A Little FYI on Dave

I ran across this post on a few other people's blogs and liked it. It is someone elses "blog tag" they set up, and I don't mind being tagged because it gives me something to write about, but I thought this was more fun because seeing as I mostly talk about myself, this gives you a peek into Dave's life and our relationship a little more. (Don't worry; nothing is too personal :) Also, this is more like the Melanie 101 list...
Don't worry; as you come to the bottom of this post, you WILL NOT find that I have tagged you once again; this is simply for your enjoyment.

What is his name? David Alvin Crockett
How long have you been together? Since May 5, 2006 - it was a gorgeous day in every way. If I could go back to that date, I wouldn't change a thing.
How long did you date? We met 10 years ago, hung out through high school (wherein I took him to a dance... our only HS date), and started dating the September after he got off his mission. We got engaged in January and married in May. So to answer the original question; 4 months of official dating and 4 months of official engagement.
How old is he? 23 years 7 months and 21 days.
Who eats more? I don't know. I eat a bigger breakfast, Dave eats a MUCH bigger lunch, and I think I eat a bigger dinner. So my best guess would be Dave eats more.
Who said I love you first? Verbally--Dave. Nonverbally--Me. I will explain this.... Growing up, my family had a little thing where three hand squeezes meant I love you. While Dave and I were dating, and when I knew I loved him, I would simply give his hand three quick squeezes; I knew exactly what I was doing/saying, but Dave hadn't the foggiest :) I simply waited until he was ready to say those oh so important words, then reciprocated.
Who is taller? We are both enormous, but Dave takes the cake at 6'3''.
Who sings better? Dave would say I do, but I say Dave does! Dave has a deep, rich, resonate voice that I love. Dave can also hear parts... this is the one talent I plan on asking for when I die. He sings beautifully, has tremendous pitch, and hears parts.... so it's final....Dave sings better!
Who is smarter? I am better at science, he is better at math. Dave has a lot of common sense, but I read people better. hmmmmm
Whose temper is worse? Mine. I think I want to change this question though; Dave has a more even temprament (sp?), but neither one of us really has a temper.
Who does the laundry? Mostly me, but Dave helps a lot!!
Who does the dishes? When I was first pregnant; Dave did it all. During the summer its about even, and during the school year I wash every last item.
Who sleeps on the right side of the bed? I don't know because if you stand at the head of the bed, I sleep on the right, but if you stand at the foot of the bed, Dave does.
Who pays the bills? It's about equal. But if you ask who does a lot of the finances; DAVE through and through.
Who mows the lawn? Wymount! When we have a lawn my guess is it will be Dave although I LOVE to mow the lawn.
Who cooks dinner? I do. Dave can make some great "mission quickies", but I would say I cook 98% of the time.
Who drives when you are together? I drive him to school everyday and then head into work, but other than that Dave does all the driving.
Who is more stubborn? Unfortunately I am.
Who is the first to admit when they are wrong? ME!! This is simply because I am always the one that is wrong :) Dave is quick to remedy anything he things he might have done though. But I am serious about me being the one that makes the most mistakes.
Whose parents do you see the most? Probaby mine simply because they come down to Utah more.
Who kissed who first? Dave kissed me first; I was bound to let him take everything at his own pace...
Who asked who out? I aksed Dave to that dance in high school, but when we started dating post mission, he asked me out. I did however give him a HUGE open door to do so. It went something like this... me: "So how do you like being in school?" dave: "it's great" me: "so have you discovered the fun things to do in Provo yet?" dave: "not really" me: "well, one place you will have to check out is smart cookie! (this was followed by an explanation of the business). dave: "sounds yummy" after a few moment of other small talk, he then proceeded to see if I wanted to go to Smart Cookie with him later that week ;)
Who proposed? Dave (I only know of one situation where it was the other way around). Dave asked me to marry him after taking me on our first date all over again... smart cookie and a walk. He did it at the park we liked to go to, except in January we were being sprinkled with a light drift of snow... it was SO ROMANTIC!!
Who is more sensitive? I am more emotional for sure, but I would say Dave is as "sensitive" as I am.
Who has more friends? Dave; he has a real knack with people. I admire/envy his ability to make friends.
Who has more siblings? Dave. He is the youngest of 7.
Who wears the pants in the family? Well, I don't know anything except at this point I think I prefer wearing skirts!

