There’s a new cook in town

A few months ago Seth started tinkering around in the kitchen. Yes, I did say kitchen. Trust me, I was as shocked as you are. He doesn’t really enjoy cooking the normal recipes we have around here, but rather he prefers to experiment. My first recollection of this momentous occasion was when he started making homemade chicken stock. In all the years I have cooked, I never tried to do it so I thought it was pretty cool that Seth could do it. His soup, in turn, tasted delicious. That became his signature dish.

There was no stopping him from there. Next came taco soup, cookies, butternut squash soup, cole slaw, ham, etc. You name it, he tried it. His favorite website has become www.allrecipes.com. He is always finding new recipes he likes to try. The icing on the cake came when he requested his very own apron. I knew this was serious and not just another phase he was going through. He really enjoys this cooking thing!

I’ll be perfectly honest, I couldn’t be happier. I don’t love to cook and it is nice to have a break every now and again. Plus, I find him drop dead sexy in an apron!


So I got him and apron for Valentine’s day and I couldn’t resist this cute chef hat too! Oooh la la! 🙂

Vacation Day 4: More Disney Fun

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

We were all pretty tired from a full Tuesday in California Adventures. Megan, Jacob and I left early so we could get fast passes for everyone to see the World of Color show. When the rest of the crew arrived at the park, we split off again. Jacob and Megan really wanted to do Tower of Terror and California Screamin’ again. The little ones were more in the mood for princesses and teacups. So we split up with the plan to meet for lunch.

We did California Screamin’ again, then headed over to then took Megan over to the Toy Story Midway Madness ride that she had missed out on during her princess lunch yesterday. Megan had some difficulty with the firing mechanism, so she struggled. Jacob and I battled for first place in our car. You’ll have to watch the YouTube video below to find out who won.

It was approaching lunchtime so we decided to meet up with the rest of the family in Disneyland. We ate lunch in a secluded little area off of Fantasyland, and then headed up towards Toontown. The kids had fun with all the little gags and jokes in Toontown, but I spent most of the time trying to deal with Drew, who was about to the end of his rope at this point. The poor little guy was so extremely tired, but he didn’t want to stop and take a nap.

However, we had purchased the unlimited shuttle bus pass on our first Disneyland day, so we could head back to the hotel quite easily. We all caught the train and Drew and I got off on the Main Street USA stop and made our way back to the hotel. The rest of the crew went on to Tom Sawyer’s island and later said they’d had a great time.

Getting Drew to take a nap was a challenge. I would hear him open his door, sneak around, and then close his door again. This happened about every 15 minutes, so I was sure he wasn’t getting any sleep. Finally, at about 4:30pm, I went into his room to check on him. I knew something was up, so I was capturing it on video. As soon as I went in, I could smell Chips Ahoy cookies, and confronted Drew on it (again, watch the YouTube video). It’s hard to be mad at such a cute kid.

We made plans to meet back up at the Plaza Inn, where we’d heard there was a great deal on a full chicken dinner. We had done a very good job of packing in our own food for lunches, so we felt OK about splurging. We enjoyed a good dinner together, and the kids were able to share, and we still all ate until we were full.

I think we were all pretty tired at this point, but we still needed to wait until 8PM for the World of Color show that we had been looking forward to. So, instead of going on more rides, we moseyed down Main Street USA. We sat and listened to the ragtime piano player, ducked into a few shops looking for souvenirs, and Grandma Jan treated us all to some ice cream.

We made our way over to California Adventures to watch the World of Color show that marked the end of the day at the park and the end of our great Disneyland vacation.

The show was very cool, definitely worth seeing. We hustled back to the bus stop to catch the last shuttle of the day, and practically fell into our beds when we got home. We were all so very tired.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

When we hit the road on Thursday, we weren’t planning on driving all the way home in one day. We had planned on just taking it easy, stopping for a day in St. George. However, by the time we got to Vegas, Manina was just ready to get home. So, we made a few calls to change arrangements and notify some of our neighbors.

