Miscellaneous

♥Sooo I'm pretty sure I've mentioned how absolutely amazing my mommy is.  Well she bought these cute little hats and headbands and then she bought the flowers and glued them on alligator clips so that I can mix and match them with Isabel's outfits.  My mom is so ridiculously crafty.  I'm sure there will be more of her awesome creations to come.♥

Good news!  It's Monday!  That means no more weekend so I can get back to watching Craig Ferguson!!!  Just sayin.

Just a little update from my weekend.  Melo and Julian came home from Georgia on Friday.  We went to La Tormenta for dinner and it was delicious :)  I hope tacos really are like that when I get to Mexico so I don't have to worry about starving to death. 

Then I went bowling with some other friends.  Our bowling names were Dayzeee, La Gringa, La Shawwwty, and Mexican.  In other words, Daisy, Josie, Kim, and Karla.  Then we went to see Alice In Wonderland.  Can I just say AMAZING.  The lady next to me had a really annoying laugh and I was really close to punching her in the face, but other than that, I was impressed. 

Karla, Tanya, Kim, and Daisy cheezin it on the end.

This would be me and Karla in our impressively attractive 3D glasses.

Also, Saturday morning I went with my parents and my little brother to Pocatello to have lunch with my Grama Perkins and my aunt, uncle, and cousins.  Grama gave me $100 to spend on baby stuff because I still needed a crib mattress and a changing pad to put on my dresser, because there is no more space for an entire changing station in my room.  Lucky for me, Melo had an extra crib mattress so she gave me one of hers and today I went and spent the money Grama gave me.  I got the changing pad and a soft, pink, removable, washable cover for it and NEWS FLASH: Sam's Club has really cute, good quality baby clothes for really cheap!  I got a really cute, fancy dress, 2 other dresses, 3 rompers, and 2 other pant/onesie outfits for get this: $54 dollars.  That's 8 outfits at an average of $6.75 a piece.  Holla!  I showed my dad everything I got.  He said for a girl that never liked to play with dolls I've caught on quick :) 

I talked to Isa for a while today :D  Edwin was with him.  Edwin and I were making faces back and forth at each other and I think we were embarassing Isai because when a person walked past he would kind of move in front of the computer screen and block their view haha.  But he loves us ♥ and I'm glad that Edwin already likes me so much.  He didn't stay to talk long because the computer he was using had something wrong with it so he could hear me, but I couldn't hear him and so he got frustrated, but he's going to send me a message when he gets out of work tomorrow and we're gonna talk again.

Oh, one last thing!  I took my medical terminology final today and I got a 90%!  Which means I'll be passing the class with a 91%.  I was kind of mad at myself, because I think I could've done better, but my teacher seemed really impressed.  I don't know if that's saying a lot, but there are some pretty.....special people in my class.  I'm starting the Medical Office Administration program on Wednesday and I can do it up until my baby is born and then take up to 6 weeks off and I'll be able to finish before I go to Mexico in July!     

My Baby is a Mutt.

So I would say that today was pretty successfull.  Back in September my Grama's sister passed away, but before that she had been living in a nursing home for about 4 years.  Her husband stayed in their house but he hardly touched anything because he was so completely heartbroken without her.  When she died, he moved to a nursing home as well.  First of all let me just say that I am in awe of this man.  He's gotta be around 80 years old and he walks with crutches.  He is the last horologist in our area.  A horologist makes watches.  Have you ever broke open a watch and seen just how many teeny tiny pieces there are in it??? He has worked at a local jewelers for I think over 50 years.  Despite the fact that he can hardly move without help he still goes to work every single day.  I think he would quit, but then all he would have to do is sit around and think about his wife.  

Anyways, he has this house just sitting there with all sorts of old stuff in it.  Last week my mom and my grandma went over and helped clean some things up.  He gave my mom a really nice decorative table that her cousin made before he died and he sold her a REALLY nice dresser with a mirror for $20.  Then he told her he would sell the kitchen table to her for $100.  It's round and has 2 extensions to go in it and 4 captain chairs.  It's old but it's in pretty much perfect condition.  Old people really know how to take care of stuff.  So my mom is going to buy the table for me for whenever me and Isai are back in the states with our own place.  