Saturday Projects

Summer Saturdays were when Dave and I used to be able to play. Since school has started, this is going to and has already changed. This past Saturday we woke up a little early and went and played some volleyball with some friends and my sister Katie. When that was over Dave went to an intramural football practice and Katie and I headed to Home Depot. Katie's apartment at school was in dire need of some shelves. We had gone to Wal-Mart the previous week to find something suitable; but to no avail. This is when we decided to take this task on ourselves. At home depot we found:

A 8" x 8' board (which the Home Depot guy was more than willing to cut in half for Katie...)
for $2.75 ish
A few screws - $2.00
Sandpaper - $2.00 ish
A sponge brush - $0.59
L frames to hang the shelves - $2.50 ish
Stain - $5.75 ish
So $17.15 later, we had all the makings for shelves. We went to my apartment to spend the day. When Dave came home, it became very clear to me that both he and my sister had PLENTY of homework to do so I was left to cook, clean, and do laundry.... woo hoo.
This was when I decided to take this "shelf project" on with vigor!

I started sanding...

...and sanding....

....AND sanding. I was focused (as noted by my protruding tongue). The tongue thing is a trait that I got from my dad. When either of us is working on something, or focused in any way, our tongues poke through our lips and start to kind of pulse up and down in a rhythmic manner.

When all the sanding was said and done, I proceede to stain the shelves. I was a little worried about doing this just because pregnancy + chemicals = no good. But I figured I was alright to do this outside. I think the actual staining was my favorite step in the process.

Here are the shelves drying.

When the shelves had dried, Dave was a great sport and hung the shelves in Katie's apartment. He was so cute (I mean tough, and manly, and skilled) with his level, and tools.

Here is the final product

So now that the shelves are done, I don't really know what to do this upcoming Saturday. I didn't realize how worthwhile and fulfilling making shelves would be. I love to read, but can only read for so long when it is a beautiful day outside. I love to sew, but don't have a sewing machine, and I don't mind cleaning, but I don't really think of cleaning as a "project". So if any of you have any suggestion on fun/cheap projects I can fill my Saturdays with, I would love to hear them.

Preggy Pics

I hadn't heard the term "Preggy" until just recently. I have heard lots of variations of pregnant and prego, but never preggy. My brother in law Jeff (you have to watch this video! the move they show in slow motion has never been performed by any other gymnast. He created it!! The release move is called "The Crockett" and is incredibly difficult. I hope to see it in the olympics some day!) came up with it and I thought it was funny, so I thought I should use it again. The following pictures are in Chronological Order.


Two and a half months pregnant in this picture... and feeling icky. Look at my flat tummy... As I look at this picture it makes me realize I have grown.

These next few pictures crack me up. Believe it or not, I am in this big bundle somewhere. This is how I spent a few mornings when Dave was getting ready for work. I felt so yucky....


Look at my hands poking out of the blankets... its proof that I really was in there somewhere.

I also had to leave an air-hole to breathe out of.

I didn't know he had taken those pictures until quite a bit after the fact; that is probably why they make me laugh. Thanks honey!

Here you have it now... I am wearing the same shirt and skirt as last pictures. I took these pictures last night. Five and a half months on the nose!!!




This little bump didn't really appear until about three days ago. I have been so tiny the whole way through!

I know this won't mean anything to anyone but my immediately family, but MOM, take a look at my hand... it's startling how much it looks like yours! I always wanted to have hands like yours....

Tagged Again!

So, I have been blog tagged again, but this one is a little different so hopefully I don't tell you the same things that I told you in the last one. And just for the record, I like being thought of, I don't mind being blog tagged one bit!

5 things I was doing 10 years ago......

1) playing punching bag to the love of my life :) (I know I have mentioned this before, but I love that Dave and I met playing dodgeball)
2) trying to perfect the art of make-up wearing- us girls were allowed to start wearing make-up when we were 13. I think I am further from perfecting that art now than I was then.
3) preparing to get my braces off after almost three years!!
4) learning to play volleyball, and realizing I was pretty good at it. I was the only 13 year old on a 16 year old club team.
5) waiting for others to GROW! I was my full grown 6 foot self at 13...

5 things on my to do list today......

1) straigten up my apartment
2) make some cookies (we will see about this one...)
3) take some pregnancy pictures and put them on a new blog (this is my biggest goal for the day)
4) update the ward directory
5) Learn the Farnsworths some there Bocce Ball (this is a shout out for MidCityGal)

5 songs I know the lyrics to.....