We finally pulled into our driveway at about 11:30pm. Most of the kids were asleep, but it was very nice to be home. Our neighbors who were watching our house had brought over milk, juice, eggs, cinnamon rolls, cereal, and fresh fruit for our breakfast in the morning. How awesome is that? In the morning we would be reunited with Ellie (who had been left behind) and our family vacation was over. It was an awesome time though.

Vacation Day 3: California Adventures

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Unlike our Monday at Disneyland, we were able to get right into the park on Tuesday. Since it was “magic morning” at Disneyland, where some passholders are able to get in early, we decided to go where the crowds weren’t: California Adventures. The whole morning, we probably only saw a handful of other families. We walked right on to the rides. Parades followed us so they would have a crowd. It was great.

The kids all participated in the toy soldier boot camp, which was fun for them. The drill sergeant approached Jacob and said, “Hey, BYU what is your favorite Disney movie.” Jacob swears he didn’t get to give an answer, and the drill sergeant exclaimed, “Cinderella!?” and then mumbled something about not being surprised. It was funny.

Then he made Jacob and the other trainees do the Cinderella freeze pose.

The Tower of Terror was an early favorite, then we stopped off at the bug’s life area of the park where all the little kids rides are. They all had fun, even if Jacob and Megan quickly got bored.

We watched the 3-D movie where we got sprayed with poison, got stung in our backs, and had giant termites crawl under our seats as we left. The kids thought it was great.

Manina and Rachel both spent a small fortune to get a girl’s lunch at Ariel’s Grotto, where they could have lunch with many of the Disney princesses.

Meanwhile, us boys went onto Paradise Pier to scope out a couple rides. We got fast passes to ride California Screamin’ then rode the ferris wheel. As we were getting into our cage, we noticed some engineers pointing to some mechanical section of the wheel. As we passed them we asked if everything was going to be OK. They acted nonchalant, but no one else was allowed onto the ride. We got stuck up there for a little longer than was comfortable, but we survived.

We did the Toy Story Midway Mania game, which was fun, then it was time to meet the girls after their princess lunch. They brought us leftovers which we happily finished off. Then, it was time to head back to the pier and go on the biggest, scariest ride of all: California Screamin’.

Jacob, Megan, Katelyn and I all went on the first voyage. The kids were pretty scared after seeing the rocket start, the large climb, and then the upside-down loop it makes near the middle of the ride. No one chickened out. Then they wanted to do it again, and again, and again.

We also braved another trip on the ferris wheel now that the girls were back with us. We didn’t tell them about the earlier maintenance until we were about a quarter of the way to the top, so Manina was holding on for dear life the rest of the way.

We had heard the Aladdin musical was something we should go see, so we hit the 4:45 showing. It was actually quite good. It was fun to see the little ones cheer the good guys, boo at Jafar(?), and oooh when the carpet came flying across the stage.

Later that night, we did the Soaring over California ride, another 3-D movie, and called it a day. We actually left the park about an hour before closing because our kids were anxious to get in some pool time. I’m not sure where they get their energy, but after a quick swim we were all beat and went right to bed.

Vacation Day 2: Disneyland

Monday, February 7, 2011

Like our previous day at Newport Beach, Monday dawned with the promise of beautiful weather. I think the high was supposed to be 77 degrees, and we were really looking forward to fun in the sun at Disneyland. However, before we could get out the door, we had a few things to take care of.

We planned this trip with Spencer and Rachel, who own a timeshare thing at the Worldmark by Wyndhamm. After some wheeling and dealing Rachel and Manina were able to get us a room for cheap, provided we attended a two-hour sales presentation at 8am. We generally hate doing those things, but Rachel promised to babysit while we went, plus it got us a smokin’ deal on our accommodations. Despite Manina’s best efforts to give in, I stayed strong on my “NO” platform and we got out of there in just under two hours. Now we were ready for Disneyland.

The first decision of the day was whether to spend our money on parking or spend it on a shuttle pass. We chose the latter, and never regretted it. Even though Disneyland was just a hop, skip and a jump away, it was nice to have time in the bus to recap the day, plan the next one, and talk to other Disneyland goers. We waited on the curb soaking up the sun, all of us anxious to finally get to Disneyland.

