Bunko Night!

I'm actually somewhat embarassed to write about this, but it's true: I am officially part of a girls bunko night that will be happening monthly. I went to my first one tonight. Few observations...1) Stay at home Moms like to make a lot of noise when they have the night off. 2) I miss real food. 3) Who really cares about Bunko? I need a solid game of Phase 10 or Ultimate Spoons to get my Irish up. 4) If you win the prize for lowest point scorer, do you even want it? That's basically saying here is your prize for being a loser. And 5) If you receive wall words as your gift and you don't want words on your wall are you allowed to switch?

Overall good times. I admit I got caught looking at my watch with an hour to go. I know, I had to back pedal. It's just weird to hang out with a bunch of girls again. It's been quite a while. It makes me miss my friends, roommates, sisters, cousins, etc. Just know I was thinking of all of you guys tonight. I wanted nothing more than to go back to the simpler times when I would get body checked into a door frame by Brie as she made a diving leap for a pile of spoons. Gosh I miss everybody. Fun girls rock!

Heart Smart

I apoligize. I know it's been awhile. I will be done with my regular swim season tomorrow and will only have to worry about post season swimmers until the end of Feburary. I also started my spring semester class. It's Saturday mornings from 8:30 -12. Kind of sucks, but it's way better than Friday night class.

I admit I have been avoiding updating the blog because something significant happened and I have been coming to terms with it. As some of you may know Travis and I have been unsucessful in trying to get pregnant. I finally worked up the courage to go to the Doctor to find out what's going on and was greeted with some unpleasant news. The Doctors are very concerned about my heart. Apparently I have a flutter and extremely high blood pressure/other heart irregularities that have technical terms I don't understand. They took a lot of blood (and were not gentle about it) put me on a very strict diet, and are asking me to document basically every step I take. I have to visit the nurse's office at school every week to check my BP and some other stuff. At the end of March I will go to the hospital to have further tests done to determine if the blood flows correctly to my heart, blah blah blah.

It's hard because I feel just fine, no different than before. I don't think I ate that bad and I'm stressed, but no more so than at any other time. I do have "heart cramps" which I thought other people got. Guess not. They are concerned because I have similar symptoms to my Dad's A FIB condition. (For those of you who don't know my Dad has undergone 2 heart surguries in the past few years and almost died after they botched his last surgery.) So I'm alittle concerned/anxious/paranoid. And the worst part... they feel very strongly that I should not try to get pregnant now or soon because they don't feel my heart could stand the pregnancy right now. Don't get me wrong, I want to live, it's just somwehat startling and depressing.

The upside: I will lose alot of weight which is always good and I am signing up for every 5k or biatholon in the spring. If I have something to train for I think I will be more motivated during my workouts. I am also signing up for a walking marathon in Maine in the fall. Yeah I'm not that cool, i'm walking and jogging if the occasion arises. My diet is going well although I dreamed about eating potato chips the other night and woke up alarmed. I don't even like potato chips. Bland food is growing on me. And for whatever reason this is a blessing in disguise. I am learning a lot about self mastery and that's something I lack. So there it is. I am fine and I have faith that I will be better if I follow the Doctors orders. In the mean time, low sodium no taste.

Winter Break

A's. That's how we started off our Christmas morning. We received our fall semester grades and Travis and I both got all A's in our grad classes. That, in and of itself, was the best Christmas present I received. Other than that winter break was spent mostly sleeping, eating, and coaching. We received a few snow storms which Brocky did not think was cool. This was like the moment in A Christmas Story when Ralphie had too many layers on. Not stoked to sled. But he did have on his cute Pats beanie. GO PATS!

Travis was good enough to get me a lot of gift certificates so that I could go pick out fun clothes instead of angry lesbian clothes which I have apparently been wearing according to my students. He in return received fishing and golfing gear. His big present was a ticket to go see Jerry Seinfeld perform. Who knew he would come to Springfield?! But he is Travis' favorite so I think I won for best gift this year.

Other than that we had a swim team fund raiser at the bowling alley. It was awesome! The Reed's tore it up (suck on that Stott's!) Most of the kid's were very well behaved and we had a great time making fun of the kid's from the suburbs that were there. I had a higher score than the other swim coach that is super competitive and it felt so good.