Before I even start this one, I have to tell you that I am REALLY bad at stuff like this. I think I know EVERY word to EVERY primary song, but other than that, I only know the chorus to a few songs. So, I am going to try really hard to do this one.

1) ALL of the Les Miserables music
2) ANY song in Beauty and the Beast and all the words for that matter. My now 18 year old brother would watch this movie and ONLY this movie time and time and time again when he was little. I didn't even WATCH it that much, but believe you me, I STILL know every word 15 years later.
3) This is sad, but that TubThumper Song, or whatever the name of it is (the one that goes, "I get knocked down, but I get up again, you're never gonna keep me down" a million times over) Sad, I know!
4) Barbie Girl by Aqua - another stellar one
5) Come What May from Moulin Rouge - this is my FAVORITE on my list. My husband and I sang it at our rehearsal dinner before we got married.

5 things I would do if I were a millionaire.....

1) Take a trip to Australia
2) SAVE IT and INVEST WISELY! Okay, okay, fun things....
3) Go to the best renowned orthopedic knee specialist and have the best possible surgery with the latest and greatest techniques.
4) Buy all brand new things for baby Carson (including a car to fit our growing family a little better)
5) Give it to my parents

5 things I'll never wear again......

1) Leggings with a short shirt (good one Jenn)
2) Nylons if I can help it (I don't mind knee highs, or even thigh highs - which on me are knee highs anyway.)
3) Anything even CLOSE to the glasses I wore through grade school.
4) Big thick bangs - the kind that start half way back your head
5) Fingernail polish (although I do love it on my toes)
6) Braces
7) A corsette
8) Big Bows
9) My volleyball and basketball uniforms - sad
10) High Tops
oh just 5 things... whoops!

5 favorite toys.......

1) My handsome husband
2) My cell phone
3) The baby stuff I just got
4) Kitchen utensils
5) My volleyball

5 lucky people who get to do this next...... ( If you want)

1) Joanna
2) Ambo
3) Melarie
4) MidCityGal
5) NATE & JULIE!!!

Genetics

Now that Dave and I know that we are having a little man... I have been driving myself crazy wondering what said little man is going to look like. This kid could have any combination of features, let me explain...
Dave comes from a family where no two people really look alike. His parents have blue eyes and brown eyes, and are both short. His siblings all look TOTALLY different to me... some have BLACK hair and brown eyes, and some have blonde hair and blue eyes. Facial shapes and features are all different, except I think some of them have the same mouth. You know that if you were to mix a few families up really good and have a stranger place them all in the right household, they could get it mostly right. NOT DAVE'S FAMILY. Because there are 7 kids in his family, I can see how a couple of them kind of fit together, but any stranger would have a really hard time playing the matching game.
My family all looks alike except me! I have posted a few pictures for you so you can see what I am talking about. They ALL have DARK skin, and REALLY DARK hair. Most of my family has blue eyes, and a few have a mish-mash. Somehow, I popped out with BLONDE hair, and GREEN eyes. Here let me show you...







Yes, my hair is highlighted in this picture, but NOT MUCH.

The other thing I think that keeps me wondering the most, is how tall our children will be. Dave is 6'3'' but his parents are 5'6'' and 5'8''. He is BY FAR the tallest in his family. My family either has TALL people or SHORT people. My dad's line is really short, and although this picture doesn't show it, I am actually just barely taller than he is. My mom at her tallest was about 5'10'' which is definitely tall. She comes from a tall line, but I am still much taller than most of my cousins (boys and girls included). So, with three of the four lines feeding into Dave and I being short, what do you think is going to happen?

I am curious as to what you think baby Crockett will look like... this will definitely be a post that I will want to refer back to in a couple of years to see who was closest :)

WOO HOO!!!!!!!!

It's a BOY!!! Dave and I couldn't be any more excited. When we went to the Doctor yesterday, little mister couldn't have been exposing himself anymore than he already was! That was the FIRST thing that we saw. The Doctor kind of chuckled and said, "sometimes it's hard to tell because their little "appendage" is small and doesn't poke out much, but your baby is WELL ENDOWED!" I layed there on the table embarrassed, but Dave was absolutely BEAMING! We wanted a boy first, and because of this fact, we had both prepared ourselves to hear "it's a girl", but we were wrong, and I was actually suprised. We are ecsatic! I will definitely keep you updated, and try to get some pictures up soon. The ultrasound pictures are really fuzzy, so I am not even going to try...

p.s. Blue is to celebrate our little man!
p.p.s. Most of you were correct in guessing boy... the voting results showed that 12 thought boy and 4 thought girl.

