hold on tight...

making two or three posts would've been the easier, smarter thing to do, but i'm opting out.

first.

i had my second baby shower.  a friend from work and a doctor that i work for teamed up to throw me a party outside the office (to avoid having to invite certain psycho crazies that we don't like).  i work for some amazing physicians and it was an absolute blast to hang out with them out of the office.  not to mention their generosity sent me into a dizzying tailspin of hormonal mess.  

some pics from the event:

trying to hoist the last present onto the table

some of my ladies

nan-the doc who threw/hosted the shower

pamela-my work buddy (who also helped with the shower)

my feet after the shower (included for your viewing pleasure)

the loot.  seriously.  these ladies went crazy.

second.

my little brother got married yesterday, may 29.  he and his adorable fiance/wife were sealed in the draper temple and then had a luncheon at gardner village.  it was a LONG day, but so great to celebrate the beginning of their lives together.  

pictures...in no particular order because i'm too stupid (or lazy) to upload them in reverse order:

at the luncheon.  so cute.

at the temple.

love it.

my little brothers (sam on the left, kevin on the right).

they were so excited to wear tuxedos and "shiny" shoes.  sam even wanted to 

polish his look off with a top hat and cane.  

rico posing at the temple.

god's digs.  so beautiful.

4 generations...the last still in utero.

third.

S&M.  no, not a sneak peak into my sex life.  stretch marks.  completely reaffirming my strong desire to have a tummy tuck as soon as we're done having kids.  

and that's all.  one baby shower to go (with my park city ladies) and then a countdown to d-day.  lord help us all if she's not here by her due date (june 27).  you'll see me on the 10:00 news: "desperate and psychotic woman delivers her own baby.  being admitted."

p.s. my new granny socks--supposedly to help with the swelling.  i'm thinking of starting a new fashion statement: granny hose, mini skirt, and pasties.  so hot.

because i could seriously use a laugh

i save the best (my personal fav) for last:

Interesting Video

I was doing my evening scroll through ESPN's website to check up on the day in sports, read articles about how the Eagles are going to go undefeated next season, and see what was going on in the NBA when I stumbled on this article on Brian Grant. He was one of my favorite NBA players when he played for Portland, unfortunately he was forced to retire a few years ago due to knee problems. Anyway, he is only 35 or so and has recently been diagnosed with Parkinson's, this little video clip is an interview he did with ESPN a few days ago. I really think this would be one of the most difficult things to deal with, but it looks like his spirits are high, that is really all you could hope for. 
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PC 5

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Why I am pulling for the Lakers. by Matt

Let me just begin this NBA related post by stating that I hope the Lakers dispose of the Denver Nuggets in 4 games and coast in to the the Finals. For those of you who don't believe what you just heard, I will give you 5 reasons to hope the Lakers make it to the Championship game:

1. Kobe is not just good, he is great. Easily one of the best players of all time; and while I hate him when he his matched up against the Jazz, you can't help but realize that you are witnessing history.

2. Lamar Odom. The man is a freak, how many players do you know of that can start at any of the 5 positions?

3. Do you really want Denver to represent the West? That would never happen unless they pull out those dope throwback jerseys with all of the colors and rock flat-tops.

4. The Jazz are out of the playoffs, we got torched in 5 games, and if you want to watch good basketball for the next few weeks, you want the lakers to win. A Denver-Cleveland matchup would be easily the worst series in NBA history. Trust me.

5. Can you imagine Kobe vs. Lebron in the Finals? That would be better than any Jordan vs. Magic series. And would easily be one of the best Finals of all time. And it wouldn't even be close. I hope, for the sake of the NBA and all of those who care about its well being, we see L.A. and Cleveland slugging it out to be world champs. Also, I am a huge Dodgers fan...so I can't hate L.A. too much.

I know Jessi will be fuming about me posting anything positive regarding the Lakers, so I found this little gem to keep her happy, enjoy:

i was bound and determined not to make another post until someone commented on my last one (how could all you have NOTHING to say about those giant [if fake] knockers?!?  i'm shocked and disappointed), but then my mama posted and saved you all.

the only new news is pregnancy related...and pretty sick and boring.  

thing 1:

i've started retaining water.  it's a lovely, lovely thing that i hope lasts forever.  not really.  i have massive cankles that are quite embarrassing.  thank goodness i wear pants to work everyday.  i will be boycotting church (ie: skirts) for the next couple months unless i find a large pair of boots to wear.  or unless leg warmers come back in style.  

in case you don't believe me:

the relatively cute feet and skinny ankles of yesteryear

the cankles in all their glory

thing 2:

it was mother's day.  i didn't think that we (matt and i) would celebrate for us/me because i'm not technically a mother yet.  that, and he was going to be out of town and i wasn't going to celebrate alone (i'm not THAT big of a loser).  but, his plans fell through and though we didn't exactly celebrate on mother's day, a big, delicious cookie basket:

was delivered to my office on monday with a note from matt--who had planned on surprising me while out of town.  this was perfect--not only because i L-O-V-E, LOVE sweets--but because he knows i hate flowers...or, hate receiving flowers.  i think they stink.  literally.  and throw them away shortly after getting them.  so, major brownie points for old matt.  i won't tell you how i made it up to him...

thing 3:

i quit my job.  well, i quit after working up until my due date.  i wasn't willing to work full time post-baby girl olsen's arrival, and so i'll be a mom for a few months until we get so desperate for cash that i consider selling my body on the street corner (9th & 9th for any interested).  luckily my kick ass mama is hiring me back as a house cleaner this fall--so that'll be some money in the biz-ank.  

and, i guess that's all.  my lil' bro's getting married in a couple weeks, i have three more baby showers, and then d-day comes...hopefully before it's projected date (june 27).  oh, and one more thing.  in order to keep me out of prison and my body off the streets for as long as possible, we've nixed our text messaging plan and will no longer be able to send/receive texts.  not that any of you really texted us a lot anyways (jerks), but for those that did, you won't be able to.  now you'll have to call us.  suckers.

adios.

the last part is the worst

for a good time (and one that surely won't get you a swift ass whoopin'):

a.) take my tums away

b.) make me stay in "real" clothes longer than my 8 hour work day (ie: anything other than my sweats)

c.) laugh when i get out of breath doing absolutely nothing

or,

d.) push my ankle or calf and watch my skin stay indented.  too bad i'm not retaining "water" like this hot mama...

(fyi: i'm not a perv...this is the first picture that 

came up when i googled water retention)

no more complaining.  7 weeks to go!

baby shower

so, my cute sister-in-laws and mother-in-law threw me a baby shower last saturday.  as is their nature, they did a stellar job: great company, delicious food, and adorable decor.  and, of course, the loot wasn't too bad either!  i was definitely spoiled.  

thanks, ladies, for organizing and putting this together--i'm so appreciative of all you did/do for me and baby girl olsen.  you're the best.

oh, and i brought my camera with good intentions of documenting everything, but alas, as is MY nature, i forgot.  so, i stole these pics from my sister-in-laws blog:

apparently no one feels it necessary to tell me i'm developing a moon pie face and a double chin...

the cute and oh so creative diaper cake that merilee made.  

thanks again ladies!!

8

only 8 weeks left.  judging by the way things are going, they'll be the longest 8 weeks of my life. my first hospital visitor better come stocked with a drink mixing station...