how it turned out. The frosting didn't look as perfect as I wanted, but it was hard to frost because the frosting wasn't as thick as typical frosting. But oh well! It wasn't a total failure so we will count it as a success! :) Especially as my first attempt at a cake.<br />
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Watching him eat his cake was by far my favorite part of the day. At first he would touch it, then look at me like "are you seriously letting me eat this?" I guess usually everything that he wants to eat like rocks, grocery lists, garbage, etc I quickly take away from him. After he realized I was seriously going to let him eat it, he DUG IN. He shoved handful after handful into his mouth and actually ate it. I was mostly expecting him to make a mess and throw a bunch on the ground. I didn't think he would actually eat a ton of it. But he really did eat 1/4 of his 2 layer 6 inch cake all by himself. At one point when we were taking pictures we got too close and he slimed our camera lens with his goopy cake hands. Oops!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He loved to play with the balloons but when they would bounce back at him he would cling to Ki before attacking them again :)</td></tr>
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On Parker's actual birthday we went swimming at the Lindon pool with my mom and Aunt Shay. He wasn't sure about the splashing kids at first, but ended up having a lot of fun. <br />
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Some details about Parker at 12 months:<br />
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<li> Has been walking since two weeks before his 1st birthday. I was surprised he walked this soon since he didn't even crawl until he was 10 months old. He is actually a quick walker now too. If I thought he got into everything when he was crawling he REALLY gets into everything now :)</li>
<li>Did I already mention that he had a very unique crawl? When he was crawling he would use his left knee and his right foot. It was so funny looking.</li>
<li>Loves Mickey Mouse Clubhouse</li>
<li>Loves to give his big bear (we are talking same size as him) lots of loves. He always jumps on it, gives it hugs, kisses, and sometimes when he is tired he just lays down and uses it as a pillow haha.</li>
<li>Not saying many words yet. Says tickle tickle and moo randomly, but I am not sure if he knows what he is saying yet. </li>
<li>He has 6 teeth with another 2 coming in.</li>
<li>He still hates getting his hair shampooed and his face wiped.</li>
<li>Ever since he learned to walk he has been in a super clingy phase. He has become my little velcro. Whenever I make dinner Ki tries to entertain him, but often Parker will walk over and hang on my legs.</li>
<li>He likes to be outside. Mostly to eat rocks, bark, dandelions, and anything he can get his hands on :) </li>
<li>Is a pretty good eater. If he sees me and Ki eating the same food we offer him he will usually eat anything we eat.</li>
<li>I tried to transition him from a bottle of milk to sippy cup of milk before nap time but we have been unsuccessful so far. He just gets mad and throws his sippy cup on the floor.</li>
<li>Still loves his binky, but now that he is 1 we try to only let him have it if he is in his bed. With some exceptions for bad teething days, and when he has a new babysitter.</li>
<li>Has recently learned to flush the toilet, turn on the tub water, unroll toilet paper rolls, turn on and off light switches, and loves to push all the buttons on the front of our fridge. </li>
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<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-65109077633004393132013-06-26T16:02:00.001-06:002013-06-26T17:17:06.930-06:00Costa Rica - *Warning* Long post ahead <br />
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I know you are all shocked that I am posting on my blog twice in one week, but it is really happening!! Before I start detailing our awesome trip, I just have to get this off my chestt. <br />
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Yesterday I went to the dentist and I have 5 cavities. Booooooo!!!! Perhaps I will start taking flossing more seriously... I just more then doubled my lifetime cavity count. from 4 to 9. No Bueno. I know you all feel sorry for me. So i have to get 5 cavities filled all at once. It is going to stink. Anyways back to the trip :)<br />
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This past April (8-16th to be precise) Ki and I were able to go to Costa Rica with our good friends Russ and Ashley while my mom watched Parker. It was an absolute blast. We had so much fun with the Potters and it felt so good to spend so much quality time with my cute hubby and to have time to reconnect with each other. By the end of the trip we were DYING to see our baby boy though :) I think next time we decide to leave him we will be gone 7 days max.<br />
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<u>TRAVEL DAY</u><br />
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Our adventures started right away in the Atlanta airport. We took a red eye flight from SLC so when we landed in Atlanta it was quite early in the morning. We decided instead of getting bagels to-go we that would sit down and eat them at this little cafe. Obviously we were sleep deprived and didn't think about having to pay tip on already overpriced bagels. Ki ordered an egg, bacon, and cheese bagel sandwich for himself, and then ordered a bagel with strawberry cream cheese for me like I had told him I wanted. Well 15 minutes later they bring out our order and somehow there had been a miscommunication. Because instead of 2 bagels they had just put my strawberry cream cheese on his bacon, egg, and cheese bagel sandwich hahahahaha. I laughed so hard! When they brought it up to the table I couldn't help it. I just burst into laughter :) We hadn't even left the country and we were already having communication problems. Awesome.<br />
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After a nap on the floor in the Atlanta airport and another flight we finally landed in Liberia, Costa Rica! Hooray! We were thrilled to finally be there. Getting the rental car was a small nightmare. We had reservations at this one no-name rental place so Russ took a taxi to go get it while Ashley (potter), Ki, and I waited and changed into some cooler clothing. It seemed like Russ was gone picking up the car FOREVER! We were so hot, and thirsty, and hungry. But then we looked at our watch and it had really only been a half hour. Well Russ finally pulls up in the rental car and it was sketchy. We start driving away and it is so rickety, we are concerned we won't make it to where we need to go and worse the car has what looks to be blood splatters all over the interior... So we take it back to the car place and say thanks, but NO THANK YOU! We get to a new car rental place only to wait for another hour for a car... Sigh... Costa Ricans take their sweet time getting things accomplished I am telling you! Totally different mentality from our quick paced impatient American society, but we finally got the car and Ki was somewhat well behaved considering how hungry he was, and his history for losing his patience with what he views to be incompetent service :) Score. <br />
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Now that we finally have the rental car, we decide to stop for some food. We drive down a road then pass a subway. Turn around Russ! Food! We attempt to make a U turn almost get hit by another car, but finally make it back to Subway. We shouldn't have turned around :) I am pretty sure we paid like $10 a sandwich. But it made for a funny story anyways because they don't speak english, we don't speak spanish, and Ki didn't have the currency exchange rate down very good. So we go to pay for our sandwiches, the cashier girl tells Ki in english it will be $20 (which is 10,000 colones), and then Ki hands her a 1,000 colones bill and asks for change. It was hilarious.. maybe because I was so sleep deprived at the time, but I knew right away what he had done and I just couldn't help myself. Hopefully they didn't think I was laughing at them :) Nope. Just laughing at cute Ki handing them the equivalent of $2 to pay for our sandwiches instead of $20 and then asking for change. I just love him :) Keeps me laughing. That is for sure.<br />
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Hooray. We have a car. We have food in our tummy's let us be on our merry way.<br />
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After we had been driving towards where we were staying near Arenal Volcano for an hour I started feeling SOOO car sick. Costa Rica's roads are TERRIBLE. They are super narrow, one lane each direction, have lots of pot holes, often dirt, and the worst part is they are 3x as windy as any canyon road in Utah. I have never been so car sick in my whole life. Ashley P. started telling this really interesting story to try and distract me from how sick I felt, it actually was so interesting, I really did forget how sick I felt until Ki was like "Ash! you're dry heaving! Russ pull over" At first I tried to insist I was ok, but as Russ pulled off the road I knew I was going to make it out of the car just in time. I have never thrown up before because I was so car sick.... It was so gross. But I learned my lesson and anytime we drove anywhere after this instance I took dramamine first. I went through so much dramamine over the course of the trip haha. At least where we pulled off the side of the road to let me puke that first day was beautiful!<br />
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We pulled up to Tabacon Hot Springs, the resort we were staying at, and jumped into bed after some room service because Day 1 in Costa Rica was going to start early and be jam packed full of adventure.<br />
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<u>DAY ONE</u><br />
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First on the agenda our Canyoneering/Zipline Tour<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting ready for the last and highest repel. I was just a tiny bit nervous :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">haha. I told him I felt like barfing. Clearly he wasn't impressed</td></tr>
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We didn't get any pictures of ziplining because it was impossible to hold a camera with the appropriate ziplining gear strapped to your hand and the pictures the tour took were super expensive and not very good, but it was incredible. I seriously was shaking I had so much adrenaline. On one of the ziplines I slowed myself down too much and didn't have quite enough speed to make it all the way to the platform so that was freaky because then I had time to look down as I was dangling hundreds of feet in the air from a zipline while I pulled myself the rest of the way on the cable with my hands. It was terrifying and made me even more nervous for the remaining ziplines. It was so fun though. I was proud I didn't wuss out and not do it :) Ashley Potter was the bravest and went upside down for one of the last ziplines! I am so afraid of heights, so between the ziplining and canyoneering I think I've had enough heights for awhile. :)<br />
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After our adrenaline rush packed day, it was time to chill out and relax, so we headed to the Hot Springs at the resort we were staying in. It was so crazy beautiful. And the waterfalls gave a nice little massage to all our sore, tired, muscles.<br />
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<u>DAY TWO</u><br />
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On day two we hiked La Paz de Rio Celeste before heading to Atenas, Costa Rica where we were staying the rest of the trip before flying out of San Jose.<br />
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The hike is one of two places in the world where a chemical reaction between two rivers one that has sulfur, and the other calcium carbonate, causes the water to be turquoise blue. The other place is of course Havasupai in Arizona. <br />
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It took forever to get to and from the hike off the main road on this tiny dirt road that went through tiny villages, but the waterfall was the most amazing one I have ever seen and was worth the drive.<br />
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Here are a few pictures from the hike. The waterfall ones don't even do it justice. It was hard to get good pictures, because of all the mist in the air from the waterfall. <br />
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On the way back to the main road from the hike, we stopped in one of the small villages for some food. That was a huge mistake. It was the grossest food I have ever forced myself to eat. Ashley P and Ki ordered these hamburgers that were like fried or something they were so heavy and nasty. Russ and I ordered Arroz con Pollo which is pretty basic and hard to screw up I thought... nope. It was so nasty. Yuck. Being that I didn't want to offend I forced myself to eat every last bite. It was hard. After a 4 hr drive we finally arrived in Atenas at the house we would stay the rest of the trip.<br />
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<u>DAY THREE</u><br />
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We went into town to get some groceries and then spent the rest of the day at the house playing in the pool and playing card games. It was weird having so much down time. We almost didn't know what to do with ourselves... Until we entertained ourselves for an hour or more before dinner trying to get this shot of the 4 of us jumping all at the same time. It took us like 500 tries haha.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki ninja kicking Russ in the face </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki's favorite spot to chill - in the shaded hammock of course</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The house we stayed in: Main living area and Kitchen on the left, the Potter's Bedroom on the right</td></tr>
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Later that night, we went out to eat at a restaurant. I ordered Ceviche de pescado because my cute missionary brother Nathan said it was one of his new favorite foods that he has tried. I tried it... I didn't like it... so I took another bite... I still didn't like it. I tried so hard to like it, but I am just not a fan of seafood!!! I think the thing that I couldn't get over is that it was cold and a little slimy. I tried to force myself to eat half of it so that the cute Costa Rican lady serving us wouldn't take offense but she obviously wasn't fooled since when she came back she said no te gusta? (or something like that) <br />
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Woke up bright and early to get ready to head to Manuel Antonio beach. I opened up the curtains to let light into our bedroom to see a monkey perched just 15 ft away! It was crazy. I was so excited :) Ki tried to feed him a banana after we took these pictures but he swung away in the treetops with his monkey friends. Monkeys are so cool.<br />
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After a very long car ride and my typical (for Costa Rica) dramamine induced nap, we finally arrived at the beach! It was sooo hot. We couldn't wait to get into the water :) It was so beautiful the way the Rainforest met up with the beach. It is unlike any other beach I have ever been too. But lets be honest, there weren't enough waves for my liking, so after a couple hours we walked 15 minutes to the less picturesque beach next to this one where the waves were much more suitable for boogie boarding :) Because boogie boarding at beaches is where it is at.<br />
