Jag and Jawz

Well Scottie and I are both feeling a little better. He went to the doctor and got a prescription for his throat, and I went to the grocery store and stocked up on orange juice and tums. And then we both took tylenol and slept for almost 12 hours. We woke up to the sounds of our neighbors walking around upstairs, and I had a cat sitting on my head giving himself a bath. So that has inspired me to write a little bit about our itty bitty kitties, Jag and Jawz.

Jag and Jawz are brothers (ya know, from the same litter...haha) and they were born on my mother's birthday, April 22. In May of last year we decided we wanted to adopt a cat. I'd been watching a lot of ASPCA commercials and videos and I just HAD to do something. I couldn't let one more animal fall victim to an abusive home or be put to sleep due to over population. I just COULDN'T. So we got in touch with a lady from No More Homeless Pets Utah and she told us she had some kittens that someone had left on her porch that desperately needed a home.

We went to her house and there they were - these two RIDICULOUSLY cute black kittens who were SO playful and happy.

(Don't mind Scott's black hair in that picture, he was going through a phase). So anyway, one of them came up to us and with big green eyes silently begged to come home with us. We couldn't resist. We instantly picked him up and agreed to adopt him. But then his brother came and as a woman (and it's well known that women are given the ability to read cats' facial expressions) I knew that he was upset about being left behind. So we decided to take him too. We couldn't seperate two brothers who obviously had a special little bond!

When they were teeny like in the pictures, they looked SO much alike, it was hard to tell them apart. We named the larger one of the two Jag, as in Jaguar, and the other one Jawz, because he's a biter. Not just a clever name, as you can see here:



















Now they're older, and tons of fun. Jawz loves to sleep on my pillow with me and often mistakes my head for the pillow, and Jag likes to sleep inbetween us on the bed. They have a lot of fun together and I am so glad we didn't seperate them. I know it would have been heartbreaking for them. I know this is way cheesy, but I love my cats like they're part of the family! They're my itty bitties!



That's Jawz yawning with his big mouth, and Jag with the remote and the soda. He takes after his owners. Fo sho.

SICK! Ugh!!

So last night I got to deal with a little bout of the flu. How exciting is THAT? What I had thought was a ltitle innocent cold turned out to be the FLU. GRRR. And the worst part was, Scottie was at work from 4-midnight, so I was home all alone with no one to whine to. He finally came home bringing me sprite and a handful of Tylenol PM and I was finally able to break the fever. Of course with all the meds in my system I had crazy dreams, like being a part of the Friends cast (I think I watch Friends just a little too much) and taking helicopter rides over Southern California with a fist full of Dum Dum Suckers that I was trying to pass off as a black light so the cool girls wouldn't get mad at me.

Can we say my subconscious is trying to tell me that I'm NUTS??

So anyway, this morning Scottie woke up with a fever and a sore throat. He's really good at catching strep throat, and then passing it on to me. He's going to the doctor in a half hour and he won't let me go with him. Even though I make him come to the doctor with me. Apparently he's a "big boy" who can go to the doctor by himself. I do admire that in him. I can't go to the doc by myself. I'm too much of a baby. But he's made me go by myself the past couple times and I think it might just be making me stronger. haha

I hope Scottie gets better though, because I feel so bad when he's sick. He's so tough, though, and he won't admit that he's really in a lot of pain. He's a great guy. I love him mucho.

And that's all I have to say....about that.

Nothingness

So this morning I woke up and thought I had experienced a miracle! I could SEE! I came out from the bedroom and could see the tv from the couch which I haven't been able to experience since I was 10. Well, as it turns out, I had simply fallen asleep with my contacts in, and now I have a terrible headache.

Yesterday I thought I would be charitable. We had new neighbors moving in upstairs and they had a u-haul full of boxes. It's an older couple (not like elderly but just older....haha) and the man was doing all the work. I offered to help, not really thinking about what I was getting myself into. Because halfway through the process it started to snow. And I was only wearing a Tshirt and jeans. When we finally finished and I came inside, my skin burned like the dickens and not even the hottest cup of hot chocolate warmed me up. I woke up this morning with a terrible cold. If I died today, would I get a one way ticket straight to Heaven? Ugh. I hope so. I guess it gave me a whole new meaning of selfless service.



If you haven't noticed already, this blog is titled Scott and Alison. But really I just get on here and ramble about random stuff that doesn't really even interest myself. I kind of just get in the stream of consciousness mode and whatever is in my mind comes out through my fingertips and there it is. In a way it's kind of theraputic. Kind of nice.



So here's a little adoption update: We will be starting our home study in May, so that come June, we will be ready to apply. That means we could have a baby as quicky as December! I can't imagine a better Christmas present! The only preference we have is right now we really want a boy. We don't really have a preference on ethnicity. I am just excited to actually have a child of our own. I had another doctor's appointment on Friday, and at my followup appointment we will have a better idea of what's preventing me from getting pregnant. Right now it could be anything, so it will be nice to narrow it down and also to find out if there is going to be a possibility of having our own children. But of course we are going to adopt, because we both REALLY want to. I have wanted to adopt since I was a teenager.



