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Lately things have been a little difficult for me. Work, friends, life, money, future.
Where to start...
My deep hatred for work continues to grow and cultivate all inside my brain. Don't get me wrong.. I'm so thankful to have my job, and I love some of the people I work with. But retail is NOT my thing. It's really kinda made me hate people. They're messy, rude, smelly, snobby, stupid, needy. I do love some of the customers I've had the fun opportunity to help and get to know a little bit. I don't like working somewhere where everything you do goes unnoticed. You could work on something for 4 hours straight... just to come back from a 10 minutes break to realize some jerks messed it up in 2 seconds without thinking twice about it. I hate it. I have nothing to show my hard work and time that I put into something.. and it doesn't really matter anyways, because it'll all change the next day anyways.
I don't know how I always attract drama everywhere I go. People are gossiping to me, about me, with me, blah blah. I hate it.
I had this one guy that worked in the footwear with me. He's this marine man who thought he was hot stuff and the hardest worker on the planet. Well.. he would never listen to me because I'm a woman. How ridiculous is that?! He wouldn't let me train him, or give him tasks to get done because he thought I didn't know what I was talking about. Psht, dude I could do your job and my job together and do a better job. I know what I'm talking about (most of the time-sometimes I BS it and get away with it just fine) and it doens't matter that I'm a woman. Ugh. Men. Can't live with them, can't live without them.

Friends.
I haven't had many opportunities to make friends. I'm too shy and awkward, and so is my husband (even moreso than me) so that makes for some ridiculous social situations. I hang out with dudes all the time when they are having their wang time talking about cars, off roading, and man stuff.. uhhh.. can I go paint my nails and complain to someone how fat I am and talk about the fact that my cute gummy bear is currently stretching out my stomach? haha! So anyways, I've learned that there are a lot of flakey, flakey people here in Oregon. I hate it. If you don't like me, or don't want to hang out with me.. that's totally fine. Just don't cancel on me EVERY TIME or.. just conveniently not tell me you're not going to show up.. and I call you saying what the he!! homeslices. It's annoying, and really disrespectful. It hurts too. I already feel pretty alone here, that doesn't help any.
I have met some awesome people though. Phill's best friend Jerry is awesome! He's always over here and we're always doing stuff with him. He's a great friend, and honestly we feel he's more like family than anything. His sister in law Liliya is awesome too. I've been able to get to know her more, and I think I've finally found a married friend that I can talk to about everything. Then there's Tara from work. Friends don't get much better than her. Never flakey, always loyal, super nice. It's fun talking to her cause she always makes me laugh.
So, now that I've expressed how much I had flakes, I do have to say I'm grateful for the people I do have in  my life. I also have my best friend Kelly just 10 digits away if I ever need her :)
I'm hoping to do the Hood to Coast next year with my Dad. I think that would be so much fun. :) He'll whoop me pretty good considering I would have only been able to maybe train 3 months after giving birth... but I don't care. I love doing stuff like that with him- even though it always ends in him getting uber frustrated in my stupidity :) Hehe. Sorry, dad.
Hmmm.. I got in a car accident last Saturday. That was pretty sucky. I got distracted, which isn't new.. but I got distracted at a super bad time. Ugh. Good thing I have an amazing husband that was able to bend my car back into it's almost normal shape. He's so good to me. And if anyone can fix/ build/ do anything with their hands... it would hands down be him. Gosh I love him to the moon and back.
:D I WENT RUNNING FINALLY!!!! It was the best feeling in the world.. It was an easy run with my sister-in-law, but I loved every second of it.. even though my lungs begged for air and my legs burned. It was a feeling I've so badly missed. Now, I have negotiated that Phill will run with me 3 times a week.. we'll see how that one turns out- but I can't wait. I can only do 2 miles right now... but hopefully I'll be able to get up to at least 5 before I'm not allowed to run anymore.
I have my second ultrasound next Monday. I can't wait. Apparently my baby is about the size of a small lemon? :D It'll be way more developed this time, and it'll be able to move it's fingers and yawn. I hope hope hope My little one with wave at us and start saying Mommy. Okay, I know, I'm a dreamer with unrealistic dreams. Don't hate.
Phill will probably go hunting this weekend. I'm excited for him. He loves that kind of stuff.. But I don't think I'll tag along. I get too tired, and hungry all the time. Let me tell you.. I went 10 hours without eating yesterday and just about passed out. Worst feeling in the entire world.
My amazing Sister and brother in law gave us their swiffer and vacuum. AH! I'm so excited. We won't have to borrow Phill's parents every week! If I do like doing one thing, it's vacuuming because I like seeing the clean vacuum lines it makes. Makes me feel accomplished. AND Phill loves a clean carpet, so he always compliments me when I vacuum. Haha, weird.
Anyways, I should probably get some homework done.
soo... kbye!