We went to and caught a varsity basketball game in the New Haven Holiday Tournament.Yeah. Besides the refs we were the only white people there. The stats on Hill House High School: 1200 kids, 1100 black, 75 hispanic, and 25 white. Seriously. But it was fun. We didn't play well, but it was good practice for our guys. We're the team in the black.

So that was pretty much our break if you add in gaining a lot of weight and watching a lot of movies. Teaching is the best! It was nice to be us again for a week instead of being Mr. and Mrs. Reed all of the time. We hope everyone had a great holiday and has a wonderful New Year's.

I've been tagged

6 things you may not know about me:

1. I met my husband on my mission. Elder Reed and I were in the same MTC district, but never served together in Uruguay. My Mission President told me in my exit interview that one of the reason's I was there was to meet Elder Reed.

2. I am not an innate extrovert. I am a great wingman, but I hate meeting new people. Someday I want to be like Buddy the Elf and be friends with everyone.

3. If it wasn't so weird I would go to nude beaches. I like swimming in the buff. I have done hiking in the buff, cliff jumping in the buff, and some other stuff. Yep. One day when the world's a more open place.

4. I just signed up to take diving lessons. I am in charge of the girl's diving team also and really know nothing about diving from a diving board so I figure I should learn. I'll let you know when I get hurt.

5. I love to dance. Anytime, any place, almost any music. I LOVE a good dance party!

6. I know he's a freak, but I love Michael Jackson. He is the King of Pop. I have his music videos and CD's. Just in case I ever have the chance to meet him I have memorized some of his dances.

*If you now hate me more after learning more about me, just remember you choose me as a friend. Hugs not drugs!

S-H-I-T-H-E-A-D

WARNING: VULGARITY AND HILARITY ENSURE!!!
This is a true story to illustrate just how ghetto Springfield can be. My co worker's best friend is an intake counselor for the Department of Youth Services (DYS). The other day she received an intake packet and needed to speak with the child and the Mother to verify that all the information was correct and that the child would be provided the services he needed. She noticed that the child's first name is spelled: S-H-I-T-H-E-A-D. She is thinking either this is a really bad joke or whoever did this kid's initial paperwork did not like him. So she speaks with the Mother hoping that she will mention the kid's name. Nothing. She tries to ask questions that would have the Mother mention his name. Nothing. Finally she has to speak with the boy. So she says, "is Shithead there? May I speak with him?" The Mother becomes immediately offended and says, "it's (pronunciation) SH-THEED, but it's still spelled SHITHEAD. Ok I thought maybe their not from this country. No, they're Black. So morale of the story, be grateful for your name. You could have been Shithead.

Brocky's 1st Birthday

I can't believe that Brocky is already one, but that's what the cake said. The Forsberg Fam got together to party (like we need a reason) and celebrate the Brock's first birthday. Admittedly, he was really tired and wasn't that interested in opening gifts. But we had a good time. He got a lot of fun toys and books, some warm pajamas for this winter, and a really fun tent with different tunnels to crawl through. He was having a ball playing hide and go seek in that thing. You could leave him in a padded room all day by himself with his tent and that would not get old. It was Curious George theme and Grandma made "mice cream" for everyone. I did learn however that we will not be having too many party favors when we have kids seeing as Travis likes to blow them in people's faces. Apparently that does not get old either. But that's why I love him. Wish you were here. Happy Birthday Brocky!

The Von Trapp Family Singers

Let's start at the very beginning, a very good place to start. Ok I have no shame in my game. Anyone that knows me well already knows this so I don't feel bad admitting that my favorite movie of all time is The Sound of Music. Probably like the best movie ever made. The Von Trapp Family children were performing at Yankee Candle and my Mom and I went.
It was really fun for a fan like me. Yes, it was over the top cheesy. Yes, they did a Christmas song with animals sounds. But they also did a lot of the music from the movie. The "children" were actually great grandchildren of Kirt. The girls were all wearing Maria's actual performance costumes which is kind of cool. I thoroughly enjoyed it and would recommend it to a friend. Mom and I had a great time. And to all of you closet fans, so long, farewell auf wiedersehen goodbye.