Oh Boy!! Or girl?!

Folks, Dave and I find out tomorrow what we are having!! I don't think I have been this excited in quite some time! Our Dr. appointment is at 4:30 and we were told to bring a tape so the doctor could record the ultrasound for us. I told Dave he was in charge of remembering to do that. He is SO cute about it; he had a nightmare a couple of weeks ago wherein he forgot to bring a tape... I thought it was adorable that it is so important to him. Hopefully this baby cooperates! If it's anything like Dave; it will be most helpful and obedient by giving us a good clear view of what it is. If it's anything like me, it will wave at the camera and then laugh itself silly after it pulls the cord to cover everything, and crosses it's legs just to be a stinker. We will keep you updated! I am sure most of my faithful blog readers (me, me, my sisters, my mom... sometimes.... me, me and me) will find out before I post about it, but for certain I will let EVERYONE know!

I have lived....

.... in A LOT of different places. I wasn't planning on posting a blog today, but I was looking at my sisters and she had all the places she had lived, and all in order. The way she posted made it seem like she has lived in a gazillion places, and while I have lived in seven different states, I have moved WAY more than 7 times and feel the desire to re-live every time I can remember packing up and moving out... here it goes:

1) Roanoke, Virginia (depending on that whole... when does a fetus really "have life" debate, I might or might not have lived here so this one doesn't really count)

2) Victoria, Texas - I was born here and we moved when I was 2.

3) Sebastapol, California - Here from 2-4 and this is where my precious little Katie sister was born.

4) Dillon, Montana RENTAL HOUSE - Here for less than a year... but I didn't turn 5 in this house :) Also, my chubby little brudda was born here.

5) Dillon, Montana OUR HOUSE - Here from 5-8. Handsome Ben was born here.

6) Vancouver, Washington - Here from 8-12. I remember our first night in the house was Halloween... I went as a hobo and I think it was rather fitting at that moment in time.

7) Boise, Idaho RENTAL HOUSE - Here from 12 - 13. NOT my favoriet house... but I made some great friends at the school in the district we were in.

8) Boise, Idaho OUR HOUSE - Here from 14- 18. This was BY FAR my favorite house to live in... I don't think I could say enough about this place. It was a HOME.

9) Provo, Utah - 18 years old. This was my freshman year of college in the Heritage Halls dorms.

10) Boise, Idaho - Back to my favorite home for the summer.

11) Provo, Utah - 19 years old and my sophomore year of college. I lived in the ghetto called Alpine Court.

12) Boise, Idaho - DIFFERENT RENTAL HOUSE for the summer. My family had to move out of our "home". This was a particularly rough summer for me, so I spent a lot of my time with my grandparents as well.

13) Provo, Utah - 20 years old living in Hampstead Condos... I loved living in Hampstead.

14) San Rafael, California - I lived with my sister for the summer. I really enjoyed being there, and now I know a lot of great places to go in San Fransisco, but I would NOT want to live there.

15) Provo, Utah - 21 years old and living in Casa Dea. I dated my hubby for the whole year while living here.

16) Boise, Idaho - Dave and I got married in Boise on May 5th, 2006 and we stayed in my bosses little missionary apartment above their garage (it was actually REALLY nice) for that summer.

17) Provo, Utah - 22-current. We now live in Wymount Apartments and have for about a year now. I know it probably sounds strange to hear this, but it is nice to actually settle down for a while (considering we have been her for one year). I got tired of moving every 8 and 4 months. We will be here for another two years.... and will move then. It will have been three years in Wymount, and then off again; I wonder if we will end up moving as much as my parents......

So there you have it, 17 moves, and 6.5 states (that Virginia thing is still debatable.)

Tagged

I was "tagged" a long time ago by my friend Jessica Davis, and have been terrible about posting 7 things about myself. The reason for the delay was because I wanted to use some of the pictures that Dave and I have on our digital camera that we have not uploaded to our computer yet. I decided to quit slacking and do it anyway.

1) Every time we have to dress up for anything, my husband tries to match what I am wearing. He usually does this with his ties, but when it isn't a church event, he will match me with a colored shirt as well. I think it is adorable that he does this.