'Toot'sie & Rolls

Pregnancy has really not done me very many favors. Maybe once I have a real baby bump and feel it moving all the time I will appreciate it and be more excited. Don't get me wrong.. I'm so excited for this munchkin to come meet the world.. but that's just it.. why can't pregnancy be a delightful, blissful experience where women look skinny and beautiful and they magically find awesome talents and sweat the sensual amber smell, and toot flowers?
My poor husband. I can't ever contain myself. literally no matter how hard I try. We'll be laying in bed just talking about how much we hate our jobs or how much we love each other, and..whoopsie. Was that me? Phill-Oh my gosh, Alise. REALLY?! Sorry, hunny. I hope this passes soon. I know, TMI. But seriously, everyone always talks about how wonderful pregnancy is... but I'm here just to give it to you how it is. You'll be a rootin tootin', peein your pants, chubster that wants to eat and sleep all the time. That's it. That's what your existence will become! At least in the first trimester. I heard the second trimester is the best one.. so now that the 2nd trimester is here... Bring it :D
I'm also always hot. Especially at night! I feel so bad cause I always kick the covers off and then Phill wakes up absolutely freezing while I enjoy bathing in the freezing cold air. It's nice because I used to always be cold no matter what, I would find myself getting the chills. But now, I overheat like it's my business and I can go outside when it's pouring rain, 40 degrees and windy and enjoy myself with a short sleeved shirt. I have to say.. I'm grateful for being mostly pregnant during the fall and winter.. I don't know how women do it during the summer. Yikes.
I do have to say that there is one amazing thing that has happened. I FELT THE BABY MOVE! Now, it's not big enough to kick yet, but I could feel it doing circles in my lower stomach. It was really exciting. I was at work when it happened, and I wanted to tell everyone I saw.. but I decided to wait and tell Phill and then my family. It was a great moment.
My foot is doing so much better. No more scab. Just scar. I was running around yesterday and my foot didn't hurt until the very end of the day.. I think that this means I'm going to try to go for a run today. I hope everything is okay, because I want to start running again before it just becomes a slow waddle.
Phill's getting sick, which I'm not okay with. His work doesn't really let people take sick days, which I think is absolutely ridiculous. So I hope he can get better soon.. or he'll be able to get time off to just relax and I can take care of him :)
We finally have internet in our condo, which is exciting. Now I don't have to steal Starbuck's or my in-laws. I will no longer have to drain a quarter tank of gas to do homework... or waste time writing on this blog.
Lately my hormones have been super funny. The weirdest things set me off. For example a couple weeks ago I was just paroozing through my itunes, and a Christmas song came on.. and I totally started crying and thought to myself.. ahh I LOVE Christmas! hahahahah.
The other day Phill and I went to Oktoberfest with our friends Tara and Jerry. It was so much fun. I loved people watching. I swear one day I'll go and wear one of those goofy outfits. We ate way too much food, but it was all so delicious! Phill got to brush up on his german, and we even drank german malts to get in the spirit beforehand. Most people go to get drunk, but we on the other hand go to eat. oh yes, oh yes. I did get one picture of all of us.. but will not be posting it due to the very bad quality of my face :)
Anyways, it was fun spending time with friends and even watch a dumb movie afterwards...
I think that's all I have for now.
I wish it was Christmas.

Affairs and fanny packs.

I figure I'll do an official announcement on here...
I'm Pregnant! I'll be 10 weeks on Sunday! Phill and I are really stoked about our little gummybear making it's way into this world. We are nervous and stressed beyond belief, but we know it's going to be such a blessing. I think it's going to be a girl, he thinks (wishes, prays, hopes) it's a boy so he'll have a little bud to pass down all his manly hobbies to. That way, I won't have to help skin or prepare deer meat. Uh, gag me. But, I will do it until our future future boy comes.
6 weeks...

Life has been good lately. My foot is healing well, and there is a nice scar starting to make it's ugly appearance all over my foot. I've been walking on my foot a lot (which I'm not supposed to be doing) and it's created kinda a bump of bone on the bottom of my foot.. not good. So, I'm going to be going into the doctor here pretty soon to get that checked out to make sure everything is okay. I would absolutely die if I ruined my foot to the point where running will never be the same.
Curse motorcycles, and having fun.

I really have to say that Phill and I have been blessed beyond measure lately. I can't even begin to explain it. We got the bill(s) for my lovely ER foot trip and about peed ourselves. Close to $2000 that we did not have in spare change.  I didn't have health insurance at the time (mind you, it kicked in 3 days after the incident. Great timing, huh?) so the bill was outrageous. We were devastated about it, and on top of that were trying to figure out how we were ever going to pay my pregnancy bills on top of every other expense. We prayed and prayed for help and guidance and that Phill's hours at work will increase, and I'll be able to go back to work soon to help out.

Lo and behold, I find out about financial assistance through the hospital. I signed up.. and on my birthday I found out that we were accepted and the hospital waived the entire bill for us. I cried right there (okay, okay it doesn't help that I'm hormonal). It was such an amazing gift from the Lord on the day! It was such a boulder lifted from both of our shoulders...

