Turkey Hangover?

Being that neither Trevor or I have ever been drunk, we really don't know what a hangover is like except for what we've been told, but is it possible to have a hangover from Turkey....or just Thanksgiving itself? Or could it be from the overload of relatives?

Trevor had to work both the day before Thanksgiving and the day after, while I had a relaxing 5 day weekend. That being said....Trevor got up at like 3 in the morning on Friday. I know-way to early for the normal human being. Anyway, he usually can function just fine. If he gets at all tired he just pops a piece of gum in his mouth, rolls down a window, or turns up the music. This day though, nothing could do the trick. He could not keep his eyes open. Eventually he made it through the day, but he said it was rough. That's when he said it must have been a turkey hangover.

Thanksgiving day had a totally different affect on me. I hear that one of the cures for a hangover is to have another drink the morning you wake up from being drunk. Maybe that is what I was thinking. Anyone that knows me, knows that Thanksgiving is not my favorite holiday. I don't really like turkey all that much. Stuffing is overrated, and pie is not that great. This year was another story. I didn't feel like I ate all that much at either of the Thanksgiving dinners we went to, but the next three days were a different story. I seriously ate all day Friday and Sunday and all night Saturday when we got home from the game. Monday I didn't know what to do with myself at work. I was going through food withdrawals!

Now I am stuck daydreaming about mashed potatoes and gravy, apple pie, cheeseball, hot rolls, and ham. When will the madness stop? Hopefully not 20 pounds later.....

2007 State Champions!

On Saturday, Trevor and I drove to Tucson to watch the St. Johns High school football team compete for the state title. Talk about one of the most exciting games I have ever seen in high school football. It was definitely between two very worthy teams. Either one could have taken it, but St. Johns prevailed!

The last time St. Johns won the football championship I was a senior. There were so many talented people both from my grade, but also kids from the junior class. I really don't think they could have won without the talent from both grades. That year though, the game before the championship we had to play Phoenix Christian and that game was so intense. Honestly that game ended up being way more exciting than the actual championship. I don't know whether I was more nervous at that game against Phoenix Christian or this one against Arizona Lutheran!

For those of you that weren't there, this game was played on U of A's football field. There were instant replays and the refs on the field had microphones to tell us what the calls were. It really made it feel like the big time. This game came down to the wire. It was tied up at the end of the 4th quarter so they had to do overtime. They put the kids on like the 15 yard line or something and they get 4 downs to try and score. We won the coin toss so we chose to go second. Arizona Lutheran scored a touchdown and then the extra point. Now it was our turn. We scored a touchdown as well, but here's where it got tricky. Do you kick for the extra point and tie it up, or go for the win with a two point conversion? We went for the win.....and it WORKED!!!! It was so exciting. My cousin Sterling played one heck of a game. We were so proud! Back home people were listening to the radio and I guess my cousin Julie said that one station was saying towards the end that they were going to have to get a shovel to dig this kids head out of the ground after a really hard hit by Sterling!

Those boys could not have been more excited, and I don't blame them. It was such an awesome game. No one thought we would win. We were ranked like 9th, but they did it. One of my favorite things was write after they came off the field I saw Shad Bride say, "where's my mom and dad?" They wouldn't let the fans out on the field so they were lined up along the fence. Shad's parents were just a little farther down and they rubbed his sweaty head and hugged and hugged. It was so cool.

This team is also a young team. There were only a few seniors. The one picture is of Sterling and Randall Raban, two seniors with their golden football trophy! The one near the beginning is of Sterling and his dad hugging after the game. Now both Sterling and his older brother, Preston, have won a state championship. I wish everyone could have been there. These boys have come a long way. They started the year 0 and 3. They came together and did service projects each week as a whole team (mormons, catholics, and everything) to work on unity. They committed Coach Morgan to not swear around them, and Coach Garcia to not chew around them. I think that because of all those things they were blessed.

Way to go State Champs!

No More Camping

The Christmas before we were married Trevor bought us a really pretty bed. We had gone and looked at furniture and it was one we both liked. The bed has always been pretty, but the actual manufacturing of it, wasn't very good. This bed has been a problem since almost day one. It really wasn't built solidly underneath. The side rails have cracked the headboard where they connect and Trevor has tried multiple times to fix it.

One day a little over a month ago Trevor sat on the bed or something and it broke. He was so mad and started to blame it on his fat ass (excuse the cussing). It was actually really funny. He was so mad! He put something to brace it and figured it was okay. Later on though we found out it wasn't. You see, we were both sitting on our side of the bed just talking when the whole end that we were on collapsed to the floor! It was not good. There was nothing we could do to fix it this time. Trevor took apart the headboard, side rails, and footboard and we moved our mattresses to the floor. This was not a great comfort to me, because I started to remember the snake that we had in our house in July and so I just imagined all sorts of stuff crawling on me in the night.

The next day Trevor called the store we got the bed from and luckily they said they would replace it for free! We were so happy. We seriously didn't know how we were going to afford a brand new bed, they are so expensive. We even were told that we could pick out something different if we wanted. I always like to change things up, so it was a temptation, but we ended up keeping what we had.

Unfortunately, we were stuck "camping" until we could make it over to Show Low. When at long last we were able to pick up our brand new bed, but as luck would have it, it was not so simple! We started loading up when they discovered that the footboard was defective, and they had no more in stock. It would be at least two more weeks before we got it. We took home what they had and they said (or so Trevor says) they would call when the footboard came in. They never called us! Finally after a month since the camping started we have a bed all put together! Yay. But if anyone asks how are bed broke Trevor just laughs and says we are still in the honeymoon stage. Boo....he is such a guy! Now you all know the real story.

