A Night With Chef Bob

I'm sure you have all been waiting with baited breath to find out how many bottles of NyQuil Trevin had to drink (like on Hitch) after our cooking date. I'm glad to say none, we had so much fun!!!! Chef Bob was our teacher for the night and he was hilarious. Every time he came by he told us our dishes looked perfect. Trevin thinks we were the best cooks there, I think Chef Bob gets paid to tell people they're doing a good job. The theme for the class was pasta so we learned how to make homemade pasta. The two dishes we made were shrimp ravioli and chicken fettuccine alfredo.

Here we are with Chef Bob. There was an older couple that we shared a station with. Trevin described the husband as a bull in a china closet. Everything he did seemed to be ultimately clumsy and really funny. Anyways we asked him to take a picture of us with Chef Bob and he ended up taking a video. Trevin used his magic to get a picture out of it but that's why I look a little bit confused.

Here's me after making ravioli. I'm not sure which is making me smile more....I just made some awesome ravioli or I'm a pregnant girl that's about to get to eat.

An up close of my tri-colored ravioli

Trev and I had SO much fun. After a night with Chef Bob I'm pretty sure we could take on any Iron Chef.....as long as the secret ingredient is pasta

Just Like the Movies

For Christmas Trevin bought me a spot for two at a cooking class that is this coming Friday. The first thing that came to my mind was this movie....

I'm super excited to go on Friday night I just hope Trevin doesn't look like this afterwards.

Accomplishment!

My newest accomplishment....most people don't think making cookies is that big a deal but considering the frequency that I bake and my success rate, this is quite a proud moment for me. I don't have the best batting average when it comes to making treats. Generally I mess them up because I am horrible at following directions or I'm overcome with guilt halfway through making them and try to substitute ingredients for healthier options. Well today I decided would be the day, I kept my guilt out of the kitchen and followed the recipe exactly. Turns out its not as hard as I always thought. Yes I actually made the ones in the picture, not bad eh?

I figured I've pretty much mastered this growing a baby thing now so I had to try something new. I think I'm going to have to say the growing a baby thing is harder than the cookie making thing. I recommend maybe trying the cookie thing first, its easier....baby steps. Anyways here's 26 weeks, I'm starting to feel large and in charge. Well actually I think the little girl growing in my belly is in charge, either way, large feels like a good way to describe it. She is kicking like crazy and tells me to eat like 12 times a day but we're so excited and I can't wait for these three months to fly by!

Inventors Wanted!

Anyone know how to make this move fast?

Or this???

Lately I feel like these little kids.

If anyone knows how to make April 28th come faster I'm currently accepting applications. Only 98 more days, officially out of triple digits and into double digits now!

Thank You Mark Zuckerberg!

Trevin and I watched "The Social Network" with a couple friends tonight. Afterwards it got me thinking about how different life would be without Facebook. I concluded that Trevin and I might not be a "thing" if it weren't for Mark Zuckerberg. Its a funny story but first a big shout out to Mark Zuckerberg, without you our Cardon-ness would not exist!

Anyways now for the funny story.....The summer after my freshman year I was home in Colorado when one of my friends mentioned a couple of her guys friends who just got home from their missions and would be at BYU the coming fall. One of them had a girlfriend who waited while he was on his mission but the other one was this kid named Trevin Cardon. My friend said she would introduce me to him. She described him as a dreamy 6'1'' high school quarterback but really how often do you believe those descriptions. Obviously I needed to do my own research....thank you Facebook. After sufficiently stalking Trevin on Facebook I decided that he would be good flirting/friend/who knows what could happen material. At this point I showed another one of my friends his picture and she said she knew him and volunteered to set us up. She requested him as a friend on facebook and starting chatting back and forth with him about his plans when he moved to Provo. Through all this she found out he was going to be living in the same apartment complex as me (FATE!) and had arranged for all of us to hang out the night I moved in. Well the long awaited day finally came, after an 8 hour car ride and moving A LOT of stuff into my apartment I looked and smelled like I had just run a marathon not like I was about to meet my future husband, haha. Anyways Trevin and his roommate helped me change the license plates on the new car I had just bought and in return I offered to cook them dinner a couple nights later. The next day I get a text from Trevin bailing on my dinner offer because of other plans BUT he did ask me on a date for the next night. We went on the date and the rest is history. Here we are 2 1/2 years later, happily married with a baby on the way. Mark Zuckerberg you're the man!

Here's a picture from our first date

I'm a big girl now.....literally

In the past week or so I have made what would be monumental steps in life....if I were a 5 year old that is. I've had my blood drawn, my first IV, and a flu shot all without passing out. Yeah I bet my 5 year old niece handles that stuff better than me. Either way they were proud moments in my book.

Speaking of monumental steps and getting big literally I am officially wearing my first maternity shirt today. Yes, I caved. Not to mention I feel like I can finally breath again (well besides the person in my belly using my diaphragm as a pillow). Those regular clothes were just getting too tight. Now 25 weeks and 7 lbs down only, 15-ish more weeks and way more lbs than possible to go! I can't wait to meet our little soccer star, ninja, gymnast girl!!

Domestication, My Man Can Swing a Hammer and Our ER Adventures

Domestication:

So since I'm now graduated and don't have to go to school anymore I decided I would finally become the domesticated wife Trevin and probably every other boy dreams about. You know the dinner on the table, clean clothes in the drawer type. All weekend I surfed the internet looking for recipes and planning out menus, getting all ready for my big debut on Monday. The first day back from break. So Monday rolled around and I did the laundry and went to the grocery store. By the time I left Walmart I vowed never to go back, oh and I accidentally shrunk one of Trev's shirts in the wash but he wont know until he reads this. Anyways I made dinner and did the dishes. Day 1 of domestication successful. Whew I don't know how long I can keep this up though. Day 2....the ER.

My Man Can Swing a Hammer:

I just wanted to make everyone aware of what a stud Trev is with the tools. Our crib came today and within a few hours of it arriving Trevin had it all put together, all the pieces in the right spot and everything. There weren't any tantrums, injuries, or broken parts as usually seen on T.V. Good thing Trev is a stud, look what he made....

Adventures in the ER:

Like I said before Day 2 of domestication was mostly spent in the ER. Last night when I went to bed I was having trouble breathing. I finally fell asleep and figured it would be gone by the morning. Well when I woke up this morning it was still there. As I was driving to work it got so bad I thought I was going to pass out so I figured I should go to the doctor. At the doctor they looked at my oxygen levels, listened to my breathing, and ran some tests on my blood (the nurse should be fired for the horrible bruise he gave me). A couple hours after I left the doctor's office I got a call from the doctor saying I needed to go to the emergency room right away because some levels in my blood were really high (whatever it is that says you have blood clots). So they thought maybe I had blood clots in my lungs. Well they drew more blood at the ER, put an IV in and ran a CAT scan. Everything came back totally clear but it was quite the scare for the day. But if we're being positive about it at least I'm a pro at getting blood drawn and IV's now.