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We had such an amazing day and thought about staying the night in a shared hotel room so we could spend the next day here as well, but decided not to last minute and drove back to the rental house in Atenas. Turns out that was the BEST decision. Earlier this morning before heading to the beach Ashley P and I had both had some strawberries that we bought off the side of the road the day before... This night we were both SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO sick. Montezuma's Revenge full throttle. Can you imagine if we had to share a hotel bathroom? The shared noises and the fact that one of us probably would have pooped our pants trying to wait our turn. It would have been horrible. Thank heavens we didn't decide to stay the night in a hotel!!!<br />
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<u>DAY FIVE</u><br />
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Our plans for today were canceled due to the fact that Ashley P and I both didn't sleep much the night before and we didn't think our tummies were up for much adventure. It became another play games and hangout by the pool kind of day. We had a fun day nonetheless :) Although we realized we missed our babies substantially more this day then the days when we were super busy all day long! Luckily my family was posting pics of my cute baby like this one on FB so I could get my Parker fix all the way in Costa Rica :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Parker a little sleepy after his bike ride with Grandpa :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Parker swinging with Aunt Kristin</td></tr>
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<u>DAY SIX</u><br />
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We headed to the Waterfall Gardens. Besides the waterfalls we saw tons of wildlife such as: toucans, macaws, monkeys, butterflies, frogs, snakes, etc. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Waterfall Gardens </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki's new pet</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Macaws</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">A butterfly landed in my ponytail</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Pictures just don't do the rainforest justice</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Waterfall #1</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Waterfall #2</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Waterfall #3</td></tr>
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I feel myself running out of steam in writing this post.... but I am so close I better stick with it. I am pretty sure each day I am putting less and less detail about what we did. Readers of this blog might be relieved by that fact haha.<br />
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<u>DAY SEVEN</u><br />
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Day 7 was the last day in Costa Rica before we flew out of San Jose. We decided to go to the beach. The first beach we drove to was Jaco beach, but the waves were HUGE so we didn't stay. I am pretty sure one of us would have drowned if we got in the water. There was literally nobody on the beach, so we took that as a sign that we needed to find a different beach. We drove to several other beaches, but they were all black sand beaches that we couldn't bear to walk on, so we kept looking.<br />
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Our guide book said something about Punta Leona beach but the instructions were very vague on how to get there. We drove around and eventually found it. I don't think we were supposed to be there because we weren't staying at the hotel located on the beach, but we stayed anyways :) We had a blast boogie boarding and just relaxing laying in the sun. <br />
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The only trouble happened at the very end of the day when Ashley P. and I tried to go get smoothies from a smoothie stand next to the hotel. We had already been turned away from the hotel restaurant because we didn't have wristbands signifying that we were staying at the hotel, but we tried the smoothie stand anyways. We asked the girl working at the stand if we were allowed to get smoothies even though we didn't have wristbands. She nodded yes, but must not have understood us. We paid for our smoothies and started walking away when a guy from hotel security came up and told us we weren't allowed to have the smoothies because we didn't have wristbands. At least we are assuming he said that :) He was talking completely in Spanish which neither of us speak. We kept saying we already paid and would start to walk away when he would start pointing back to the parking lot (we are assuming he was asking us to leave). We kept trying to tell him that we couldn't leave because our stuff and our husbands were on the beach but he just kept arguing with us in Spanish. Finally we were like "no comprende espanol" and just walked away. haha. We didn't know what to do. We didn't speak Spanish and he clearly didn't understand English, so we just left. He grabbed his radio and called something in as we walked away as fast as we could. We were nervous security was going to follow us and kick us off the beach, but nobody every came looking for us. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love this hottie :) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Punta Leona beach :) WITH my smoothie haha</td></tr>
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<u>DAY EIGHT</u><br />
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The last day was pretty uneventful. We checked out of the house and headed to the airport. We were a little nervous we were going to miss our flight when it took Russ longer to return the rental car then we expected, but ended up being just fine.<br />
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On our flight from Atlanta to SLC we were sitting next to a lot of people who had run the Boston Marathon and had been right in the thick of things when the bomb exploded during the marathon. It was so crazy to hear all of their stories, and to hear about the chaos they witnessed trying to reconnect with their families and make sure everyone was safe. (apparently cell towers were disabled for awhile after the bomb exploded) One of the ladies had ran past where the bomb exploded just minutes before it exploded. It is soo sad to hear of such violence and I cried for the family who lost a son and whose daughter lost her legs. I absolutely don't understand in the slightest why people would want to harm innocent people who have done nothing wrong and who are just living their lives. What was the point? There is a reason I don't watch the news very often. It mostly just makes me depressed to hear about all the evil in the world. <br />
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After we got home at 2 am I drove to my parents house to sleep in my brother's room. I wanted to be there first thing when Parker woke up the next day. When Parker woke up, I jumped out of my bed so fast and ran in to get him! When I went in there I said, "Good morning Parker!" He sat right up, smiled, and reached for me to pick him up. He wasn't very affectionate at first, but wanted me to hold him constantly. Finally after I fed him breakfast and got him out he gave me lots of loves and kisses. It was such a fun trip, but after the break, it was so good to get home to our baby boy!<br />
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<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-91216912966053293632013-06-21T13:00:00.003-06:002013-06-21T13:00:44.494-06:00Easter 2013For Easter this year we went down to Circleville for the weekend to spend time with Ki's family. <br />
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Parker was super cranky a lot of the time, which we found out when we got home was because he had an ear infection in both ears! Poor baby. Needless to say, he didn't sleep hardly at all the whole weekend and cried almost the whole 2.5 hr drive back. It was fun that Ki's family got to see Parker and spend time with him though. Most of his family hadn't seen him since Christmas, and now his siblings haven't seen Parker since Easter. It is hard to live so far away! We have fun whenever we can see them for holidays though :)<br />
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Ki's family's Easter tradition is to go up the canyon after church, have a picnic, and roll their Easter eggs down a hill several times until the eggs are completely destroyed with their cousins. This inevitably usually turns into a war when the older boys start throwing eggs at people. Luckily I have yet to be hit :) This year I used my baby as a shield, and held him so nobody would throw any eggs our direction haha.<br />
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The first year I participated in this tradition I had the HARDEST time throwing my perfectly good eggs down the hill... It must be the Greenwood blood in me that has a hard time wasting food. Plus I had just spent all that time making the eggs cute just to throw them down a hill? So this year I was a little smarter and simply colored the eggs so I wouldn't become attached to them :) (haha if Ki were to read this post, he would roll his eyes and laugh that only I could get attached to Easter eggs) It is true though... I get easily attached to objects that don't have feelings. It is just who I am ;)<br />
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This year Ki tried to teach Parker to roll the eggs down the hill, but Parker wasn't a huge fan. He had his favorite Easter egg that was blue with a smiley face drawn on it that he refused to let go of :) He held it for like an hour, it was so cute. I guess maybe he has a little bit of me in him after all.<br />
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Anyhow... here are the pictures from Easter :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting spoiled and eating a sugar cookie with Aunt Jorie</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ever since Parker was a baby he has loved Uncle Austin. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting ready to throw eggs down the hill with dad</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Holding his beloved egg </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Laughing at everyone else throwing their eggs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Hanging out with Dad... and of course his egg haha</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kisses from Grandpa Marty. His goatee tickles Parker and makes him giggle</td></tr>
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<br /><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-39379649411488747562013-03-24T21:45:00.000-06:002013-03-24T21:50:31.618-06:00Once upon a time I used to blog...I remember years ago when I started my first blog thinking, "I will have so much more to blog about once I have a cute kid to write about" And now that I have an adorable munchkin of my own, I have morphed into the worst blogger of all time. <br />
<br />
Parker is now 9.5 months old. Where has the time gone? My 9 month pregnancy seemed to last an eternity compared to the last 9 months.<br />
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<br />
A few updates about our sweet boy :) This is sort of long-winded but more for my documentation then anything else.<br />
<ul>
<li>Parker is starting to roll from his back to his stomach more frequently. He doesn't protest to being on his stomach as much as he used to.</li>
<li>He
gets up on hands and knees constantly to reach and grab toys just out
of reach. He hasn't quite found the motivation to crawl, but I know he
is fully capable once he decides to give it a whirl. </li>
<li>His
current favorite activity is to walk endless circles in our house! When
he wants to walk he reaches for my fingers and then pulls himself up to
a stand and takes off. He just recently figured out how to push his
little walker around and our backs are singing the hallelujah chorus for
the break ;) </li>
<li>Parker likes to stand next to the couch, but
hasn't quite found the coordination (or maybe the courage) to walk
alongside it without my hand.</li>
<li>This boy LOVES to sit and read books. He squeals with excitement when we re-read his favorite ones.</li>
<li>We
recently tried the swing with huge success and now can't wait for the
weather to get warm so we can visit the park more often.</li>
<li>Lately Parker has decided that he would rather feed himself finger foods then be fed the jarred baby food. </li>
<li>If
he is the least bit tired while eating solids he can be quite a fussy
eater. If he is distracted by an object in his hands he will be
distracted enough to open his mouth and eat without protest though haha.
</li>
<li>We are working on weaning Parker from breastfeeding.
Currently I feed him morning and night and give him a bottle twice
during the day. The reason for the wean is so that I can leave him with
my mom while we head to Costa Rica next month (a bit selfish but
true). At first I thought I would be totally fine to wean him, but I
actually am having a harder time getting rid of the morning and night
feed then I thought. I suppose I have grown to like breastfeeding
(which is weird because when he was younger and had GERD breastfeeding
was so frustrating. At the time I couldn't wait to be done with it.)</li>
<li>He loves to give his stuffed animals open mouthed kisses. It is so cute :) </li>
<li>Still loves his bubbas. Won't sleep without them.</li>
<li>Gratefully he never tries to roll during diaper changes which I am hearing is rare, so we will enjoy it while it lasts!</li>
<li>Parker
got his first haircut from dad this past week and actually did fairly
well a part from the fact that he is 9 months old and can't sit still.
But then Ki got out the electric clippers out to trim the sides up a bit
and the poor baby was terrified. He about broke my heart bawling his
eyes out and reaching his little arms toward me wanting to be saved.</li>
<li> He
likes bath time, but hates getting lotioned afterwards. Also doesn't
love to float on his back yet. He always flails his arms trying to sit
up or grab my arm.</li>
<li>Takes really good naps and generally sleeps from 7:30 or 8 pm - 7:30 am no problem.</li>
<li>Getting lots more vocal lately. It seems that he might be starting to grasp that "dada" is Ki</li>
<li>So snuggly before/after naps and other random times when he wants to be :) Enjoying his cuddles while they last!</li>
<li>For
a while around 8 months he would do this eye roll thing. It was so
random and hilarious. Hasn't done it for a week or so though.</li>
<li>Reaches for us when he wants us, which still melts my heart every time :)</li>
<li>Is
generally a super easy going baby. Doesn't usually cry too much unless
other babies are crying haha. With that being said, at times he can be
quite stubborn. Ie: When Parker wants to walk holding our fingers but
we don't let him (usually at church when we are confined to a chair) he
throws a fit. Or if we are walking with him trying to get to a certain
destination that he doesn't agree with he fights to go the direction he
wants with all his might. Must get that little stubborn streak from his
dad ;)</li>
</ul>
Now for some pictures to sum up the last few months.