2) When I was in second grade, I once climbed to the very top of the bathroom stall and peered over into the stall next to me. There sat one of my classmates and it rather startled me. Now, I don't know why I was suprised to find someone in the stall next to me even though I knew it was the bathroom... I guess that is the logic of a 7 year old. I quickly hopped back down from the ceiling of the bathroom (I don't know how I got up there), and left as soon as possible. I was mortified that this girl was going to tell on me and that I would be in big trouble with the principle. I spent the next YEAR worrying about this. My fears of getting in trouble didn't go away until we MOVED STATES. She probably couldn't even remember the situation, and I thought for sure my elementary academic life was over. This is the deepest and longest I think I have truly worried about anything.

3) I have really terrible eyes. People try to tell me ALL THE TIME that they have worse eyes than I do, but I just sit back and smile knowing that their chances of having worse eyes than I do are one in a billion. For those of you that understand prescriptions.... mine is 20/1250. For those of you that don't, I will explain. 20/20 vision means that what your eyes see at 20 feet away, perfect eyes see the same. What my prescription means is that what perfect eyes see at 1,250 feet away, I see it the same at 20 feet away. I don't mind having bad eyes I guess, its not fun or anything, but it is bearable. I just have to wear contacts or glasses at ALL times except when I close my eyes to go to sleep. And just for the record... I do know of a few people (under the age of 60) with worse eyes :)

4) I used to play volleyball in high school, and on competitive club teams during the high school off season. I have been thinking about this lately because volleyball has come up in a few conversations, and I used it in my Relief Society lesson this last Sunday. I am ok telling you what I am going to tell you because I CAN'T PLAY AT ALL ANYMORE, so you don't have to believe me either. BUT.... I was the All-State MVP for largest high schools in Idaho in 2001. We also won the state tournament that year. I remember telling my mom after the final game had been played that I felt that I would never play competitive volleyball again. As it turned out, I had a sports ending surgery the following year while at BYU. It has been hard giving up something that I love, but I feel like I have learned something greater instead.

5) I am afraid of the "mother bear" inside of me. While growing up when my siblings and I would bicker and fight amongst ourselves, I would be right in the middle of it, and could be a naughty girl. However, if ANYONE else picked on ANYONE in our family, I would get ferociously protective. I fear that when I have precious little children of my own and anyone else even thinks a bad thought, I might come unglued. Now don't get me wrong, I DO want to be protective, I DON'T want to be "psycho crazy bully mom."

6) I have always wanted a black eye. I suppose I don't REALLY feel this way anymore, but for the longest time I thought it would be so cool to have a black eye. I didn't necessarily want to EARN a black eye, I just wanted it to appear one day :). I once had a volleyball accidently drop kicked in my face... the ball was drop kicked on purpose, but I wasn't hit on purpose. I came out of that without a scratch or even a bloody nose.

I think the is such a cute kid, and I feel really bad for him, but all the other pictures were kind of greusome. Something else about me too is, I would love a red-headed child. Chances of that are almost non-existent, but I still want one :)

7) My dad once asked me if I HAD to marry one person from high school, who it would be? I didn't have to think long about this, so I answered, "David Crockett.... but that will never happen, if I HAD to, I would marry him, but I don't think I would WANT to marry ANYONE from high school." That was before I really knew who my husband was. I knew he was a good guy then, but I didn't know just had deep in ran. I have never felt and still feel more lucky about anything in my life than my wonderful husband. It's a good thing Heavenly Father knows better than I do...

Ok... so now that I have done this, I will tag all the friends on my friend list... that number is supposed to be 7, but I don't have that many friends. So friends, Jenn, Joanna, Jillian, and Gina, "tag, you're it!"

Worshipping the Porcelain Goddess

Help me please! This pregnancy thing has been hard and I can't seem to figure a few things out. I was deathly ill for the first 14 weeks of my pregnancy, and thought I was out of the woods at that point. Starting 14 weeks, I was feeling like I was on top of the world, I didn't throw up and I could do whatever I wanted (it's sad when your home gets to the point that all you WANT to do is clean it). So, thinking everything was downhill from there, you can imagine what an unpleasant suprise when I started throwing up again. I didn't really have any problems until this last week wherein I have thrown up three different days?! Do any of you know why, or what I can do to stop this?