We finally arrived in the park, and then had to make the kids wait again while Manina and Rachel picked up some passes for a princess lunch for the following day. Then, they waited some more right outside the entrance while we took some photos.

Finally, we were in. We rode tons of rides the first day:

  • It’s a small world
  • Finding Nemo
  • Matterhorn
  • Indiana Jones
  • Space Mountain
  • Jungle Cruise
  • Pirates of the Caribbean
  • Haunted Mansion
  • Buzz Lightyear Astro Blasters
  • Peter Pan’s Flight
  • Mad Tea Party

We hardly had to wait in line. Peter Pan probably took the longest and it was about 15 minutes.

On the drive down, we had told the kids that we were giving them 10 $1 bills to spend at Disneyland in addition to whatever they had saved up on their own. The rule was that each time they were involved in teasing, fighting, crying, or otherwise being annoying then they would have to give Dad one dollar. It made for a nice drive. Even if most of them didn’t earn the full ten bucks, they had enough to spend on cotton candy and ice cream sandwiches.

Princesses and characters were another big hit. Some of them were more popular than others, and we tried not to spend too much time with them since Manina spent a small fortune getting the girls into a princess luncheon for the next day. However, we couldn’t pass up the chance to get a good photo.

We were pretty worried about losing Claire and Drew especially, since both have a tendency to wander and neither knows names or cell phone numbers to call. So, we did what any responsible parent would do — we dogtagged them both and had Drew on a leash. We told Claire that if she got lost, she was to stay where she was, find her tag, and wait for someone to help her.

After riding Space Mountain for the second time we all headed over to the Buzz Lightyear ride. Claire got separated from the group. After about a minute or so, we figured out we were missing someone so Manina ran back to the spot to find Claire. And bless her heart, Claire was doing exactly what she was told—she stood in place while looking around for Mom and Dad, holding onto her little tag that was attached to her dress.

Even though the kids were tired at the end of the day, the excitement carried them through. Drew was great the whole day, Claire only got lost that once, Katelyn, Megan, and Jacob all loved Space Mountain and no one (except Manina) wimped out of going on any rides, even some of the scary ones.

Vacation Day 1: Newport Beach

I usually don’t read anyone’s travelogues detailing what happened on their family vacation, so I don’t expect you to either. Skim through, look at pictures, watch the video, and I will understand. I’m writing this more for my own memory than for anyone else.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

We woke up early in St. George and were on the road by 8:30am. We were really looking forward to getting to the beach after looking at the forecast. It was supposed to hit 77 as the high on Sunday afternoon, so you can’t blame us for being excited. I was up at 5:30 researching beaches close to our hotel in Anaheim, like a kid who can’t sleep Christmas morning.

We stopped in Barstow, California at McDonald’s for lunch, and the drive was pretty nice. We had checked out a bunch of DVDs from the library to keep the kids occupied. Also, Ellie got left behind. The drive was pretty uneventful until we got into Orange County.

After a little bit of confusion and a little bit of stress trying to figure out where we were going and how to get there (Manina’s co-pilot skills hadn’t been honed at that point), we got to our hotel and checked in. We met Spencer and Rachel and decided to head for Newport Beach.

We got to Newport Beach at about 3pm. The weatherman had been right, it was a beautiful day. We passed some bars walking to the beach, and they were packed with football fans watching the Superbowl. That left nobody but us on the beach. It was awesome, we had the whole thing pretty much to ourselves.

The kids played in the sand, chased birds, threw rocks, got wet and generally had a great time. Dolphins were cresting about 50 yards out into the surf. There was a light breeze. It was about as perfect as is gets.

As the sun was setting, we decided to walk out onto the Newport pier. It was beautiful to watch the sun dipping into the Pacific.

We were all famished after our long trip and afternoon at the beach, so we drove to a Chipotle and had a big burrito for dinner. We figured we would need the sustenance for the busy days ahead. We also stopped off at Wal-Mart to buy groceries so we could avoid eating at Disneyland and save ourselves from eating out all the time. It proved to be a great decision. When we got back to the hotel, we were very tired and immediately went to bed. This action of getting home and crashing would be repeated over the next several days.