Ok, yeah I lied. It is a lot more pictures than "some" :) Peruse
if you so desire. Thanks for not giving up hope that I would eventually
update my blog ;)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First time eating solids at 6 months old in December</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Getting excited for Christmas! - 6 months old</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wrestling with Snuggles the bear</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Photo shoot with his best friend Max - December 2012</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Parker & Max - 6 months and 3 months</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Christmas Eve 2012 - Love my little family!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">About to open our Christmas pj's with the fam :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Parker and Grandma Mem</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">SOOOO excited for Christmas! ;)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Christmas Morning at our house before going to Grandma & Grandpa Greenwood's - We were all sufficiently spoiled </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"woah - this big one is for me?!"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He didn't quite grasp opening presents completely, but did like to play with the bows and wrapping paper :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Giving his new jumperoo a test run :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Giving his puppy a kiss :) January 2013 - 7 months old</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our cool little dude :) Wishing for warm sunny weather like his mom!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Sledding for the first time - 7 months old</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cute little snow bear. Very curious about the snow. Trying to sneak a finger out to touch it :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First time swimming - 7 months old - Good thing his 0-3 month swimsuit still fits!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki and Parker at the pool </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">One of his first times getting on all fours 7.5 months old </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taking a nap with his tiger and his bubba. Has to have something to cuddle while he sleeps :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandpa Marty came to visit! Wasn't to sure about him at first - but were good friends by the time Grandpa left</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Parker with Grandma Natalie - 7 months</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Looking at his favorite book - 7 months old</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">8 month pics - (we were aiming to do them at 6 months but... that didn't happen)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">loves to suck on his lips and make elephant sounds</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">8 month pics - my cute smiley little guy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"How did my tiger get here?"</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So big. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">CHEESE!!!!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki's favorite - Cute chubby cheeks and the prettiest little eyes!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">His classic "excited" face :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">He is so scrumptious! I just adore him :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma Cyndi came to visit!!! 8 months old</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's official he is cruising! 9 months old</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">haha ignore his homeless hair :)</td></tr>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-78087482392549441412012-11-11T19:32:00.001-07:002012-11-11T19:32:57.937-07:00Three Fabulous Years, Halloween, etc :)I apologize for my terribly inconsistent blogging. So much is happening all the time that I feel bad for not documenting it properly but at the same time I just am busy enjoying it all so I guess that is good.<br />
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Since I last blogged Ki and I celebrated our third anniversary. Holy smokes :) I love him so so much and sincerely can't imagine my life without him. The past three years have been a grand adventure and I can't wait to see what the future has in store! A few highlights of our third year of marriage include: me graduating, purchasing our first family home, and of course the most exciting thing of all -welcoming Parker into our family. Parker by far has been the best thing to happen to us this year. We love him more then we ever could've imagined, and now that I now how wonderful it is to have him, I can't believe it took Ki so long to convince me to get pregnant haha :)<br />
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To celebrate our anniversary we went up the canyon with Parker to walk around, eat a picnic, and just enjoy each others company :)<br />
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Then one of my best friends in the whole world and her cute family came down to visit! I was devastated when Tiff's husband Jake got a job that moved them to Idaho, so any time we get to spend with them is treasured! We got to meet baby Max for the first time and he is such a cutie! I am excited him and Parker get to grow up being buddies! <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Tiff, Jake, & Max at Cascade Springs</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love this curious little baby :)</td></tr>
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Next was Halloween :) We dressed up as a safari tour guide, a panther, and a baby giraffe :) We thought it was pretty clever for being so last minute. I thought of the idea for Ki to have a sign that said Don't Feed the Animals with the Don't crossed out in the shower on Halloween day. Get it? Cause we want to get fed candy when we go trick or treating haha. I thought I was pretty clever. Coming from like the least creative person on the planet that is some serious progress :) Parker was ADORABLE. He was so cute all day, until we went trick or treating. By then he was wore out so we only went to a couple of our friends' houses in the ward before we called it a night.<br />
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So.... my baby is 5 months old! Holy cow. Can you believe it? I can't. It is hard to believe that in a few weeks we will have had him in our lives for half a year. Ever since Parker turned 3.5 months it has been new development after new development. He is getting so fun! We loved him as a newborn too, but it has been so exciting to see him learn new skills so quickly and develop into a little personality :) I by no means have motherhood mastered, but I figure that is probably a
life long journey :) I just am doing my best and trying not to freak
out when new circumstances arise haha.<br />
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Parker can now sit unassisted for about a minute as long as he doesn't try to look around too much, and is getting stronger and better all the time. He can roll over, but still doesn't do so very often. He now enjoys tummy time and plays peek a boo. A neighbor and friend's 3 year old daughter Alyssa, makes Parker laugh so so hard! We can get him to laugh a little bit, but for some reason he thinks she is way more entertaining. He still isn't very big (in about the 15th percentile), but we are glad that he is consistently growing. Parker's reflux is greatly improved, so we tried taking him off his reflux meds at 4 months. He started having problems eating again though and wasn't quite ready, but we think he will be ready by 6 months and plan to try again then. Overall he is a pretty good sleeper but he does still wakes up once in the very early morning for a feeding after going to bed at 7:30 or 8... I am hoping that will end soon, but we shall see. Most days he naps well and he is overall a very happy baby!<br />
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One of Parker's quirks is that he loves his little bubba. When he sleeps he loves to cuddle it and pull it on top of his face. In fact when he wakes up in the middle of the night he finds the bubba in his crib and rubs it on his face to put himself back to sleep. If he has the blanket on his face for too long during his naps we usually go take it off but 15 minutes later he will have pulled it back close to his face. (I know letting him sleep with it is against the sleeping guidelines so spare me a lecture, but he is really good at controlling it and just loves it so much that I let him... maybe that makes me the worst mother of the year, but I just don't have the heart to take it away.) Another cute thing is that he loves to play with his feet. His newest discovery is that he can pull off his socks and then suck on them haha. Lately he has also developed this really special interest in his dad, his face lights up into a huge grin every time Ki walks in the room, and he loves to play with him. This is probably in part due to the fact that Ki has been a stay at home dad with us the last 2 months. Long story short is that his position at Linx was no longer an option and he decided he wasn't interested in all the traveling that would be required with the new position they were offering him so he decided it was time to find a new job. This brings me to my next item of blog business...<br />
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Ki got a new job this week! Woo Hoo! Tuesday was a bittersweet day for us as we were really excited that Ki got offered a job at AtTask, and really disappointed that Romney lost the election. But we don't dwell on the negative and feel so so so blessed to have found another job. Ki will be an educator and teach the companies that purchase AtTask's software how to use it. I think... haha. He is really excited to start a new chapter in his professional life, especially since he was hoping to get this job ever since one of his best friends worked for and spoke so highly of AtTask. He starts the Monday before Thanksgiving and we are SO thankful! <br />
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In less important news I got a new calling as the webelo cub scout leader :) Yeah... I feel like I don't know anything that I should so if you have any advice help me out! <br />
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That about sums up the most important information I think...<br />
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To end I will post a couple videos of Parker. He is pretty cute. Enjoy if you so choose :) Thanks for checking in on the Jensen family! I will try harder to keep the blog better updated.<br />
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-80584507965041499672012-11-08T11:11:00.002-07:002012-11-08T11:11:18.662-07:00Some of my Favorite ThingsSo I wrote this post two months ago but then it never got posted so... here ya go. Two months late :) <br />
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Parker is now almost 12 weeks and it basically feels impossible to keep up with the blog on top of everything else... I am still adjusting to being an attentive mom to Parker while simultaneously getting dinner made every day, doing the laundry every week and keeping the house clean. Not to mention grocery shopping is now the hardest thing ever haha. Luckily for me, Ki is always willing to stop at the store on his way home to grab some groceries for me :) It is a good thing that in my case kids come one at a time! I don't even know how I'd keep up with more than one haha. But even though I don't think I could handle more than one yet, after having Parker I think I want more kids than I originally thought :) He just is so fun and smart and cuddly and the way he makes me feel makes me think I want more kids than I used to think I wanted if that makes sense.<br />
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So instead of trying to share every single detail of our lives since Parker's birth, I will post some of my favorite pictures since he was born and some of my favorite things that Parker does that I really don't want to forget!<br />
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We will start with the details :)<br />
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<li>Parker ever since he was really little LOVES to stare at the bear on the wall next to his changing table. Before he could smile you would see his eyes light up when he saw the bear. His first smile was at the bear. And now that he babbles his cute little baby talk he always talks to his bear :) It is so cute. He could be crying when I pick him up out of his crib, but the second I put him on his changing table and he sees his bear he is all smiles and coos! It is so funny.</li>
<li>His second smile was at his Dad and his first coo. I was sorta jealous! haha. I was like geez I am with him way more then you, and he smiled at you first! But I was also glad, because that was when Ki started to really bond with Parker.</li>
<li>Parker has a little play mat with animals that hang above him and at first he totally showed favoritism to certain animals at first! Haha he would talk and smile at the giraffe, but if you hung the parrot above him he would look away and refuse to look at it. I think he was afraid of it or something lol. Now he talks to all of his animals, but it was so funny to Ki and I that at first he was afraid of the parrot for some reason.</li>
<li>Parker is super cuddly. Maybe all babies are? I don't know since he is my first, but I LOVE that he loves to cuddle with me. When he is tired he rubs his face into your shoulders or chest, and he loves to cuddle his soft blankies. I am not kidding. Whenever he is crying because he is tired or upset and you give him his blanket to hug in his arms he calms right down. He loves to feel his blankies with his hands and rub his face into them. It is pretty much the cutest thing ever.</li>
<li>One of Ki's favorite things to do with Parker is fly him around the house like superman. It is so cute and I love that Ki likes to be involved with Parker. Whenever Ki is home he likes to change Parker's diapers and help out just to spend time with him :) I wonder how long the diaper changes will last haha. </li>
<li>Parker loves to be outside. Whenever he is being fussy and we go sit outside on the grass or go for a walk he calms down. He just looks all around and for some reason it calms him. It is strange but helpful. He doesn't like the wind though so if it is really windy he doesn't enjoy it as much.</li>
<li>For some reason when I take naps with Parker in my bed (don't worry I don't sleep close enough to squish him and he sleeps on top of the blankets so he doesn't get smothered) he will sleep like 2.5 hours! Which is longer than he usually naps. I haven't figured out yet if it is because of our mattress that he sleeps better or if it is because he wakes up and sees that my eyes are closed still and goes back to sleep or what haha. It is kind of nice though. I love taking naps with him and wish I could feel good about taking one every day :) Unfortunately there is too much other stuff I feel like I need to do to take naps everyday (emphasis on the FEEL- Ki tells me I always find things to do that aren't really necessary but they always feel necessary to me haha)</li>
<li>Parker rolled over at 3 weeks old twice... but clearly it was a fluke since he hasn't done it since then. Not to mention you would think he would grow accustomed to tummy time the older he gets, but it seems like he hates it worse the older he gets.</li>
<li>Ki has this tendency to think that our child is a super baby and that he will do things faster then all the other babies. Lately he has been practicing "sitting" with Parker even though I don't think you could consider it sitting since obviously Parker can't hold his body weight yet haha. </li>
