i was hoping to de-clutter the house enough today to put up some before and after shots, but its looking more like tomorrow. so, without photos, i would still like to share some of my favorite things about my new life as trailer trash (for those of you that thought I made fun of North Carolina too much, you will see I can find the negatives anywhere I live). :)
-free massages. when i run the washer or dryer and sit back on the other end of the house i still end up getting a nice vibrating massage. very relaxing.
-the color orange. we are on a well. apparently, it has issues. its a good thing we are BSU fans because otherwise we might have been very upset when the water turned all our underwears orange.
-speaking of the well, who doesn't love the smell of sulfer in the morning? nothing like a rotten-eggs shower to get you feeling clean. (its actually not too bad, and we are supposed to be turning over to city water in october).
-its a 3 bedroom trailer. but does it really count if one bedroom is 14 square feet? good thing babies are small.
-someone told us that it looks a little silly when the chandelier in the kitchen is worth more than the rest of the trailer.
- i thought it was very convenient when painting that i could easily reach up and touch the ceiling. no ladder needed for me. although, each time i hit my head on the light fixture hanging from the ceiling the enchanment of low ceilings fades.
-bugs. first, we thought our problem was wasps. still is. then it was mosquito eaters. they come inside, drop their legs off around the house, but don't die. i find them struggling for life, legless, each morning. also, I didn't know it was possible to bring my laundry in from off the line and find over 7 lady bugs in the beforementioned orange underwears. earwigs. i will never get used to them. i hate them. and recently they have been enjoying the place. tyler and i have really honed in our hunting skills. i killed 2 flies with one smack yesterday. this morning, when i went outside to water my strawberries, the entire front yard began to buzz louder with each step i took. i realized the ground was alive with flies. disgusting. and i don't think that slugs qualify as bugs, but we have HUGE banana slugs living under the trailer. out of sight, out of mind.
-privacy. living in a trailer often feels like living in a fishbowl. we are still working on window-coverings, but until then i can tell you whether our neighbors ordered pizza or chinese last night. they order delivery for one of the 2 nearly everyday.
-the fishbowl has led to some other amazing neighborhood experiences-
1-watching a domestic dispute. when you are married and live with your parents and look like you are 16 and scream F-bombs at one another up and down the street someone is bound to be entertained. we were.
2-the discovery that my child will never get ot play in the front yard. the neighbors that order delivery each night have a friend who comes over often and he drives a truck. with a beer in his hand. every time we see him.
3-tyler looking like a pervert. the first week we were here we painted the living room. tyler was edging around the windows and the grandaughters of the neighbor behind us were playing outside (which they do every afternoon). they are 2 and 4 and they decided they like playing in the kiddie pool naked. as tyler was kneeling at the window to paint he suddenly discovered how creepy he must look as a new neighbor, kneeling at the window, staring at naked little girls. he found a new project to work on.
-we actually really like most our neighbors. but i do have to mention the trailer on the corner. if you walk within 30 feet of it you know the people that live there are heavy smokers. if you walk within 200 feet of it and the head of house is outside you know that he looks like santa and has a large plumber's crack issue.
-it wouldn't be a trailer park without the token purple house, the lit-up american flag, the neighbors whose porch is overfowing with keystone light boxes, yappy shitzus, and camping trailers scattered about with no apparent owner.
without the sarcasm
-i really do love having my own place that i can do whatever i want to. i didn't even have to call and ask a landlord when i painted or made tyler tear down walls.
-rent. lot rent is about a third of regular rent.
-having a yard. i have strawberry and raspberry plants!
-sheds. i love when we have somethign we don't know what to do with and we can now say, "eh, put it in the shed."
i'm sure there is more, but this will suffice for now. pictures of this amazing place are coming soon.
Next thought is about my friend Jill. She spent the entire afternoon on Friday teaching me how to make bagels. Its something that I always thought would be good to make, but sounded like too much work to try. She also cooks in metric so it was really interesting to see that. I'm now no longer scared of making bagels (although I learned it def takes less time to just run to the bagel shop!)
PS ... our due date is 2 weeks from today. (I keep telling people I think he will come later than that, but I still can't wait!)
2- I am so sick of making curtains! But ... these will hopefully be the last ones for a long time. Plus, they were the most fun. Yes, they look a little like Charlie Brown Christmas trees, but they are not.
3- I made spanakopita for the first time. Tyler was a good sport and humored me by eating a couple pieces. I thought it turned out pretty well.
4- I made it on a 3.5 mile hike. This looks pretty dead, but we actually think Moscow is very pretty.
6- With the help of the above mentioned trifle and spanakopita I have been making this belly. I know its kind of small, but when I saw this picture it surprised me to see how big my belly actually is getting. I'm at 34 weeks and the baby is plenty active. So, theres the pregnancy update too. 
this is my mom's modeling shot
this is my brother, Brayden, showing off
this is me with my skinny little brother
and this is tyler and i doing what i do best because the MDs said no wakeboarding or water skiing this summer. and then tyler enforced it (i may have cried about this a couple times).
this is my fancy-pants uncle Mark showing the wakeboarding generation how things used to be done
this is my grandma and her husband, tim
when we first got back i found it really cute that my brother just wanted to be around me all the time (it must of worn off because the last trip to boise he was more interested in his video games). here he is trying to feel a little kick from his future nephew (cute, right?)
i do have a sister ... but no pictures of her. i think she even got cuter while we were gone. but ... this is brayden once again
so, thats pictures of my side of the family that i took from my parents. i wish i had pictures of tyler's side from family reunions and Idaho City. one of my fav stories is that my cute nephew, Seth, was interested in the fact that there was a baby in me. he kept asking if I had picked out a name yet. one morning he grabs my hand and says, 'lets play a game ... i know, lets go downstairs and you can have your baby now.'