Getting left behind

Poor little Ellie, I feel bad for her. But, she’s brought this upon herself. You see, Ellie doesn’t travel well. She’s a horrible traveler, actually. And now, she will be left behind.

The entire family is taking a much-needed vacation to Disneyland here in the near future. We’ve been planning this trip for more than a year, and now that it is approaching everyone is very excited to go. Everyone but Ellie, that is. Because Ellie will be staying home.

A few months ago we went to Temple Square to see the Christmas lights. On the way home, Ellie sealed her fate. She screamed the entire way home. This is no normal scream, it is a demonic shriek that pierces the skull and echos around even after the shriek is gone. Had there been a sizable cliff to drive off of on that fateful trip home, I would have been tempted to Evel Knievel right off that thing. I recorded nearly 4 minutes of this, the MP3 version is down below. I’m sure it could be a best-seller on iTunes in the torture-and-self-mutilation genre (if one existed).

Another issue with the scream is that there doesn’t seem to be any purpose to it. When she gets out of the car seat, she’s fine, even pleasant. But while buckled in she is a banshee. The screaming seems to be lessening with time, or maybe I’m just going deaf from it.

This screaming phenomenon lead me to issue the following ultimatum: “Either she stays home, or I do.”

Manina doesn’t like to drive on long road trips, otherwise I’m sure I would be staying home.

Download the audio here: Ellie_Wailing_Her_Guts_Out

(I dare you to listen to the whole thing, on high-volume, and not want to jab yourself in the eyeball with a fork.)

Vericose Vein Procedures – not for the faint of heart

January 5, 2011

Back in November I decided I was gonna get the veins in my legs examined a little closer. I was beginning to experience more pain and pressure from them than I felt normal. Not to mention they weren’t the prettiest sight to behold either. I had one vein sticking out above my calf and another purple cluster of veins and/or blood pooling at the base of my right ankle. I felt since I was only 33 that I needed to get them taken care of before they became more debilitating than they already were. I went to the Intermountain Vein Clinic in Provo, UT and got a consult. I ended up coming out of there with more anxiety than I imagined possible.

I was hoping it would involve a simple one-step procedure but that was not the case. Instead I came out of there with a 4 step process that would total over $10,000 worth of medical bills (of course that is before insurance kicks in its portion). Thankfully this isn’t considered cosmetic surgery due to the amount of pain I am having in my legs or else we wouldn’t even consider the procedure(s). The outlined steps were:

1) First appointment, laser my Greater Saphenous Vein
2) Second appointment, laser my Small Saphenous Vein
3) Third appointment, do a phlebectomy (slit skin and remove veins) on a couple painful visual veins
4) Fourth appointment, Schlerotherapy (inject a poison into my perforater veins and pelvic veins). Schelortherapy is often used for spider veins but this isn’t the procedure I am doing. I can deal with my few spider veins, they are painless. This the only way to treat smaller, more hidden veins the laser cannot reach.

I set and appointment in early December to have my first appointment on January 4th. I tried not to think about it but lets be honest, it was on my mind nearly every day. It consumed me. I was scared. There are side effects associated with this surgery. I began doing lots of research and calling everyone I knew that had possibly done a similar surgery. I spoke with three people whom I knew. I was hoping this would ease some of my fears.

One friend said her first laser treatment was fairly painless, other than the needle injections in her leg, but she went on to tell me her second laser treatment was terrible and extremely painful. She said it felt like she was being burned from the inside. Another friend said she didn’t feel much of anything with either vein. The third person I spoke with only did one vein and said it was the most horrifying pain she had ever felt in her life. At this point I wasn’t feeling any better. For those of you that don’t know, all of these procedures are done while you are awake. You can take a valium beforehand, but overall you are very much aware of what is happening. Honestly, I think I would prefer to have been put to sleep. I have always considered myself tough and have felt I have a high pain tolerance, but this still really scared me.

