Okay, so maybe I'm getting too much Football...

So just got done watching BYU beat USU...but it was a better game than I expected...USU came on late and scored a couple of times, more than UCLA could do. Good on the Aggies, they put a chink in the Cougar armor that the U is going to stab them thru :)

I so thought our unbeaten season was done last night against the Oregon State Beavers....and then my LOUIE LOUIE came thru in the end. Man, they need to retire that guys jersey. Kickers get so little credit, but it never fails that it always falls to the Kickers to win it in the end. That was an incredible game, just a bit close for comfort. It was fun jabbing the Beaver fans walking out of the stadium.... they could beat #1 but not the UTES because we are better than #1. :)

It has been a crazy week and I'm sick...I'm sick of being sick....Mommies don't have time to be sick....
Here is how the week went.....I had Johnny and Karan with us Sunday Monday and Tuesday. I forgot how crazy it is to keep up with a 2 yr old, but overall they were really good and it was nice to have them. I wish their mom would have been more responsible with her time while they were farmed out to us and whoever else she could toss them to while she did a lot more partying then moving, but I can't live her life for her, just pray that she will start making some better decisions for herself and for her family sooner than later.... but that is another story....While I was taking the kids home, I got a terrible pain in my stomach. I hadn't been feeling well since Saturday, then Tuesday I about went to the emergency room, but the pain mostly passed so I figured I'd wait and see how Wednesday went....well it didn't go much better so I got into see the doctor and he said that he thought I may be having cysts on my ovaries. After doing an ultrasound, that is exactly what is going on, so he said he'd like to monitor it for a few months and no one answered me as to why I feel like I'm going to die, but maybe that is part of the deal I guess. I trudged thru yesterday, because I couldn't miss the ball game (yes that does sound that crazy..death vs. miss a UTE game and I choose to gamble with death....and I have no room making judgement on any ones partying habits!!!) I agreed to work for Leslie at Metro today (the 3rd) without looking at the UTE schedule and realize that this week was a Thursday night game and she wanted me to work at 5 am on Friday morning, again my own craziness. I had to go in to train for her position yesterday and work Costco and plant trees that were delivered before they die....then go to the U game and scream till 11pm not get home till 12am and to sleep till 1am and up at 4:30 to work for Leslie. Work at metro from 5-9 and sound like crap because my voice is gone from screaming at that crazy game last night.....(note to self, don't agree to fill in at Metro the day after a UTE game....) I woke up late and was driving very fast to work this morning when my car stalled on the Freeway...luckily it was 5 in the morning and hardly anyone on the road or I would have been a smashed mommy. But I said a prayer and the car started again (don't know why he continues to bless me, but he always does.....got to work with 1 min to spare......thank Heaven..... LITERALLY!!! Then because the car stalled and the check oil light kept coming on, I figured I'd better go get the Oil changed. $80 bucks .... go to Costco to work again, come home and work for ASLA most of the afternoon till the girls got home and had to take tay to singing class, Zach to a b-day party $55 bucks....and deliver on a promise to take them to see "Beverly Hills Chihuahua " (sp). $44.00 bucks ... (good thing I worked for Leslie this morning.) Stupid movie that my kids loved...PRICELESS.

All the while feeling like I am going to die at any moment. Why am I sitting here typing ...... complaining, venting, instead of sleeping and trying to get feeling better. Kids are watching Phineas and Ferb, probably asleep by now. Maybe I'll sneak into the bedroom and crash and let Daddy put them to bed. Poor guy, he is tired too. Maybe they will just have a slumber party in the living room tonight. I feel like a terrible Mommy. Good night!!!