cute little blanky

I went to a free sewing class tonight at Corn Wagon in Springville where we learned how to make some easy little blankets that we are donating, some to my work at DCFS and some to the NICU at Timp Hospital in Orem. We just had to bring our own flannel fabric to make them. Here is how mine came out. I was realllly nervous while I was making it because you sew it pretty wierd so I was just sure I was screwing it all up - so I was so stoked when it came out how it was supposed to!

if you look reeeeallly closely you can see that the corner is indeed mitered! good job self!


more earrings

a little insomnia fun

there is one more pair..but im so annoyed with the fact that i have uploaded the pic of them three times and have accidentally deleted it three times..that im done trying for now


it's hysterosalpingogram time in 9 hours! woohoo. okay really not that excited. but just wanting to know if all is well.


so I made some little earrings this weekend. 3 pairs out of covered buttons and 2 pairs out of wool roving. they were fun to make and really easy - i just kind of did a poopy job on gluing the posts on. but that's okay. i'm just proud of myself for actually FINALLY making them!


and a big thank you to thee worst tattoo artist EVER for that beautiful rendition of this poor guy's wife.


3 new babies

No. I'm not having triplets. Or even twins. Or a singleness. BUT I DID HAVE 3 new nieces born in the month of September. That makes the score: Nieces - 11, Nephews - zip. All my little girlfriends are so cute and sweet, I love each one of their cute little heads!!!

here's the newest of the bunch.

sam with baby maiya

amy with baby maiya
baby isla bree
baby kara with her BLACK fuzzy hair!

arent they just sweet little pumpkin pies!


Baby Girl

my last few days have been full of this little sweet baby girl that has the craziest hair!! she just makes me smile and laugh she is so cute. oh man. i love her. too bad my brother and sis in law are so selfish and won't just let me keep her!!! some people...

I love my nieces. I have a niece on the way today - that will make 11 nieces in total, 4 this year, and the 3rd in the last month. I'm a lucky aunt!


The Time is Far Spent

Be fixed in your purpose, for Satan will try you;

The weight of your calling he perfectly knows.

Your path may be thorny, but Jesus is nigh you;

His arm is sufficient, tho demons oppose.

His arm is sufficient, tho demons oppose.1




baby sophie face

brad praying to the washer toss gods

mama j

baby sophie

baby andy


these people were my friday. i love my family. we went up to my sisters to have a combined bday party for andy, me, aaron, and sam. we had pulled pork sandwiches courtesy of tom, salad, chips, drinks, and cake courtesy of mother joyce. we had our own little washer toss tournament. (a game we play at my family reunion every year. i'll have to take pictures and explain the game another time. its very enjoyable.) and i think if i remember correctly, i won the tournament. or i might have lost. can't remember. anyway - these pictures are really cute, i just kind of bombed some of them on photoshop. so i need to revisit some of them and some other ones not posted to make them look better. but they made me happy to look at them right now, so i don't much care if i have no photoshop skills at the moment.


time flies whether you're having fun or not

So 17 years ago on Cinco de Mayo I was at my dad's funeral. He had been dead for 3 days by this point, and it still felt surreal and impossible. Brad and I were talking the other day about my dad and how I've never even really told someone everything I felt about it and what was going on in my little world during all of it. I think the only person that's heard about it was my 12th grade English teacher, Mrs. Catani because we had to write a paper on an experience with death. That was the first time I'd ever actually gone back over every detail of that week and it was not really fun to think about - so maybe that's why I've never really talked about it. When I saw my dad fall from the cherry picker thing and land on the sidewalk I was so worried of course, but my first thought was- we just have to have faith and he'll be okay. They hurried and put my little sister and brother and I in our car and took us down the street so that we didn't have to see him like that and see when the ambulance came. I kept telling Amy and Andy we just needed to have faith and he'd be okay. And I started a fast as soon as it happened and said I wasn't ever going to eat again until I knew he'd be okay. That was the worst few hours of my life.... Just that time of uncertainty and not knowing what was going to happen. My older brothers came over to the house where we were and my brother Ammon called my dad's parents and told them dad had fallen and been hurt and to come up to Idaho. Then we knelt down as little brothers and sisters and said a prayer. I wish that was still my brothers first place to turn- was to God. We went to the hospital and went into a room with a table where my mom was and Anneke and her friend Mindy were there and my Uncle Ron and a couple of other people. My mom told us dad died and I don't really remember anything else after that until we got to the car and I asked my brother Aaron who was going to call me Bugsy now (that was my dads nickname for me). Aaron said he would always call me Bugsy- which by the way he never does. The rest of the week is blurry. I just remember lots of people coming over and hugging us, and I remember food not sounding good. I went to my aunt and uncles house the night he died because I didn't like to be home. It felt SO wierd to be in my house and know my dad wasn't coming back there. Friends of my aunt and uncles brought food to their house for them as a sign of sympathy and I remember standing on their stairs and they were telling someone what had happened and they didn't get the details right and I felt so angry that they weren't saying it right. Like they weren't doing justice to my dad or something. That was wierd of me. But anyway. It was really wierd having my cousins all around for the funeral because I was so confused. I would be playing with them and then remember why they were there. It was such a bad confusing unhappy feeling. But we did have a lot of good people around us and tons of support.

