Can't think of a title.

So after a year I finally added myself (Lizzie) as an author to this blog. Before, I would have to sign out of my account, sign in with Doug's (since it's under his email) and then post. Before I could check my email, I would have to sign back in to my account. Doesn't sound too bad until you have to do it all the time. I'll use that as my excuse for not posting very often.

After that preamble I'm sorry to say I don't really have anything in mind to blog about. I'm just that bored. Doug is at the football game. I'm home alone with my cats. I really am the cat lady. How far have I gone? Milo was sick, I took him to the vet, and didn't even hesitate to fork out $120 for it (exam, de-worming pill, anti-biotic shot, and anti-biotic medicine). The recent fire in Herriman caused me to ponder on what I would take if I only had 5 minutes to evacuate my home. My cats, my marriage certificate, and my memory box. I love my cats.

Milo is even helping me write my blog. I won't go as far as having a Facebook page for my cats, or even their own blog (though some might argue I'm turning this one into an ode to them).

On a different note. I'm thoroughly enjoying my plants class. Each week we learn about caring for indoor plants and in the "lab" we plant one and get to take it home. So far I have a Lemon-Lime Dracaena, a European Garden (basically a bunch of plants in just one 8-inch pot), and I'm propagating a Spider Plant from some clippings. For Halloween we have to take a hollowed out pumpkin (I'm guessing we'll plant a plant in a pot and then stick it in the pumpkin). How festive. I like Halloween. I would like to decorate more, not the creepy-fake-spider-webs everywhere, but classy Halloween decor.

Doug and I finally got a ladder (to put a new battery in a smoke detector). But I was able to put up my vases, that I've been collecting, on the ledge. They look nice, but I need more. It's a long ledge.

Just an F.Y.I. I bought Tootsie Pops the other day, they have Raspberry and Banana flavors! I didn't get to try the Raspberry, someone ate them all before I could. But the Banana tasted just like the banana twin popsicles. I would highly recommend them.

One year older, and wiser too

Wow. Doug and I have almost been married a year! Crazy how time goes by so fast (unless you're working at the laundry and it's 20 minutes until lunch). When we went up Millcreek Canyon with Mom, Grandma, Sarah, and her kids (baby James is super cute btw) Sarah asked me what I've learned this past year. At the time I couldn't really answer, I'm much better at multiple choice questions, I stink at free response. So now that I have had time to ponder on the question, I have come up with some responses.

• Don't sweat the small stuff. Just because your significant other can't seem to get his dirty clothes in the laundry basket is no reason to get bitter and resentful.
• Be patient. Boys are weird, and they think weird ways. It takes time to explain why you (a girl) is right. Lots of time.
• I'm not always right. This may contradict the previous response. Proving, I am not always right.
• People have very different views about money, how to save it, how to use it, and what to spend it on. Me=Consumer. Doug=Saver.
• People's views about money don't always coincide with their views of food (special, non-staple food), how to save it, use it, etc. Me=Saver. Doug=Consumer.
• I'm not heartless, I actually have emotions, and they show more now.
• He can't read my mind and know what he did to make me upset. I have to use words.
  
• Being married is a lot more work than dating, but there are more rewards

To update on the previous post. Pepper and Milo have become good friends now. They cry if we put them in separate rooms at night, and they enjoy chasing each other and acting like lions and tigers (not bears). I'm glad we got Pepper a friend, plus Milo is a lot sweeter and more of a teddy bear than Pepper. He likes to cuddle, and she.... doesn't.

Aren't they cute together? My babies.

New Addition

We have a new addition to our little (but growing) family. His name is Milo. He is an almost 3 month old, orange, baby tabby cat. I don't know what really prompted us to get another cat, but we did, and we're loving it. Pepper, on the other hand, is not so enthusiastic. She has done well, considering she goes from being a pampered, queen of the house, to a moving play toy for a very rambunctious kitten. They are slowly learning to get along together without too much hissing.


Some of my coworkers seem to think I am turning in to a crazy cat lady. All I have to say to that is, if I am, at least my husband is sweet enough to support me. Some people are passionate about crazy things, my thing is animals.

The past few weeks

Oh school. What a bother. Doug and I are almost done with spring term, and we don't plan on going summer term... thank goodness. Working full time will be a nice break I think. Things at The Laundry are interesting. One day we worked on our animal impersonations. I got everyone rolling on the floor (not literally, that would be really gross) with my seagull, it went something like this "I-eeee". Other favorites were zebra, whooping crane, donkey, and BobWhite. Apparently there is a bird called a Bob White, whose sound is "bob white bob white" I'll believe it when I hear it. We also find random things in the laundry, which we play with. Today there were kitchen tongs in the table cloths, we've also found a head-lamp thing, and it worked, we even found beef jerky in a bag (no we didn't eat it- bedbugs).