The week prior to the surgery, I found myself imagining the worst case scenerio happening to me. I couldn’t sleep well and I even think I gave myself an upset stomach (either that or it was perfect timing for the stomach flu). I was embarrassed. How could I be so scared? It is pretty simple really. The problem is it isn’t something commonly discussed. I rarely hear about people who have done it and those who have don’t really mention it. I just wish I could have had more reassurance. Some side effects are numbness, permanent bruising, blood clots (which can lead to a pulmonary embolism), and more. Worst case scenarios were locked in my mind. Because this surgery was optional I knew it was ultimately up to me. I didn’t have to do it, but I wanted to do it. I was sick of going through the discomfort these veins caused when riding my bike or running. I didn’t want to have a huge gross painful vein in my calf that hurt every time I played with my kids. Heck, I am 34 and I shouldn’t have to deal with stuff like that yet. So I did it. I went through with it. In all fairness to me, once I finally made the decision to have it done, I had a very peaceful feeling come over me. I felt like everything would be okay.

I had a blessing from Seth the night before the appointment which gave me some rest and much needed comfort. The morning before my first appointment, I got up, showered, ate, and headed in to the office. When I was called back I looked back at Seth and just walked in. I was incredibly nervous. I don’t even know why but I was about to lose it. The thought passed through my mind to run back out. Thankfully I didn’t. That would have been really embarrassing. 🙂 The assistant had me put on some huge shorts they have and turned on some of my favorite music. The ultrasound technician came in and began prepping my leg. She sterilized it with soapy water and whatever else might have been in it. Note to self, don’t shave your legs the morning before. The soap really made my leg sting and I am pretty sure it was because I had shaved. I am grateful for the technician because she graciously answered my questions which helped put me at ease, well a little. The offered me and ibuprofen and a valium. I took them. Then she said I would have to chew the valium so it would kick in fast enough for the surgery. Not only was it putrid and made me gag a ton but it never really kicked in at all, well until after the procedure and then it mostly just made me a little drowsy.

Finally the doctor arrived and shook my hand. He asked me how I was doing and I replied that I was really nervous. He asked me why I was nervous. I told him that the thought of feeling a burning laser really frightened me. He reassured me that the least painful part would be the laser. He said most people don’t even feel it and if I did to let him know and he would increase the liquid around the catheter. He then explained what would take place during the procedure. He said that they would be inserting a needle into the vein. It can’t be numbed because it would cause the vein to collapse. Once the needle was in they would insert a catheter up the vein. Next they would inject fluid around the catheter to avoid the burn of the laser being felt. He said the injection up my thigh would be uncomfortable because that skin is tender. He also injected some numbing medicine to help with the pain. And so he began.The initial needle hurt, but not terribly bad. Needles don’t really bother me. I also felt each needle poke as he went up my leg. There were probably a total of 8 or maybe a few more. It was uncomfortable but I didn’t feel the need to cry or scream. I mostly just coped with it just as I learned to cope with pain when I had my kidney stone. Before I knew it, we were all putting on our protective eye glasses and the laser began. It was over within a minute or two and I never felt a thing after it. The doctor told me that rarely do you feel the laser and if you do, he will numb it more. He said most complaints come from the shots.

Then I was done, wrapped in gauze and placed in a compression stocking. I have to leave the stocking on for 48 hours and then I can take it off to shower and then I have to keep it on during the day for seven days. So far the pain has been bearable. There is discomfort but nothing I can’t handle. I see some good bruising at the top of my thigh but I can’t see anything else until tomorrow. They have me taking 800 mg of ibuprofen three times a day (not for pain, but mostly for swelling). So far so good. I am not looking forward to going back next Thursday but I will admit that I am not dreading it nearly as much as I did this first one. It helps so much to know what to expect.

Picture right after surgery (can’t see much…just wrapped in compression stocking)

Picture after 48 hours

Picture after 72 hours

Picture after one week

I thought most of the pain and bruising would be gone by now, but it isn’t. The bruising is better and seems to be lessening each day but I still have a painful pull in my leg when I walk (kind of like a rubber band). Supposedly that is normal and could take up to three weeks to disappear.