It's crazy to me that it's been so long. 17 years! I was only 10- I barely knew him. But I'm so grateful for the hope we can have for a better world and for eternity because of the Savior. I'm grateful for angels. Everyone should read or reread the talk by Elder Holland from the Oct 08 General Conference..Ministry of Angels. It always seems wierd to think about there actually being angels that are aware of us and help us, and when I hear other people's experiences where they've felt angels around them it's kind of strange for me. But I don't know why- because I've had my own experiences and KNOW that they are real. I'm grateful that even when people die they are aware of us and can help us and protect us and be a part of our lives.

I know it's been a long time since I've posted and this maybe isn't the most enjoyable post for most people and may bore some- but I am just thankful for my dad and wanted to share how much I miss him, but also how thankful I am that I know he is near.


the finished product

its so artsy fartsy in here

So FHE tonight in the frandsen household was quite the art extravaganza.  Im going to display a couple pictures right about now and you shall guess which one i did and which one brad did.  okay GO

So clearly mine is the flowers. and if you didn't guess correctly then you're absolutely retarded and should be tied to a cactus. (i was going to say thrown off a cliff or be shot, but that was just a bit harsh)   but yeah- so mine was the flowers that are like unto something that you might find in a toilet.  But I do have to say I was so proud of myself.  I am like the worlds worst drawer slash painter- it is just so not in my genetic makeup...AT. ALL.  But it was fun to watercolor for the first time in my life.   Brad used to watercolor alot and then after his mission he switched to oil painting.   we had a really fun time and his tree isn't quite yet finished.  it will be rad school when its done.  i wish he had done it really big rather than on a half sheet of paper so that we could put it on our wall.  

my signature.  amazing.   

ok in all honestly- as fun as it was to just play around and try watercoloring- it was so frustrating because i had this vision of how i wanted it to come out.  and yeah- need i say more.  it looks like a 7 month old painted it.  i totally love art and am so incredibly in love and sucked in by colors and the amazingness of art and i wish i could do it.  and i am even more amazed now than i was before at people who can draw and paint- its absolutely incredible to me.  they make it look so easy- and its so not easy. 

k time for 24.  


such is life

I'm having quite the dilemma today. I am going to Young Womens directly after work and we have to dress up tonight and so I wore a skirt and tights and well this is my dilemma: I really have to go to the bathroom. I have had a bunch of water and a can of soda. But I don't want to have to deal with the skirt and the tights. Do we think I can just hold it for another ooohhh 5 hours?



thoughts from the gym

So just got back from the gym. these are my thoughts.

first of all- they put little tvs on every other treadmill - pretty sweet right? not so much. i found out i get motion sick from watching tv so close while walking.

secondly- - - its so interesting...nay...wierd what some people wear to the gym. why do girls that are large in stature- okay FAT- (im fat so i can say that) wear small clothes. short clothes. sleeveless clothes. its not pretty. there was a girl on the treadmill directly in front of me wearing short shorts. oh my. well maybe they started out as decent lengthed shorts- but the more she walked the more daisy duke-ish they became. heaven help me was all i kept thinking.

there was a guy next to me that came to the gym directly from his job as school custodian im guessing. he was wearing a light blue denim-y shirt and wrangler jeans (not tight ones) and custodian-esque shoes. so interesting.

there was a kid there with his dad- he was probably 14, and he was using one of the bikes and was doing a rumikub (or rubix cube- take your pick). that was a first. never seen that one before.

a guy came walking towards me that looked just like jordan knight from new kids on the block!!! but as he got closer the less he looked him. it was so exciting for a second.

then there was one of those muscle head guys that thinks hes Gods gift to earth and as he walks down the aisle he knows all the girls are looking at him so he for no reason other than because he's so into himself- he lifted his shirt a little to expose his abs. GET. OVER YOURSELF. gag

one time there was clearly a temple worker at the gym on the treadmill by me. he had left his long sleeve white shirt on, but had changed from his thick white polyester pants into white sweatpants and had white shoes on. it was hilarious. cute little old man.

okay those are my thoughts. the end.


super duper (said with a lisp)

so I never posted pictures of the quilt I made for brad for christmas. so here it is. its so coziness i love it. i try to share with brad as it IS his blanket- but its just so soft. i used the really soft stuff thats used on baby blankets for the back. well anyway- here it is. its just basic squares..nothing fancy.


here are the new cute shoes I got at our stop at the Vans outlet store in Barstow.