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Now for the pictures :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We went to the Scera Shell Outdoor theater to see Jake Porter's performance</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Parker and me :) Parker wasn't loving all the noise so we had to cover his ears </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The friends and family who came out for the baby blessing!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My sweet family the day of Parker's baby blessing</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">4 generations: Grandma Greenwood, Great Grandma Zackrison, Parker, and me.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Parker in his blessing outfit :) He wasn't in the best of moods after a long day of festivities.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meeting Kacee and Uncle Tristan for the first time</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Parker and Alyssa (a neighbor) </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Saying goodbye to Elder Brady Jensen</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The whole Jensen family</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Up the canyon with Uncle Tristan and Aunt Kristin</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All of us up the canyon :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love my little family!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My two very handsome boys :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Went camping over Labor Day Weekend with the Jensens</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Momma and Parker out for a little ride</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dad and Parker snuggling in the camper one morning</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Being adorable</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Medicine mouth haha</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Saying goodbye to Elder Nathan Greenwood</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I love my little cuddle cub</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The whole Greenwood Family </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Uncle Nate and Parker</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">About to go out for one of our daily walks</td></tr>
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<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-6911587427952410082012-08-05T16:33:00.001-06:002012-08-05T16:33:21.106-06:00Parker Ki Jensen - 6.6.2012It is about time I got around to blogging about the newest and cutest member of our family!!! I have been wanting to do a blog post about our cute little guy for awhile now but... well you know :) Blogging has sort of been on the back burner the last 2 months. On the very farthest spot on the back of the back burner to be exact haha.<br />
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<b>The Sunday previous to my due date</b>: I decided I had just about had it with being pregnant so Ki and I went power walking for an hour and a half before church... we of course found out later that the speed has nothing to do with helping bring on labor, just the gravity of being on your feet walking... well gee wiz that would have been nice to know before we POWER walked haha. I was SO sore the next day I could barely lift my feet when i walked and my hips felt like they were broken. Lesson learned.<br />
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<b>Monday: </b>Parker still wasn't ready to come meet us and I had decided that being large and pregnant wasn't so bad... he sure was easy to take care of in my belly. I came to the conclusion that I would no longer worry about trying to speed his arrival through the practice of all the "wives tale" remedies. He would come when he was good and ready :)<br />
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<b>Tuesday: </b>It turns out my discovery from the previous day was no longer clear in my mind, as I once again decided that I NEEDED to meet Parker and SOON. This sense of urgency came again when my pregnant brain suddenly remembered my husband's sister's wedding was in 10 days down in St. George. So I again began to try everything in the book to get our little angel to come. Went for another hour and a half walk, deep foot massage, walking with one foot on the curb one foot off (my neighbor SWEARS this worked for her), s-x, spicy indian food for dinner etc. Nothing- not even braxton hicks. That night I went to bed convinced I wasn't going to see Parker for another week.<br />
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<b>Wednesday June 6th 2012 (due date): </b>I woke up at 8:50 am to get ready for my 40 wk doctor appointment, went to the bathroom, stood up off the toilet, and then there was just a huge gush! I just stood there in shock in a big puddle thinking "no way!" I then shouted to Ki who was still in bed that my water had just broke. I have NEVER seen him get out of bed so fast in all the time I have been married to him. We called the OB office to tell them my water broke and the nurse said "get your butt to the hospital" I then asked if I could at least shower first and she said yes but only if you hurry. So hurry I did. On the way to the hospital we disagreed over which was the faster route. Ki took his way, but then missed a turn. We laughed when we missed a turn because when we had read the chapter in my pregnancy book about preparing for the delivery day they suggested that you practice driving to the hospital which we thought was ridiculous. I guess the book knew that husbands in their flustered state of excitement often miss turns on the way to the hospital :)<br />
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We checked into the hospital around 10:15 am - by the time I got to my room it was 10:30. I was only dilated to a 1, 80% effaced, and having irregular contractions so the doctor recommended I get started on a little bit of pitocin. After about an hour on the pitocin i was having contractions every minute so they took me off. After that my body had contractions every 2 minutes all by itself. I finally got the epidural when I was at a 5 sometime in the afternoon maybe around 3? And oh my goodness after feeling the difference I don't think I could ever attempt to do it without the epidural. I am impressed by those who can do it without one, but for me the whole experience just was so much more enjoyable after I had the epidural then it was before.<br />
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After the epidural to pass the time we chatted about how we couldn't believe we were going to get to meet Parker in just a few hours, Ki watched the office on my ipad, I read the billions of papers the hospital brought to me, and we waited anxiously.<br />
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At around 6:40 pm the nurse came in and checked me and said that I was ready to push! This was the part I had been most nervous about and I got butterflies of nervousness and excitement. My epidural was kinda weird because I was absolutely completely dead on my right side of my body, but I could still feel the contractions on my left... it was a very odd sensation. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't even move my right leg a hair. My nurse took my left leg and Ki took my dead leg and we started pushing. Ki took his job very seriously and would shove my leg as hard as he could into my body when I was pushing hehe :) In fact he was even a little sore the next day. So funny. Anyhow the first questions I asked Ki when he said he could see our little man was "Does he have hair? What color is it?" Haha Ki makes fun of me to this day for asking those things mid-push, but I was so curious! When the moment came that we needed the Dr's help, he wasn't there yet! So the nurse was like don't push! We need to wait for the doctor so he can give you an episiotomy this baby's head is stuck. I was like ok, but it was surprisingly SO hard not too push. My body felt like it needed to so bad. When the doctor finally got there I got so nervous about feeling the episiotomy since my epidural was wearing off, but Ki squeezed my hand and was like you can do it, so I pushed - the doctor cut- and out popped Parker's head :) One more push and out popped his whole body. It all felt so weird and surreal. I immediately started bawling my eyes out the second I saw him - I couldn't believe I was a mom and that he was mine! I thought he was beautiful the second he was born, but Ki still talks about how alien like he looked the first couple minutes fresh out of the womb haha.<br />
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Parker was born at 7:35 pm and was 6 lbs 14 oz and 18.5 inches long. The moment the doctor put Parker on my chest and he was crying and I got to hold him and love him for the first time was so incredible. I almost cry just thinking about how it felt. I was so worried in the weeks leading up to my due date that I wouldn't know how to hold him or how to be his mom, but the second they put him in my arms I didn't even have to think twice about it. It was like I was always meant to be his mom. It was the most amazing feeling in the world. <br />
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I still can't believe I am a mom. Sometimes I look at Parker and
just think oh my gosh he is my baby. I don't know how to explain it, I
just feel so lucky to have him and Ki in my life! The last couple
months since he was born have been some of the most exhausting and some
of the most rewarding moments in my life. I can't even believe how much
Ki and I love him! To us he is the cutest baby that has ever been
born! I think he is beautiful and Ki used to tell me that beautiful
wasn't masculine enough of a word to describe him, but just the other
day he was like "he really is beautiful huh" So now we both think he is
beautiful lol.<br />
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Anyways, I could write so much more and I hope that I will get to
another blog post soon about all the cute things he is starting to do
that I love, as well as a post about his baby blessing day, the 4th of
july, etc.. etc... Dang, he is only 2 months old and I am already so
far behind! For now enjoy these pictures from his birth/hospital stay
since if I posted all the pics from the last 2 months it would be a
little overkill... actually it probably still is haha :) <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Doing my makeup - I know I am weird.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Fresh out of the womb - 6 lbs 14 oz 18.5 inches - and a healthy pair of lungs lol</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First time holding my sweet boy - words can't describe it</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">These make me cry just looking at them lol - one of the best moments in my life</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Papa and Parker</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All bundled up waiting to go get his bath<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All cleaned up and in our room :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Love this picture of him and his little tongue haha</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Quality time with Dad<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Grandma Mem & Grandma Cyndi with Parker</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Bella Baby Photography - we call this the Monkey pose <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Such a sweet little face and cute little baby fists<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki & Parker - melts my heart<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My precious baby<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First Family Photo<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First car ride - home from the hospital - Ki has never driven so cautiously ever!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">First day home from hospital meeting Auntie Ash<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Home with our newest member of the family<br />
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<br />Until next time! Thanks for reading :) Hopefully I will update again before another 2 months goes by! But no promises... my house is still in desperate need of a deep clean :) <div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-1454958833045770412012-05-12T14:05:00.004-06:002012-05-12T14:46:39.315-06:00House & Pregnancy Update :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Have you noticed I am playing blog catch up? I don't think I will ever be caught up with everything I wanted to write about (Remember how I never finished blogging about our trip to Europe last Fall?)</div>
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Oh well worse things have happened :)<br />
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I am now 36.5 weeks pregnant. I simply can't believe it. The time has gone so fast! Every morning when I wake up and there isn't anything pressing going on I just lay there in bed enjoying every last sleeping in moment I have before baby boy gets here. I really love to sleep in occasionally so I have to soak up every last second of it that I have!<br />
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Speaking of baby boy, we have decided on his name! We have decided his name will be Parker Ki Jensen :) Parker was my favorite from the beginning so when Ki decided it was his favorite too I was glad. His middle name will be Ki after his dad because that is kind of the tradition on Ki's side of the family for the first born son to have the same middle name after their father.<br />
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Ki is getting more and more excited for Parker to come, I am getting more excited, but still feel anxious about not being able to feel totally prepared. Everyone keeps telling me you can never be 100% prepared to become a mom but I just wish you could lol. Being an amazing mom like my mom, is all I have ever wanted to do. I never wanted to have a career or an important job, all I ever wanted was to be a mom. Now that it is happening I can't help but feel overwhelmed sometimes and I just pray that I am ready! I already love little Parker so much and just hope I can be the mom he needs me to be :)<br />
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Anyways enough of my hormonal pregnant ramblings :) here are a couple pictures of my belly from the last few weeks.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">31 weeks</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">33 weeks</td></tr>
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These next few photos are my "pregnant photo shoot" Haha. Tristan my super awesome brother in law has a pretty artistic eye so I had him take a few pictures before he, my sister Kristin, and brother Nate moved to Wisconsin. I am pretty devastated that they won't get to be here when Parker is born, but I will spare you from having to hear all about just how devastated I am lol. These pictures were taken at 35 weeks in my parents backyard :) Thanks Tristan!<br />
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Now on to the house update :) As of this week we have... a water softener, a front yard, and Parker's room is complete! As for the decorating in the other parts of the house... we still only have one clock hanging on the wall... :) Maybe someday I will get to ordering and hanging pictures loll<br />
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Here are a few pictures of our new front yard and Parker's room. I
never thought I would be so excited about a couple trees and bushes, but
they make it feel even more homey! Now I just need to figure out the
basics like... when to water your lawn, and how often haha. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We have grass, 2 trees, and 4 bushes now :) Can't wait until the back and sides are done too.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Parker's cute crib, dresser, and painted block letters. The dresser is the same one my parents had in mine and my siblings baby rooms. Ki and I repainted it and added knobs to match the crib. I love how it turned out!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The window wall with the cute aviator bear stickers that look cuter in person :)</td></tr>
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Parker's room turned out so cute! I love it. Ki and I go in there almost every night just to visit :) It is like our happy place or something haha. When nobody else is home I like to go in and just sit in my chair and read or think about what it will be like when Parker is born and with me in my arms. Thinking about it gives me little butterflies of nervousness, but also makes me get little chills of excitement. I am so grateful for the opportunity that Ki and I have been given to be parents to little Parker. I already love him so so much! I also can't wait to see what an amazing father Ki will be. Sometimes when we go in Parker's room at night Ki will get out one of his little newborn onesies and lay it in the crib and get all giddy and say "can you believe there is going to be a little guy in there soon!" It just makes my heart melt to see how excited he is for Parker to be born. I am so glad I get to share this new adventure with Ki :)</div>