P.S. We do have a nice bed, but check out our make-shift nightstands. Mine is a plastic bin with two drawers. haha. Maybe someday that will be changed. I also need to buy some pillows with blue in them to match my blue wall. Homes are seriously a constant work in progress. Just when we finish one thing I swear I find something else to fix!

In the News

Every week the 7th graders have an assignment to find a current event in the world or U.S. (depending on the week) and write a summary on it along with a few other questions. It is really a simple grade, unless you are a 7th grader and you still aren't very good at navigating the internet. To help with their plight I usually go online and print off a few articles. They then can pick one they like and just worry about the summary and the questions.

This week I found a love story about a New York guy. I guess he was riding the subway when he saw the girl of his dreams writing in her journal. He tried to find her when they got off the subway, but in the hustle and bustle of everything she was lost in the crowd. He turned to the internet for help. He created a website to try and find her. He drew a picture of her, posted his phone number and email and then asked people to pass on the website to anyone they could. He got all sorts of feedback! People were overloading his inbox with messages like, "I'm not the girl you're looking for, but I think you are adorable...pick me instead."
Finally a girl found it, and knew that it was her friend. She emailed this guy, Patrick with a picture and her confirmed that it was her! Talk about finding a needle in a haystack.

For those of you that are a little on the cynnical side you are probably thinking, "what a freak!" but for those of you that are a romantic at heart like myself you'll think this is the ultimate romantic gesture. I checked out the website and thought it was pretty funny. The site is posted below for all of you to see. When it uploads the top part will say that he found her, but the bottom is the original picture he drew. Way to cute!

http://www.nygirlofmydreams.com/

Correct Spelling

Okay, so I am not trying to nag or anything, but I think this is something many people probably feel the same way about. I really really really dislike (notice I am trying to be nice and not say hate) when people misspell my name. The especially bothers me when people that have known me forever spell it wrong, or when it is clearly written and someone still spells it wrong. If you have ever had your name repeatedly spelled wrong you would understand. So for anyone who isn't sure it is Taytum with a Y, not Tatum. Really and truly I am not trying to be rude, but if you have me as one of your links and my name is spelled wrong, would you please fix it? Thanks!

Enrichment Project

Last Tuesday was enrichment night (or better known as homemaking to some) in our ward. I love when there are cute projects planned, but I always hate it at the same time. It kind of stresses me out. Silly, I know, but I really am not the creative type. People are always saying that I am, but really I'm not. I just don't know how to put things together, and I have to have serious help. Even after the help I am left with severe doubts about whatever I have just made.

This week we made these really cute signs. There were different choices of what your sign could say. I picked the one that said family, but I know one other choice was the word joy. A lady from our ward provided the boards and cut out the letters for really cheap. My sign cost me only 16 bucks! You did, however, have to go buy the paper or whatever you were using for your letters. Tons of toll paints were already there, but anything else you had to bring.

When I was in the valley at the volleyball games I made Trevor take a detour to Michael's. He really wasn't thrilled and you should have seen him leaning on the aisles with the most bored look on his face. I tried to pick out stuff that I thought would go in my house without being totally bold. I finally found some, but I wished that I had gone to a scrapbook store instead, because I think I would have been able to find single sheets of paper that were way cuter, but oh well.

At the bottom of the entry is the end result. You can't really see it all that great. I don't know if it is cuter in person, or uglier but you get the general idea. The letter 'a' has a little button type thing on it that says inspire, which I think is something a family really does for each other. On the letter 'l' there is cute polka dot ribbon and a pretty little button type thing. Of course, I don't have this have it up on my wall, because I am still doing what every perfectionist does and am trying to fix all the little things wrong with it like sanding edges and stuff. I already have a designated spot for it, but when I hold it up, I am a little worried it is too big for the space! I'll post pictures when it's hanging to get your opinions on whether I should move it or not.

Wanted by Many

Basketball practice has started for the highschool and Trevor helps coach the girls. I'm not going to lie. This does make me a little, not worried, but not very confident about myself. You see, Trevor isn't that much older than these girls, and not that I think he would do anything ever, but these girls are all young and cute and skinny. There are a few that seem a little bit flirty with him too, and we joke about it, but I still don't like it all that much. That being said, let me tell you about a story I heard the other day...

This lady, Lenora (some of you know who I am talking about), stopped me just this week to tell me about her niece. A few nights ago we ate at El Camino and as we were leaving Lenora and her daughter came in to pick up a to-go order. We talked for a few minutes and then left. I guess that her niece had been in the car and she saw me through the glass door. She asked, "who is that?" And everyone in the car answered Taytum Waite. Then she sees Trevor and asks who he is. They then tell her and she proceeds to say, "I don't like Mrs. Waite."

At this point in the story I get a little offended. I'm thinking why does this eighth grade girl not like me? I don't even really know her and it's not like I worked with her at school last year so I couldn't have offended her, could I? I really hate when people don't like me...especially when it's for no reason, or they don't know me.

Well, Lenora said they tried to ask her why and she just kept say she just didn't like me. When Lenora and her daughter get back in the car and start home they are still bugging her in hopes of getting it out of her why she doesn't like me. Finally it dawns on Lenora and she asks, "Do you not like Mrs. Waite because she married Trevor?" Everyone in the car was like ooohhhh! The niece got all embarassed and tried to deny it, but Lenora had hit the nail on the head. The niece was all quiet and then finally spoke up and said, "Well, you are all telling me that age doesn't matter!" And Lenora said that in this case it did!

Lenora just laughed and laughed as she told me this, but she told me not to say anything to the girl because she was SO embarassed and was saying that she wouldn't be able to face me! I see her nearly everyday, but I don't work with her at all. In fact, I rarely even notice her until now. Now I see her and I try to not just get a big smile on my face. I find this so funny. Trevor still has game...even if they are girls that would be so illegal to even think about.