True Love

Until about 4 hours ago, I had never cleaned up anyone else's vomit. Or my own, come to think of it (I always make it to the toilet, I guess...also, I can't remember the last time I threw up).

That statement is no longer true.

On Christmas Eve my cousin Ethan got sick. On Christmas morning, his mother got sick. The next day, his father and brother got sick. Of course WE weren't going to get sick, so we mingled with them the whole time. (It IS our vacation, after all).

Except now Nate is sick. Violently sick.

There is only one word I can think of to describe Nate's puking - explosive. Oh, and another one - gross.

Shoot, he just ran out to barf some more - and now I can think of another word - LOUD! Is everyone that loud when they puke? Seriously, I can hear him from all the way downstairs!!

Time to go clean up again.
Ah, true love...
cleaning up your soul-mate's smelly barf at 3 am. :-)

Merry Anniversary!

'What!?' you say? 'You got married the day after Christmas?'

Why yes, yes we did.

You probably think that was a bad idea, but really it was a GREAT idea! You know that feeling you get after you open your last present? Mostly happy, but a little sad now that it's all over. That doesn't happen to me anymore! When that feeling comes I just think, 'tomorrow there will be more surprises and fun, it's our anniversary!'

Also, this time of year is so special. We get to celebrate Christmas, be with our families, and set goals for the new year while reflecting on the past. I can't imagine a more perfect time to celebrate our anniversary.

It's been an AWESOME year, probably my favorite 365 days I've ever lived! We've worked hard, played hard, studied hard, served hard, and fallen asleep every night more in love than the night before (if you can even believe that!)

It has also been a year full of big decisions and uncertainties. It was amazing and a miracle that after months and months of hard work and disappointments our year culminated with our fate being set for the next four years, as our prayers were answered and Nate was accepted to medical school.

More than anything I'm so grateful for Nate and every single day I think about how lucky I am to have him in my life. One year down, and a wonderful eternity to go!

Dr. Barney

Merry Christmas to NATE! (and me.)

Today Nate got accepted to our number #1 choice medical school! Starting fall of 2010, Nate will be on his way to becoming a doctor at....

Touro College of Osteopathic Medicine in Las Vegas!!!

Yeah! GO NATE!

Do you guys know what a huge relief this is? *SIGH*

Mostly I'm excited that now I get to start the new blog that I've really been wanting to start. 'Blog Life of a Med-wife' (med-wives are the wives of medical school students - not to be confused with mid-wife). I was super nervous that if Nate didn't get into medical school I would never get to blog on such a cool site, but now my worries have all been for naught. Look for the premeire of 'Blog Life of a Med-wife' in August!!!

Yeah Baby!!!

It's official! We're done with school!!!!

(until January 4)


NY, here we come!

Nate's gone again tonight

 
Why is it so much harder to fall asleep when you're all alone?

That's all.

Another Med-school Interview...

Last night I made mac-and-cheese for dinner. I really don't like mac-and-cheese from the box, but I made it anyway

It tasted really gross.

I looked at the expiration date.

July 2007 

Oh well. I think I mixed in enough ketchup to hide the grossness.

I also watched Confessions of a Shopaholic 3 times. I watched it when I was putting tin foil on our stove thingys. I watched it when I organized Nate's desk. I watched it as I cleaned the bathroom, organized our cupboards and drawers, and did laundry.

Then I watched it again when I was laying in my bed trying to fall asleep.

It's a really good thing Nate comes home tonight. I think I'm going crazy...

                                                                Yuck

I'd Like to Thank...

Dear Center for Service and Learning:

Thank you for the free Papa John's chicken pizza and cookies the other day. Chicken pizza is my favorite, how did you know?

Love Cami

Dear Campus Life:

Thank you for the free apples yesterday. I'm not sure if I was supposed to get 2, but thank you anyway. They were the most delicious free apples I've ever had.

Love Cami

Dear Honors Program:

I'm sorry Lisa and I crashed your party this morning, but thank you for the free bagels. I might think about taking an honors class for real now, due to your wonderful hospitality and generosity toward outsiders.

Love Cami

On another note, my body is changing.

No, I'm not going through puberty (thanks for abstaining from mean jokes about size and voice level).

And no I'm not pregnant.

I'm just becoming a winter sissy-la-la. This is me exactly 2 years ago.

This is mid-December in Upstate NY. Freezing, icey, bitter, frigid, my-hair-freezes-when-I-drive-to-seminary-if-I-don't-have-time-to-blow-dry-it cold Upstate NY.

And there I am, sledding with no hat or gloves, in shorts, rain-boots, and a rain-coat.

This year...let's just say when I walked into the office yesterday morning my co-worker called me

'Babushka'.

I'm not sure why he chose to call me a Russian grandmother, but I suppose it had something to do with my 18 layers of clothings, boots, 2 hats, mittens AND gloves, and my giant overcoat.

Brrrrrr.

RED ALERT, RED ALERT!

 


THE LIBRARY IS ON FIRE!

I better get out of here.....



AHHHHHHHH!!!!

Lab Liars

So, you know that flashing warning sign that shows up on your computer screen right before computer labs on campus close?

It looks like this:

Guess what... it's a lie.

I'm still here in this lab, 20 minutes after that appeared - and my computer is still on.

And I'm still here, stickin' it to the man.

Pink Glove Dance

LOVE this video...

Ice Cream Should Be Brown or White

I found this picture on Nate's computer last night during a particularly dry M Com class.

Neither of us remember this picture being taken, or what we were doing.

At first it seemed like a colossal waste of perfectly good ice cream.

Until I realized the ice cream was purple.

Now it all makes sense.

Cosmo Kicked Me

It has recently been brought to my attention that there is a possibility that some people would not consider me a true-blue-cougar-fan. (I know! Absurd.)

This is for 2 reasons.

Reason #1:
I hate Cosmo.
Always have. Probably always will.
Just look at him:

His beady little eyes...his creepy smirk...*shiver*

I bet he makes more babies cry than the boogeyman!

At Saturday's football game, however, I was thinking to myself: This is my very last BYU football game. Maybe I should just get my picture with Cosmo because it's the BYU thing to do.

Then Cosmo kicked me.

Nate and I were on the 13th row of the south end zone when final touchdown was made. All of a sudden we were being pushed onto the field as hundreds of fans came crashing down on us. Then Cosmo started crowd surfing. He came closer and closer to me, and I started to get nervous. Everyone around me was about 6 feet tall and there was no way I could contribute to this surf. He got to right above me and down he came.

Right on my head.

I got a bruise.

Stupid Cosmo.

Reason #2:
My philosophy on overtime.
That is, I would rather lose than go into overtime. Any sport. Any team. Any time.

My older brother's basketball team? Yupp.
My little sisters' little league games? Absolutely.
My own high school soccer games? Shhhh, don't tell..but yes.
BYU vs. Utah football? Ummm......

I waited until the 4th hour of football before I started whining, but Nate wouldn't budge. Rude.


I guess it turned out OK in the end. I did get to go onto the LaVell Edwards Stadium field, got about 10 feet from Max Hall and could have touched Bronco (I didn't though - that would have been creepy).


Obviously, any fan that would rush the field after a history making victory has to be a true-blue-cougar-fan. If you still doubt me, just look at my face:


Can't get more true-blue than that!

Go Cougars!!!