About Pepper:
She learned how to drink out of the toilet, I resisted the temptation to push her in this morning... She isn't opposed to getting wet, which stinks because when she's doing something wrong I can't spray her with water and have her stop. The other day was really hot in the apartment, I could tell she was really hot, so I petted her with wet hands. I kept dipping my hand in water, and eventually I got her soaked, and she just sat there and took it. Weirdo. She is as defiant as a two-year-old. She'll put her paws on my couch, look at me, and then start scratching it. All I have to do is point my finger and give her a death stare and she gives a protest cry, but then stops. Jenny can attest to this. She likes to sit out on our balcony and watch people or catch bugs.

As a side note, I was looking through pictures and found this old one. Doug apparently didn't want baby Pepper to eat his popcorn. Precious.

I started a little herb garden, so far only parsley and sage have sprouted... It's been two weeks since I planted the seeds, should I be worried? I also planted a pot of cat grass and catnip. The grass grew really fast.

What is up with Utah weather? We skipped spring. It went from blistery cold to unbearably, sweaty knee pits hot. Where is my nice pleasant warmth? Oh well, at least it's warm now and not freezing. On a happier note, Winco Foods opened in Orem :D Salt water taffy is only $2 a pound. And the bulk food is awesome. They even have cat food... I'd buy it if I thought Pepper would eat it. She's spoiled, we still give her canned food, supplemented with hard food. She's still so skinny, I just want her to get fat, or at least a little chubby.

P.s. I just noticed, as I was about to post this blog, that I had titled it "The pass few weeks" When I was writing it I knew it didn't sound quite right, but I just shrugged it off. Der. "The past few weeks." The sun is making me more blonde, in more ways than one.

Picture Proof

This is picture proof that Pepper watches basketball. She doesn't just get up there for a look. In this picture she watched for at least 5 minutes.


Usually she sits on the floor, but she has found out she can get up right next to it. She touched her nose to the screen, and got shocked... I laughed pretty hard.

That is all. Have a great day.

Of Laundry and Loofahs

Things we do at the laundry to keep ourselves entertained:

• Make up nicknames for each other, such as Raj (as in Raja from Aladdin because the girl's last name is DeLione which means "lion" but a tiger is close enough), mine is Mom (I checked on some people because I heard them shouting, they called me mom, and it stuck), Butch (don't know the story on that one), etc.
• Think of different foods we could send through the Mangle (the giant flat-iron machine) such as pizza in tin foil, crepes, and tortillas with cheese to name a few.
• Push people in the giant dryers while they're unloading them.
• Hide water bottles.
• Ride/push people in the bins.
• Hide in bins and scare people as they put there hand in to get stuff out.
• Sing really really loud

The kitty is doing really well. She likes to watch basketball on t.v. (something she and Doug have in common). Recently she has discovered our dresser drawers. She loves to crawl in the bottom drawer and then magically appear in the top one. We tried closing all the drawers so she couldn't do that anymore, but it just makes her so happy, and it keeps her busy so... we keep them open. She doesn't bite as much as she used to, so I think she's growing up, thank goodness. Her favorite toys are milk caps, Doug's socks, and recently she has been taking my shower loofah out of the shower and carrying it around like a prize. Just as a size comparison I've included pictures:
(That's the kiss that Jenny told me to give her.)
If it seems like I talk a lot about her it's because she's really the only thing that changes, school and work stay the same, besides, she's my baby and I'm allowed.

6 weeks later

4 weeks

9 weeks

It's hard to believe we've had Pepper for 6 weeks already. She still looks like a kitten at 9 weeks old, but comparing to when she was only 4 weeks, there's a big difference. Her face used to be so little! It's weird because she still has kitten fur. Not so much on her head, but everywhere else she's still fuzzy. I think right now she's in the everything-is-a-toy-including-fingers phase... I hope it's just a phase... She has her sweet moments where she'll purr and cuddle... those last for about 5 minutes before she's playing again. She can reach the top of the scratching post we got her, it's about 4 feet high. We put a collar with a bell on her so we can hear where she is. She's good about coming to me when I call her, I've never had a cat do that before.

As for Doug and I. We're still surviving school... and that's about it. My supervisor hired too many people this semester at the laundry, so there's nothing to do (I'm serious, sometimes we'll fold and unfold blankets for an hour just so that we look busy). I still get paid for it though, and shy-anti-social-Lizzie actually made some friends there. It's true, they added me on Facebook. We love our new apartment, the commute to school hasn't been a problem. The ward seems a lot more friendly too. We've already been to another couple's apartment to play games. And they invited us over again tomorrow night for FHE. Things are good.