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I seriously just feel so blessed, and can't wait to meet our little guy!! </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-65815235713323656832012-05-12T13:08:00.000-06:002012-05-12T13:11:49.481-06:00I had a birthday :)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">
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I turned 23! It was a pretty good birthday considering Ki was gone on a business trip for 2 weeks during my birthday :( But luckily I have an awesome family that I could celebrate with, and luckily Ki's sister Kenzie (who is living with us) helped me have a fun birthday without him :)<br />
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Sunday before my birthday we celebrated with cake! Then on my actual birthday I went and visited my brother Nate in the hospital (he just had surgery on his thoracic outlet syndrome), went to lunch with my mom, was pleasantly surprised by the flowers Ki sent, and had cake and painted the letters for the baby nursery with Kenzie that night at home (more on that to come). A few days after my birthday my mom took me and my sisters out for pedicures to celebrate my birthday and then for my birthday present, my mom and Ki got me <a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/ju-ju-be-bff-diaper-bag/3325021?origin=keywordsearch&resultback=250" target="_blank">this</a> diaper bag that I have been wanting! It was pretty pricey, but I am already in love with it! I got it in the "sea glass" color. </div>
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So even though my love was gone I still had a spectacular birthday. Thanks best family in the world!</div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mom made BTS cake :) yum! Forgive my Sunday sweats attire lol</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Visiting poor Nate in the hospital after his surgery</td></tr>
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In other recent events, I was able to go up to the City Creek Shopping Center in SLC with my mom, sisters, and grandma! It was a lot of fun to have a girls day out :)<br />
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My mom and sisters threw me a baby shower, as well as Ki's mom, and Tiff and Mama Mickelsen. Thanks guys! Baby Boy got so many cute and needed things!!! I am so so grateful :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With my beautiful momma and sisters at my baby shower :)</td></tr>
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLcnYUcpuwr2hL4-Cyr7LfsYUAX1Hwm8xDUDwnS5uA_g8qI5vK-n_FwbWSSUSLeWgJ_67iOJzpnttB6IPtT0m5ijampX5k6DjIGein8CX72650I92ZRfPsTekdFGYtLMpNA8S-PVZhQFE/s1600/20120411+-+City+Creek+elevator+-+Grandpa+Kasteler+%2867%29.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-80220516463050871682012-05-12T12:27:00.002-06:002012-05-12T12:27:34.002-06:00Once upon a time I graduated!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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I remember graduating from High School thinking that I had SO much school left and that it would take me forever to graduate from BYU. Now I can't hardly believe how fast time has gone since then.. It is true people. I did it! I really graduated with a 4 year degree. There was a brief time in my life I contemplated dropping out of College.. you see those first couple years of generals were not very fun and I wasn't particularly fond of going to school. But I stuck with it and once I got into the classes for my major (Exercise & Wellness) this weird phenomenon occurred and I began to like going to class and learning! I am so grateful for everything I learned at school and that I stuck with it!<br />
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Even though I don't know what I would do with my degree if I had to make a career out of it, it is nice to have. I feel like I finished and accomplished something that wasn't always easy. I am SUPER grateful to my parents for supporting me through school, not only financially but by letting me choose for myself to go. I always knew they probably wanted me to finish College, but I never had any doubt that if I didn't they would still love me. I think the fact that I didn't feel pressured into anything made it easier for me to see that I really did want to graduate and to keep going :) I am also grateful for my supportive husband Ki! He is just the best :) He would exaggerate the truth and flatter me by telling me how smart I was and that I could do hard things lol. But seriously. I am grateful for the support from those that I love and look up to the most! <br />
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Anyways enough of that babble... Here are some photos from the momentous occasion. Please excuse the big blue whale that is in the majority of the pictures :) It turns out being 8 months pregnant in a graduation gown isn't very flattering.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">According to my dad this is what Nate, Andrew, Tristan, Shay, Kristin, and Ki all looked like through the majority of the ceremony lol. Who can blame them? The college of life sciences is HUGE.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Walking to get my name read. I shouldn't be too hard to pick out (again I am the big blue whale) But just in case any of you are particularly blind I am the 3rd from the left.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me, the graduate! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">With the cutest husband in the world :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and Grandma Z</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me with Grandma & Grandpa Greenwood</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">the whale who needs no introduction with the amazing parentals!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The whole family! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me and Kenz :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We didn't want to wait in line to stand in front of the sign so we sneakily sat down and snapped a quick photo :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">"hurry and smile, there is nobody in the background!" -mom</td></tr>
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Happy Graduation Day! It felt weird and fabulous all at the same time. I can't believe I really did it :)<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-19483692092826309132012-04-02T20:20:00.001-06:002012-04-02T20:22:15.223-06:00Time is flyingWe have already been in our new house a month! I can't believe it. Time is flying so fast lately. We love it here in Cedar Hills and we feel so blessed to have our own place to start our new family in. I still don't know many people in the ward, but I am glad that we will be here long enough for me to get to know people and make friends! It was hard to get to know people when we kept uprooting every 6 months. If only I was a little more outgoing so I could make friends more quickly lol.<br />
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Speaking of how quickly time is going, I can't believe that I am due in 9 weeks! Seriously I freaked out the other day when I realized how close June is . . . it feels like we have so much to do still before baby boy comes :) Hopefully we get it all finished! And yes, we still have not decided on a name for our little Jensen family addition, so I refer to him as baby boy or my little cub :) We have narrowed it down to two names though so at least we are making progress. I go back and forth between being impatient to meet my little guy and being totally overwhelmed that I don't know anything about how to be a mom and wanting him to stay in my belly where he is easy to protect and take care of lol. I have never been super natural with newborns... whenever I hold other peoples little ones and they start crying I instantly feel like I don't know what to do, so I am just hoping that my natural mother instincts really will kick in after he is born and I will know how to comfort him, take care of him, and be his mom. I ordered a bunch of books off amazon to read before he comes, so hopefully that will at least make me feel a tiny bit more prepared :) I know loving him won't be a problem, cause I already love him so stinking much! Feeling him move around in my belly makes me smile every day and when I see my neighbors outside playing with their adorable little ones I get super excited to have a little one of my own. I know I will have a lot to learn when he comes, but I figure nobody knows exactly what they are doing with their first one right?<br />
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Ki on the other hand couldn't be more ecstatic and impatient for baby boy to come. I am so glad that he is so excited for our little cub. It helps me feel at ease whenever I am nervous to know that he is 100% on board and that he is going to be there to help me and be supportive every step of the way. He loves to talk to him, rub him, try to get him to kick, and willingly gives me back massages on request. I feel pretty lucky :) Even if he likes to tease me and chuckle every time I get stuck on the couch and he has to help me up.<br />
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We just bought baby boy's crib this weekend and it is now all set up in his room. I go in every day just to stare at the crib and get excited for how cute his little room is going to be once we have his bedding and once we repaint the baby dresser my parents passed down to us. I will be sure to post pictures of his cute little room once we get it all finished :)<br />
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Well that is all for now. Here are a few recent pictures to end on. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Went bowling with some of the awesome people from Ki's office last summer. So good to see everyone and catch up! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here we are at 25 weeks along :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our beautiful home! :) We moved in March 3 and are loving it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cute house from a different angle</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Here I am looking pasty white and 30 weeks pregnant lol</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">another angle of my ever expanding belly</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-16832741920354514132012-02-20T19:38:00.000-07:002012-02-20T19:38:51.793-07:00Valentines Day 2012I know this post is like... way late but better late than never right? We had a simple day yet to me it was still a meaningful celebration of our love! I wish we had taken a picture together... but we didn't. Dang. Here is a synopsis of our day.<br />
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I tried to start the day off right by making Ki Valentines Day french toast with buttermilk syrup and fresh strawberries! Only.. Ki is allergic to fruits so the strawberries were included for my enjoyment only :) Then Ki had to go to work, but I had hid a few Valentine treats and surprises for him to find throughout the day. Then I spent the rest of the day finishing his "gift from the heart" a little book called the ABC's of what I love about you" - I didn't buy him anything besides a few treats because we had decided to go cheap this V-day seeing as we have upcoming baby expenses and house expenses. Then Ki got home from work early and surprised me with a BIG present! He got me a little video camera to use when our cute baby boy is born to document fun milestones. I was BLOWN away... and felt really spoiled... and sad that I hadn't gotten him anything, but he said that he just had to get me something because I always win in the department of gifts from the heart :) But what I loved even more then the camera was his cheesy card about how much he loved me. It made me cry, I loved it, every single word :) The best gifts can't be bought folks! <br />
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After eating Honey Lime Enchiladas, Ki's favorite, for dinner we headed out to see The Vow. Only apparently it wasn't meant to be because we drove to three theaters and it was sold out in all three! Major bummer. We were even there an hour and a half early... but I guess we should have expected that on Valentines Day :) So instead we went to the movie Chronicle. I HATED it. It was much to depressing/melancholy for my liking. Ki thought it was pretty good though. Luckily when you have a Valentine as great as mine its ok if you go see the most un-romantic movie ever because it doesn't make him any less fantastic ;)<br />
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I am grateful for the day of love so we have an excuse to go overboard on showing our loved ones how much we care :) But I am even more grateful to have such an amazing husband to love every single day of the year, who loves me back. Being in love is the greatest. Thanks friends and family I love you all! I am one lucky, spoiled, blessed girl. Knowing all of you makes my life so full of love and happiness! Thanks for being a part of that :) <div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-60743911754214111022012-02-20T19:18:00.001-07:002012-02-20T19:21:06.555-07:00Just a glimpse of what we've been up to latelyBaby boy:<br />
<ul><li>He seems to be growing bigger every day because I swear my belly gets bigger every day.</li>
<li>We still haven't decided on a name but we call him baby boy, little buddy, and little cub for now.</li>
<li>He got his 21 wk ultrasound done on January 25 and the doctor says everything looks good.</li>
<li>When I rest heavy objects (e.g. my ipad) on my belly he will kick them until I move them off. </li>
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Me:<br />
<ul><li>Still doing yoga everyday although it is starting to get frustrating that the things that were once simple for me to do are getting SO difficult haha. My center of balance is DEFINITELY changing.</li>
<li>Love feeling baby boy move around inside my belly. Feel like I am in the good stage of pregnancy. Big enough that I feel pregnant instead of fat and bloated, yet not huge enough that my mobility is affected or that I feel too uncomfortable.</li>
<li>Not loving the fact that my belly button has been pushed into an "outie"</li>
<li>Have meant to take an updated "belly pic" but never really feel like it whenever I think about it :) </li>
<li>Avoiding driving as much as possible, which is fairly simple considering we are currently down to one vehicle :)</li>
</ul>Ki:<br />
<ul><li>Passed his kidney stone and is hoping to avoid the Emergency Room for at least a little while :) </li>
<li>Reads baby boy a story every night before we go to bed and likes to push on my belly until baby boy kicks him haha.</li>
<li>His grandma died and we were able to attend her funeral this past weekend. It was great to learn more about his grandma through the stories told and to spend time with his family. Grateful for the gospel and the knowledge that we will see her again someday.</li>
</ul>Our Future Home:<br />
<ul><li>It is almost done and looking so good!! woo hoo! We are getting so excited to be able to unpack our stuff and have a place of our own again :)</li>
<li>We should close on the house this Thursday and be able to start moving in on Friday.</li>
<li>We won't actually start living in our house until the beginning of March since we will be babysitting my cute siblings while my parents are on their 25th wedding anniversary trip in St. Thomas. I wish I was going with them! A tropical beach sounds pretty awesome right now. Other than I don't think I have any swimsuits that would currently fit so... its for the best that they leave me behind ;) </li>