Now, in August, Phill and I tried signing up for OHP (it's a state insurance plan specifically for pregnant women and people that especially need it. We didn't get accepted at first, but we figured the blessing of having our hospital debt forgiven was blessing enough.. FALSE! A couple days later I get a call from Katie and she says.. you know Alise I was taking a second look at your file, and we have reconsidered your application. I would love to inform you that you have been accepted into the OHP program. I just about died with happiness right there! I just got my insurance card and everything in the mail a couple days ago. I was accepted for the OHP plus, which covers absolutely everything medical and dental for me during my pregnancy and 2 months after.. and covers our baby for a whole year. Wow. I'm so grateful... I can't even express how much that strengthened my testimony. We had been pleading for help and guidance for us to know how to handle our finances to be able to handle so many things at once. God didn't give us a million dollars, but He certainly did enough through little things. <3

I have gone back to work.. finally.. it's really hard being there because my foot is constantly in pain now. I walk around a lot at work. My heel is black and blue from putting all my weight on it on hard floors as I walk (Yes, you are right. I'm sporting the sexy one-shoe look at the moment and trying to set a trend. Come on now, people. You know it's cool). I've stubbed my broken bones about a million and a half times and I even had a customer (300 pounds costumer at that) step on it. That can't be good for the healing process.. I'm enjoying being with my friends at work again. I was starting to get a little lonely.. just laying on my back with my foot up... for 3 or 4 weeks straight. Movies seemed less appealing to me. I have no internet. Nothing to do... but lay there... So being mobile again is fabulous. I can't get enough of it!... well, until my heel turns black and blue, and i can't walk on it anymore. Good thing I have an amazing husband that is not grossed out by the disgusting appearance of the current state of my foot, and will rub it for me. :)

Twin and myself turned 20. Lovely lovely. Now, people can't be too disgruntled and think I belong on the MTV show- 16 and pregnant. Psht. Forget it. It was hard for me! I'm used to my sisters putting up happy birthday signs all over my door. Have my parents come and sing to me.. my dad making french toast for us and having a delicious mama home-made dinner of mine (and Dereks) choice. Oh, delish. I didn't see my husband all day, which was so sad. But, he did set up a surprise dinner with family and friends for me the day before <3 His mom made my moms famous spaghetti sauce that I wanted so badly. It was wonderful. Thank you Wendy!

Pregnancy is going well. I'm missing my family like crazy. I crave them all the time.. along with MILK, thai food, nachos, chicken broth and Olive garden. I wish so badly that I could just pack up and go see them for the weekend. Too bad gas costs and arm and a leg.. and I would probably be frightened for the endurance capability of my awesome, 80s volvo. I'm starting to get fat. I get comments from people like- Oh.. you're rounding out. Nice. Just what a pregnant lady wants to hear- might as well just yell at me "hey obeseoid, you suck". It's become somewhat of a joke at work. This is how I remember it going...
"Hey, Alise are you wearing a fanny pack?" -Cameron
*look down, get confused* "What??" -Me
"Oh, nevermind it just looks like you're wearing a fannypack under your shirt" -Cameron
"DIE!" -Me

SAY WHAAAAAT?! It's all in fun in games though until someone touches my belly.. Lemme tell you.. unless you have permission, the belly is off limits. The only people that have permission would be my mother, mother-in-law, my husband when he's not poking at it, and my sisters (including Kelly). Ehem.. otherwise, ask first. I've had strangers touch it and I feel all invaded, and I have to go cry and rock in a corner for a while.

Anyways, I'm about 10 weeks now... 2 more weeks and I'm out of the horrid first trimester. & 10 weeks(ish) until we find out the sex!!! I'm so excited. Hopefully no more all day sickness and weird, stupid cravings, and maybe I'll actually start looking pregnant instead of just fat. Phill says I've gained no weight, but I beg to differ.. and he's just being nice. "It'll come right off when you have the baby, hunny". Yeah, it better! Baby weight.. I challenge you.

I love having pregnant friends. We went over to our friends, the Risenmays, last Sunday. Marie is 23 weeks pregnant I believe and we had fun bouncing off funny stories and cravings and such. I asked her questions, and we had a blast with it. It was so fun visiting with them! Plus, they know how to make a delicious dinner. Yummm. Granted, I DID make the salad ;) I know, I know. I should be on Top Chef.

Let's see.. Phill and I are figuring out all of our school plans (shout out to ma and pa). We are hoping to move to Utah here pretty soon (January most likely). That stresses me out with pregnancy. I'll be 6 months pregnant. No doctor is gonna wanna take me on there! Yikes.. Plus I think it's so much cooler saying  (for the baby) saying you were born in Oregon instead of Utah. Yuck. Oh well, I'm excited about it. We'll see how it all works out. Just dive in...

Anyways, there's an update. Phill wishes he was firefighting instead of working at Talecris. I wish I had a real job. We want a dog. We're excited for baby. I'm slacking in my womanly cleaning duties. We now have deer meat to last us a million and a half years. It's actually delicious when Phill cooks it. Please don't bring canned fish.. or fish in general-especially clams and crab (other than shrimp) near me. Or car oil, fruit, chocolate, squash, or tomato pastey stuff near me. ohhh yuck. We want iPhones. and internet, non-conflicting schedules and a million dollars. But as of now, we are very, very content with all our blessings we have. We both are having affairs and have a mutual understanding it's necessary for us. Him with his jeep, and me with sudoku.