I'm already missing summer...

...and days spent swinging away.

You've got to click on this picture to get the full effect.

Indie's face...classic.

Hot bread Z...

The best five dollars I ever spent...

I bought a bread machine at a yard sale (don't worry, I kind of knew the person so I am not scared of what they may have done to it) and it has rocked our world.

This machine has given our family delicious bread and me a sense of accomplishment in the housewifery department.

The easy recipe...

1 cup hot water

1/3 cup of powdered milk

1/2 cup of sugar

1 egg

1 teaspoon salt

1/2 cube of butter

3 to 3 1/2 cups of flour

Throw all the ingredients in, push start and bring on the delicious smell of homemade bread.

Go Blackjacks...

In August, my cousin Chelsea called to see if we were interested in joining a family/Fusion softball team.  I happen to fit in both of those categories so we were in.  

We got cute matching team shirts, had a practice and thought we were ready to rock.

I probably should have written this post earlier in our season when we were still feeling optimistic.  But as you can see by the big "zero" we are making in the picture, we didn't win a single game.  That's right, not a single one.  We got worked big time, and not just by a few points, we're talking 10 or 20 points.

Here's the team:

Brad, Me, Tony, Kipp, Megan, Chelsea, Joey, Cortney, Rodger

Bob, Lindsey and Landon

Not pictured: Lydia, Summer, Kari and Dave

On the up side I discovered my husband's hidden talent of hitting a mean home run.

Even with the support of our cheering section we couldn't pull out a win...

Not only did we get our aces kicked but we also got injured, and I mean a lot.  Poor Cort took a grounder that bounced up right to the eye...

Dave and Joey pulled their hami's

Landon got hit in the chest with the ball

And Kipp broke his wrist

Who knew the city league would be like unto the majors.  The other players meant business and we were way out of our league (enjoy the pun).

Needless to say, we will not be playing next year.

Here we go again...

I swear, if there is some random, weird, uncommon sickness out there poor little Indie is going to get it.  Her latest is an abscess under her eye.

It has made for some funny moments of waking up to this...

It all started a few weeks ago when she started developing a small red bump under her eye.  At first I thought it was pink eye but her eye wasn't pink so I just figured it was a sty.  So foolishly I didn't take her to the doctor thinking it would go away.  

Well after about a week it didn't so I thought it was time to go in.  Her doctor said it was an infection in her eye, gave us an antibiotic and sent us on our way.  Three days later it only looked worse so we went back in and this time he said it was an abscess and we would need to see a specialist to have it drained.

The next day we made yet another doctors visit.  The specialist concurred that it was an abscess.  He said we could either strap her down and drain it or we could put her under and do the procedure.  The doctor felt he could do a better job of cleaning it out if she wasn't freaking out so we opted for another surgery.  

We arrived at Ogden Regional Wednesday morning at 6:30 a.m., you heard right, A.M.  The anesthesiologist did his best to completely freak me out.  He was concerned because Indie had a small cold and told us that even healthy children have problems with their airways while under anesthesia.  He wouldn't even feel comfortable putting an adult with a cold under.  He asked the doctor if he thought this surgery could wait until she was well and he said he was afraid if we waited she would be at risk for developing cellulitis.  So they decided to continue on with the surgery even though it would be higher risk.  I felt calm up to this point and then I just lost it.  Thanks for telling me all of the reasons we should wait, and then going ahead with it anyway.  I could not stop the tears.  Tony gave Indie a blessing and I felt more at ease.  

They took her from us at about 7:30 a.m. and by 7:50 a.m. the doctor had come to the waiting room to tell us it had been a success.  Tony had to jet off to class so I went into the recovery room and fed and rocked Indie until they said we could go.  She was groggy and a little grumpy as usual from the anesthesia, but I think she was mostly upset because the pesky patch was covering her good eye.

We were home by 9:30 and back to normal after we both took a much needed nap.  The patch came off and her eye was swollen and bruised.

We went back to the doctor today and he said everything looks great.  The swelling has gone done and it is still quite bruised but she should be back to normal in no time.

Halloween...

Halloween was a great day.  We were going non-stop and despite the fact Indie didn't get a decent nap all day she did pretty well.  We dragged her around from place to place, dressing and undressing her but in the end we visited all of her grandparents and great-grandparents.

We have a tradition of visiting dad at his work and showing the kids' costumes off.  Then we eat at a delicious cafe.  Chloe was the girl from High School Musical, Maddie was an angel and Indie was a little Chinese baby.  Lydie brought her that costume all the way from China.  Thanks Lyd.

Lyd had to work Halloween night (boo) so we helped her get dressed up, and by we, I mean Alicia.  I laid on the couch and watched.

Off to Grandma and Grandpa Rigbys.

Little Cashy was a bee.

Then to Nana and Gaga's home.

Kisses for Nana.

We stopped by Grandma and Grandpa Smiths too but I forgot to take pictures.

We ended up at Kim's house where we got to see Beckam who was Chicken Little.

And Gracie who was a fairy.

Kim made a killer chili so we ate and visited with everyone who stopped by.

Tony, bless his little heart, spent the day taking the dreaded GRE but was able to spend the evening with us.  Thanks for working so hard babe.

Did you rock the vote?...

We did.