</ul>Sorry there aren't more pictures to make the post more interesting but like I said I never feel like taking belly pics, Ki doesn't like his picture taken, and we've forgotten our camera the last few times we've been up to Cedar Hills to see how the house was coming along :)<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-54870972425954923902012-02-12T23:39:00.001-07:002012-02-12T23:40:47.716-07:00Feeling very grateful...This morning around 12:05 a.m. I was driving myself and my cute husband Ki back home from the airport. I was so excited that he was back from his business trip, that I wasn't paying as much attention as I should have to the road. I had the car (our blue mazda) on cruise control at 68 mph... the roads were wet... it had been raining. We were on I-80 E and next thing I knew we were in the sharp curve just before merging onto I-15 when I suddenly panicked as I realized I was going WAY too fast around the turn. I hit the break harder then I meant to which caused us to hydroplane and start sliding sideways... I then panicked even worse and tried to correct which only made matters much worse. We ended up hitting the cement wall on the right side of the road then did a 360 across 3 lanes of traffic before slamming into the median on the left side of the freeway which finally brought us to a stop. All I remember was being so so terrified as I realized we were about to hit the first wall that I closed my eyes, then I pretty much don't remember much other then being hit by the airbag and being so so scared that Ki and my baby boy were hurt. After the car came to a stop Ki said I was pretty dazed for a couple minutes and wouldn't open my eyes. When I finally opened my eyes, all I remember was that I was shaking really badly and all I could keep saying was that I was so so sorry as I hysterically sobbed after seeing that Ki was ok.<br />
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We feel so blessed that as hard as we hit, and as bad as the accident could have been that we both are okay. It was so lucky that we happened to be the last car in the pack when I lost control of the car. We were lucky that even though we were sticking out into the left lane around a blind turn when we finally came to a stop, that no cars hit us. We were lucky that like the 3rd car that drove past us after we crashed was a police officer, who promptly put out those firecracker things around the car and made a safe perimeter. The firemen were so kind to me as they took my vitals and were making sure everything was ok. We were lucky enough not to need the ambulance that came to the scene. We went to the hospital after my mom and dad picked us up and our car was towed away to check on our sweet baby boy. I was so scared for him, it was all I could do to keep my emotions under control and to stop shaking. But they monitored us at the hospital for awhile to make sure I didn't start having contractions and to make sure that the baby's heartbeat was ok, as well as to make sure he was moving. I was SOOOOOO relieved when I heard him kick the monitor over and over. I can't even imagine how hard it would have been to forgive myself if anything had happened to Ki or our baby boy last night... I cry pretty much every time I think about it. They are my life and I am so thankful to still have both of them.. an event like last nights makes you realize how quickly life could change and made me re-discover just how much I have to lose because of how blessed I have been. I hope that after this experience I will not only be more careful, but that I will show my gratitude more in my daily life to my Heavenly Father by living the way he wants me too. <br />
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Other then some pretty severe whiplash and bruises from my seat belt and the airbag I am ok. Ki banged up his one leg pretty good, but is also ok. How could I ask for more? I am grateful for a husband who was WAY more concerned about the safety of our family then the fact that I crashed and totaled the car that he loved and took VERY good care of. I am so lucky. So blessed. I still keep replaying the accident over and over in my head like a bad nightmare wishing I would've been going slower, or that I would've done something differently so that I didn't wreck the car, but Ki just keeps telling me there are more important things than the car and that we have all the important things still. He is right, but man why is it so hard to be ok that I made a mistake? I feel so GUILTY. I would've been way worse off if anything more serious had happened, and that leaves me feeling grateful that I still have the most important people in my life.<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-82311139320945144782012-01-23T00:02:00.000-07:002012-01-23T00:02:54.203-07:00Future Jensen Home Update<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
So this will mostly just be a picture update because there isn't much to say other than they are finally making progress on the house! It won't be finished on time but should be done by mid to end February :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> We are getting anxious the closer it gets! I just want to get in there and start making the house a home and start accumulating the necessary baby items. Not to mention Ki's little sister Kenzie is coming to live with us while she is attending UVU so she is anxious too! Currently she is sleeping on her kind cousins' couch and while I am sure it has been nothing but one fun party, I am sure she will be glad to get her bed back, and that Meg & Marci will be glad to get there couch back. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So you see we are all counting down the days! I am sure even my mom and dad are about ready to reclaim their basement, although it has been fun to see and spend a lot of time with the family. Not to mention that having my mom's help with the cooking and such was a huge blessing during my first trimester when I was still sort of feeling lousy and busy with school and my internship. Thanks mom! You are seriously the best :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I think I am standing in our future bedroom... but I could be mistaken :)</td></tr>
</tbody></table>The builders would only wire 2 rooms with TV for free so a guy at Ki's work, Tony, offered to help Ki wire the house. They ran the whole house with RG-6 and ethernet so that one day we can implement my dad's whole home automation system and/or our own security system without having to pay a separate company if we want to. They also set up our living room with surround sound which Ki is VERY excited about. I doubt I would have noticed the difference if they hadn't put in all their hard work, but I am glad Ki can have his dream techie home lol.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki and Tony - The Boss :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So I made them smile for this picture, they were good sports.</td></tr>
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</tbody></table>Next up for this coming week is the stucco, the rock exterior, and the sheet rock I do believe :) Maybe even the garage door? Hooray can't wait!<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-56159723350128510452012-01-16T22:20:00.001-07:002012-01-16T22:21:31.926-07:00So... I've been putting this off but...In case you haven't already heard through FB or otherwise... I'M PREGNANT!!! I have been putting this blog post off for a while now mostly because I really wanted to make it all cute and creative, but obviously that didn't happen. Kristin (my cute sis) showed me all these cute ideas that she found on Pinterest for breaking the baby news but I must be lazy or something because I never made time to do any of them. Maybe next time?<br />
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We are expecting a baby BOY, due June 6th! We couldn't be more excited! Throw in a few butterflies of nervousness on my part, impatience for June to arrive on Ki's part, and you have an accurate description of our current emotions.<br />
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So far it has been a really fun journey and I feel blessed to have had what I would consider a really easy pregnancy after hearing about some of my other friends pregnancies. I really never got morning sick at all. If anything maybe a little night sick when I was really tired and hungry after a long day at school/work, but other then that I have been fine! No mad dashes to the toilet to empty the contents of my stomach, none. Symptoms that I am experiencing however are fatigue (especially during the first trimester), heart burn (never knew what it felt like until now), and I hate to even say it but... gas. Don't even get Ki started on the gas stories... I know it is disgusting, but I have taken to farting more then a High School football team as of late. It is most unfortunate and SO embarrassing! I can't help it people! I just can't. :) Why am I including this information on my blog... simply because I don't want to forget it. Although I hate everything about having gas, some of the stories are priceless and those are what I want to remember haha. The night at Grandma and Grandpa Jensen's especially. Don't forget it Ash, don't forget it.<br />
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We found out I was pregnant at 5:14 am on General Conference Sunday. Why 5:14 a.m. you ask, well the box said to take the pregnancy test in the morning when your pee was the most concentrated, I woke up at 5:14 and HAD to go. You know the feeling right? So I dragged my protesting husband out of bed to come with me to take the test :) (He was protesting because I had taken a pregnancy test 2 days previously with a negative result) But I just had this feeling that I was pregnant ya know? And I really wanted him to come with me to do the test because I was nervous and excited and just needed him. After I did the test we put the cap on and then went back to our room where Ki immediately climbed back into bed, because he really thought it would still be negative. A couple minutes go by and I finally get up the courage to look at the little stick and... THERE ARE TWO PINK LINES!!! I immediately started squealing (quietly though because Kristin, Tristan, Nathan, and Kacee were all still asleep outside our door). After I squealed, Ki jumped out of bed to come see for himself and then we commenced to have a party in our bedroom. We were so excited we couldn't fall back asleep for like two hours and then because we were so tired fell asleep during the afternoon session of conference...oops. <br />
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Anyways here are a few pictures from the pregnancy so far :) Nothing as spectacular as the cute pictures you will find on Pinterest but they do the trick for documenting the pregnancy.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Just a little blob at our 9 week ultrasound. 11/1/2011 </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">14 weeks. 12/7/2011</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">16 weeks. 12/21/2011</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">It's a boy!! 18 wk ultrasound 1/4/2012</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">19 weeks 5 days. 1/16/2012</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-80142074335172765472012-01-04T22:40:00.004-07:002012-01-04T22:48:26.964-07:00Christmas!!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Christmas Break was so awesome. So much time spent with both of our families, and with each other! It was hard to let Ki go back to work after we've been able to spend every second together the last couple weeks, but like every adult does - I am adjusting haha. Here are some of the many things we kept busy doing over the break. <br />
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<u>December 18th</u> - The day after finals ended. woot woot! Also, the day we were able to join in the celebrations at the Jensen family Christmas party in Circleville. We had so much fun, but I of course didn't remember to take pictures the whole weekend. My favorite memory from the weekend is probably the drive from the Church in Circleville back to Grandma and Grandpa Jensen's house with brady clinging to the front hood of the car and Jorie turning on the windshield wipers, and his brand new shirt getting soaked in windshield wiper fluid. haha. Other highlights include playing games with the whole fam later that night, and last but not least feeding some of Ki's uncles' horses before we left town the next day. I had SO much fun. I can't wait until this summer when they said that I can go riding with them!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">first time feeding the horse, you can see the fear in my eyes haha</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">petting the horse</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I seriously had a blast. I have secretly always wished I was friends with a horse.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Feeding the horse Wesley broke. Wesley is the cutest little cowboy.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The family at Temple Square minus dad the photographer :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki and I hard at work on our gingerbread house</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The kids in front of the tree with our "mystery" gifts haha</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">my cute love with his annual Christmas beard</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">my parents opening their Christmas jammies :)</td></tr>
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<u>Christmas Day</u> - Went to church with the fam, saw old friends from the ward I grew up in, and was glad Christmas fell on sunday when we got to listen to Christmas Songs all throughout the meeting and feel the spirit of Christ's birth! Then after church we opened what Santa brought, and then took it easy while we waited for the Greenwood Christmas party later that night :)<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Typical stair picture before opening our presents from santa!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Christmas cuddling! I love my bear.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Kacee LOVED her new present and was in doggie heaven.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Opening presents in our </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">a BOSCH! Santa must love me ALOT ;)</td></tr>
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<u>The day after Christmas</u> - We headed down to Henderson to visit Ki's mom, Jaxon, and Brady for a couple days. On our way we stopped in Cedar City and saw his sisters Kenzie and Jorie who had work. We had a blast playing games, and talking with his fam. Even if we stayed up way too late! Ki's mom did my hair, we went to Red Robin, watched planet of the apes (it made me feel sad), and Ki got new birthday shoes from the mall with his madre. It was so fun to spend time with them. I really wish we hadn't forgotten our camera. bah humbug.<br />
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<u>December 31st</u> - Went to the party Tiff and Jake had at their apartment to celebrate the new year! We had meat and cheese fondue, baked potatoes, and an awesome cheesecake that Ash made. It was so fun to spend time talking, eating, and playing games with good friends.<br />
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<u>January 2nd</u> - My babe's 25th birthday! He took an extra day off, we slept in, went to lunch with a gift card I had at Magelby's, he spent the afternoon playing Halo with my brothers while I made his favorite cupcakes, and then we went to dinner at Texas Roadhouse with my family. I got him tickets to Brian Regan for his birthday and he is way excited, so yay! I am improving in the birthday department. I think I am finally getting used to his birthday being so close to Christmas. In past years by the time Christmas was done with, I couldn't think of anything to give him for his birthday. Go progression. <br />
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Happy New Year everyone! Here is to 2012, I think its going to be a great year!<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-80950104699618709742011-12-11T20:43:00.000-07:002011-12-11T20:43:39.692-07:00The HoleKi and I are now proud owners of... a giant hole in the dirt! Hooray! :) I know you are all dying to see pictures of our hole, so today we drove up to Cedar Hills to document it. Okay, okay... so mostly we were excited to see it, but we documented it nonetheless.<br />
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</tbody> </table>There it is folks. In all its dirt and glory. The actual residence in which we will be living one day won't be complete until approximately February 8, 2012.<br />