I found all my old journals from middle school up to my mission, and it's been really interesting to read all of them. From my plans for the future to boys I liked, to friends I had and things that happened, I realize just how much I have changed in the last 10 years or so. My life now is completely different from how I'd planned it, but I wouldn't change a thing. Well, except of course my body, but that'll never be how I want it until after I die! haha



I'm really grateful for the friends I've had throughout the years. Each one of them has played a vital role in my life, one that without which I wouldn't be who I am today. I don't think any of them know just how much they all mean to me, especially because I'm so terrible at keeping in touch. That's something I always vow to work on, but I know I probably won't. So I apologize for that.



Okay well there's a really ridiculous movie on right now that's distracting me from writing. It's the kind of movie that you can't help but watch, even though at the same time it makes you want to stab yourself with a dull rusted spoon. I'm sure you know what I mean.

More pictures! YAY!

Scottie and I drinking Apple Beer and Ginger Ale

Scottie and I leaving the temple as man and wifey

Our itty bitty kitties Jawz (on the top) and Jag (on the bottom)

Pictures!

Becca and Alik
Scottie and me at the wedding luncheon
The wedding cake!
Scottie and I at Murray Park
Scottie and I at Seaworld!

Wedding Days and The Temple!

So Scottie's sister Becca got married last weekend and it was SO nice! She married Alik Quigley and they were married in the Jordan River temple. It was really nice because Scottie and I got to go to the temple with them on the 21st to get their endowments, and it was a REALLY nice session. I really don't take advantage of the fact that we're SO close to SO many temples and just go. It's not that we don't have the time, it's just that we don't go. There's always an excuse not to. Well, I have a new resolution to go to the temple once a month. I love how when you go there, no matter what kind of mood you're in before you go, you are ALWAYS in a great mood after you leave. It's fantastic! And last weekend we got to go to the temple 2 days in a row. The 21st for the endowments, and the 22nd for the wedding ceremony. Which also was really beautiful. They're so in love and so happy to be together. It brought back so many memories of my own wedding day, even though it was just a little less than 2 years ago. That day was SO perfect! Absolutely perfect!

I'm excited because Scottie won a trip to Las Vegas! That's where we went on our honeymoon. So in a couple months we'll take a second honeymoon back to Vegas! We went there last summer too, so perhaps we'll make a yearly tradition out of it! I love going to Vegas. Not only because I'm amazing at the blackjack tables (woot woot!) but because I just love all activity. There's ALWAYS something going on! You can walk the strip for hours, go in the shops, check out the big hotels, go to the factories, the museums, the shows....you will NEVER run out of things to do there! Last time we went I won enough money on the tables to pay for our room and buy breakfast the next morning! So hopefully I'll have similar luck this time around! I know we technically shouldn't be gambling, but it's fun. And we always set aside just a certain amount for each of us to play with. It's usually $40 or $50 each and that's it. If we lose it, it's lost. But we budget it right into the trip fund!

Here's my strategy to win though. I always sit at a table with at least 3 or 4 drunk people. Then I pretend like I don't really know how to play. So when I get dealt in, they are all so friendly and willing to help me out. And then the dealer will help me out also. It's awesome. And makes it SO much more fun! YAY! And every time I win, I put the winnings in my pocket and there they stay. So I am only playing with my original $40 or whatever I started with. Good strategy, eh?

Anyway I am SO rambling. Mostly because I have nothing left to do. I've cleaned our entire apartment from front to back...all 1200 square feet of it. There's nothing left for me to clean! And the CSI that's on is a rerun, the cats are sleeping so I can't play with them, and Scottie is primping and making himself pretty for when we go out tonight. He's so funny. He takes longer to get ready than I do. I learned that on our wedding day at the temple. I waited for EVER for him! Alright well I'm going to stop the rambling.

Although Scott just wanted me to let anyone who reads this know that we will someday be moving. And we will be moving to a city that has either a Dave and Busters or a Cici's Pizza. That apparently will be the determining factor in where we settle down. haha

Oh yeah, and we've officially started the adoption process! And by starting the process I mean we have all the information we need to apply and get ready to have a baby soon! I am SO excited! It's frustrating that we probably won't be having any of our own, but I've always wanted to adopt, so I'm really excited about that. I will definitely be posting updates about the process as we go through it. We'll probably have our home study start sometime in May, so we can be ready to apply in June, because we can't technically apply until we've been married for 2 years. So that's that! Okay then! Thanks for reading!

I had forgotten about this blog...

Luckily I rememberd the password. haha

So, an update. I guess. Nothing is really new. I don't even know if anyone is reading this.

Valentine's Day was yesterday, which was alright. We went to dinner, Scottie surprised me with flowers and balloons, and that was about it. It's kinda hard being married to someone who is anti-Valentine's Day, because he gripes about it. He's a Valentine's Day Griper. Which I agree with most of his points, about it being 100% a commercial holiday, and that it's ridiculous how much money is spent on flowers and chocolates and other random things, but at the same time, it is kind of nice to have a day set aside simply for the purpose of celebrating your love.

Although if you're like me, and married to a guy like Scott, you don't really need that day. Because he is so good to me, he makes every day feel like Valentine's Day, with breakfast in bed at least once a week, random flowers just to say I Love You, back rubs, etc etc etc.

Also he works his tail off for us so we can save for our future home and family.

So that's about it. Life is still good.