So today I went to the house with my grandma to finish cleaning the stuff out of the kitchen.  We were packing stuff in boxes when I heard her whisper "My golly!" (I love the words old people use) I looked up and she had tears in her eyes and she was holding two small plates in her hands.  She told me they were wedding gifts to her mother and her mother had given two each to my grama and her two sisters and one to her surviving brother.  One of her sisters accidentaly broke one and for years my grama thought that the other sister had thrown her two away and so when she found them in the cupboard she was sooo happy.  It was pretty awesome.  Before we left Uncle Mel told me I could have one of the sets of dishes.  It has like 12 plates, 8 coffee cups, 8 bowls, a platter, a gravy boat, and.....I don't remember what else.  But it's sooo ugly.  But I love it!  I have no idea what color it is.  It's kinda brownish, but kinda yellow, but kinda orange.  Like the color is uglier than baby shit.  But they have character and I kind of grew attached to them.  And I'm sure 60 years ago when they bought them they were the heighth of classy.  And it'll be really cool to have something that old from a family member.  I love old stuff. 

Me and my grama were talking about our heritage and stuff like that.  So I guess on my mom's side of the family I'm German, British, Irish, Native American, Dutch, and Scottish.  On my dad's side of the family I'm German, British, and Welch from what I know so far.  I don't know a lot about Isai's family but they're Mexican and his great-grandpa or someone is Egyptian I think.  What does all this mean?  My baby is a MUTT!!!   

Not Much

For all of you people out there not reading my blog, I just thought I would share my FATNESS with you, photo courtesy of my mom.  3 months to go as of last Sunday!!!  I can't wait!

And this is my adorable nephew Mason Dean, who, affectionately, calls me Obie, and my gremlin-esque dog, Maggie.  From what we're told she's part chihuahua, schnauzer, and terrier, but who could tell.  I'm thinking more like a gremlin, an ewok, and a homeless person.

New Mama

So I saw 'Avatar' today with my mom and my little brother.  Normally I try to be home after 5PM because Isai gets off work between 6&7PM his time (5&6 my time) and he calls me just about every day wether or not we're planning on talking on the webcam.  Then I thought, well, he said we're going to talk tomorrow and that today he wouldn't have any money to use the public computer.  So 3 minutes into Avatar my phone starts vibrating and it was him.  I 'dashed' out of the theater, which I'm sure was pretty amusing to anyone that watched me.  My balance while I've been pregnant has been absolutely ridiculous plus I had on those stupid 3-D glasses and I forgot that I had to go up stairs.  So my fat, prego ass more or less clomped out of the theater.  He wanted to talk on webcam. Damn it! It's not like I could leave my mom and brother stranded at the theater and my mom payed for all of it so I didn't want to waste her money. Plus she had the keys. I talked to  him for a few minutes though. His crazy ex-wife is trying to take away his rights to see his boys again. I think she's doing it because she's bitter at him for leaving her to come to the states and then getting deported and coming back to Mexico with the wonderful news of his guera fiance and our baby-on-the-way. But it's not like she hadn't moved on. She's already re-married and has another kid. And he always sent her money to take care of the boys while he was here. Then when she was using it on herself and her new man he sent it to his parents and they bought food and clothes for the boys. 

I feel like it's partially my fault. The other day he was talking to me on the phone and Edwin came into the room,

"Papi, who are you talking to?"

"Josie"

then Edwin yelled into the phone,

"Hi Mama how's my little sister?"


(The picture is of Isaac. I don't have one of Edwin yet.)


I don't think his ex knows about that, but he's 4 years old and I've got the feeling he's probably talked about his 'new mama' in front of whoever he wanted, and I know he told his aunt that "his new mama is prettier than his other one."

Anyways. Avatar was good. I won't be going to anymore 3-D movies with my mom and my little brother. They both screamed or said "OH!" really loud a few times. I'll admit that once when they were shooting missiles into the 'Treehome' I dodged one. But that's it.

Oh. Dad came home from a business trip in Phoenix tonight. When he walked in the door he was wearing a beanie but it wasn't pulled down over his ears so half of it was sticking up off his head. It looked like a homeless person had mugged a business man and stolen his clothes.

Road Rage & My Love Story

I need to vent. This is more or less a shout out to that dumb ass driving the Nissan Titan today that almost hit me and my mom. We were going over the speed limit and you were still riding in our back seat. When we signaled to make a left turn we couldn't go yet because there were cars coming towards us in the other lane, but that's okay because I suppose your head was so far up your ass that you couldn't see them. Then I rolled down the window and showed you my favorite finger, which you almost took with you because you passed so close to the side of our vehicle. Then you actually had the nerve to roll down your window and give me the finger! I would just like you to know that I had already rolled the window back up or I'm pretty sure you would have heard the obscenities I was screaming at you, which not only upset my mother, but my baby lodged one of her limbs in my rib to let me know that by yelling at you, I cannot relieve you of your immense stupidity. You're very lucky my mom was driving or I would have forgotten the left turn and followed your fancy ass to wherever you were going and you would have had an extremely angry pregnant woman to deal with. I hope you feel good about yourself.