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Also worth updating you on is the fact that Ki has an ulcer :( He has been feeling sick for a long time (months!), and finally went to the doctor last week. They did an endoscopy and found the ulcer this week. No bueno. I had started getting impatient with his constant complaints of feeling yucky, and then when he ended up having an ulcer I felt really bad. Note to self: make your husband go to the doctor much sooner next time! He is on medication to get his body to produce less acid for at least the next 6 months. I guess excess acid was the reason that he is not only a daily tums popper, but is also the reason his ulcer formed.<br />
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I finished my last day of school EVER (most likely ever) this week. Hallelujah! Everyone keeps telling me I will miss it in a couple months (probably true) but for now I am looking forward to being done. This week I just have 4 finals to take and 1 paper to write and then I am officially a free woman<br />
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</a></div>Today while my husband forbade me from being in the same vicinity of the house as him (he was <br />
wrapping Christmas presents) I found the pictures from our Linx Cruise that were lost. So I figure I will post a few on our lovely blog. That is all folks! Good luck with finals, work, last minute Christmas shopping ( I have yet to do mine... ) and whatever else is on your to-do lists.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">forgive my hair. I had been watching Ki play shuffle board all day</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki and me in Mexico</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Lunch in Mexico with friends! L to R: Mike, Ki, me, Lindy, Jerrica, & James</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"> </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki and me in front of our cruise ship. This port smelled like poop. seriously.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Formal dinner</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki and Jake - finally the shuffle board champions this year</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-35065780800333455742011-12-04T21:41:00.000-07:002011-12-04T21:41:39.141-07:00Weekend Stress Assignment<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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For my MCOM 320 class, we were assigned to find someone more stressed then ourselves and do something nice for them this weekend. My first instinct was to think that nobody could possibly be as stressed as I felt at the moment we were given this assignment (self-centered? yeah. I will have to repent for that thought) On deeper thought, I realized that every college student goes through the same slew of stressful projects, papers, and finals, all mixed in with church and work responsibilities - which immediately brought on a feeling of guilt. Then I thought about how stressful it would be to be a provider for a family and lose your job, or to have medical expenses you couldn't afford etc and I felt ashamed for feeling bad for myself. One day I will be a more perfect person. But for now I will just do my best and every now and then be pushed again in the right direction with assignments like these, and touching church lessons. :)<br />
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For this assignment I thought of two easy targets. I currently have a brother and a sister enduring the last couple weeks of school, and figured one of them HAD to be more stressed then me. Then when I told my mom about the assignment, she showed me a text she had received from my sister a few days previous about her terrible day, and I knew my sister was a deserving candidate.<br />
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There are few things better then a back massage when you are feeling tense so I decided that would be my gift to the chosen stressed soul. Since my sister Kristin was coming to my parents for dinner I figured I would take the time to do it after dinner and games. It made me feel nice to forget about how I felt and remember to think of others, and to give my sister a back massage. It is silly that I needed reminding, but I am grateful for the reminder nonetheless. Thanks, MCOM. Although I will forever loathe you for constantly stretching me to do things I feel uncomfortable with, I will be the first to admit you've been good for me in a lot of ways. I won't get a good grade in the class, but I still feel like I've learned a thing or two. Which I suppose is the whole point of being a student. <div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-30639316141359937592011-11-28T00:13:00.000-07:002011-11-28T00:13:18.270-07:00Thanksgiving 2011Thanksgiving break was seriously awesome. It was so great to have a break from school, work, and get the opportunity to see family that we haven't seen in a long time! The food was fantastic as expected, and even though I have eaten thanksgiving dinner like 6 times since Thanksgiving I still just love it. We got to see the Lundgreen side and the Jensen side of Ki's family and it was fun to see familiar faces, and even meet some family members that I have never met before. Grandma & Grandpa Jensen were good enough to let us stay with them for a few nights in Circleville, and Grandpa even gave me the history tour of Circleville. I feel like an official member of the Jensen family now :) <br />
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It is going to be hard to get back into the last couple weeks of school with all the final projects, papers, tests etc after the break. Luckily it helps that I know I only have 3 weeks of school left ever! That is a pretty nice light at the end of the tunnel if you ask me :) I am glad that I chose to stick with school and that I will have a degree even though school has never been my favorite thing, and that getting good grades hasn't really come easily to me. I don't think I will ever have a major career, but I feel like I have learned a lot, learned how to do things that I hate that are hard, and it also just feels nice to have accomplished my goal of graduating from college. <br />
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In honor of this Thanksgiving season, here is a list of a few of the MANY things I am very thankful for this year :)<br />
<ol><li>My very cute, supportive, understanding, and ever patient husband. I am imperfect in so many ways, but he loves me regardless. I honestly don't know what I would do without him. I get sad when he has to work late because I get SO excited to see him by the end of the day, but I am grateful for how hard he works and that he has a good job. </li>
<li>Amazing family. We are blessed to have supportive loving family on both sides, but this year I am feeling especially grateful for my parents. We are currently living in their basement and they have been so good to put up with us. It has been a huge blessing this semester to have my mom around all the time and I don't know if I would make it through the week without everything she and my dad do for me. I also have been feeling grateful lately as I have reflected back on my schooling that they have paid for my education, and been supportive even if I am not the "brightest bulb in the bunch" :)</li>
<li>The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints. I am so far from perfect. There are still so many things I continually fall short on, but I am grateful that I know I can continue to repent and keep trying to be the best me I can be. I am grateful that I know my purpose in life, that families can be together forever, and for the hope that the gospel gives me in everything I do.</li>
<li>Health and Strength. I feel blessed for the health I have had this semester. It has been a busy one since I am trying to finish up all my internship hours and class requirements, so I am very grateful that I haven't been sick! </li>
<li>Friends. I have some really supportive amazing friends. This list of course includes my awesome family, but my other friends who also have a huge impact on my life you know who you are! Thank you, a million times over, for everything you do and of course for making life that much more interesting. </li>
</ol>These are just a few of the bigger things I am thankful for since to list every small thing would take much to long. I mean the list would start saying things like: dishwasher, washer/dryer, that chocolate was invented, back massages, food, microwave, my car, car heaters so I don't freeze on the way to work at 5am, my phone, pink fuzzy socks that always keep my feet warm, my pink key chain that helps me not lose my keys, etc. You catch my drift that this list would soon get tedious to write don't you? <br />
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Well I hope you all enjoyed your Thanksgiving Breaks as well. Good luck with work, school, Christmas shopping, or whatever is that is on your to-do list for this week!<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-61988300004064238482011-11-19T19:37:00.003-07:002011-11-19T19:45:23.103-07:00Gimmelwald, Switzerland<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Disclaimer: another picture-overload post.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Our journey to Switzerland tested our train transferring abilities to the fullest. We first took a train from La Spezia, Italy - to Milan, Italy. There we had a three hour gap before our next train, so we put our backpacks in the train stations luggage storage station, and headed off to see the "Duomo" church that is famous in Milan. But first, before tackling Milan's subway system, we sat down and ate because as always - I was hungry. </div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My cute husband, and the most delicious pasta I ate the whole trip! I seriously wish I could recreate that pasta.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We made it successfully to the Duomo via subway!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Milan's outdoor shopping mall. It was SO hot. I am pretty sure we went through like five water bottles in the three-hour layover.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table> After our little excursion in Milan, it was back on the train. This train took us from Milan to Spiez, Switzerland. It was the most beautiful train ride ever. Seriously. Ki and I debated whether we could ever seriously move to Switzerland... but then I realized I would miss my family too much, and that I suck at learning foreign languages. :) Bummer. The train from Milan to Spiez was by far the best train we rode on the whole trip. It had air-conditioning! In fact, it was so air conditioned I had to wear my jacket, and my delta blanket.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki on the nice swiss train.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">All bundled up. It was a shock to the system to be somewhere with air-conditioning again :)</td></tr>
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The following two pictures I almost died trying to take haha. As we got off the train in Spiez, the sun was setting and it was getting dark so fast, but I really wanted to get a couple pictures of the beautiful lakeside town. So while Ki went to see what platform our next train left from, I ran across the street from the train station to the bridge to get a few pictures. Only... I forgot to check and make sure that no cars were coming before I ran across the road... Ki about had a heart attack :) The guy in the car that almost hit me was probably thinking "stupid American tourist".<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The picture I almost killed myself trying to get.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">picture #2 that I almost killed myself trying to get.</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">From Spiez is where the real train transfer fun began. We took a train from Spiez to Interlaken; a train from Interlaken to Lauterbrunnen; a bus from Lauterbrunnen to Stetchelberg; and a cable-car up the mountain from Stetchelberg to Gimmelwald. Wow I was a tiny bit stressed. All the train rides were already only like 5 minutes apart, so I wasn't too surprised when we missed our bus from Lauterbrunnen to Stechelberg. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">This wouldn't have been so stressful if it weren't for the fact that it was 11pm, the next bus didn't come for another hour, and we HAD to check in before 11:45 at our hostel in Gimmelwald. I was freaking out, truly I was. Only I held it all in, and just sat on a bench at the bus station instead of freaking out visibly, cause I could tell Ki was already stressed too. When Ki is stressed I have learned its better to just be quiet and let him come up with a plan otherwise my stress adds to his stress and it makes the situation much, much worse. :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">So there I sat on my bench trying to stay calm when all of the sudden out of nowhere this one single car drives past us, then the driver pulled over, then reversed back to the bus station. Hallelujah! The man driving the car rolled down his window and asked if we knew that the next bus to Stechelberg didn't come for another hour. We said yes, but that we really needed to get to Stechelberg because we had reservations at the Mountain Hostel in Gimmelwald. He then proceeded to say that it was lucky he had been at a conference in a nearby city, that he worked at the cable car platform in Stechelberg, was actually on his way there now, and could take us with him. OH MY MIRACLE OF MIRACLES! We knew then and there that our families must have been praying for us while we were gone :) Seriously. How lucky is that? He just happened to have a work meeting in a different city on this day of all days, was on his way back to the cable car station in Stechelberg for his night-shift, and could give us a ride. This dear soul saved us. A little dramatic? Maybe. But I could've kissed him.... ok not really.... but I really was SO grateful that he was nice enough to pull over and offer us a ride. Total life-saver!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">To make a long story somewhat shortened - we finally arrived in Gimmelwald at 11:42 - three minutes before the front desk closed. We checked in, bought some pasta and pasta sauce from their little food shop, and sighed a deep sigh of relief! We made our pasta in the guest kitchen, did our dishes, and then promptly went to bed. We were thoroughly pooped. We slept like rocks that night even with all the loud partyin going on downstairs where a lot of the other guests were playing games/at the bar drinking/being really loud. (Also, random detail that I just want to remember is that the room we slept in was shared with 14 other people! It was kinda weird, but a memorable experience for sure.) </div><br />
