Being Preggers.

Being Preggers is weird. REALLY weird. I used to go to the bathroom twice a day....if I was lucky. Now, it's 6 or 7 times a day. Seriously....how is my rear handling this? Next, everything makes me sick. EVERYTHING. I live off of cereal and bread and slushies. Also, don't be expecting preggers pictures. I don't want to be remembered as jack nasty. Especially now...I'm not showing, I'm just fat.
I am due August 9...The same day as my sister Megan. Who does that? (Actually, it's SUPER weird to think about so let's not.) To be fair, my ultrasound says the babeh is coming at 7 am....which is probably before her.
Sorry this post doesn't have pictures...like I said, no one will be taking in the plump that is now my body.

With our powers combined.....

Seriously...We Are So Boring.

No lie. We are seriously so boring. We don't do anything. So when you buddies get in our grill about not blogging...you really aren't missing out on anything.
However, recent holiday events transpired and we have pictures. There are even some nasty hairstyles you can enjoy.

First nasty hairstyle...the "butt-cut". This was John's thing in high school. Guess who got a haircut that night?
This is the "old man Beiber". We had Justin Beiber fever.

I got a Kindle for Christmas. John totally out-gifted me. The mutt. My screen saver is Agatha Christie...no I don't know how to choose what my screensaver is.

Don't mind our mess....or our nasty house. We got a TV for christmas.

The most exciting thing was Baby Benson being born. What a stud!

Christmas with the Fosters. John loves Christmas.

Everyone.

Also, we went to the Lott's for New Years in St. George. However, I forgot to take pictures. Just know that I was the Rock Band king....as I always am.