Anyways, for all of you that read yesterday's entry and for some reason you're just dying to read the story of how I met my fiance, here you go;

Sometime in early April, I was at my friend Daisy's house watching a movie with her and her cousin Giovanni. I received a phone call from an unfamiliar number. Most people would have ignored it, but I enjoy mysterious phone calls from strangers so I answered. The man on the other end didn't speak any English, but I wasn't really surprised so I went to the kitchen and decided to continue with the conversation. He told me his name, which I didn't understand, so I just ignored it because I really didn't care that much. He said he lived in Hyrum with his brother, Francisco, and that he had just moved here from California. When I asked him where he got my number he said he found it scratched into a table at the Fun Park (like I was really going to believe that). Honestly, I don't remember much else from the conversation because I couldn't really hear that well and I wasn't all that interested, but I guess I agreed to a date. The following Sunday, April 12, was my 18th birthday. What I did isn't really all that important to the story. On Tuesday the 14th I started 'going out' with a guy from my school. We'll call him Mario. He was on the run from the cops. (I really knew how to pick em) That same night he was arrested and taken to Juvi. I was planning on waiting for him or whatever, but my plans got changed especially after I heard that he was going to be locked up for 2 years. Since my boyfriend was unavailable I decided going to a dance that Saturday with the mystery caller was an OK idea. I was going to pick him up, I don't know why, but I didn't know where he lived so he met me at the McDonald's in Hyrum and we went to the dance at Blackstone. I remember dancing to Amor Te Amo by Tierra Cali, Por Amarte Asi, Dame Tu Amor, and Por Tu Amor by Alacranes Musicales. I fell in love with him to those songs even though I wouldn't admit it to myself for a while. In the middle of the dance we sat outside for a while to cool off. He told me straight out that he had gotten married when he was 14, but was in the process of divorce, and that he had two sons. Isaac is 5 and Edwin is 4. He left Mexico right after Edwin was born.

When I took him home we talked some more. He asked me to be his girlfriend right off and I told him no, because I had told myself I would never get serious with someone that didn't have papers. Then he asked if he could steal a kiss. I said no. I remember looking at his eyes. They were the color of fresh honey and they stood out next to his black hair and extra dark skin. His smile was captivating, but I forced myself to ignore it. Within 2 1/2 weeks i agreed to be his girlfriend. And the rest is history in the making.

The Basics

Oh my goodness. My first blog. I'm ecstatic.

I have no idea what my blog will be about for sure or if it will EVER have a set topic. More likely than not it will just be me rambling on about whatever I feel like rambling about. And I'm a really good rambler. So I guess for my first entry I'll ramble about myself, since I am one of my very favorite subjects even in everyday conversation.

First the basics; I'm 18 years old if you go by when I was born. However, since I was about 5 my parents have told people that I'm turning 35 on my next birthday. That could be argued considering some of the things I've done over the last few years, but I still like to think I'm a lot smarter than most girls my age and in my particular situation. I am 5 feet and 3 inches tall. The doctor told me so. My mom will tell you I'm 5'2" but, well, she's lying. I have green eyes, which I'm pretty proud of.

On May 28, 2009 I graduated from Cache High School. One day I'll probably write an amazing entry about that school. It's pretty much one of my favorite places on the planet. I was sent there after Sky View High School decided they didn't want me and I didn't want them either. I'll probably say more about them one day as well, and most of it probably won't be very good.

My parents are really cool, most days. I guess I'm a lot like my dad. I'm still deciding if this is a good or bad thing. I suppose I have some of my moms qualities too, they just hide behind my dad's...I mean, MY rough exterior.

I have 2 older half brothers and 1 younger full brother. They're pretty cool most days. My oldest brother is married with 3 sons and another on the way and my second oldest brother is married with 2 sons. If you haven't noticed there is a lack of female spawn in my family. But never fear, for I, Josie, have taken care of that little dilema. As of tomorrow I will be 26 weeks pregnant...with a girl!!! I really am ecstatic about that. My due date is May 21 and her name will be Isabel Riley Montufar. (Isabel because, it's a beautiful name)(Riley because my little brother thinks I hate him, so what better way to say 'I love you' than to name my baby after him) And I'm giving her her father's last name, which will, as of August, be my last name as well. Say what you want about people not being able to find the love of there life at 18, but I did. So there.


Actually, it was 4 days after I turned 18 that I found him. It took me about 3 hours to be able to say his name right (Isai. ee-sa-ee. Accent on the last syllable. Not hard.) He took me dancing. Hmmm...this could turn into a long story. Maybe that'll be a good entry for tomorrow. So until then, adios. I'm gonna go finish watching The Late, Late Show with Craig Ferguson. (Love that guy. He's so much funnier than Letterman.)