oh the holidays

So it's not a great idea to go to a sunny snowless place during the winter if you hate snow. because then you have to come back to the snow. I realized today I was feeling really down and depressed. I couldn't put my finger on it until I went and looked out the window and I almost started crying- then I realized where my depression was coming from. the snow. I knew I didn't like it. But I honestly didn't know I cared THAT much for it to affect me like this. We just got back from California last night and I was okay with getting back to life and such- but man, its hard coming back to slushy roads and slick sidewalks and boots and big coats and freezing cold cars that you have to warm up and the likes. It was like suffocating to watch the snow come down nonstop and to know it wasn't about to stop anytime soon. DEPRESSING*

but anyhow our Christmas with my family was a blast and a half. it was so fun to be with everyone and just talk and laugh and play games and eat and stuff. it was so great and i thoroughly enjoyed it. we went clay pigeon shooting as the sun was setting the day after christmas and it was in the 20's, maybe the 30's - not sure. our faces were so frozen they were numb and our fingers hurt. but it was so fun. my brother aaron even got his car stuck in about 2 feet of snow. it was just great times. it actually made me feel panicky, but my brother in law tom came prepared with his big truck and a chain. so it was just a minor glitch in the master plan. My nieces put on a talent show of sorts for us. it was hilarious. there was tricks with little pet toy things, singing, dancing, and gymnastics. it was so great. then my sister anneke was trying to take some self portraits of herself with my little sister amy's camera and she didn't know it but it was on video mode and so it took a video of her doing all kinds of different faces and poses. it was hilarious. then the real picture of her after she realized was her laughing hysterically. it was hideous in a very hilarious way. and so then amy took a picture of my oldest brother ammon and he did this ridiculous face and it was so funny. so then amy went around taking pictures of us all pulling ugly faces. we laughed so hard i almost peed my pants. oh man we're retarded.

our new Years was enjoyable. we woke up at 5am on New years Eve and drove 10 hours to California. We got to Brads moms house and were there for about 2 hrs and then went to meet our friends Brody and Ann so we could all go to disneyland for new years- (courtesy of them..how cool is that!?) brad and I were sooooooo sooooo tired but i was really looking forward to going to disneyland for a few hours, since i haven't been in like 12 years or so. we had SOOOO MUCH FUN!!!!!!!!! it was so crazy packed and it was really foggy so we didn't even get to see the fireworks go off at midnight- but that was okay. it was still really awesome. then after midnight tons of people left the park so we took advantage of the fact that the park was going to be open until 2am to go on more rides. we went over to California Adventure and went on the tower of terror- where they take you up and drop you over and over. I was a little hesitant- but ann insisted that it was really just a tower of FUN and not terror. YEAH RIGHT! NEVER TRUST ANN! so they take you up in this cage thing and its supposed to be like this old elevator in a hotel that just drops out of nowhere- so they take you up a few floors and then open the elevator doors and you see these little ghosts in the halls of the hotel and then you drop a couple of floors and then they take you up a couple more and drop you and then they take you up to the top and open the elevator doors and its just the outside- so youre looking out over disneyland and they take your picture- well it was sooo foggy you couldnt really see anything (thank heavens i say) but the fog just still made it all very eery and creepy cuz it was such a thick fog- so then they drop you again and that one is a little freaky. so Im thinking from what ann had previously told me that after that drop the ride is over, and i was okay with that- so far so good. well that wasn't true. it does all the drops over again but faster so you are like not even sitting on your seat for like 30 seconds it felt like. the only thing holding you in is your seatbelt. it was so freaking scary. all i could do was grab onto brad and the bar in front of me, close my eyes and scream my face off. it was so crazy. because of my extreme terror i didn't notice that the entire time brody and brad were laughing at me because of how scared i was. pffff. whatever. it was scary. i do have to say that despite the scariness- it was really fun and i could maybe go again someday. but it was freakiness. but i was WIDE AWAKE after that ride. so then we went on monsters inc to calm my nerves and then we went back to disneyland and went on thunder mountain- that was soooooo fun! it was so freezing cold because it goes so fast, but it was awesome. we wanted to go again but it made me a little motion sick so we didn't go again. then we just went on a few more rides and then we left at 2. so by the time brad and I got back to his moms and got in bed- we had been up for 24 hours. holy cow.

so the next morning i got up at 11- CA time and brad slept in until 1 because he was soo sick. so he didn't even leave the house at all that day- and I only left to go get him some medicine. the next day we only left to go to a movie (well kim scott jake and brad went- I went shopping instead). and then saturday we only left to go to jakes bball game and brodys soccer game. other than that we just stayed at kims and hung out. it was nice and relaxing and we had so much fun- as always.

the drive home was lame. it felt like it was never going to end. i was going stir crazy. but we got home around 1130pm and it was around 5 degrees outside. it was shockingly cold. but it was great to be home in our own bed.

so anyway- thats how our holidays went. they were great. now i just wish the snow would melt and never come back.