Because we had arrived so late at Gimmelwald we had no idea the beauty that we would wake up to. Oh my gorgeousness. I love Switzerland, SO SO much. We spent the day exploring Gimmelwald, and then doing lots of hiking of course!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The sun peeking over the Swiss Alps in the morning.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another view: we took a gazillion pictures. In fact we were so busy taking pictures that we missed breakfast, and ended up having to eat cookies that we bought at the little snack shop haha.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The cable car that is the only means of transportation up to Gimmelwald.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki at one with nature :) haha</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki & me outside our hostel</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki & me in front of the Mountain Hostel</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We took a break from hiking/exploring to come grab some lunch :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After lunch it was back to hiking!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taking a break to catch our breath after walking all the way up the hill from Gimmelwald which you see below.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Me hiking to the waterfall</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We made it!</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1jhn0j-9Oab-GZSTuugwqMqtgfOpeT2UYDtZAHYVDZl1rQjpzcLmTFiyefoApB2950CWUnqZqFOGxy6fVpkhQkaEBphR3G99DnF8mq5bj8cDoskuywsunCb2HOALuQ2HML0G5dOK3BrY/s1600/DSCN0545.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1jhn0j-9Oab-GZSTuugwqMqtgfOpeT2UYDtZAHYVDZl1rQjpzcLmTFiyefoApB2950CWUnqZqFOGxy6fVpkhQkaEBphR3G99DnF8mq5bj8cDoskuywsunCb2HOALuQ2HML0G5dOK3BrY/s320/DSCN0545.JPG" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki got pretty good at taking pictures of us :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Taking a snack break at a little stream.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki wanted to bathe in the river - until he felt how cold it was. Then he settled for being a mountain man and drinking straight out of the stream. So far we haven't seen any negative side effects from the water :)</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We kept hiking, up and up and up! Look how far down Gimmelwald is! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki doesn't love to hike, but he was a good sport and let me go as far as I wanted. I love him so much for this!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We bought a little package of swiss goat cheese from this lady. She had so much cheese!</td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">That night we had pizza back at the Hostel restaurant, played some card games, and laid out our plan of attack for the next day. What a fun, beautiful, theraputic day in the Swiss Alps we had! It would have been fun if we could've stayed an extra day, but there was still so much more we wanted to see on our trip so we decided to stick to our plan and leave the next morning.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The view from our train as we were leaving Lautrebrunnen, Switzerland.</td></tr>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">As we left Switzerland - we successfully backtracked without missing any of the cable cars/ buses/ trains. We even grabbed some food at a grocery store in Interlaken in our 30 min break between trains so we wouldn't starve on our way to the next destination. Success. Speaking of next destination, we were now headed to Salzburg, Austria! Or so we thought... this day turned out to be the longest, most miserable day of the trip. But I am getting ahead of myself. This is a post for another day. I think I've hit my picture maximum for one blog post :) Not to mention it is 7:30 on a Saturday night, and now that my mandatory blog post for the week is complete, I would really like to go hang out with my cute husband now. Hope you all have a good weekend!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-14542279285786367312011-11-13T22:33:00.001-07:002011-11-13T22:39:24.308-07:00Cinque Terre, ItalyI am going to jump back into updating about our Europe Trip we took this Fall. It is taking me forever, but I really want to try and get it all documented so I don't forget about some of the small fun memories. Be prepared. This post will likely have a picture overload!<br />
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If you remember back to this <a href="http://jensenlife.blogspot.com/2011/10/bulgaria-days-3-5.html" target="_blank">post</a> I had left off after just arriving in Rome from Bulgaria. After enjoying our first large Italian meal the night we arrived in Rome, we hit the hay pretty quick. Traveling is sort of exhausting! But in a good way of course :) The next day we woke up bright and early to head to Rome's train station to activate our global train passes, and take our first train ride to our first Italian destination - Cinque Terre, Italy. Being the amateur train travelers that we were, we didn't know you had to reserve seats on Italian trains. Luckily the train conductor (is that what they are called?) let us on the train anyway and we sat in empty seats whenever we could, although we stood/sat in the aisle of the train for a pretty large chunk of the five hour train ride to La Spezia (the connecting city to Cinque Terre).<br />
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Once we arrived in La Spezia we decided to get some lunch before trying to catch a train to Cinque Terre. Because of the craziness of trying to figure out whether or not we'd be able to get on the train from Roma to Cinque Terre that morning, we had been inadequately prepared with snacks or food for the long train ride. The inner bear in me was threatening to come out in full force, so we decided we needed food pronto ;) Mostly for my sweet husband's sake haha. After stopping at the cutest little family owned pizzeria I was able to take in the beauty of La Spezia much more effectively. I decided I loved this part of Italy right away!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After lunch in La Spezia. Heading back to the train station with our packs.</td></tr>
</tbody></table> Now for a little information on Cinque Terre. The Cinque Terre is a portion of the coast on the Italian Riviera that is a National Park. "The Five Lands" is made up of five villages: Monterosso al Mare, Vernazza, Corniglia, Manarola, and Riomaggiore. We had reservations to stay in Riomaggiore for two nights. It was one of the only places we made a reservation because I really wanted to stay there, and we heard that it gets pretty booked in August.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The first glimpse we had of the Cinque Terre coast on the train from La Spezia to Riomaggiore where we were staying.</td></tr>
</tbody></table> After getting off the train in Riomaggiore we had to ask for directions to our hotel's check-in address probably three separate times. All the old Italian men that were lounging about tried to be very helpful, but somehow we still ended up getting lost a couple times. However we finally found our way! After we checked in at the main office, the man in charge had an Italian teenage boy lead us to our room which I assumed would be just up the street, or around the corner. Boy was I wrong! We winded up side streets, in between buildings, and hiked up steep stairs with our backpacks on for probably 15 minutes (although it felt a lot more like 30 minutes I was so tired!) Wow. The Italian boy seemed amused as Ki and I huffed and puffed the whole way. He however made it look like a leisurely walk, and even smoked a cigarette on the way. Have I mentioned how hot Italy is in August! We were both sweating like crazy and pretty winded by the time we finally got up to our room. But our gorgeous view made it all worth the trek! Ki could never get over how blue and gorgeous the water was.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki at the base of the city where we checked into our room. Little did he know what he was in for! haha.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">An example of the side streets, and steep staircases we winded through to get up to our room. </td><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The incredible view from the balcony of our room! We had no idea when we made reservations we were getting such a great view. We assumed it would be kind of ghetto since we were sharing a bathroom with 4 other rooms.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another view from our room. It shows the terraces that they used to grow their crops. Lots of vineyards.</td></tr>
</tbody></table> Because Ki and I were by now very sweaty, we decided to put on our swimsuits, and start heading back down to where we could hop in the ocean to cool off. I love oceans and sunshine! I was very excited.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Heading down for a swim</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Another beautiful view. We took SO many pictures.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Cute little fishing boats.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">On the way to the beach. The buildings looked like they were all on top of each other. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Enjoying some beach time! Please ignore the women seated behind us.</td></tr>
</tbody></table> The beach was glorious after our long sweaty hike. We ended up relocating to a different spot that allowed me to get some sun, but that allowed Ki to sit in the shade. Haha he thought the arrangement was perfect. He just doesn't see the appeal of tanning. I love my fair-skinned babe :) Ki swallowed his fair share of salt water that day, but we had so much fun! That night we went to dinner, and ended up making friends with and sharing a table with a Canadian couple. It was fun to make friends that also spoke some English! I wish we had a picture with them, but we didn't take our camera with us to dinner.<br />
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The next morning we decided to do the 5-city hike through all 5 of Cinque Terre's cities. It starts out on a path from Riomaggiore to Manarola called lovers lane. The landscape was lovely and peaceful in the morning, and our early start allowed us to get started before the intense heat hit.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ki on Lover's Lane</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Manarola in the distance. You can see the train tracks as well for those who don't want to walk the whole way.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The fence along Lover's Lane had been decorated with lots of ribbons and padlocks symbolizing people's love.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">We stopped for some chocolate filled croissants for breakfast in Manarola.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Somewhere between Manarola and Corniglia. It was starting to get really hot! Little did we know that a 400 stair stretch was coming just before Corniglia.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The 4th city Vernazza. It was so lovely. Probably one of our favorites! </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">After all that hiking we were pooped, and starving! We stopped to grab some delicious lunch. Ki of course got pizza. I opted for a tomato and cheese sandwich.</td></tr>
</tbody></table> Between Vernazza and Monterosso we decided to just take the train. We were super hot and sweaty, and wanted to get to the beach!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Monterosso Al Mare's beach. This city had the best beach.</td></tr>
</tbody></table> We were really excited to go swimming at the beach when we finally arrived, so we set our stuff down, and were just about to jump in the ocean when the lifeguard came and told us that we had to pay to be at this beach, and that this section was full. LAME. But he told us to continue further down on the beach and that we would be able to get a spot there. We walked and walked but every section of this massive beach was full. I was puzzled that it could be full because there were so many umbrella's that didn't have any people under them. I was hot and sweaty and getting really grumpy that nobody would let me swim! After a half hour of people turning us away because the beach was "full" we decided to just take the train back to Riomaggiore and go swimming where we had gone the day before.<br />
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After enjoying our swim, and quickly doing our laundry, we rushed to make it to our dinner reservations that were in the city Manarola. It had been highly recommended by an Australian couple we had met the previous day, so we had made reservations earlier that day when we hiked through Manarola. We had also been compelled to make reservations somewhere because the previous night we waited an hour to get into the restaurant to eat. Too bad we had to waste time doing our laundry. Otherwise we could have enjoyed a romantic stroll at sunset on the way to dinner, instead of running. It turns out that laundry is even more annoying when on vacation :) We were so sweaty by the time we got to the restaurant it was slightly embarrassing. It really made me miss air conditioning!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I quickly snapped this photo from Lover's Lane as Ki and I literally RAN to make our dinner reservation. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Our yummy dinner. I was disappointed that the salad I ordered didn't come with any dressing haha. I am such an American. Ki was brave and got the fish. Once he figured out how to get the bones out he said it was pretty good!</td></tr>
</tbody></table>That concludes our day and a half spent in the beautiful Cinque Terre. It was honestly so gorgeous. Ki says it was the most beautiful part of the trip. I think I thought Switzerland was more beautiful, but honestly they are so different its hard to compare! I just love me some beautiful mountains and gorgeous blue lakes like the ones that Switzerland is famous for!<br />
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Next stop: Gimmelwald, Switzerland!<div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-6725577118397647962011-11-06T20:25:00.000-07:002011-11-06T20:25:41.704-07:0016 days...There are only 16 days until Thanksgiving Break. I am so so excited! First of all because we haven't seen Ki's family in a long time so it will be so fun to see everyone again. Second of all because I don't have to think about school for 5 glorious days :) Third of all because um hello! I love to eat. Love it. In fact the other night I dreamed about Thanksgiving dinner. It seemed so real! I swear I could taste the food. I was quite dissappointed upon awakening to realize it wasn't Thanksgiving quite yet. Ever since I was little I've always loved meal times, it was never hard to get me to eat as a child. In fact Ki jokes all the time that he knows when I start getting grumpy that he needs to feed me asap! :)<br />
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My next matter of business to report is that I have been having the craziest dreams lately! They all seem so much more real for some reason too. Unfortunately even the nightmares.. those nights are not so much fun. I woke up crying one night, I don't know what is causing it but it is strange. I have always had dreams but these are crazier. Also Ki and I have been married for 2 years and he says I have just recently in the past few weeks started sleep talking. Weird! Oh. I've also started this nasty habit this semester called grinding my teeth like crazy in my sleep. It drives Ki crazy :) he says it is becoming worse then fingernails on a chalkboard for him haha. So first on our walmart list this week is teeth guards for me to wear at night so (a) I have teeth by the time I am 90, and (b) for Ki's sanity. I think it is just coming from stress but... who knows. It isn't like I have never been stressed before, but I guess I am just not handling it very well this semester.<br />
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Anyways, I have to get back to other homework. But I hope everyone has fabulous weeks! Just think, Thanksgiving break is almost here! We can do it. I think I can, I think I can, I think I can. <div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3310264811712916558.post-65387083145420223622011-10-29T19:02:00.000-06:002011-10-29T19:02:03.734-06:00? ? ?It is that time of the week where I have to update ya'll on life. This week has been crazy stressful trying to keep caught up in school. Next week will be the same. I'm just trying to keep my head above water :) The cruise last weekend was a lot of fun! I sucked at taking pictures this year, oh well. We ate lots of good food, played games with all the other couples, I got a cute watch in Mexico, and Ki won $100 by winning the shuffleboard competition. All-in-all it was a great trip. Even though it was so cold I didn't put my swimsuit on once haha.<br />
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I don't know what else to blog about, so I am just going to make a list of my random thoughts from today.<br />
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<ul><li>I kinda love Fall weather. So beautiful. I hope it doesn't snow anytime soon.</li>
<li>After I start a load of laundry, I always find something else that needed to go in that load.</li>
<li>I want a dog. Preferably the offspring of my sister's dog because she pretty much is the best dog I've ever met! Too bad she has already been fixed :(</li>
<li>I hate writing papers.</li>
<li>The cleaning is done, and the laundry is done. Hallelujah!</li>
<li>I wish I didn't have homework so I could read my book instead.</li>
<li>Halloween will be so much more fun once we have kids.</li>
<li>There are literally 12 soup recipes that I currently want to try. I love soup. </li>
<li>I wish Ki wasn't working.</li>
<li>I want peanut M&M's.</li>
</ul><div>Those are just a few of my thoughts. Sorry for the pointless post. I just am not in the mood to put any more effort into this blog currently. I have a bunch of other things on my to-do list for this weekend. Hope you all have a happy halloween!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">Posted by Ashley</div>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03222396206414201440noreply@blogger.com0