January 13, 2011

Good new for me today! I went in for my follow-up appointment and looked great. Even better news is my smaller Saphenous Vein has adjusted to the closing of my greater Saphenous Vein and is no longer pooling blood in that area. This means I don’t have to have it lasered after all. Instead we went to steps 3 and 4. They did a phlebectomy on my vein that had ballooned out in my calf. They numbed me good so I didn’t really feel any pain, but it was a very odd sensation having the doctor tug and yank on my vein. It wasn’t like he gently pulled it out. It was literally a strong, manly yank until it snapped. He made five small incisions (called nicks) and pulled out the vein segments with what looked like a crochet hook and then tugged until it snapped. It still gives me the heepie jeebies when I think about.

Next they did the sclerotherapy. Basically the doctor just injected the agent into the veins that he couldn’t access with the laser. The agent then causes the vein to collapse and close off. It didn’t really hurt but it was a really strange feeling. It stung very mildly and my calf felt like it was blowing up like a balloon. It has been about four hours and I haven’t had much discomfort yet, but I am sure that is still to come. I get to wear my compression stockings non-stop for 3 days after which I have seven more days of wearing them during the day.

My next appointment is Wednesday the 19th. I will do my follow-up and get my final sclero injections. I am a little nervous because they are in my pelvic area and I have heard they are pretty painful. I guess I will find out soon enough.

Here is a pic of my leg 48 hours after the sclero and phlebectomy:

January, 19, 2011

Well, the good news isn’t I didn’t have to do my final injections. The bad news is they found a DVT (deep vein thrombosis, aka blood clot) in my lower leg. Thankfully it is below the knee in my calf and the doctor believes that taking one aspirin a day for two weeks will take care of the problem. I won’t pretend I am not a little scared about this. It is unlikely that it would break off and even more unlikely that if it did, it would do any damage, but for whatever reason it freaks me out. I am pretty shook-up. That was my biggest fear of doing this and sure enough, I was one of the rare cases it happened to.

The doctor said it occurred because the sclero injected in my calf seeped out one of my large perforater veins and went into my deep vein. He said most perforater veins are small so it doesn’t happen but mine was stretched out. The only thing I can do at this point is wait. He is going to put off the other injections for at least a month while we wait for this clot to clear up. Plus, we are going to Disneyland in February and he doesn’t want to do anything before a big trip since I will spend hours sitting in a car (which increases the chances of more clots). I was hoping I followed the majority and avoided getting any clots from the procedures. Unfortunately this wasn’t the case. It will be at least one month before I get any further procedures so I decided to go ahead and make a post about this. When all my procedures are complete I will make a before and after post. For now though, here is my leg two weeks post laser surgery and one week post schlero and phlebectomy. Not pretty but getting better. For those of you that believe in prayer feel free to drop a few my way. I really don’t want this to get any more serious than it is. Thanks.

Brace Face!

Megan got her first round of braces yesterday. I always thought braces were something kids dreaded getting but not Megan. She couldn’t wait! She was so excited to finally get them on and especially excited to pick Valentine’s Day rubber band colors. Plus, it helped that they gave her a t-shirt (nothing like a walking advertisement) and a bunch of other fun goodies to take home.

We are starting with only the top teeth in order to make room for a few other teeth that cannot come in. Eventually those will come off and she will get braces on the top and bottom but that won’t happen until she gets all of her permanent teeth.

I always remember my Dad telling me that kids were expensive. Only now am I beginning to really appreciate that comment.

The Spock

Megan had to make an invention for the 3rd grade invention fair. She decided to invent the “Spock.” It is a combination of a sock and sponge. I always thought that would be a brilliant idea. She demonstrated it to her class by bringing a spray bottle to class and spraying the floor with cleanser and using the spock to clean it up. I told her if she would market it, I would buy it! I hate mopping and even more so hate bending over to scrub tough spots. This makes it easy.

It is fun to see young minds in action. Although most ideas are pretty simplistic, I think as adults we often overlook those type of things. In the process of deciding what to do she had several other ideas. One was a pencil and she attached a wire toward the tip and stuck on an eraser. She said it made more sense to have the eraser up front so you didn’t have to flip the pencil over every time you have to erase. Pure genius! 🙂